Izumi | (It's the third day of the performance... nothing strange has happened since then. I hope things stay this way, but...) |
| (Ten minutes till intermission ends... I’ll check how they’re doing backstage.) |
Manager | Director, there's trouble! |
Izumi | What happened? |
Manager | Please, just come backstage—. |
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Banri | This is bad... |
Juza | Of all times, it had to be during the performance. |
Izumi | What's wrong, everyone? |
Sakyo | The props—the pistols are gone. |
Izumi | Eh!? |
Omi | We can’t find a single one. |
Izumi | (They were stolen...?) |
Sakyo | We don't even have ten minutes till intermission ends... There's no time to order replacements. |
| Since it’s come to this, we’ll just have to use real ones.... |
Izumi | No, we can’t do that!? |
Omi | Who's using a pistol next? |
Juza | ...Me. |
Omi | The scene after the intermission, huh.... There’s no way we can make it. |
Manager | The intermission is about to end! |
Izumi | ——. |
Sakyo | We can't have an empty stage. Let's go. |
Juza | Yeah. |
Banri | Dammit, guess we just gotta deal. |
Omi | Yeah.... |
Taichi | ..... |
Izumi | (What should we do. What can we do....) |
Announcement | “The play will resume shortly. We kindly ask that you return to your seats.” |
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Capone | “Luciano. To think that you were the traitor.” |
Luciano | ——. |
Izumi | (Eh!?) |
Capone | ——. |
Izumi | (Sakyo-san appeared at the wrong timing...!?) |
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Izumi | (What should we do? The story won’t make sense like this. Should we lower the curtains?) |
Juza | ...Could you leave it to me? |
Izumi | Eh? But Juza-kun, your lines come later—plus, we don't have any pistols—. |
Juza | ——. |
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Lansky | “Boss, please distance yourself from that guy.” |
Luciano | “!?” |
Capone | “Lansky....” |
Izumi | (A pistol....? No, he's just making his hands look like one.) |
Audience A | Hey, isn't that... his hand? |
Audience B | What about his pistol? |
Audience A | Maybe he forgot it? |
Izumi | (The audience is noticing... At this rate, the show will fall apart.) |
Capone | “I'll leave the rest to you, Lansky.” |
Lansky | “Yes.” |
Luciano | “You've got it wrong, boss! I never betrayed—.” |
Lansky | “Don't move.” |
Luciano | “——!” |
| “You fucker—do you think you can do anything for the sake of your brother!? You rotten heathen!” |
Lansky | “You always knew I was a heathen who'd do anything for money.” |
Luciano | “I'll fucking kill you!” |
Audience A | ..... |
Audience B | ...It's starting to look like a pistol. |
Audience A | Yeah. They’re recoiling when they shoot, and the timing is spot-on. |
Audience B | Yeah. |
Izumi | (Juza-kun... Everyone’s performing as if there are actual pistols. Amazing... They can pull it off!) |
| (I can leave the performance to them. I need to hurry and request replacements—!) |
| Manager, do you know where Sakoda-san is!? |
Manager | Eh!? Ah, if you’re looking for Sakoda-san, he's in the official guest seats—. |
Izumi | Thank you! |