Bahasa Jepang Saya Dicopet Novels & Stories

“Well aside from the word ‘Arigato’ of course, because that’s all I know! Haha!” Shit! I mentally curse. How do I get out of this situation? I don’t fucking know any Japanese! My client, the real Yuri Haruko uses English language every time we speak during our spa session! I don’t have the luxury of time to learn. I swallow hard and gives a quick glance at Jack Wills. I feel like he just makes it work as he expectantly stares at me too. I can feel the formation of sweats on my forehead. They are both looking at me intently as I am still gathering my thoughts. I’m fake! I want to shout desperately. In the end, I dive into the puddle of mess I made.

Aiden As Aiden stepped across the threshold of the apartment, he said, “Tadaima,” the Japanese phrase meaning I’m home that Haru had taught them when he was eight. At the time, Aiden had insisted to his brothers they incorporate Japanese daily expressions into their lives so that both Reo and Haru would be able to quickly settle into their new environment. After all, he wanted them to feel at home, as a part of the new family as soon as possible. Of course, it didn’t take any of them long to learn all the phrases, and once they started using them, they never stopped, and as Aiden had predicted, both Reo and Haru quickly and smoothly settled into their new life with their new stepbrothers.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

How can he dump all these things on me at once? "Baka" I muttered. "What's that?" he asked and it was surprising, this is Japanese word for idiot, anybody that watches Naruto will know that, as a matter of fact he has called me that a couple of times. I guess I wasn't loud enough and it's a good thing, it feels weird being connected with your boss in such way. "All these are overwhelming"

Jaffy added. "No, Of course not. In Japanese, ohayo means Good Morning." I quickly explain. In case they interpret it differently. "Aah. I see." Jaffy and Miette nodded. As if they've finally figured out the math formulas and know how to solve it step by step. That's how their faces look like. "Will you all step aside? You're blocking the door." Someone spoke bitchily from behind, causing us to turn around. Wait, this is the witch from yesterday, the one I really wanted to toss in the garbage can.

I pouted, “I’m envious, I want to learn how to speak Nihongo casually as well with their different dialects,” “You were great, believe me, I was surprised to hear you speak like that, it was like you studied,” He claimed, “And it would be hard to study all dialects,” “Oh, is that so?” I wondered for a moment while massaging my chin. My eyes peered to where the master was and it looked like he was arguing with the receptionist. “I think there’s a problem,” I told Julian. He immediately approached the master in the lobby as he spoke with the receptionist.

Interested. “The heart word? That's just my nonsense statement, don't mind it. And for the language? Uhmm, let's say it's a random language.” Soheila answered. She can not say that the 'yaoi' word was from Japan. There is no Japan in this world, so they might get confused if I told them that it is the Japanese Language.

They stand out from the others due to their outfits but thank God, they didn't show their tattoos. It was easy to spot them from the crowd so I approach them. They probably can't recognize us since we dress to blend in with the other tourist. They speak in Japanese and thinking I won't be able to understand them I replied, "shita ni kiotsu kero! Kono kuso yarou !! shini tai-no?!" (Watch your tongue! you fucker! Wanna die?!) They were quite shocked by the challenge I give but it was not long until they realize who they're talking to. They bow their head and apologize to me. Apparently, they didn't receive the notice that we will dress up as tourists and expect us to come like a mafia member.

I simply say. “I never asked.” he says with his cold voice. I frown and mumble a curse. We watch our target getting drunk with his friends. He’s too loud and I can't understand everything he’s saying. I’ve only learned a few Japanese words before when I travelled to Osaka with Jacob two years ago. Just basic words like arigato or Konnichiwa. The waiter comes back with our drinks and I smile widely because he was kind enough to make a lot of ice cubes in my glass along with two slices of lemon. Exactly how I like my coke.

(I am Haya, and are you Shuji Liao? "Hi, watashi," Shuji said as the two of them sat in his secretary's chair. (Yes, me too,) "Do you speak Nihongo / Japanese language?" Ms. Haya Hagiwara said in surprise. "Hai, eigo o nozoite Tagarogu-go to dōyōdesu," Shuji said jokingly to the Japanese girl at laughing. (Yes, as well as Tagalog except English,) "Same, I'm stuttering and I'm not good at speaking English." Ms. Haya Hagiwara said with a smile.