|Writer: 日日日 (Akira)|
|Location: Bicycle Parking Space|
|Hm. If ya have to support yer comrades before goin’ forward, ya ain’t goin’ toward there from the beginning.
Just like a baby, ya can’t stand up by yerself.
But I’m different. I have no problem being alone. No matter what happens, I will clench my teeth, and I will use everything as nourishment and improve myself.
And then, I will become like Sakuma-senpai.
You’re naive if you think you can fulfill your dream without preparin’ to fight alone.
Just go home and sleep, enjoy yer fluffy dream that is completely irrelevant with reality.
Oh… It’s not the time to have some idle talk. If I miss the train, I can’t go home, so I hafta go now. Damn, I wasted my time.
Bye. Don’t talk to me anymore, Akehoshi.
Ahh, right right… When taking Daikichi on a walk, make sure to tie the leash properly; and his fur is also disheveled, so trim it.
It should be the owner’s duty, ya idiot.
|Okay, bye by~e…?
…He’s gone. That guy sure is like a stray dog.
(Prepare to fight alone, huh. But Gami-san, no matter how strong you are, you will always be crushed when you’re alone.)
(Father was also like that… Therefore, at least I want a partner whom I can lean my back on.)
(But there are only unmotivated people here… I wonder if it will be difficult to find such a partner.)
(Even so, if there is someone with a strong sense of purpose like Gami-san… We should be able to move forward without chaotically thinking about unnecessary things.)
(For me, such a goal is… I don’t have a dream that I can boast about.)
(Hey, father. Just why did I want to become an idol?)
|Location: Theater Club’s Clubroom|
|Fuh… I am a prince.
My nationality and the like are unknown, but in a country which adopted the imperial rule, the only ones that matter are the eldest son, second son, or third son of the royalty.
I speak in Japanese, but this is because of the script’s circumstances; the original one is written in English.
In the script, there is a line that said, “A red rose suits you”. So perhaps, your eyes and hair’s shades must have good compatibility with red.
Hm, my image has solidified a lot.
I am a prince. In English, it is called prince.
|Ummm… You’re still here, huh.|
|Yes. It is against etiquette to enter a room without knocking. It is something that a “prince” would say.
Yes, based on the setting of this screenplay… I am that type of prince.
Fufun. How is it, president.
Because you told me to be “prince-like”, I chose a screenplay which has a “prince” in it and practiced.
That was an instruction, wasn’t it? Since I interpreted it like that, I’ve been practicing since forever.
|You only listen to things that are convenient to you, huh.
This is what I said, you know. “Your appearance may look like a prince, but honestly, you don’t have any talent in acting.”
“That is why I don’t allow you to join the theater club. Even if you practice, I think it will only be a wasted effort.”
|I understand. I already expected you would give this kind of reaction in the first place, a strict one.
If I appear to be depressed over this amount of rebuke, becoming a splendid actor would just be a dream within a dream.
|No, I just normally reviled you.|
|Even so, you have no reason to reject me. I will also pay the club budget properly.
As long as you give me instruction, I will practice wilfully, so I won’t be a burden in that aspect too.
And also, a member of the student council came when you weren’t here… He said that the theater club will be abolished as it doesn’t have enough members.
If I join, the number of club members will increase and you can avoid the abolishment. It will be favorable on your end too, won’t it? So what’s the problem?
I can’t accept this. I want a reasonable explanation.
|Hm~mm… Well, It’s true that I don’t have any reason to forcibly drive you away. Everyone admires me, so they submit their club registration form.
Usually, they will give up in a few days and quit as they please…
And since I will be sad whenever I have to say goodbye, I am thinking of refusing the club registration form from the beginning.
|Don’t worry. I won’t quit. Once I set up my mind, it is my principle to carry it on.|
|Hmm. I know that it will be a wasted effort, so I feel sorry to drag you into the path of acting…
Well, but humans have infinite possibilities, after all.
I shall take a wait-and-see attitude for a while. I believe you’re the son of that famous actress, your lineage is above all excellent.
In the worst case, it may change radically.
|Hmm. I am not ashamed by my mom’s popularity, I will become a splendid performer. For that reason, I will accept any necessary hardship, and I want you to energetically give me guidance without holding back.
I shall submit my club registration form once again, so please stamp the president seal.
|Yeah, yeah… I got it, it’s my loss. It looks like you only have your guts, well, I shall kill my time with training you.
Hmm. You’re Hokuto-kun, the son of that famous actress Hidaka-san. Well, I’ll look forward to working with you in the future, is what I will tell you.
|Yes, I’ll be in your care. I will spare my free time and try my best.
President. I want you to give me advice immediately, see, I can’t grasp the role of “Prince” yet.
Why does a prince say “fuh” so many times, is there a problem with his diaphragm and the like?
|Hm~mm? I wonder what kind of fate this is. It appears a troublesome child just joined the club…?|