Bahasa Jepang Syukurlah Novels & Stories

"Euros, dollars, yuan, pesos, kahit ano magpadala ka lang." (Euros, dollars, yuan, pesos, or anything, just send money) "Haru sagutin mo ako" (Haru answer me) "Akala ko ba maayos trabaho mo jan sa japan, ha?" (I thought you have a stable job in Japan, huh?) "Sabi mo manager ka sa isang tech na kompanya?" (You said you're a manager at a tech company?) "Haru wag na wag kang magsisinungaling sa nanay mo"

Dorian had been right about Cindy. She was already in chemistry, sitting in her seat. She glanced up as I ambled past our table. "Konnichiwa," she said. My eyebrows lifted in question, though for some reason I understood she'd said hello - good afternoon specifically - in Japanese. Ohayo gozaimasu meant good morning. My heart lurched with anxiety. Maybe the pendant? "That means hello in Japanese," she said, her face filled with pride. "I'm soooooo over French. The language is," she paused and shrugged before continuing, "boring."

You're my heroes! A hui hou, Mahalo nui loa! (Until we meet again, thank you very much!) Much love, Cara

He told me, which made me nod before grabbing some of my bags. It wasn’t long until we got out of the airplane and took our luggage. A man dressed in a tuxedo greeted us as it bowed at our sight. “Ohayou gozaimasu, nihon e yōkoso,” He greeted. I got thrilled when I understood him as I bowed my head. (Good morning, welcome to Japan,) “Arigatōgozaimashita,” I muttered before raising my head. The master looked like he was pleased to see or hear me do that. (Thank you so much,)

"Hajimemashite. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu." Nice to meet you. Please treat me kindly. Mrs. Tanaka's face lit up with genuine surprise and delight, her formal expression melting into warmth. "Oh!" she exclaimed, then launched into rapid Japanese that I could not follow beyond recognizing it as enthusiastic. Mr. Tanaka smiled broadly and responded in careful English. "My wife is very impressed by your Japanese. She did not expect you to know any at all." "It's extremely basic," I said quickly, feeling my cheeks warm with embarrassment. "I only learned a few essential phrases this week, specifically for tonight."

“Charlie-kun, bu-un shou ryu! I wish you peace and health!” ‘Bu-un shou ryu’ was an adjective that began in Oskia, developed and widely used in Japan. Ancient Japan respected martial arts, and the ultimate representative of martial arts was the Bushido they highly respected. Therefore, in the Japanese tradition, wishing a person ‘bu-un shou ryu’ had many meanings, Aswishing him good luck and wishing him invincible and infinite power. It was a supreme blessing a person could give another. Charlie did not expect to hear such a true blessing from Nanako; hence he was slightly stunned. He wrapped his right fist with his left palm, clutching them together, and said aloud, “Thank you, Miss Nanako.

“Watashitachiha warukunai.” “Ulineun joh-eun salamdeul-ibnida.” “Eimaste filoi sou.” Wagner spoke in a dialect I don’t understand. “What are you saying?” I asked. “I said that we are not bad in Japanese, we are good people in Korean, and we are friends in Greek.” My eyes widened while I covered my mouth in amazement. “Jinjja? Debak!” I said a few words in Korean as a result of watching Korean dramas.

They spoke in Japanese quickly, with a compassionate look on Azrael’s face. How much more do we have to go through for everyone to be happy?

“Oh you are too humble!” The young man smiled hesitantly. “And now you made my cheek sticky. Um… Thank you?” He was saying those two sentences in different languages. The first was universal language, and the second one was in Shouha language. Not because he couldn’t speak Shouha, but it was a natural response since his first language was universal. He was still getting used to saying in Shouha most of the time.

Omake ni hisho o ninshin sa sete shimatta nodesu. Oh no, my mom is speaking in Japanese she only does that when she is very upset. As you both can certainly see that she is upset Mom, please calm down Gabriel and I are trying to smooth things out. My mom takes some deep breaths, then tells me again in Japanese that my father and her warned me about Gabriel.