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On Saturday and Sunday, Watanabe Toru has been working on the script.

In order to calm himself, he left the Shinanomachi apartment and did not go to Jimbocho, which is more easily distracted. Instead, he found a quiet cafe.

Students perform dramas at cultural festivals, in fact, there is no need to work so hard.

Randomly find a masterpiece, such as the classic “Romeo and Juliet” and “Little Prince”.

Or take the story of Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty, change it here, delete some over there, and sprinkle it with rose petals. For high school students, it’s a good show.

The three people from the Human Observation Department performed the special drama.

Even if Watanabe Toru went up with a wooden stick, “Hey!” and “Ha!” Two clicks, it’s over, some people might say, ‘Wow! pretty! ’.

As for whether the drama is good-looking, people who will go to it probably won’t care.

But Watanabe Toru was not in order to cope with the school’s “all clubs must take out activities in cultural festivals”. He had a wish to achieve this:

Kiyano Rin and Kujo Miki reconciled.

“”The End of the World and the Cold Immortal Realm”?” During the club activities on Monday, Kiyano Rin flipped through the script written word by word by Watanabe Toru.

The handwriting is neat and tidy, as if it were printed at first glance.

“First of all, it has nothing to do with Haruki Murakami’s book of the same name.” Watanabe Toru is serious, “It’s like the title of many songs is “Sakura”, but the lyrics are completely different; and for example, It is pronounced’YUKI’, but there are more than 250 kinds of writing styles such as’Yumi, Yumi, Yumi, Yuwei… Yumi, Yumei” and so on. “

Kiyano Rin didn’t pay attention to Watanabe Toru, who he explained, reading the script each minding their own business.

“Miki, this script is the first draft, and it will definitely be revised in the future, so it is not printed.” Watanabe Toru explained to Kujo Miki, who is rarely reading.

“Give me the final version. By the way, my role must not have a lot of roles, but must be excellent, otherwise this Young Lady would not play it.”

“Of course, you are the leading actress in the best Oscar film “Iwate Prefecture to Tokyo, 400km”, last year’s Oscar Award for Best Actress, Berlin International Film Festival Lifetime Achievement Award, Golden Globe Award for Lifetime Achievement…”

“Can you please keep quiet, classmate Watanabe Toru?” Kiyano Rin raised his eyes and cast a cold gaze at Watanabe Toru.

“Okay, last year’s Oscar for best director.”

Kiyano Rin was deeply sighed, rubbing his brows like a headache, full of helplessness.

Watanabe Toru fell silent, only the sound of pages being turned in the activity classroom.

When the clock made a peculiar click on the hour, Kiyano Rin knocked the script twice on the beech wooden table, and the script immediately became neat and tidy.

“How?” Watanabe Toru closed and read the book.

Kiyano Rin put the script on the table, holding the elbow of the right hand in his left hand, the right hand stroked under the delicate cherry blossom lips, showing a pensive look.

“Looking for the girl at the end of the world, the girl from Immortal Realm, is pretty interesting,” she said.

“Passed?”

“Let’s do this for the time being.” Kiyano Rin put down his hand and picked up the script again, oh la la oh la la flipping through it, “The script is a script after all. Only by actually performing it can I know what is appropriate and what is not.”

“Just like painting, the draft looks good, but when actually painting, it still has to be constantly revised? I met Party A who kept making requests, the painter…”

“This topic, wait until I have time to talk about it.”

“Okay, I will help you write it on the calendar.”

“The script is confirmed, the next step is the role assignment, as well as the trivial things such as costumes and lighting effects.”

“For the role, look for the girl at the end of the world, starred by the Oscar heroine; and the one who can play against her, I think you are the only classmate Kiyano in the world.”

“There are four characters left, which one are you going to play?” Kiyano Rin asked Watanabe Toru.

“There is only one male character, right? Demon.”

“You have experience in women’s clothing.” Kiyano Rin explained, and then said: “Who are the remaining three characters looking for?”

“Mai Senior Sister, Teacher Koizumi, the last one, Ichiki Aoi or Tamamo Somei, anyone can.”

“Ask how many people are willing, and then ask them to audition.”

The drama of high school students at the cultural festival actually needs an audition?

Only Kiyano Rin in the world dare to think so.

“The role assignment is for now,” Kiyano Rin continued. “For props and costumes, please ask the Art Department and the Handicraft Department for help.”

“Director.” Watanabe Toru raised his hand.

Kiyano Rin lifted his perfectly curved chin gently and motioned to him.

“The current territory of the empire is only the wind department, and the fine arts department and the handicraft department have not been included in the territory.”

“Try to talk to them, we can’t do it ourselves.” Kiyano Rin didn’t care at all, he didn’t take seriously the small things of designing and making props and uniforms.

