Chapter 34
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Volume 1: First Performance: A Tragic Love Story Of A Young Lady And Spring Cherry Blossoms
Chapter 34: The Cross-Dressing Boy Gets A Fan Club
“Sorry for being so sudden, but… Kisaragi-san, would you be my girlfriend?”
“Huh… wha…?”
“From the moment I first saw you, I fallen in love with you. Please, go out with me.”
Faced with her beautiful, almost androgynous face like a painting, I couldn’t help but blush, open and close my mouth in shock.
Seeing my reaction, Senpai Ginjou, still holding her hand against the wall in a kabedon, softened her smile and leaned in even closer.
“…So? How about it? If you agree to be mine, I promise you won’t regret it.”
“I-I’m a girl, you know…? Dating between two girls is a bit…”
“I don’t think gender matters in love. I like you. That’s all there is to it.”
With those words, she flashed a mischievous smile, revealing her teeth, and her diamond-shaped earring dangled and sparkled near her ear.
At first glance, this senpai really… does looks like a man.
In a way, she’s the opposite of me, with my feminine face that could almost pass for a girl in drag.
“Such beautiful lips.”
“Ah…”
She lifted my chin with a quick motion, and I couldn’t help but let out a startled sound.
―――――W-What is this!? My chest just fluttered—fluttered!!
I-I’m not some masochist who enjoys getting kabedon-ed by a girl!!?
I’m not some weak guy who would pathetically say “Ah…” when cornered by a handsome woman!!?
“Hey, can I kiss you?”
“N-No, no, no, wait, please, wait!!!! This is a problem!! Everyone is watching!!!!!!”
“You don’t need to worry about that. Or… do you not want to be with me?”
Ginjou Haruki is incredibly beautiful and a girl with a beauty unlike any other, so as a man, I don’t have any particular ill feelings towards her, but—still, that’s beside the point. Right now, I’m pretending to be a different gender, and no matter how beautiful she is, I’m not so depraved that I’d kiss her!!
I haven’t thrown away my pride as a man, dammit!!
“S-Sorry, Senpai Ginjou, c-could you please move away? I have no intention of getting involved with you in that way―――――”
“P-Please step away from my Onee-sama!!!!!!”
With a loud shout, Honoka suddenly appeared and hugged me from behind, glaring fiercely at Senpai Ginjou.
Ginjou Haruki was momentarily surprised by Honoka’s sudden appearance but soon narrowed her eyes and flashed her usual enigmatic smile.
“So, you’re the one… I remember you, the girl who was with Kisaragi-san before… Honoka Hiiragi, right? I see, Kisaragi-san already has a little sister.”
“…Ginjou Senpai, right? What were you planning to do by getting so close to my sister?”
“I was going to kiss her. Because I like her.”
“K-K-Kissss!? Th-That’s not okay!! I can’t forgive anyone who tries to steal my sister’s lips by force!! Absolutely not!!”
Honoka growled like an angry chihuahua, glaring at Senpai Ginjou.
Seeing her reaction, Ginjou Haruki chuckled softly, placed one hand on her hip, and gave a small nod.
“It seems Kisaragi-san is well-loved. It looks like I have quite a few rivals. This won’t be easy.”
With those words, Senpai Ginjou raised a hand and turned on her heel.
“Since you have such a cute watchdog, I’ll back off for today. See you later, Kisaragi-san. I won’t give up on you.”
Leaving those words behind, Ginjou Haruki quietly walked down the hallway.
Since she’s supposedly the daughter of my father, I was cautious about her involvement with Kyoichiro Yanagisawa… but I never expected that she would come and ask me to become her girlfriend.
She’s really an unpredictable woman, in every way.
In terms of a stage role, she feels like a trickster.
That free-spirited attitude might be something she inherited from Kyoichiro.
(…..Is she really that man’s biological daughter… his secret child?)
If that’s the case, she would be my half-sister, but――――who exactly is she?
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“Ah, everyone! Kaede, Onee-sama has arrived!”
When I entered the classroom of the Acting Department with Honoka, five female students approached me.
They stood before me, clasping their hands as if in prayer, and gazed at me with tearful eyes.
“Kaede, Onee-sama! We were so moved by your performance the other day! We’ve never seen such a free performance, not bound by the script… It was truly amazing!!”
In their sparkling eyes, I could sense no trace of lies or flattery.
It seems they genuinely think my performance was good.
(…Was my performance really good…?)
As Kyoichiro said, if I performed like that in a formal audition… the judges would surely tear me apart. It was undoubtedly a mess, something unworthy of evaluation.
It was a selfish performance, only for my own enjoyment.
I ignored the script and created my own character. My ad-libs were like a tyrant’s, potentially breaking the story.
It was a far cry from the acting of the old me — Fuuma Yanagisawa’s acting, a completely unconventional and chaotic method.
But still, for me right now, that was my best performance.
If I could captivate the audience with my current performance, which I thought had matured as a performer…there is nothing that could make me happier.
“Thank you, everyone. Just hearing that makes me really happy.”
When I answered, the female students squealed with delight.
One of them, a beautiful girl with a side ponytail who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward.
She seemed excited as she clenched her fists and spoke.
“Onee-sama! Please Kaede-sama, we hope you would allowed us to join your fan club… and recommend us to your friends!!”
“Huh? A fan club…?”
“What? You didn’t know!? A fan club for you has already been formed in the first-year general, voice acting, and model & talent departments? I heard that it was organized by Hina Kasuga, your friend in the model & talent department…”
“Ehh…?”
I turned to Honoka, who was standing next to me, with a confused expression.
She gave a nervous laugh, her eyebrows furrowing.
“Um… I was wondering if I should tell you, but… Hina-chan and Hanako-chan seem to have started a fan club on their own, thinking they could make good money by selling Kaede-sama’s merchandise…”
Huh? What the heck are those two thinking? That gyaru girl and that chūnibyō bob-cut girl?
I’ve been trying not to stand out too much at this school, so what is this situation?
How can a fan club form in just three days? I’m just a virgin guy on the inside!?
I couldn’t believe it. Slumping my shoulders in disbelief, I hung my head, only to be interrupted by a voice from behind.
――――――”You again… Hey, you’re in the way! Don’t block the entrance!”
I turned to see the angry voice’s source—a girl with red twin-tails, Akane Tsukishiro.
She stood there with her arms crossed, glaring at me.
Swallowing nervously at her sharp gaze, I immediately stepped aside.
Akane snorted, passing by me.
And as she left, she muttered a single word.
“It must be nice to be adored. I’m speechless at the shallowness of those who worship an amateur girl like you.”
With that, Akane swished her twin-tails as she walked away to her seat.
Her departure provoked angry voices from the five girls surrounding me.
“What’s with her! She’s been so rude from day one!”
“She’s probably still holding a grudge because she lost to you in the audition. She seems to have a lot of pride.”
“She may be talented as an actress, but her personality is awful! Her fans would be disappointed if they knew what she’s really like!”
The five girls, who claimed to be my fans, loudly voiced their complaints about Akane as they returned to their seats.
Wh-What… their verbal attack was so scary…
If I were in Akane’s position… I’d be too scared to come to school after hearing such open criticism…
It’s terrifying… (imitating Honoka).
“…I hope Akane-san can get along with everyone a little better.”
“Yes…”
After exchanging those words with Honoka, we made our way to our seats.
