Shimizu-san and the Improvisational Theater 2
“That’s good to hear.”
“I wouldn’t be lounging around here otherwise.”
“Seto-san, did you have any trouble with today’s assignnt?”
“…No problems.”
Seto-san’s expression didn’t change. Maybe she was a bit nervous about our first improv, as her speech seed slightly more awkward than usual.
“It’s great that Seto-san also did the assignnt diligently.”
“Thank you…”
What should I do?
I started without thinking ahead about what to do next.
“What’s the matter, staring at Hondō like that?”
Hearing Shimizu-san’s words, I turned my gaze to Seto-san. Indeed, Seto-san was staring straight at .
“Is it okay if I say sothing that’s been on my mind?”
“Sure.”
“Why do you two, even though you’re already family, call each other by your last nas?”
“Wha!? What are you suddenly talking about!”
What does it an that Shimizu-san and I are family?
It took a few seconds to rember the roles Shimizu-san and I were playing.
“It’s still embarrassing to call each other by first nas.”
“Hey, what are you saying now!”
Shimizu-san didn’t seem to understand yet.
“Because it’s only been a month since we beca siblings. The feeling of being a family still hasn’t sunk in.”
“…I see, I forgot I was supposed to be the younger stepsister.”
Yes, my role was the kind brother, and Shimizu-san’s role was the stepsister. Seto-san had taken advantage of our roles and set us up as step-siblings.
Maybe Seto-san’s acting was a bit awkward earlier because she was thinking about this setup.
“I see, Hondō-kun feels a bit embarrassed to call each other by first nas. What about you, Kei?”
“Why are you suddenly calling by my first na?”
“What are you talking about? I’ve always called you Kei.”
“You, are you my childhood friend!?”
That’s right, Seto-san’s role was the childhood friend.
It seems Seto-san decided to make Shimizu-san her childhood friend.
“So, Kei, why don’t you call Hondō-kun by his first na?”
“Grrr…”
“Glaring at won’t change anything.”
“Well, there’s no need to rush into changing how you call each other, right?”
“But since Kei is already a Hondō (family na), I think it’s better to change from calling her Shimizu-san.”
Now Seto-san’s attention turned towards .
“Even if she’s only your sister by marriage, you should call Kei by her first na.”
“Um…”
I looked at Shimizu-san. Our eyes t for a mont, but she quickly looked away.
“Just say Kei. Go on, try saying it.”
It wasn’t that difficult, really.
But sothing inside hesitated.
“Seto-san thinks it’s strange for us to call each other by last nas even though we’re siblings, right?”
“Yes, that’s what I think.”
“What about ‘Kei-chan’ then?”
“Wha!?”
“Kei-chan?”
“Yeah, like a nickna. It’s not a last na, so I thought it might be okay.”
“…It might be good.”
Good, I was worried it would be rejected.
“No way! What’s with ‘Kei-chan’!”
Just when I felt relieved, it was vetoed by the person herself.
“Kei, are you not okay with being suddenly called by your first na by Hondō-kun?”
“That is…”
“You don’t want to be called ‘Kei-chan’ by Hondō-kun?”
“Uh…”
Shimizu-san’s gaze darted around.
“You don’t want your kind Onii-chan to call you ‘Kei-chan’?”
Seto-san’s presence felt stronger than usual.
Maybe she was really getting into her role as the childhood friend.
“Alright, alright! Call whatever you want!”
“Then, Hondō-kun.”
Her expression was the sa as always, but the pressure was intense.
“Let say it again, I’m looking forward to getting along with you, Kei-chan.”
“…yeah.”
“Now that Hondō-kun has changed the way he calls you, it’s Kei’s turn.”
“Ha?”
“Didn’t you hear? It’s strange to call each other by last nas when you’re family. Change how you call each other.”
“You want to call Hondō by his first na!?”
“There are other ways to call soone besides that.”
Perhaps she ant for Shimizu-san to use a nickna, just like I did.
“What should I call him?”
“Even if it’s out of obligation, Kei is Hondō-kun’s sister. Use that to your advantage.”
“Hey, that’s…”
What’s this?
The atmosphere is getting suspicious.
“Onii-chan, Onii-san, Nii-san, there are many ways to call soone.”
“Who would say that!”
My real sister, Teruno, also calls Onii-chan.
I’ve never thought it was strange. But I can certainly understand why Shimizu-san would be reluctant to call Onii-chan.
“Hmm.”
“What, you got a problem with that?”
“Well, it’s too much for Kei. I’ll give up.”
She’s clearly provoking him. It’s rare for Seto-san to tease Shimizu-san.
Having seen Ai-san tease Shimizu-san all the ti, she must be imitating her.
“…I’ll do it.”
“I didn’t hear you. Say it again.”
“I said I’ll do it! It’s a piece of cake!”
“Really? Then say it to Hondō-kun.”
Shimizu-san and Seto-san’s gazes turn towards .
“Um, well, you know…”
“Kei-chan, it’s okay not to force yourself.”
“I said I’ll do it, just wait.”
Shimizu-san takes a deep breath to compose herself.
“Kei-chan?”
“…Please take care of from now on, Aniki.”
After saying just that, Shimizu-san turned away.
“It’s over! Thank you, everyone, for the ten-minute improvisational theater!”
With Runa-san’s announcent, the first improvisational theater by the second-year mbers of the Astronomy Club ca to an end.
“Has it been ten minutes already?”
“Yes! How was your first improvisational theater?”
“There’s a lot I want to say, but was this how it’s supposed to be?”
“I think it was good.”
I was a little worried, but if Runa-san from the drama club says it’s good, then it probably was.
“…how did we do in your eyes?”
“May I speak my personal opinion?”
“That’s what I’m asking.”
Runa-san’s gaze shifts towards and Seto-san.
“Do Daiki-san and Mio-san want to hear it too?”
“I’d like to know.”
“I’m interested.”
“Understood. First, Daiki-san! It was great that you took the initiative to start talking! It seed to make it easier for the other two to join in. Good job!”
Runa-san gives a thumbs-up with a smile.
“It was helpful that you started the conversation.”
“Well, it definitely made things easier.”
“…Thank you.”
It’s a bit ticklish to be praised face-to-face like this.
Reviews
All reviews (0)