After the program meeting and the interview, we went to the final shoot.
Under the studio lights.
Amagi looks cool no matter how many times I see her in costume, posing and flashing. Every time I come to work like this, I realize what a great girl she is.
“…… Hey, Orimura-kun.”
Amagi’s manager and the president of her office—Izumi Botan san.
She approaches me with a serious look on her face, her long flaxen hair swaying, and whispers in my ear.
“What’s wrong with her today? is she angry about something,……?”
“Oh …… well, that …… maybe.”
Amagi is cool and calm.
It’s hard to read emotions because of the default expressionless face, but if you’ve known each other as long as Izumi and I have, you can read the approximate thoughts of her.
“We’re in trouble, Orimura-kun! We’re a small and weak agency that only survives thanks to Amagi-san! It’s your job to keep her happy, right?”
“Even if you say that, I have no idea why she’s angry…”
“…By any chance, about the stalker? Orimura-kun took care of that, right?”
“It wasn’t related to that, but when we were talking in the car after leaving school, she suddenly became grumpy…”
I told the whole conversation in the car to Izumi san.
Then she nodded as if she had guessed something and looked away awkwardly.
“Aaah, that’s it….. that’s troubling ……”
“W-What? Did I say something so bad?”
“…I would like to tell you all about the situation and do something to protect the company, but if Amagi san finds out that I make a move, it will definitely hurt her pride, and she will definitely get angry and quit the agency…”
Izumi said.
If Izumi san made a move, Amagi quit the office?
What kind of Pythagorean switch would produce such a result?
I don’t know, but it seems I stepped on a tremendous land mine.
“Anyway,…… Orimura-kun, why don’t you be a little nicer to Amagi-san?”
“….I don’t know if I’m saying it myself, but I think I’m being nice enough. I would do anything for her, and in fact I have.
“I-I know that, but not that kind! I don’t know what to say ……! It’s too difficult. ……!”
Izumi san was puzzled.
In the meantime, the shooting was over.
Even after moving away from under the lights, Amagi’s moody aura is, if not heartily, less than before. I don’t know, but it seems that her irritable mode is over.
“Great work. Well then, let’s go home. I’ll take you home.”
As I said this, I held out a plastic bottle as usual.
Amagi accepted it, her eyebrows arched in a bewildered figure eight, her cheeks stained, and she took a small, deep breath on the spot. Then she clenched her fists and took a step forward with a thump.
“–…… stay with me tonight.”
She pulled the sleeves of my clothes and muttered in a sweet voice tinged with impatience.
Instantly, out of the corner of my eye, Izumi-san said, “Yes!” and struck a mysterious gut-punch.
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My best friend – Orimura Aradta – is very cool.
“Prince is good, but Orimura-kun is good too.”
“I know. To be honest, he’s the best looking guy among the boys, isn’t he?”
“Because she has always been a prince, and I can see why he’s like a knight.”
Although he is unaware of it, he is quite popular among the girls at school.
He has a well-defined face and stands a head taller than me.
Thanks to his daily training, his body is thicker and, in fact, stronger than most men.
And yet, he does not flaunt this status without any hesitation, which is cool, because it gives him a sense of being able to afford to do so.
“Orimura is really good at teaching studying”
“He’s too good at sports, as well as studying.”
“He came to help out with our basketball team before, and he really helped us out. “
He spent more time studying than anyone else to teach me, as I tended to neglect my schoolwork due to work.
As a result, his grades are among the highest in the school year. He generously shares his study methods and test-taking strategies with those around him, so the average score for our grade is unusually high.
He is also highly athletic and is often asked to help out in club activities.
When asked, he participates as much as time allows, and is treated as a bit of a hero because he leaves with positive results.
And above all–…….
“Don’t do it. Bullying and stuff is not cool.”
I met Arata when I was in elementary school.
I was bullied because of my uniquely Japanese appearance, and he was the one who defended me without any regard for what others thought of me.
At that time, I thought he was really cool and I fell in love with him.
Everyone calls me prince, but the prince for me is always Arata.
So I wanted to have that kind of relationship with him, but I was too afraid of what would happen if I did, so I didn’t say anything.
Even if this feeling does not reach him, he will always be by my side.
After time goes by and we both settle down, we can be together naturally.
I was thinking such naive thoughts.
……Until just a little while ago.
[I was nervous when someone suddenly said to be my sister, but when I met her, she was so cute]
I thought about what Arata had said in the car and gritted my teeth.
…… cute? Haa!?
Why …… why? You’ve never said that to me!
He never once said that to me!
Always always looking cool… Well, I’m happy about that though!!
But I also want to be told that I’m cute!!
[No, she really feel like an angel. When she look at my face, she’s smiling all the time.]
An angel?? What do you mean by “angel”?
I’m the one looking at your face!
I’m looking at you the whole time!
I even took a picture of you and secretly used it as the wallpaper on my phone!
I still have the purikura I took of you in junior high school in my wallet!
Well, I’m not sure if I’m smiling …… much, though.
It can’t be helped, I’m not very good at expressing myself. ……!!
[By the way, my name is Yoina-chan.]
This is the top part.
Yoina-chan. Yes, I think it’s a good name.
But you know what?!
Isn’t it strange that he immediately calls his new stepsister by her first name, while he still calls me, whom he has known for 10 years, by my last name?!
When I told him that, he shrugged and asked if I prefer to be called “chan” or something. ……!
Damn!!
You’ve got to be kidding me!!
You can call me Kurusu-chan too~!
“Ouji (Prince)-chan, your expression is a little scary. Can you make it a little softer?”
“……ah, yes.”
The photographer told me to correct my expression.
I should not do that.
I was so angry that I forgot I was at work.
…… But this is a serious situation.
Yoina chan. A girl as pretty as an angel.
There had never been a time when Arata had ever praised the appearance of anyone of the opposite gender other than me.
That means that the girl must have a visual quality comparable to mine.
Unlike me, she must be short like a girl, with a high voice like a little animal, and her boobs……she must be sweet
And the younger sister is definitely in love with Arata
Moreover, she is definitely the kind of girl who asks for a relationship right after meeting her. …But I understand how you feel. Arata is so cool.
In the not-too-distant future, these two will be spending time under one roof.
They will eat the same meals, watch TV together, and go out together on holidays.
They take baths together, touch and do things together, and then go to their room …… to hide from their parents.
Uwaaaaaaaaa!?!?!!!?!?!
Arata’s chastity!
The virginity that I was supposed to receive was taken by a woman who had just popped out! !
“What’s wrong with you today, Ouji chan? Is something wrong?”
“……, no, nothing.”
Once again, I disciplined my expression and huffed out a breath.
…I have to get her of Arata as soon as possible and make him mine.
I can’t keep saying things like I can’t be honest anymore or I’m scared of what might happen.
“Great work. Well then, let’s go home. I’ll take you home.”
Today
“–…… stay with me tonight.”
I will settle my relationship with this insensitive bastard.
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