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Let's Bloom! A MANKAI☆Cheer
Chapter 3
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ItaruFootgear obtained! Victory is mine!
TsuzuruItaru-san, I brought the notebook.
ItaruI’m busy rn, so just leave it there.
TsuzuruSigh... I’m coming in.
Ugh, you made a mess again....
ItaruI’ve been busy with work lately.
TsuzuruNo, it’s because all you do when you come home is play games... You should clean up a little.
ItaruIt’s fine. I know where everything is, and I’ve arranged stuff so it’s as easy to use as possible.
TsuzuruAnd now you’re bringing out the same logic as my older bro...
Itaru...Which one? The eldest?
TsuzuruYeah. He’s always traveling and wandering and never comes home, but if I clean up his room, he yells at me because he can’t find anything.
ItaruSounds like we’d get along.
—Armgear obtained!
TsuzuruPlease just hurry up and write your message. We’re not gonna finish in time.
ItaruI’ll do it later.
TsuzuruI don’t want the notebook to get buried in this room, so I’m going to watch till you start writing.
ItaruBoo.
TsuzuruPlease hurry up.
ItaruYeah, yeah. Fine.
—Here, I’m holding the pen. Satisfied?
TsuzuruWhen you’re done, hand it to Citron-san and Sakuya.
ItaruYou know, I’m bad at writing stuff by hand. I’m on a computer all the time, so I forget my kanji. Doesn’t that happen to you, too?
TsuzuruI don’t know!
Itaru—That’s right, Tsuzuru.
TsuzuruYes?
ItaruSince you’re used to cleaning onii-chan’s room, feel free to clean this one too—.
TsuzuruEven if I clean it, you’re just gonna make a mess of it in no time, Itaru-san. I wouldn’t do it even if I got paid.
ItaruSo cold...
*Door closes*
ItaruNow for the message. What to do...
What did they write?
—Masumi’s page is hurting my eyes.
Tsuzuru’s is a private letter... guess I’ll go with something like that too.
....
(First anniversary, huh... I didn’t think I’d stay here for so long.)
(Three meals a day sounded great, but we all lived way too close for my comfort, and most of all, I had no intention of doing theater seriously.)
(I joined the troupe to save on living expenses... even I can admit that’s pretty awful.)
(It’s such a huge difference from Sakuya and Tsuzuru, who joined because they wanted to do theater. That difference in passion frustrated me during our first performance...)
Itaru“It's better for me to quit now; that way, you'll have time to search for a replacement.”
Izumi“......"
Itaru“So I'm thinking of telling everyone tomorrow—.”
Izumi“—Please wait!!”
“Are you still not interested in theater? Do you not care about standing on stage with everyone?”
Itaru(When Director-san stopped me back then, I couldn’t push her away. I don’t know why, but...)
(I was left hanging, and then they came along with a weird street act and stopped me. That act was really terrible.)
(But in the end, that’s what moved me...)
(No, maybe—somewhere in my heart, I wanted to stay. I wanted to stand on stage with them until the end...)
....
(Yeah, I’m glad I stayed.)
(I was happy that they told me the troupe needed me; I’m glad I stayed. Thanks to that, I found all sorts of interesting things other than games.)
...I guess this is thanks to Director-san, too.
“Take care of me from now on, too.” There we go.
There’s still some space left... I’ll doodle a game character or something.
ItaruSakuya, Citron, you here?
CitronYe—s.
ItaruThe notebook. Tsuzuru wouldn’t stop nagging me to write it and pass it on, so I finished in a flash.
CitronOh, the loot! I’ll deal with it!
ItaruSuddenly it sounds fishy. When Sakuya is done, pass it on to the Summer Troupe.
SakuyaAll right!
Itaru—Oh, this. You left it on your desk?
SakuyaYes!
ItaruMorning, Robo Number One.
CitronNow I’ll finish it in a bash, too~.
SakuyaYou mean flash.
Citron-san, what kind of message will you write?
CitronFufu... I have a secret weapon.
SakuyaA secret weapon?
CitronTa-da!
Sakuya...A brush pen?
CitronI can’t differentiate myself if I just write with simple letters. Now is the time for me to show off the special techniques Sakoda taught me...
Ultimate move... shashashashasha!
SakuyaWow, amazing, Citron-san! Your penmanship is beautiful. What did you write—.
“One cent at a time....?”
That’s, um, rather cheap.
CitronIt’s a phrase to express how fortunate you are to meet someone.
SakuyaMaybe you mean “Once in a lifetime”...
Citron....
(By chance, I saw the Spring Troupe’s street act on Veludo Way, and Director invited me to join this troupe....)
(I don’t think it was chance. I think it was fate.)
(Even when my pursuers came all the way to this town, and I tried to leave the troupe to keep everyone out of trouble, Director accepted me.)
(She stopped me because I was a member of this troupe.)
Citron“...Why would you go so far for me?”
Izumi“Because I need every single one of you to stand on stage together for the performance.”
“Citron-kun, I know that you’re working really hard on your articulation and intonation. Your acting keeps getting better and better.”
“But most importantly, I love seeing how happy you are during practice.”
“Plus, Citron-kun, you lighten up the air, and influence everyone around you in a good way.”
“I’m not the only one who feels this way; I’m sure everyone else wants to keep working with you as well.”
Citron(She accepted me without regard for my status—she accepted me for who I was as a person. That made me truly happy.)
(One day, I’ll have to say goodbye to everyone. But...)
(I won’t forget about this troupe. I won’t forget about everyone, no matter what. I can’t forget.)
...Director, my meeting with you will last a lifetime.
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