A3! ITARU CHIGASAKI [N] Backstage Story: ONE-MAN SHOW (Spring) ~That Time I Reincarnated as a Villain Prince~
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Itaru: So, the theme for my one-man act is "That Time I Reincarnated As a Villain Prince" , right? I've watched a good amount of reincarnation animes, so I guess I'm good with this.
Izumi: That's certainly a theme that you're good at, Itaru-san. Well then, start!
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Itaru: ...eh? Where in the world am I?
Itaru: I went to sleep straight after I came home on the last train yesterday. But it feels like I'm in a foreign castle. Moreover, I'm wearing these strange clothes.
Itaru: Is my reluctance to go to work causing me to escape reality with a weird dream? Haha, that could be true.
Itaru: Now that I think about it, is this place... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before. It kinda looks like the castle that was in an anime I saw last week.
Itaru: If I remember correctly, it was titled something like "That Time I Reincarnated as the Diabolic Prince Modis", huh?
Itaru: The setting of them anime revolves around a salaryman who woke up one morning and got reincarnated as the villain prince Modis in a game world.
Itaru: if the story is unchanged and follows the original plot, then that means Modis is hated by many and ultimately, gets killed by his own brother.
Itaru: The protagonist tries desperately to raise everyone's approval ratings while staying in Modis' body to avoid that horrible fate, which adds the comedy to it...
Itaru: ...Wait, are the clothes I'm wearing right now the same as Modis'? No way, am I in the same situation as the anime's protagonist right now?
Itaru: S-Speaking of which, in the anime, just after the protagonist reincarnates as Modis, his brother sends an assasin to attack him.
Itaru: The first episode had the protagonist defeating the assassin with magic, then he heals the assassin's wounds and the two of them become friends, and...
-Slash-
Itaru: WOAH, the assassin really came to attack! I'll be killed if I stay like this, so I have to fight for now! The magic spell was...
Itaru: Shadow Blade!!
Itaru: ...Huh? The assassin isn't moving. Maybe I'm just awfully strong right now.
Itaru: If I use this power effectively, I feel like I might be able to avoid the death route without having to desperately raise everyone's approval ratings like that protagonist did.
Itaru: For instance, I can use this power to first eliminate the biggest threat, my brother, and then I'll eliminate every single obstacle in my path, and eventually I'll be conquering the world.....
Itaru: ...Yeah, that route of life sounds fun. I was already sick of my ordinary salaryman life anyway.
Itaru: Might as well master the most vicious, most evil path there is! Hahahaha......!!
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Tsuzuru: Good work. Itaru-san, you were more into it than I expected.
Citron: He was so into his character, that now he only looks like the evil prince to me!
Itaru: Ah, fr? Honestly, I had tons of fun acting it out. I wanna try doing this setting again.
citron is SOOOOO the type where like. if he’s wearing something soft or he’s found a fabric with a particularly nice texture he HAS to make someone else feel it. hunting down saku to rub the sweater sleeves on his face to hear a muffled ‘oh wow it is really soft citron where’d u get it?’. hiding the label from yuki while he holds a nice scarf to see if mankai’s greatest tailor can guess the thread composite by percentage [he is scarily accurate]. doing a funny little dance for homare to show how nice and swishy his new pants r.
A3! Citron - Translation [SR] Bright Star of Blooming (1/2)
*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi
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Citron: The kabuki show the other day was wonderful.
The last act was especially memorable.
Azuma: Oh, that’s right. You went to watch one with Tasuku and Yuki.
How was it?
Citron: It was amazing.
They had cherry blossoms in full bloom!
Both the scale and intensity were different from our stage.
But it was a tender sight that warmed my heart.
It was like a scene I had seen before long ago in a picture book.
Azuma: (Cherry blossoms from a picture book…
I wonder, could he be referring to “Hanasaka Jiisan”?)
Citron: …
Azuma: …Fufu. Would you like your little brothers to see them too?
Citron: That’s right. Both real cherry blossoms and the cherry blossoms on stage are beautiful in their own way.
If possible, I want them to see as much of the world they have never seen before.
Azuma: That sounds lovely.
Citron: I would like to show and share not only the cherry blossoms to my brothers, but the other things I find beautiful too.
Even so, I do not think it is right to force them to look.
I would like to show them one day, when they say they want to see it themselves.
Azuma: (I see… he truly is kind.
He thinks just like a prince.)
Citron: But I have sent them pictures of the cherry blossoms before.
Maybe they will be satisfied by that.
Although, Navel did say he wanted to see the real thing too…
Azuma: In that case, you should call your brothers over once the cherry blossoms in the courtyard bloom.
No one will hold any grudges, and I’m sure everyone at the dorm will welcome them. What do you say?
Citron: …I will think about it.
-pause-
Citron: I can’t wait to talk about our kabuki performance~!
Itaru: By the way, wasn’t that Guy-san sitting in the back of the audience?
Citron: Guy is on filming duty.
We are going to send the video to Tangerine and Mika.
Homare: Shoot. So those two could not make it to the screening after all?
Citron: Unfortunately not. But I am happy at them simply saying they wanted to come watch it.
Azuma: Well, as long as there’s a video, they can enjoy it in Zafra too.
Izumi: I also gave them permission, so there’s no need to worry about that aspect!
Homare: They will absolutely love watching this footage. I am certain of it.
Itaru: You know, the more I try to remember this performance, the more the difficult words—.
Azuma: Fufu. Shall we save that kind of talk for the talk show?
Citron: That’s right. No spoilers!
Our time for that will come!
Itaru: I’ve been banned by the mods.
Homare: Yes, no spoilers or anything of the sort, please.
