Reborn In Tokyo After Picking Up Sayu Who Ran Away From Home

   Chapter 222 Scriptwriter

   Time to come after school.

   More specifically about an hour after school.

  In the empty school gymnasium, there was a slightly higher and cold voice resounding in the room, making the sultry air contain a strange depression.

"ready, go."

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

   "No...!"

   “Cut…!”

   Accompanied by a loud "dong-" sound, the girl slammed the paper tube rolled from the script in her hand on the armrest of the seat, and showed her cold tongue mercilessly.

   "No, no, no, no, no, no, no! The rhythm, timing and emotional expression of the speech are all wrong...!"

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

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

   Under the stage, is a beautiful screenwriter with a cold look.

   However, in this unequal confrontation, the situation has always been firmly in the hands of the latter, so that many people dare not even breathe.

   In such a situation, a tall and tall figure walking from the outside ignored the current atmosphere and pulled up a chair to sit beside the arrogant girl.

   "Condolence, please use it." The boy said in a calm tone, and handed over the can of 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 she 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 they were immediately surprised.

   "President!"

   "President Kato...!"

   "Kato-san...!"

  …

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

   can be followed by—

   "Boom!"

   is another clear sound.

   "Be quiet! It's still rehearsing now...!" The dark beauty who tapped on the script reel said, so everyone was silent again, but invariably they turned their eyes to the boy next to him.

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

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

   Contrasted with this "kind" tone, Shi Yu's left leg covered with black silk was shaking all the time, truthfully expressing the negative emotions accumulated so far in the rehearsal.

   "Although...even so."

The girl's voice of the head of the drama department was already crying: "But we have already NG 30 times in this short five-minute play! Everyone's nerves can't bear more pressure now. , so please... woo...!"

   A pair of tearful eyes kept looking at Kato Yusuke.

   seems to have triggered a chain reaction, and after this, the rest of the students also showed a look of sympathy.

   "...Is this the Miserable World of Kasumi Shiko's version, Shiba-senpai." Kato Yusuke turned to look at the girl beside him, his tone becoming a little subtle.

   Shi Yu curved the corners of his mouth, but did not speak. There is a bit of playfulness in the look, showing a unique charm.

   He considered his words and said, "Otherwise, let everyone rest for a while, Shiyu-senpai, just as I have something to confirm with you, is it convenient?"

The voice of    was not too loud or too small, but it could just be heard on the stage, so everyone focused their eyes on the two of them nervously.

   As if waiting for the result of the verdict, the arena 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, her expression on her face seeming to be thoughtful.

   Then he said to Wei Wei on the stage: "Okay, then rest for five minutes... Please use this time to remember all the points you just said in your mind."

   When the voice settled down...

   "Okay... okay!"

   "Finally, finally saved..."

   "Ah, no, it's the limit...!"

  …

  As the tense nerves loosened, the students lowered their shoulders as if they had lifted a huge burden, and gathered together to complain.

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

   then said to his side: "It's all because the senior sister is too strict, and as a result, all the favors are now falling on me, is this all right?"

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

   Shi Yu turned his eyes to him, "Or, don't you like this? President." 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 to this: "I just think that this will affect the reputation of senpai. If it's just this, I should hate it."

   After he finished speaking, he added: "Especially when this favor was finally fed back to me, I feel a little uncomfortable."

   "This sentence means..."

   Shi Yu's hand gestured slightly, "Can I understand that you care about me? Kato-kun."

   "Well, senpai understands it correctly."

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

   Different from the black coffee he often drinks, the coffee in his mouth has a strong milky aroma and sweetness, giving him a novel experience.

   And Shi Yu, who heard these words in her ears, nodded lightly, "I see, it won't happen again next time."

   "Well, thank you."

   Kato Yusuke's mouth showed a slight smile, and then he changed his words: "But then again, is it true that NG has been rehearsed 30 times? Wouldn't it be too harsh, Shiyu-senpai."

   "Severe...?"

   looked at the **** the stage for a while and said, "Although I think this level is just ordinary, but the minister cried to me about too many lines and superficial things like the exaggerated script."

In the words of   , he doesn't seem to feel that he has done anything excessive, and some are just disappointed with this group of people.

  …

   (end of this chapter)