odd taxi

#4
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Good evening everyone.
Something terrible has happened.
Long story short, someone left the transmitter behind in a taxi.
So this time, we just have the taxi driver talking to himself.
Just think of it as, like, a BGM of someone clipping their nails or something.
If this keeps up for long, I think I might just go collect it myself.
It'll be easy to figure out who the driver is, after all.
Now, let's begin.
Roppongi...
It's totally empty today.
I worked hard today.
Oh, I want some gyudon.
Yesterday I had fish.
Grilled amberjack...
Wow, the car in front has a 6666 number plate.
Straight ahead is Shiba Park.
Ahh...the weather is nice.
But taxis always have it rough.
What should I eat today?
Something covered in chocolate sauce? Are you kidding me? Just go with karaage.
Maybe I'll go with gyudon after all.
Or I could go to Yamabiko.
Whoa, almost hit a bicycle.
Fund management starting from 1000 yen...
Nothing to do with me.
I wonder what people walking around at this time are up to.
I'll buy some milk and go home.
This traffic light... Whoa, that truck is super long.
That turning circle is crazy.
The light's green.
*humming* Shiba Park *humming* having a bento with you...
The Tokyo Tower really is pretty.
Impressive just how much it towers over everything.
Looks cold outside.
Darts, billiards... Are they fun?
Oh what's that, a fight?
That high schooler that looks like that thing on the corridor side of shinkansen seats seems angry.
An opossum?
Straight ahead, 40 km/h...
Sure is quiet around here.
Nothing but construction work.
*humming* Oh, it's green.
Tokyo Tower is huge.
Good thing there are traffic lights. If there weren't, I would've just kept going.
But more importantly it'd be dangerous.
I'll go straight down these winding roads.
It's green.
If I follow the roads here I'll reach the base of Tokyo Tower.
I'll turn right here, ah, yep, turn right.
That jogging granny sure is energetic.
There's a bunch of trucks stopped.
*humming* My car is vacant *humming* having a bento with you...


#5
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Good evening everyone.
I hailed a taxi and found the transmitter.
What's more, I was worried about the battery, so I brought a whole bunch of spares.
I managed to swap the battery, so the sound cuts out partway through, but please don't pay it any mind.
I hesitated to broadcast this, but I don't think there's anything that would give my identity, away, so it should be alright.
Besides, there's nothing else to use this week.
Now, let's begin.
You a student?
Huh? Uh, yeah.
High school?
Isn't it obvious?
I just thought you've got it good, taking a taxi at your age.
Did you lose something?
Ah, no, it's nothing.
What's up with you? You're so on edge.
Sorry.
Have I given you a ride before?
No. This is my first time. Why?
The despatch request came directly to me.
Ah, just a coincidence.
Well, giraffes aren't rare.
Is that so?
Ah, there it is.
Hm?
It's nothing.
What is it?
They're so funny, right?
I only listen to the radio when I'm on breaks.
[TL note: Contextually I think 隙で聴いてるよ makes more sense than 好きで聴いてるよ]
They're great, really.
The Homo Sapiens? How?
When they had just debuted, there was a theatre for new comedians in Osaka dominated by French Kuagata, a group six generations above them.
[TL note: No idea what クアガタ is supposed to mean]
[TL note: Many Kansai comedians graduate from the Yoshimoto Comedy School, AKA NSC. Each graduating class is called a "generation", and there's usually one every year. There are other comedy schools which probably also follow a similar system but Yoshimoto NSC is the best-known one]
I've heard of that group.
They were really popular in Osaka back then.
Wait, Homo Sapiens debuted a bit over ten years ago right?
How do you know about them? And about Osaka?
I've watched lots of comedians since I was young. I've got the internet and magazines, and I go to shows.
Huh. So?
That theatre was run like a pyramid. At the top were three groups, including French Kuagata.
Underneath them were B-rank groups, C, D, and so on.
Homo Sapiens were just rabble at the very bottom.
They couldn't even reach rank D.
There were regular events for swapping spots between ranks.
It was normal for first and second year newcomers to be unable to even enter the pyramid.
But the unknown Homo Sapiens won their way up right from their first year.
They finally made it to a battle for the top, where they'd face off against French Kuagata.
The material they used poked fun at French Kuagata, who were worshipped in this small community, despite never entering any outside competitions.
The jokes bombed at the venue and they lost, but all of a sudden they garnered a lot of attention in the industry.
Huh.
In the blink of an eye, they were in magazines, doing the rounds at all their colleagues' events, and they were the first of their generation to begin doing solo shows.
So why don't they sell?
Because they look sloppy.
That's it?
There's more of course. There are people who sell despite looking sloppy.
I wonder. These last three or four years, their agency's advertising has been off. I feel like they've been influenced by the promotional material, lost their flavor, and fallen into a vicious cycle.
Also Shibagaki-san has always been a winner, so he can't stand losing. He has no charm.
Baba-san's good at that though.
If you like comedy that much, do you want to become a comedian yourself?
This goes for more than just comedy, but there's no one less talented than amateurs who act like they know more than pros.
At least I understand that much, unlike people who rate others.
People who compete publicly are all amazing.
Is that how it is?
Well, I compete too.
Which is it?
Shibagaki-san isn't the type to do small time jobs.
That's why I want to do something for him.
Huh.
We've arrived.
Is here fine?
Oh right. This was on the floor.
Huh, did I still have that?
This actually belongs to the Homo Sapiens.
What, really?
Give it back to them.
Huh.
Do I just contact their agency?
What a pain.