The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Chapter 3Volume 4 .2 - Shimizu-san and the Improvisational Theater
Shimizu-san and the Improvisational Theater 2
“That’s good to hear.”
“I wouldn’t be lounging around here otherwise.”
“Seto-san, did you have any trouble with today’s assignment?”
“…No problems.”
Seto-san’s expression didn’t change. Maybe she was a bit nervous about our first improv, as her speech seemed slightly more awkward than usual.
“It’s great that Seto-san also did the assignment diligently.”
“Thank you…”
What should I do?
I started without thinking ahead about what to do next.
“What’s the matter, staring at Hondō like that?”
Hearing Shimizu-san’s words, I turned my gaze to Seto-san. Indeed, Seto-san was staring straight at me.
“Is it okay if I say something that’s been on my mind?”
“Sure.”
“Why do you two, even though you’re already family, call each other by your last names?”
“Wha!? What are you suddenly talking about!”
What does it mean that Shimizu-san and I are family?
It took me a few seconds to remember the roles Shimizu-san and I were playing.
“It’s still embarrassing to call each other by first names.”
“Hey, what are you saying now!”
Shimizu-san didn’t seem to understand yet.
“Because it’s only been a month since we became siblings. The feeling of being a family still hasn’t sunk in.”
“…I see, I forgot I was supposed to be the younger stepsister.”
Yes, my role was the kind brother, and Shimizu-san’s role was the stepsister. Seto-san had taken advantage of our roles and set us up as step-siblings.
Maybe Seto-san’s acting was a bit awkward earlier because she was thinking about this setup.
“I see, Hondō-kun feels a bit embarrassed to call each other by first names. What about you, Kei?”
“Why are you suddenly calling me by my first name?”
“What are you talking about? I’ve always called you Kei.”
“You, are you my childhood friend!?”
That’s right, Seto-san’s role was the childhood friend.
It seems Seto-san decided to make Shimizu-san her childhood friend.
“So, Kei, why don’t you call Hondō-kun by his first name?”
“Grrr…”
“Glaring at me won’t change anything.”
“Well, there’s no need to rush into changing how you call each other, right?”
“But since Kei is already a Hondō (family name), I think it’s better to change from calling her Shimizu-san.”
Now Seto-san’s attention turned towards me.
“Even if she’s only your sister by marriage, you should call Kei by her first name.”
“Um…”
I looked at Shimizu-san. Our eyes met for a moment, but she quickly looked away.
“Just say Kei. Go on, try saying it.”
It wasn’t that difficult, really.
But something inside me hesitated.
“Seto-san thinks it’s strange for us to call each other by last names even though we’re siblings, right?”
“Yes, that’s what I think.”
“What about ‘Kei-chan’ then?”
“Wha!?”
“Kei-chan?”
“Yeah, like a nickname. It’s not a last name, so I thought it might be okay.”
“…It might be good.”
Good, I was worried it would be rejected.
“No way! What’s with ‘Kei-chan’!”
Just when I felt relieved, it was vetoed by the person herself.
“Kei, are you not okay with being suddenly called by your first name by Hondō-kun?”
“That is…”
“You don’t want to be called ‘Kei-chan’ by Hondō-kun?”
“Uh…”
Shimizu-san’s gaze darted around.
“You don’t want your kind Onii-chan to call you ‘Kei-chan’?”
Seto-san’s presence felt stronger than usual.
Maybe she was really getting into her role as the childhood friend.
“Alright, alright! Call me whatever you want!”
“Then, Hondō-kun.”
Her expression was the same as always, but the pressure was intense.
“Let me say it again, I’m looking forward to getting along with you, Kei-chan.”
“…yeah.”
“Now that Hondō-kun has changed the way he calls you, it’s Kei’s turn.”
“Ha?”
“Didn’t you hear? It’s strange to call each other by last names when you’re family. Change how you call each other.”
“You want me to call Hondō by his first name!?”
“There are other ways to call someone besides that.”
Perhaps she meant for Shimizu-san to use a nickname, just like I did.
“What should I call him?”
“Even if it’s out of obligation, Kei is Hondō-kun’s sister. Use that to your advantage.”
“Hey, that’s…”
What’s this?
The atmosphere is getting suspicious.
“Onii-chan, Onii-san, Nii-san, there are many ways to call someone.”
“Who would say that!”
My real sister, Teruno, also calls me Onii-chan.
I’ve never thought it was strange. But I can certainly understand why Shimizu-san would be reluctant to call me Onii-chan.
“Hmm.”
“What, you got a problem with that?”
“Well, it’s too much for Kei. I’ll give up.”
She’s clearly provoking him. It’s rare for Seto-san to tease Shimizu-san.
Having seen Ai-san tease Shimizu-san all the time, she must be imitating her.
“…I’ll do it.”
“I didn’t hear you. Say it again.”
“I said I’ll do it! It’s a piece of cake!”
“Really? Then say it to Hondō-kun.”
Shimizu-san and Seto-san’s gazes turn towards me.
“Um, well, you know…”
“Kei-chan, it’s okay not to force yourself.”
“I said I’ll do it, just wait.”
Shimizu-san takes a deep breath to compose herself.
“Kei-chan?”
“…Please take care of me from now on, Aniki.”
After saying just that, Shimizu-san turned away.
“It’s over! Thank you, everyone, for the ten-minute improvisational theater!”
With Runa-san’s announcement, the first improvisational theater by the second-year members of the Astronomy Club came to an end.
“Has it been ten minutes already?”
“Yes! How was your first improvisational theater?”
“There’s a lot I want to say, but was this how it’s supposed to be?”
“I think it was good.”
I was a little worried, but if Runa-san from the drama club says it’s good, then it probably was.
“…how did we do in your eyes?”
“May I speak my personal opinion?”
“That’s what I’m asking.”
Runa-san’s gaze shifts towards me and Seto-san.
“Do Daiki-san and Mio-san want to hear it too?”
“I’d like to know.”
“I’m interested.”
“Understood. First, Daiki-san! It was great that you took the initiative to start talking! It seemed to make it easier for the other two to join in. Good job!”
Runa-san gives me a thumbs-up with a smile.
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“It was helpful that you started the conversation.”
“Well, it definitely made things easier.”
“…Thank you.”
It’s a bit ticklish to be praised face-to-face like this.
