Meatbun Translation

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Hello everyone, I want to apologise in advance since the update between chapters might take longer because I'm getting too invested with catching up on every yuri manhwa/manhua I just discovered a bit busy these days. Thank you for your understanding!

  *** “Matsuri” Uuuh. “Wake up, Matsuri, hey.” What’s up? Who? I was a woman who lived alone. It wouldn’t make any sense to have someone else wake me up. If I wasn’t mistaken, I had a drinking party last night. The participants were vice manager, Shirakumo-san, also, who else was there? Crap, I couldn't remember. I drank quite a lot according to my vague memory. I tried to dive into my hazy memories to find the culprit of this terrible hangover… It was that redhead delinquent, yup. Could it be that I was so drunk that I ended up spending a night with someone? It wasn’t like I cared about my chastity, but surely this was another means of trouble. I opened my eyes so I could figure out the truth. Then I saw my room, so for now it was reassuring. “It’s morning, Matsuri.” “Aa?” It wasn’t a man’s voice, or Shirakumo-san’s brash way of speaking, or the vice manager’s refined tone. The voice that called my name was quiet, it reminded me of the birds chirping outside the window. “Morning.”

 

  *** Whenever I told my acquaintances that I work as a florist, most of them would get excited and sounded envious. Meanwhile, from a florist's perspective, working with flowers wasn't as flowery as the impression it gave. In fact, it probably closely resembled some random uncle in the bread factory who kneaded dough on a daily basis. Still, I would feel bad to shatter their imagination, so I usually just respond with a stiff cackle.  My workplace, “Hanazakarimai” had a pretty decent reputation amongst locals. The wage was quite great, they even provided bonuses and paid leave. For overtime, the frequency was probably around once a week. This place was also close to my apartment. Except for the fact that I had a bad compatibility with flowers, overall this shop was a pretty satisfactory workplace. People who had their interests aligned with their jobs wouldn’t be that many. As for me, this place was the result of my random choice. In general, I believe that ‘society’ was fille

Hey it's been a while. I picked this up since I thought this novel is interesting and a bit different from stuff I worked on before (romcom). I will do this one slowly but steady, thus I will release the chapters into a lot of parts. This is my first literature translation project so I'm still not used to it. Enjoy! Please tell me if by any chance other people had done this novel before, or if by any chance this work had been licensed in English. Thanks!