Uneasy daily life

"..." Sakurajima Mai's eyes twitched, and she suddenly realized, "Ahem—Hate Fan! You're really good at making connections!"

"I don't understand!" The white figure retorted, "What do you, a hero plus, understand?!"

"You wouldn't understand!" Feng Binhe added irritably with a kick, then belatedly realized, "Huh? Sister, you know..."

Mai Sakurajima smiled and said, "Know what? Does Kazuha know?"

"Cough cough! I had no idea!"

Feng Binhua immediately chickened out and pretended to be focused on trimming her nails.

"I've watched the program, and it meets the requirements, although it's a bit bland and lacks a bit of wow factor." Mai Sakurajima commented, handing the printed paper to Kazuka Toyohama. "Look, the hater-kun divided the plot into segments, so the choreography has to be done according to those segments."

"Oh, okay—I'll finish cutting the rest."

Feng Bin and Hua quickly started using nail clippers.

The white figure lying on the sofa expressed dissatisfaction: "What do you mean by 'plain and lacking a bit of wow factor'? Is this some kind of fairytale ending like 'And so, the three of them lived happily ever after'? You want a happy ending, but you think this ending is bland—that proves my creative approach is correct! I'll revise it to be more flavorful..."

“No changes, leave it as is.” Mai Sakurajima rejected the idea outright. “It’s a stage play anyway, the main forms of expression are dance and music, the story is secondary, as long as there are enough developments and transitions.”

"Hey! I'm about to tell you what creation is..."

The white figure straightened up and sat up.

boom.

Feng Bin and Hua kicked him in the chest, making him lie back down. He continued to turn his head and flip through the story: "Don't make a sound, I'm thinking!"

After the foot flipped the white figure over, the heel pressed down on the white figure's chest.

"Speaking of which, when Wu Cheng'en wrote Journey to the West, why didn't the Buddha use Five-Legged Mountain to suppress Sun Wukong?" Bai Ying suddenly brought up a strange topic.

Mai Sakurajima picked up the remote and turned on the TV, casually replying, "Of course it has to echo the earlier part where Sun Wukong didn't escape from the Buddha's palm. You're the author, don't you know that the story needs to be coherent?"

Bai Ying pondered, "No, we need to consider the plausibility! If a normal person catches a bug, they'll immediately throw it to the ground and stomp on it... I get it! It must be that the Buddha's leg nerves died!"

"what?"

"Because he sits cross-legged all day and relies entirely on flying to get around, it's reasonable that his leg function is ruined."

"Your line of thinking is quite reasonable."

Mai Sakurajima rolled her eyes.

The white figure remained silent for a few seconds before its gaze involuntarily fell on the toes on its chest.

Despite her profession of dancing and clubbing, her feet remained remarkably white and clean, without a trace of dirt, even possessing a translucent clarity—the soles of her feet resembled the surface of clear water, with the heels and toe joints adorned like plum blossoms, patches of pink and white spreading outwards. The arches of her feet curved like a crescent moon, with faint blue veins visible from the side. The interplay of white, pink, and blue created a unique and charming effect. Moving upwards from the soles of her feet, the ankles and heels undulated smoothly, and her calves, like jade bamboo shoots, widened from narrow to rounded…

Bai Ying stared intently and commented, when suddenly she noticed that the little foot involuntarily curled up. She looked up and met Feng Bin and Hua's glaring eyes.

Toyohama Kazuka: What are you looking at?!

White Shadow: What are you looking at!

Toyohama Kazuka pouted, hesitantly glancing at Sakurajima Mai who hadn't noticed her. She casually pulled her other leg out from under her buttocks, her heel striking the white figure's chest with a resolute air of mutual destruction.

Look, look! What's so interesting about feet? If you like looking, then all your feet will be beautiful!

"Stickman, aren't your toenails a bit too long?"

"Hmm? It seems like it's been a while since I had my hair cut. Could you cut it for me?"

Feng Bin and Hua casually pulled out nail clippers and tossed them over, then looked down to continue reading the story, pondering various dance poses and musical rhythms in their minds. Suddenly, they reminded each other with concern, "Just trim them neatly, don't cut the sides into the nail folds! Also, don't cut them too short, otherwise it'll be easy to hurt your toes when you practice dancing... Never mind, I'll just cut them myself."

