Oh! My God!! Harajuku Girl / Interview: Secchan x Kyary (Part 2)
A duo who loves pranks
Kyary: Secchan used to be my only girl friend.
Secchan: Nah, you got along with gyaru-style kids and all sorts of other people. Speaking of which, you got revenge on K - who you had a complicated friendship with - for being sort of mean to you.
Kyary: I did. I wrote a love letter in K’s name that said, “I like you. Please go out with me,” then delivered it to a boy in our class and told him it was from K. After, though, everyone testified that he got it from me and it came out that I was the criminal.
Secchan: You got caught. (laughs)
Kyary: It was a stupid prank. In our class there was this group called the Seven Something-or-other. Secchan and I weren’t in that group - it was only us two - but the people who were bullied by the Something-something Seven came to join us pretty quickly. They’d say, “Let’s eat together”, and we’d be like, “Sounds good.” It was just the two of us, so I guess it was easy to join in.
Secchan: We weren’t the type that stood out much, but we weren’t the quiet type either. If you were to separate our class into groups, you would have the upper class and then the middle class people, but we didn’t belong to either of them.
Kyary: We were on good terms with the gyaru girls, but I feel like we were involved with the quiet girls too.
I have good memories of buying cheap candy on the way home from school every day during the three years we were in junior high. There was this cheap candy store named ‘Kashiwaya’ on the way home, so I’d buy Noshiumeya-san Tarous* or about ten of those yummy takoyaki-flavored sticks there every day. I’d eat them after dinner or something once I’d gotten home.
Secchan: This girl eats a ton but doesn’t get fat at all. Since she hates vegetables, she has an unbalanced diet and the only things she eats are things that are bad for you, yet she’s healthy and doesn’t get fat.
Kyary: But I catch the norovirus every year.
Secchan: That’s awful.
Kyary: I throw up every year on Christmas. And to add to the norovirus, videos like that ‘Juicy’ chicken commercial makes me feel so awful I throw up.
Secchan: You’re such an unlucky person. (laughs)
Kyary: We used to go to cram school together when we were junior high. We went to the English and math classes. The teacher there had a habit of saying, (imitating their voice) “I dunno what this is for.” (laughs) It was so funny. Secchan’s grades were good because she always gone to cram school, so my parents put me into [cram school] hoping that I’d get smarter too. But I [didn’t take it seriously and] went there viewing it as ‘play’. I had bad grades. When I was with Secchan, who’s smart, people viewed me as being smart too, but [my grades] were really awful.
Secchan: Were they really that bad? And aren’t you the kind of person who can do it, but doesn’t? Oh, but there was that one time when you had, like, a grade slump. I remember you started crying in math class.
Kyary: I did? No way!! I don’t remember that!
Secchan: It was the teacher’s fault. He said, “Answer with something.” And then you looked down and went, “Nnn…”, and maybe you cried. I thought it was really frustrating. I couldn’t do it either, so I knew exactly how you felt.
Kyary: The one thing I really remember about at cram school was the self-study room. We used to whisper to each other while eating sweets, even though both food and talking were banned. There were times that I said “I’m going to cram school” and went there to hang out with you, and other times when we played ding-dong ditch on the way home. Every time, the instant we decided [to do it], we’d ring the doorbell - ding dong, ding dong! One rainy day I was sharing my bicycle seat with Secchan, and when I rang the doorbell, my shoe fell off in front of the house.
Secchan: It was in front of the house of this scary man, who was an acquaintance of one of my friends. He was terrible. He looked at us with eyes that said, “You’re the culprits who rang the doorbell, aren’t you.”
Kyary: I casually walked over making a face like I was just a passerby and picked up my shoe. With my bare foot. We were pretty bad at ding-dong ditch.
Secchan: We used to do such bad things, but not noticeably so. We were essentially good kids.
Kyary: Yup. We were pretty normal.
* Noshiumeya-san Tarou is a sweet and sour plum-flavored snack.
Any words in [brackets] are words that I added/changed for clarity, or are implied by the text but not explicitly said.
Translation by kyarychan @ http://kyarychan.tumblr.com
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