“I don’t use them for my clothes.” said Princess Kujo Miki, a craftsman and a cleanliness addict.

Kiyano Rin and Watanabe Toru set off, going to the Art Department and Handicraft Department.

The art department is on the second floor, and the usual art classroom is used.

Watanabe Toru once imitated Picasso here, drew a very personal style of ape-man, and won the highest evaluation ever-B.

Until now, B is still his highest score.

Fortunately, Kujo Miki’s innate talent for painting is very high. In the future, the two children will not have to lose on the starting line.

Before I walked into the art classroom, I heard noisy discussions and smelled the smell of paint on the tip of my nose.

But as the two entered the art room, the discussion immediately disappeared.

In this silence, the culprit, Kiyano Rin, spoke with her voice like a heavenly girl: “Who is the Minister of Fine Arts?”

She herself was very polite and didn’t mean anything else, but the people who listened unilaterally felt that her words could not be rejected.

“I, I am!” A round-faced, bob-headed, short girl stood up.

“Hello, this is Kiyano Rin from the Human Observation Department.” Kiyano Rin’s self-introduction is a waste of time.

Except for Watanabe Toru, who worked hard to study because she missed the opening ceremony, no one in this school didn’t know her.

“I’m Ogawa Kiyomi, Minister of Fine Arts.” The bob-headed girl hurriedly nodded in reply.

“Ogawa Senior Sister, let me take you a while, can you come outside for a while?”

“Um.”

Poor Ogawa Kiyomi Senior Sister, like a junior sister who was crushed by a senior Sister imposing manner, obediently followed the two to the outside of the corridor.

“Ogawa Senior Sister, does the art department plan to help other clubs design props and costumes during the cultural festival?” Kiyano Rin asked, holding his arm.

“Yes.” Ogawa Kiyomi nodded obediently.

Watanabe Toru, who is less than one meter and five meters tall, is still a bob, standing behind Kiyano Rin, has the illusion of partnering to bully elementary school students.

“The Ministry of Human Observation is preparing to perform a drama at the Cultural Festival, can you help us design it?” Kiyano Rin asked.

Ogawa Kiyomi’s face showed hesitation.

“Don’t be embarrassed, you can’t say it, we never force others.” Watanabe Toru comforted.

“No, no!” Ogawa Kiyomi hurriedly waved, “I didn’t mean this!”

“Worried about the bad design?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“Hmm!” Ogawa Kiyomi nodded hurriedly.

“Watanabe-san,” Kiyano Rin turned around, “You are the script writer, and with your clever and indecent head, you have calculated the measurements of our body, and the costume props are given to you.”

“I think’indecent’ is superfluous.”

Kiyano Rin ignored Watanabe Toru’s words, and went on to say: “The Art Department provides a plan. You are responsible for checking whether the role requirements are met. Can this simple task be done?”

“It’s okay, but what are you doing?”

“Lighting, venue, sound.”

“You have worked hard.”

“You stay here, I will go to the handicraft department alone, these things must be resolved as soon as possible, and then start rehearsal.”

After watching Kiyano Rin walking with her world’s first beautiful leg, Watanabe Toru looked towards Ogawa Kiyomi.

“Xiaochuan Senior Sister, please advise me more.” He said politely.

“Huh? Hmm, please advise.”

“Don’t be nervous, Senior Sister.” Although Watanabe Toru didn’t smile, his tone was kind. “I’m not a classmate of iceberg beauty Kiyano. I never do anything forced. Costumes are almost fine.”

Ogawa Kiyomi took a mouthful, subconsciously gratefully said: “very good.”

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“Watanabe-kun, the line draft of the heroine’s costume is finished, please take a look~~ (attachment.jpg)” (20:14)

“Still designing so late? Senior Sister hard work!” (20:15)

“It’s nothing~~” (20:15)

“Wait a minute, let me take a look” (20:16)

“Yes~~ If there is no problem, write it down to refine it, and then color it” (20:16)

“Does the waist of the skirt take a little more, and the skirt, it always feels wrong” (20:17)

“Okay~~” (20:17)

“I won’t post one by one, I will summarize it and give it to Senior Sister all at once” (20:17)

“Hmm~~Thank you~~” (20:18)

Five minutes later.

“Senior Sister, take a look, this is something that a layman thinks is not quite right (a page full of notebook.jpg)” (20:23)

“So much?” Kiyomi Ogawa subconsciously shouted out on the second floor of the four this Gu building.

“Senior Sister just watched the change. My art class was very poor, and the suggestions I gave did not even conform to the human body model” (20:23)

“Yeah~” (20:23)

“Thanks for the Senior Sister” (20:24)

Ogawa Kiyomi set the phone to always on, and changed the notebook in the photo one by one.

