Chapter 1 - The Sighs of Haruhi Suzumiya

High school organize certain activities from time to time, and the high school that I attend held a sports day last month. When Haruhi suggested that the SOS Brigade participate in the inter-club relay race, one of the many competitive events held that day, i felt quite dubious. To make things worse, we ended up actually beating the Athletics club and Rugby club in the relay race in which Haruhi overwhelmed the second place runner by a whole thirteen horses' lengths!...

• But what kind of questionnaire? Who would actually be interested in doing this?
• Probably no one, I suppose. But since it's been decided, keep up the great work guys!
• And so, suffering from apathy syndrome, I walked wearily towards the club room.
• Why di I go, you ask?

Prologue

When did I stop believing in Santa Claus? In truth, this sort of silly question holds no significance for me. However, if you were to ask me when I stopped believing that the old man wearing the red costume was Santa, then I can confidently say: I have never believed in Santa, ever. I knew that the Santa who appeared at my preschool Christmas party was a fraud, and now that I think about it, every one of my class mates shared the same look of disbelief watching out teacher pretend to be Santa. Although I had never seen mommy kissing Santa Claus, I was already wise enough to be suspicious about the existence of an old man who worked only on Christmas Eve.

However, it took me quite a bit longer to realize that the aliens, time-travelers, ghosts, monsters and espers in those effects-filled 'good guys versus evil organization' cartoons didn't actually exist either. No, wait, I probably did realize, I just didn't want to admit it it. Deep inside my heart I still wanted those aliens, time-travelers, ghosts, monsters, espers and evil organizations to suddenly appear. Compared to this boring, normal life of mine, the world of those flashy shows was much more exciting; I wanted to live in that world too!