Feng Bin and Hua became increasingly worried as they gave instructions, and hurriedly prepared to pull their feet back—this bastard might actually cut a jagged toenail for them! And who knows, he might even use that as an excuse to increase their attack power!

"Let me go!"

Bai Ying swiftly grabbed Feng Bin and Hua's ankles: "Such beautiful feet, it would be a shame not to cut them."

"...Don't cause trouble."

Feng Bin and Hua gave Bai Ying a warning glare before continuing to look down at the story, pondering the choreography and music selection.

The story is a rather simple love triangle...

The male lead falls in love at first sight with the female lead, showering her with praise, and then mustering the courage to make his advances, only to be rejected and left with just a friend card. Later, he meets the second female lead, who now falls for him. He hesitates, keeping his distance, but eventually, she musters the courage to pursue him, but without a clear outcome, and their relationship stalls. Then, as his relationship with the second female lead improves, he encounters the female lead again and discovers she's the second female lead's older sister. Meanwhile, the female lead's impression of the male lead changes; she understands him better and subtly begins to grow closer to him, creating a tangled mess of relationships…

And then, quite suddenly, the three of them lived happily ever after—that's how the bastard wrote it, the resentment practically rising through the words like wisps of black mist.

So, how did the relationship between myself, my sister, and that jerk end up like this? It seems a little different from the story?

Toyohama and Hana's thoughts drifted off. Hmm—it seems like a lot of things happened without them even realizing it, and then they started to have some special opinions about jerks, and in the end it all became a mess. But they thought it was alright and that's how it went... Hmm!

The feeling of being pinched on my foot was particularly unfamiliar and awkward, and at the same time, the coldness of the metal from the nail clippers touching my skin sent a tingling sensation through me.

Kazuha Toyohama controlled her emotions, pondering how to choreograph the dance… (＃`O′)! Why are you pinching my big toe like that? Are you feeling my bones?! Ugh! Don't press your fingers into the gaps between your toes, what kind of weird interlocking is this?! And you're deliberately moving around, are you trying to rub dirt out of between your toes? I'm a dancer, I pay close attention to foot hygiene every day! Do you know how many kinds of foot care products I have?!

Ugh! Don't pinch my toes like that! Even foot massages aren't done like that!

Feng Bin and Hua were starting to lose their composure and quickly tried to distract themselves. They knew they shouldn't have let that jerk trim their toenails… Stop thinking about it! Time to think about choreography!

Overall, the dance can be divided into four parts. The first part embodies the impulsiveness of love and is mainly performed by the rascal, while the older sister is responsible for being beautiful. Her movements are delicate and suggestive, with a feeling of gently scratching the soles of the feet with fingernails, causing the toes to curl up involuntarily, trying to clench the soles of the feet into fists... cough cough!

The second segment is simply the first segment reversed, but the character you play is more proactive, so the dance steps need to reflect passion and exuberance, and the movements need to showcase your own charm, as if you are directly wrapping most of your foot with your palm, the rough palm lines rubbing against the delicate skin of your foot, and your palm and fingers exerting force on your foot as if gently nibbling... Change the channel!

Hmm! The third part... the ambiguous feeling of the three people being close yet distant? Then we need to add some dance moves. Considering the bastard's dance skills, it should be a simpler ballroom dance, which will also make it easier for the three of them to keep the rhythm. At this time, there should be a feeling of being close yet distant, touching, but also withdrawing, fingers pressing into the gaps between the toes, but not completely touching and holding, with a slightly unsatisfying, itchy and entangled feeling... Ahh!

In short, everyone can just jump around and have some fun at the end!

Feng Bin and Hua stopped thinking and, their faces flushed, looked up at the white figure.

Bai Ying had already trimmed her toenails and was now catching her left big toe with great interest, rubbing her thumb back and forth on the tip of her toe at a high frequency.

"What are you doing? Cutting my toenails with your hands?!" Feng Binhehua gritted her teeth.

