My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 330 Miyamura, I'm nervous too...

Shizuka Miyamura's gaze fell on the two people arguing on the stage, recalling Tsuna's words from a few days ago, "Well... it seems like there's only one role, the king."

Will he appear again later?

"It seems unlikely. She'll only appear in the first few minutes." Shizuka Miyamura shook her head.

As Princess Takagi's figure disappeared into the backstage side curtain, two deep red velvet curtains slowly closed toward the center of the stage.

Shizuka Miyamura and Tsuki Uzaki started talking about other things, waiting for the curtain to be drawn back.

"Phew... I don't have any more scenes to film." Tsuna breathed a sigh of relief, took the water cup handed to him by Shoko, and took a big gulp.

Only then did he turn to the side, with a sense of relief at having relieved himself of a task, and asked Ayumi Ajitani:
"I'll go change out of what I'm wearing first, and then I'll come back later, okay?"

Before Ayumi Ajitani could speak, Ms. Nanase walked up from behind and waved to her. She glanced at the two of them, nodded, and then led the venue setup team quickly toward the stage.

"No rush to change, sit down and rest for a while." Ms. Nanase turned to Tsuna and Shoko, her gaze lingering briefly between them, and explained with a gentle smile:

"Let's take a group photo after the event. We need to restore the auditorium to its original state after the school festival, and I don't want everyone to look so down."

Tsuna nodded, and Nanase-sensei, seeing this, said nothing more and walked towards the stage.

"Tsuna, how does it feel to be on stage looking at so many people below? Are you nervous?" Shoko gently grasped his hand, sat down in the backstage lounge, and asked softly.

“I’m not nervous,” Tsuna said casually, leaning back in his chair naturally. “It’s just like when we’re rehearsing.”

After saying that, he looked up and met the gaze of Shoko in front of him. Her slightly pursed lips and her unconsciously intertwined fingers revealed her nervousness.

However, most people backstage were in a similar state to Shoko; it was their first time performing an opera, so it was normal to be nervous.

"Relax," Tsuna said softly, then subtly tilted his chin toward a spot not far away.
“Look, Takagi doesn’t need to go on stage yet, so you can go and learn from him now.”

Not far ahead, Takagi was surrounded by two or three staff members. She tilted her head slightly, letting the makeup brush lightly sweep across her cheeks.

“Go ahead,” Tsuna continued, seeing that she was still hesitating. “If you’re still nervous when you come back, I’ll teach you a way to not be nervous on stage.”

"Hmm..." Shoko nodded slightly, stood up, and walked slowly towards Takagi.

Not long after Shoko got up and left, the empty chair next to her creaked open, and a dark figure suddenly darted to her spot and sat down.

"Who is this wild boar prince...?" Tsuna didn't even need to turn his head to look; a splash of pink caught his eye out of the corner of his eye.

"..."

After Shoko sat down next to Takagi, the two began to whisper to each other. Nishikata, who was standing next to them, remained silent, so Tsuna turned to look at him in confusion.

“What are you doing…?”

"Miyamura...I'm nervous too..."

"Then die."

"..."

Nishikata pursed his lips, and before he got the response he wanted, he glared at him with an unmistakable, almost mocking, eye roll.

Seeing that A-Gang had completely received the failure signal and was beginning to immerse himself in the dim light of his phone, he was too lazy to say anything more. He picked up his own phone and started swiping it vigorously with his fingers as if venting his anger.

The two occupied a corner, with only the glow of the screen, the surrounding noise, the faint clicking sounds, and a silent sigh in the air.

"If you want to see Takagi-san, why don't you just go there?"

Tsuna immediately turned off his phone screen and looked at him speechlessly: "Do I have to cooperate with this?"

"This time...it's different, okay?"

"For example?" "If no boys go to talk to Takagi-san, and I suddenly go there, won't everyone suspect that I like her?"

"..."

Speechless, Tsuna was speechless, but it also fit the image of a pure-hearted male high school student in the modern era.

After waiting a while, Nishikata saw that he was staring ahead without saying a word, so he nudged him with his shoulder and asked, "Miyamura, why aren't you saying anything?"

"..."

Tsuna remained silent. After a while, a familiar figure passed by in front of him, and he called out to the person, "Tanaka."

"Huh?" The boy dressed as the white rabbit stopped and turned back to look at Tsuna, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Without hesitation, Tsuna asked directly, "Do you know what Nishikata likes...?"

"Eh... wait!" Nishikata practically screamed as he sprang from his seat, frantically lunging at Tsuna to cover his mouth!
As if he had expected this, Tsuna dodged to the side and continued to ask, "Do you like any of the girls in our class?"

Having failed to stop him, Nishikata, like a deflated balloon, slumped back into his chair, the dull ache of his failed attempt and an even stronger sense of shame and anger still lingering in his chest.

He gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white, frantically trying to hypnotize himself:

"Calm down...please calm down! I've told this to that bastard Tsuna! There's no one else here! There's no way I'll be exposed!"
If he dares to say it, I... I'll deny it to the end... No, no, no, it would be best to interrupt this topic right now with an earthquake!

He kept glancing at Takagi, who was chatting with Shoko not far ahead, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that she hadn't noticed him at all.

The boy called Tanaka blinked a few times in confusion, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Tsuna's face, which seemed to be suppressing a laugh, and Nishikata's face, which was as stiff as a brick.

I have absolutely no idea what's going on between these two.

Tanaka scratched his naturally curly hair, his voice a little naive: "Doesn't Nishikata like Takagi-san? I think everyone in the class knows, right?"

After saying this, he was called away by his companions who were waiting not far away. Before leaving, he seemed to hear the sound of the stone slab cracking.

“See, Nishikata, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Go find Takagi-san, no one will say anything about you.” Tsuna poked the petrified Nishikata.

"..."

"What would you like to say?"

Gang saw him muttering to himself, but couldn't hear him at all. He moved closer and could hear him clearly.

"The whole class...the whole class...the whole class knows..."

"..."

"It's okay, Takagi-san probably doesn't know yet."

"Yes!"

Nishikata instantly realized what was happening, his eyes brightened, and the sparkle returned to his gaze: "If Takagi-san knew, she definitely wouldn't react the same way she always teases me!"

"..."

Tsuna watched Nishikata, who had regained his composure, speechless.

Sometimes, he had to admire Nishikata's ability to fill in the blanks and hypnotize himself.

"Aren't you right, Miyamura!"

"Yes, yes, that's absolutely right, it must be what you think."

"That's right!"

(End of this chapter)