from Haruhi.
“Allow me to explain. First of all, it is impossible to travel faster than the speed of light. That fact is based on the special theory of relativity.”
What’s with the lecture out of nowhere? Haruhi reached into her skirt pocket, pulled out a crumpled up sheet of notepaper, and glanced at her notes.
“By the way, the distances from Earth to Vega and Altair are twenty-five light-years and sixteen light-years respectively. Which means that any data sent from Earth will naturally take twenty-five years or sixteen years to reach its respective star, right?”
So what? And you actually bothered to research this stuff?
“So it means that it’ll take a fair amount of time before either god can read your wish. So our wishes won’t be granted for a while. Make sure you write down whatever you want to happen in your future twenty-five years from now or sixteen years from now! If you put down something like, ‘I want a cool boyfriend by next Christmas!’ it won’t be granted in time!”
Haruhi stated this emphatically as she waved her arms around.
“Hey, hold on a second. If it takes around twenty-five years tomake the trip there, shouldn’t it take just as long to return? So wouldn’t our wishes be fulfilled in fifty years or thirty-two years?”
“We’re talking about gods here. They’ll work that out somehow. This only happens once a year, like a fifty percent summer sale.”
And she ignores relativity when it suits her purpose.
“Okay, everyone. You all understand what’s going on, right? We’re doing two different kinds of wish cards. One set goes to Vega and the other goes to Altair. So, write down whatever wishes you want to be granted in twenty-five years or sixteen years.”
An unreasonable statement. First of all, you have to be pretty shameless to ask for two kinds of wishes. Besides, how can I make any wishes when I have no idea what I’ll be doing in twenty-five years or sixteen years? The only thing I can think of would be that Social Security and Wall Street haven’t gone belly-up and are still functioning properly. Pretty sure that both Orihime and Hikoboshi would be annoyed by such wishes. They only get to meet each other once a year so they probably feel that the government should deal with those issues themselves. At least, that’s how I’d feel.
Still, she always comes up with these pointless ideas. Does she have a white hole inside her head or something? I wonder what universe her common sense is from.
“You can’t say that for sure.”
Koizumi sounded like he was taking Haruhi’s side. Except he spoke in a soft voice that could only be heard by me.
“Suzumiya’s actions may be eccentric, but nevertheless, she has a strong grasp on her common sense.”
Koizumi flashed his usual cheerful smile at me.
“If her pattern of thought were abnormal, this world would not be as stable as it is. The world would become a bizarre place governed by odd principles.”
“How can you tell?” I asked.
“Suzumiya wishes for the world to become a stranger place.And she happens to possess the power to reconstruct this world. You should be well aware of this.”
I sure am. Though I still have my doubts.
“However, the world has yet to lose its reason. Which means she is putting common sense before her personal desires.”
“This is a rather childish example,” Koizumi said by way of introducing his next little spiel.
“Assume, for instance, that she wanted Santa Claus to exist. However, common sense dictates that Santa could not possibly exist. It would be impossible for someone to sneak into highly secured houses late at night without being spotted by anyone, at least in modern Japan. And how does Saint Nicholas know what every single child wants? He couldn’t possibly have time to visit the home of every single good child in the world in one night. It’s physically impossible.”
Any person who seriously thinks about this stuff has issues.
“You are
“Allow me to explain. First of all, it is impossible to travel faster than the speed of light. That fact is based on the special theory of relativity.”
What’s with the lecture out of nowhere? Haruhi reached into her skirt pocket, pulled out a crumpled up sheet of notepaper, and glanced at her notes.
“By the way, the distances from Earth to Vega and Altair are twenty-five light-years and sixteen light-years respectively. Which means that any data sent from Earth will naturally take twenty-five years or sixteen years to reach its respective star, right?”
So what? And you actually bothered to research this stuff?
“So it means that it’ll take a fair amount of time before either god can read your wish. So our wishes won’t be granted for a while. Make sure you write down whatever you want to happen in your future twenty-five years from now or sixteen years from now! If you put down something like, ‘I want a cool boyfriend by next Christmas!’ it won’t be granted in time!”
Haruhi stated this emphatically as she waved her arms around.
“Hey, hold on a second. If it takes around twenty-five years tomake the trip there, shouldn’t it take just as long to return? So wouldn’t our wishes be fulfilled in fifty years or thirty-two years?”
“We’re talking about gods here. They’ll work that out somehow. This only happens once a year, like a fifty percent summer sale.”
And she ignores relativity when it suits her purpose.
“Okay, everyone. You all understand what’s going on, right? We’re doing two different kinds of wish cards. One set goes to Vega and the other goes to Altair. So, write down whatever wishes you want to be granted in twenty-five years or sixteen years.”
An unreasonable statement. First of all, you have to be pretty shameless to ask for two kinds of wishes. Besides, how can I make any wishes when I have no idea what I’ll be doing in twenty-five years or sixteen years? The only thing I can think of would be that Social Security and Wall Street haven’t gone belly-up and are still functioning properly. Pretty sure that both Orihime and Hikoboshi would be annoyed by such wishes. They only get to meet each other once a year so they probably feel that the government should deal with those issues themselves. At least, that’s how I’d feel.
Still, she always comes up with these pointless ideas. Does she have a white hole inside her head or something? I wonder what universe her common sense is from.
“You can’t say that for sure.”
Koizumi sounded like he was taking Haruhi’s side. Except he spoke in a soft voice that could only be heard by me.
“Suzumiya’s actions may be eccentric, but nevertheless, she has a strong grasp on her common sense.”
Koizumi flashed his usual cheerful smile at me.
“If her pattern of thought were abnormal, this world would not be as stable as it is. The world would become a bizarre place governed by odd principles.”
“How can you tell?” I asked.
“Suzumiya wishes for the world to become a stranger place.And she happens to possess the power to reconstruct this world. You should be well aware of this.”
I sure am. Though I still have my doubts.
“However, the world has yet to lose its reason. Which means she is putting common sense before her personal desires.”
“This is a rather childish example,” Koizumi said by way of introducing his next little spiel.
“Assume, for instance, that she wanted Santa Claus to exist. However, common sense dictates that Santa could not possibly exist. It would be impossible for someone to sneak into highly secured houses late at night without being spotted by anyone, at least in modern Japan. And how does Saint Nicholas know what every single child wants? He couldn’t possibly have time to visit the home of every single good child in the world in one night. It’s physically impossible.”
Any person who seriously thinks about this stuff has issues.
“You are
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