The phone ran out of power halfway, so she brought the charger again.

“Watanabe-kun, it’s changed~~” (23:06)

“Still making changes? Too hard” (23:07)

“Hmm~~” (23:07)

“It looks great at first glance! As expected of the Minister of the Fine Arts Department!” (23:08)

“Smile~~” (23:08)

Ogawa Kiyomi leaned back and relaxed the body that had been in a posture for a long time.

“Now at eleven o’clock, I can draw for another hour. I will work harder tomorrow, one piece of clothing for two days and five pieces of clothing for ten days. Excluding the weekends, it can be done before next Friday, leaving one week left , You can paint your own cultural sacrifice works.”

She planned the schedule.

She personally agreed to this matter, so sorry asked other people in the art department to help.

In addition to the activities of the Art Department itself, there are also performances in their respective classes, everyone is very busy.

The phone on the desktop vibrated, and Ogawa Kiyomi hurriedly sat up straight.

“Ogawa Senior Sister, you must have won the National Tournament Gold Award?!” (23:13)

“I took it in elementary school~~~” (23:14)

“I can tell at a glance, Senior Sister is the kind of person with talent!” (23:14)

“No, I just like to paint~~~~” (23:15)

Ogawa Kiyomi smiled and looked at the phone screen, typing text with his fingers lightly: If there is no problem, I will start to fine…

Not finished yet.

“This is my revised opinion, I have worked hard on Senior Sister” (23:16)

“The notebook is full of half a page.jpg” (23:16)

“……”

“Okay” (23:17)

“It’s not “okay~~”, is Senior Sister angry? It’s really sorry” (23:17)

The angry Ogawa Kiyomi was taken aback, and quickly replied:

“No, no, I just want to change it quickly~~” (23:18)

“Sorry, I misunderstood Senior Sister, Senior Sister has worked hard!” (23:19)

“Nothing~” (23:19)

“I know that you have worked so hard to raise that many opinions!” At this time, Ogawa Kiyomi had completely lost his clever appearance during the day, and looked fierce.

“I will change it tomorrow, let’s rest early today” (23:20)

“I’ll change it tomorrow! I’ll change it tomorrow! I’ll change my head! Go to hell!” Ogawa Kiyomi picked up the doll on the bed and punched her head indiscriminately.

Tired of playing, she picked up the phone and responded to Watanabe Toru.

“Okay (smile.jpg)” (23:22)

“Senior Sister, there is no “~~”, I am worried that you are really angry” (23:23)

“Ah–” Ogawa Kiyomi’s five fingers clenched into claws, her teeth clenched.

“No, no~~I also want to draw every picture and design the clothes better~~” (23:24)

“Is this the spirit of the painter? Too blushed with shame, learn from you!” (23:25)

“Nothing~ I’m going to rest~ Watanabe-kun also rests early~” (23:26)

“Good night” (23:26)

“Hmm~~Good night~~” (23:26)

Putting down the phone, the 1.5-meter-and-a-half-headed Ogawa Kiyomi put her left leg on the chair uninhibitedly, the right hand picked up the pressure-sensitive pen, and immersed herself in painstaking changes.

At midnight, it was half changed.

She took the doll and beaten up: “Are you asleep? Huh? You must be asleep? My mother is still changing the picture!”

At half past twelve in the night, there is still 1/4.

“Go to die! Go to die! Go to die!” The doll’s head never bounced.

At one o’clock late at night, Ogawa Kiyomi made a wild beast-like low roar, and finished the last few strokes.

“Watanabe-kun~ It’s changed~ Take a look~” (01:01)

“Go to hell! Asshole! Fool! A guy who doesn’t understand anything, just opens his mouth!” Swearing at the mobile phone, Ogawa Kiyomi went to bed with anger.

She swears from the bottom of her heart that Watanabe Toru will never ask for it again!

In the morning of the 2nd day, Ogawa Kiyomi opened her eyes and subconsciously reached for her mobile phone.

Below the time, there are several line messages.

“Senior Sister, I always thought I was a very hardworking person, didn’t expect you to be harder than me, too hard for you” (05:06)

“I can’t slack off either, this is an opinion (small half page full of notebook.jpg)” (05:10)

“It is getting better and better, I am looking forward to the finished product, let us make the best costume together!” (05:11)

“The best costume! The best costume! I killed you!” Kiyomi Ogawa shook her cute bob head and pinched the doll’s neck vigorously.

After 3 minutes, put down the doll and dialed the hair that ran to her mouth, she replied:

“Hmm~~” (07:23)

On this day, Ogawa Kiyomi changed her profile picture.

A little girl with a bob head, wearing big black-rimmed glasses, lifts the head from the tablet, and stares at the screen with ‘why don’t you die’.