Falling Into the Bottom of Your Life, Isn't There Another Sweet Thing Waiting?

11: The Heart Formation of Drama Stage I

The thick script that the producer had painstakingly printed had reached my hands. I was a bit surprised because Ritsu who shared it recalled the busyness of the child who had to pacing.

The play will be a modified retelling of Rapunzel's story from Germany, with many comedies in it. I couldn't stop scratching my head while reading it.

By the way this is close to the School Festival (Bunkasai), the work will accumulate later.

My role in the drama Rapunzel is as follows the main character who is none other than a benevolent prince with a mission to save the princess from the tower that locked her up.

And for the role of his daughter.....

"Oh, you came quickly... Tsuchiya!"

"Good job, Tsuchiya-san!"

A female student as the top actress of the school due to her perfection in various fields from visible to invisible. Tsuchiya Tsubasa, she is in the same class as me but with a different class.

I just talked to Tsuchiya a few times not even until my fingers rose entirely. Of course it was to discuss the script and the rest were just stale bases.

"Your business is done soon apparently, Tsuchiya."

"Thank you for your hard work, Tokasaki-kun. This time let's do our chemistry in Rapunzel's remake drama."

"It's worth your hair getting longer, it turns out you've been expecting this drama to be done, huh?"

"Ah.it.no..."

His index finger twisted a few strands of hair while his eyes looked the other way. Because maybe she was embarrassed to admit it so I waved my hand so she could forget it.

Today's agenda is the division of roles and reaing of the script to create an overview before practice begins.

"As usual, the main characters remain Yuzui and Tsuchiya. But how many times have you been in pairs?"

"Get me talking, Kouhei. The people around you will misunderstand your understanding."

The boy with curly hair with his fake glasses, which he wears to seal his popularity, somehow has been with me for a year in various dramas, Hibiki Kouhei.

Tsuchiya giggled a little in response then immediately opened the script that Ritsu had given. His eyes changed into stage mode where you had to be serious about acting.

It's amazing as always.

"How about a little warm-up, Tokasaki-kun?"

"Yes, no problem."

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"Well.at last my work is done today. I think I should start looking for a part-time job right now, Ara... Yuzui hasn't come home yet?"

I had just placed the school bag on the study chair while realizing the bed next to the empty, wide curtains were indeed opened so that we could chat without hindrance.

Remembering again yesterday he did say that his return was not necessarily even getting late because the elite school gave him a lot of contracts. Being popular is hard....

Come to think of it again there are some things that do not suit Yuzui's personality since I first met her.

First he refused this sudden marriage, but in the end he decided to accept it and even said many embarrassing things to be able to 'fall in love' with me. At the beginning he told me not to expect too much from this marriage, but vice versa.

Second, he did not show his emotions implicitly even more bluntly to show it to me. Now he's saying things that I shouldn't worry about.

How much he tried not to care about me turned out to be an impossible action he did.

Because Yuzui is a good person.

Although I have a critical mind, I can only describe people like Yuzui as good people no more. Is it possible that my conclusion is too simple or how I say it?

The day before I stopped by to go home after school, that was the reason why I arrived late at Yuzui's house yesterday.

"So what about your life there, Nee-chan?"

I guess he couldn't stand it because I didn't talk about anything during the first feed.

"Nyummm..all right, he took good care of me. You worried?"

"Haha... Yep.. (?) slightly, I suppose. K-k-kan you my onee-chan of course I worry when you are in a new place alone."

My little sister is so cute, look at her red cheeks.

My expression was so flat that it was interpreted from Utsumi's face. How can I not worry if nee-chan makes a face and says something different, that's what it means.

Now that there are no fathers and mothers at home, they can't just leave work. Utsumi's confession somewhat made me a little sad for not being able to see them.

"Yuzui that..."

"Yes, my husband's name is Yuzui."

"Why did you say that?!"

"Eh? Signature on the form already-"

"That's not what I mean...!"

Utsumi fixed her sitting position and looked at me furiously. I felt a reflex because I had not worked on it for a long time and remained with my composure.

"I heard he's a drama actor at Fukuzaki's elite school,"

"Yes, he really surprised me at the beginning."

"Nee-chan. Keeping it in the house I think it's better."

"I don't understand what you mean, say it clearly, Utsumi."

Sighing at the coarse breath that was deliberately let out, Utsumi folded both of his hands on his chest and leaned back like a boss.

Her face.

"If people don't, that Yuzui hurt my nee-chan because of work or whatever, be prepared with a death invitation from me."

"Ugh... You're scary, Utsumi."

"No one should hurt my family a second time."

Hearing the word 'second time' I felt torn to shreds, I subconsciously squeezed my left chest until my uniform was tangled.

Utsumi quickly approached me and squatted at my feet.

"Sorry, nee-chan. I didn't mean to"

"It's okay, you're right. I have to take care of myself more than they see me."

Slowly something painful slipped into my body through the wind that night.

Now that I was lying on my bed looking at the ceiling of this large room in a daydream.

The pain. Butwhy?

The wall clock shows ten o'clock at night, last I saw when I was nine. It turned out that I was daydreaming for an hour thinking about Utsumi's warning.

Tomorrow, I'll see Yuzui again.