Izumi | Yaaawn... good morning. |
| Hm? |
Sakuya | ...Zzzz. |
Tsuzuru | ...Mzzzz. |
Citron | ...Mnmn-dayo. |
Itaru | ...Zzzz. |
Chikage | .... |
Hisoka | ...Zzzz. |
Izumi | Everyone just fell asleep here. |
| (Chikage-san is also sleeping with the group like it’s nothing. He really became a member of the troupe.) |
| |
| *Water running* |
Izumi | (Time to clean everything up!) |
| .... |
Chikage | .... |
Izumi | Huh!? You’re awake? |
Chikage | Your footsteps are so loud they’d wake anyone up. |
Izumi | Well, excuse me. |
Chikage | .... |
Izumi | .... |
| (But he’ll still help me wash the dishes.) |
| ...Oh, that’s right. Did Hisoka-san always fall asleep wherever he was? |
Chikage | Yeah. August and I took turns carrying him. |
Izumi | (So Hisoka-san is still the same after regaining his memories...) |
| Tasuku-san will be happy to hear that there’s another person to carry Hisoka-san around. |
Chikage | Why do I have to carry him again? |
Izumi | It’s a lot of work for Tasuku-san alone. |
Chikage | ...Sigh. |
| ...By the way, I’m going to stay here from now on as well, so. |
Izumi | Eh? |
Chikage | I thought it’d be better to tell you. |
Izumi | —It didn’t even cross my mind that you might leave. You’re one of the few people who can carry Hisoka-san for us, after all. |
Chikage | Director-san, you’re almost impudently optimistic. |
Izumi | Thank you very much. |
Chikage | I’m not complimenting you. |
| ...But you remind me of August a little. |
Izumi | Is it my optimism? |
Chikage | It’s your impudence. |
Izumi | Why did you have to choose that part? |
Chikage | Also, how you’re a pushy busybody. How you can focus on one thing like an idiot. How you’re overly familiar. |
Izumi | You have such a sharp tongue. |
Chikage | I couldn’t fulfill my vow to protect August, but... |
| I guess I’ll have protect you, Director-san. Because we’re family, right? |
Izumi | —. |
| (My heart skipped a beat for a second there, but... he’s probably just messing with me.) |
| Didn’t you hate women...? |
Chikage | Women... Director-san, you’re more like a.... |
Izumi | More like a? More like a what? Don’t stop there! |
Chikage | I thought women were beings who depended entirely on men, like my mother. |
| Selfish beings who would cling to a man, even if it meant casting aside and hurting everything else. All they could think about is themselves and their man.... |
Izumi | Eh.... |
| (His mother... Is that why he hates women?) |
Chikage | You seem different, Director-san. |
| ...Does that explanation satisfy you? |
Izumi | You’re not lying again, are you? |
Chikage | I wonder. |
Izumi | (I have no clue what he’s thinking as usual...) |
| *Thump thump thump* |
| ? |
| What was that just now? |
Chikage | Sounds like it came from the front door. |
| |
Kumon | Pardon me—!! |
Izumi | Kumon-kun!? |
Chikage | ...Who is he? |
Izumi | He’s Juza-kun’s little brother. |
Kumon | Good morning! |
Izumi | Why do you have all this luggage? |
Kumon | I packed everything I needed—! |
Izumi | Eh? Eh? What happened? |
Chikage | Let me get your older brother. |
Izumi | Please! |
| |
Juza | .... |
Kumon | .... |
Izumi | .... |
| (They’ve been silent for a long time....) |
Juza | ...So what happened. |
Kumon | Niichan! I... I wanna join the Autumn Troupe! |
Juza | ...What? |
Izumi | (Eeeeeeh!?) |