Meerkat Localizing Literature
“Well then, first of all…”
“Oh, I guess the detective blood is stirring, huh? This is getting interesting, auntie.”
I immediately decided to read the mind of Kabemura-san, the gossip-loving head nurse.
“Um, first, did you notice anything, Head Nurse?”
[“Notice what? I was called by Fuko in a panic, so I don’t know anything. More importantly, what kind of cases has Kanako-chan solved? What was the most difficult case? Do you have any acquaintances in the police?… Read more
Knowing that what this person entrusts to us is usually problematic, I made a suspicious face.
Naomi-san showed no sign of remorse and laughed, showing her sharp teeth.
“Yeah, it’s case materials. My room’s getting cramped, so keep it for a while.”
Honestly… treating us like a convenient safe deposit box or rental garage. I reluctantly agreed.
“Sigh, I understand.”
“Thanks. Well, if something happens to me, open it… Oh, the password is the usual one.… Read more
Our mind-reading detective, Oba Kanako, happened to be present at the scene of a sudden doctor collapse incident at a large hospital.
Beside the victim, who had fallen unconscious in an unusual position, there was a meaningful blue tea that had been poured. Was it an accident or an incident?
What message was the doctor, who had fainted while sitting in seiza position, trying to convey with his body?… Read more
The new president Eijirō looked straight at the press corps.
“From when I started working under my father, I suspected that Logic was conspiring with certain politicians and police to recommend accounting fraud to some clients. The fact that I couldn’t pursue this and stop it makes me equally guilty with my father.”
Eijirō-san’s eyes moistened. His expression showed a complex mix of justice, responsibility, and love for his father.
“My father was a kind-hearted man.… Read more
TLNOTE : Please re-read chapter 2 part 14, there are big mistakes.
“I don’t know… I-I don’t know anything!”
[○×△※──!!!!!!]
(Eh!? N-no way!?)
My eyes widened in surprise at this unexpected development.
Koyomin urged me to reveal the location.
“Where is the hiding place, Kanako?”
“I’m curious,” said Mukashino-san. Eijirō-san and Adeno-san also watched with bated breath.
I turned to Koyomin and whispered the information I had obtained through mind-reading.
“It’s terrible, Koyomin. The will is… um… in lawyer Arima’s head.”… Read more
[○×△※──!!]
Whether he’s excited or not, he’s rattling off in his mind in Akita dialect at quite a rapid pace. He looks calm but is internally quite flustered.
If this were the old me, I would have lamented about these words in his mind: “What the heck is this?! What language is this?!” But…
(I understand! I can understand! I can understand Akita dialect too!)
Though I have a foreign language allergy, once I learned it was Japanese, my fear diminished, and thanks to Ugohonjo-sensei, having mastered Akita dialect, I can easily read his mind.… Read more
“This one looks scatterbrained, but she’s serious about work, and sometimes plays a role in solving difficult cases – she’s quite excellent.”
“Oh no, you’re praising me too much.”
“Well, the fact that she becomes a complete country bumpkin when she lets her guard down is part of her charm.”
Smiling and showing her sharp teeth, Naomi-san made a request to Detective Ugohonjo.
“Yuri-ppe, sorry, but could you teach Kanako some Akita dialect?… Read more
“Th-this is!”
“What’s wrong?”
I approached the speaker while listening carefully, concentrating seriously on that music.
A high school girl suddenly standing in the corner of the shop – the master also looked at me with an exasperated expression saying “She’s doing something again.”
“Your Napolitan is here, Kanako… well, whatever.”
Ignoring Koyomin who had started eating by herself, I concentrated on listening carefully to the music playing in the shop.
…Hmm, but the more I listen, the more it feels somehow different.… Read more
And then what happened was:
“Moguri was incredible! The fighting spirit transmitted through the radio! Even I, who usually aim for long shots, went with Moguri for that race!”
“It was worth seeing in person. Diving into the pack of horses, then bursting out from the corner to the final stretch! Truly deserving of being called [The Turf Lurker].”
The moment Inspector Gori mentioned the horse’s name, the security guard became extremely talkative.… Read more
“What should we do… Oh?”
As we were worrying, a large figure skipping from far away came into view.
“Wh-what’s that…?”
“A skipping adult male is approaching.”
“Wait, that worn-out trench coat! Inspector Gori!?”
A tough face like a concentrated ape-man. Hardship seeping from his worn-out coat. It was unmistakably veteran Inspector Gori.
He was walking down the sidewalk with an uncharacteristic grinning face, lightly skipping. No matter how you look at it, it’s extremely unnatural.… Read more