Chapter 222 Scriptwriter

It's time to leave school.

More specifically about an hour after school.

In the empty school gymnasium, there was a slightly high-pitched, cool voice resounding in the room, making the sultry air tinge with a strange sense of depression.

"ready, go."

"Don't prolong the lines here...!"

"wrong……!"

"Cut...!"

Accompanied by the loud sound of "咚——", the girl slammed the paper tube rolled out of the script on the armrest of the seat, and showed her cold tongue mercilessly.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! The rhythm, timing, and emotional expression of the speech, all of which are not acceptable...!"

Contrary to the master's beautiful appearance, the irritability and anger in the words clearly entered everyone's ears, making the atmosphere extremely heavy.

On the stage, there was a group of young actors with ugly faces.

Under the stage was a beautiful scriptwriter with a cold expression.

However, in this confrontation with unequal numbers of people, the situation has always been firmly in the hands of the latter, so that many people dare not even take a breath.

It was in such a situation that a slender figure walking from outside seemed to ignore the current atmosphere, pulled a chair and sat down beside the lonely girl.

"Consolation, please use." The boy said in a calm tone, and handed over the canned coffee in his hand.

"...!?"

The temperature was transmitted to the face through the metal, which made the girl's expression soften a little, and then obediently raised her hand to take the coffee sticking to her cheek, and said thank you softly.

Seeing this scene, the students on the stage were stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst into surprise.

"President!"

"President Kato...!"

"Kato-san...!"

……

A group of people greeted him enthusiastically, with expressions on their faces as if they saw something, a savior who could save them from hell.

But then -

"Boom--!"

Another clear sound.

"Be quiet! It's still in rehearsal now...!" The dark beauty knocked on the script reel said so, so everyone fell silent again, but they all turned their praying eyes to the boy next to him.

One of the second-year girls who seemed to be a minister couldn't help but stand up and said: "Then... that, Kasumigaoka-san, has been rehearsing for so long, I think it's better for everyone to rest first."

"Well, yes. After all, it's almost 5 minutes in terms of performance time, which is indeed quite a long time."

In contrast to this "friendly" tone, Shiyu's left leg covered with black silk was always shaking, which truthfully expressed how much negative emotions he had accumulated so far during rehearsals.

"Although...although it is like this."

The voice of the girl who was the director of the drama department was already crying: "But we have already NGed 5 times in this short [-]-minute play! Everyone's nerves can no longer bear any more pressure. , so please... woo...!"

A pair of tearful eyes kept looking at Kato Yusuke.

It was as if a chain reaction had been triggered. Following this, the rest of the students also showed concern.

"...Is this the Les Miserables of Kasumi Shiko's version, Shiwa-senpai." Kato Yusuke turned his head to look at the girl beside him, his tone became a little subtle.

Shi Yu curled the corners of his mouth, but didn't speak.There is a bit of playfulness in the look, showing a unique charm.

Then he considered his words and said: "Otherwise, I'd like to let everyone rest for a while, Senior Sister Shiyu, it happens that I have something to confirm with you, is it convenient?"

The voice was not too loud, but it was just enough to be heard on the stage, so everyone focused their eyes on the two with nervous expressions.

As if waiting for the verdict, the venue suddenly became a little quiet.

Facing all kinds of gazes, the girl calmly lowered her head and took a sip of the coffee in her hand, with an expression on her face that seemed to be thinking.

Then Wei Wei agreed to the stage: "Okay, let's rest for 5 minutes... Please use this gap to remember all the points you just said in your mind."

The moment the voice settles down...

"Okay... okay!"

"Finally, finally saved..."

"Ah, it's too bad, I've reached the limit...!"

……

As soon as the tense nerves relaxed, the students lowered their shoulders as if they were relieved of a huge burden, and they gathered together to complain.

At the same time, he did not forget to cast a grateful look at Kato Yusuke, and he shook his head calmly in response.

Then he turned to his side and said, "It's all because the senior sister is too strict, and now all the favors are falling on me. Is this okay?"

"Hehe... Isn't that just right? Anyway, I'm not interested in these things. If they can respect you more because of this, I'd be happy to see it happen."

Shi Yu cast her eyes on him, "Still, don't you like this? Chairman." The tone at the end of the sentence rose slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth.

"I can't say whether I like it or hate it."

Kato Yusuke said lightly about this: "I just think this will affect the reputation of senior sister. If it's just this point, I should be regarded as annoying."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Especially this kind of favor has been fed back to me in the end, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"This sentence means..."

The movement of Shiyu's hands paused slightly, "Can I understand that you care about me? Kato-kun."

"Well, senior sister is right to understand this way."

The young man nodded, then took a sip of the coffee in his hand, Ou Lei, "After all, Shi Yu-senpai is my friend, so don't do this kind of thing next time."

Different from the black coffee he often drank, the coffee in his mouth had a strong milky aroma and sweetness, which gave him a novel experience.

And Shi Yu, who heard these words in his ears, nodded slightly with his eyes slightly moving, "Understood, I won't do this again next time."

"Well, thank you."

There was a little smile on the corner of Kato Yusuke's mouth, and then he changed his words: "But then again, is it true that you rehearsed NG thirty times? Wouldn't this be too harsh, Shiba-senpai."

"severe……?"

Turning her eyes to the girl on the stage, she thought for a while and said, "Although I think this level is only normal, the minister cried to me about such superficial things as too many lines and an exaggerated script."

In his words, he didn't seem to feel that he had done anything excessive, but only disappointed with this group of people.

……

(End of this chapter)

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