Bai Ying blinked and said seriously, "I'm polishing it for you. This is my professional after-sales service..."

Feng Binhua took a deep breath: "I'm going to kick you."

Bai Ying asked, puzzled, "Wait a minute! Why do we need a crime warning?"

Feng Bin and Hua grinned: "Because I'm going to kick along with my stunt double!"

White Shadow: "?!"

"Nisunai——!!"

boom--! ! !

That kick was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks. The white figure summoned a substitute to protect itself from injury, but it couldn't escape the physical force of the kick and was sent flying from the sofa into the dining room.

“Oh dear…” Mai Sakurajima shook her head and said subtly, “Black Fan is really good at all sorts of weird and wonderful tricks.”

Feng Bin and Hua rubbed their feet, their faces flushed. Unable to bear their sister's teasing and strange gaze, they quickly jumped off the sofa, put on their shoes, and ran back to their room.

"I'm going to choreograph!"

Chapter 702 Hayama Hayato: I'll roll!

"Tsurumi-kun, do you need anyone else for the performance?"

"Tsurumi-kun, I want to participate in the performance too..."

"I heard you're going to make a movie about Ultraman Tiga vs. Gatanothor? Do you have the Spark Lens?!"

"Tsurumi-kun..."

Rumi Tsurumi suddenly became popular, but she felt extremely strange and had a terrible headache!

Suddenly, classmates and even students from other classes, whether they knew me or not, all wanted to get to know me.

You guys really only think about yourselves.

So you're the only extra today?

Bai Ying put his arms around himself and said with a puzzled look, "It seems that the job of recruiting free extras is not going smoothly."

Tsurumi Rumi's small face was indifferent: "Well, so let's just forget about it—after all, I never agreed to let you participate in the performance, did I? You should ask someone else about this, like your teacher..."

"Uh...didn't anyone ask you?" Hayama Hayato asked, puzzled. "Or do they not know that they're recruiting kids as extras here?"

Rumi Tsurumi muttered, "What does this have to do with me? If you need elementary school students to participate in the performance, why don't you find them yourselves? I have no interest in theatrical performances."

Hayato Hayama opened his mouth, abandoning his intention to offer advice, but he couldn't find a way to bring up the topic. He scratched his head in frustration and turned his gaze to the white figure.

"If you're not interested in theatrical performance, why did you come over immediately when we asked you to rehearse?" Hachiman Hikigaya quipped precisely.

Rumi Tsurumi's eyes widened immediately, and she retorted, "What I meant was that I'm not interested in recruiting other people as extras!"

Hachiman Hikigaya said knowingly, "So you're interested in playing the chairman's role in a drama?"

“Um…” Tsurumi Rumi choked, pursed her lips, and remained silent with a blank expression.

Hayato Hayama asked, "Shirokage, what do we do next?"

"Of course, it's time to start rehearsals." Bai Ying stretched her arms. "I'm still preparing the costumes and props. They won't arrive for a few days, but whether we have costumes and props or not won't affect the rehearsals. Now, everyone take your positions, and I'll explain the scene to you."

Hayato Hayama asked curiously, "Didn't you say you were going to recruit more children as extras?"

By assigning this task to Rumi Tsurumi, she can naturally connect with her classmates and resolve the issue of being ostracized and neglected...

Wait a minute! That's what you're thinking, right?

“One child is enough,” Bai Ying said dismissively. “Extras only need to be background figures. It’s the main character who needs to attract all the audience’s attention to consider many things. You’re an outsider, so you wouldn’t understand—anyway, Hero Mini will definitely participate in the play, right?”

Rumi Tsurumi remained silent.

Bai Ying's voice rose: "Wonderful Mini will definitely participate in the play, right?!"

Rumi Tsurumi said with a straight face, "I'm not called Hero Mini."

Bai Ying nodded and exclaimed loudly, "The Hero Mini will definitely participate in the drama, right?!"

"#!" Rumi Tsurumi couldn't help but gasp.

“You should give up, because White Shadow will never give up,” Angelina said regretfully. “White Shadow always calls people by nicknames. I am too long to say, Hachiman is a subordinate general, and Hayama is a prince… It’s quite frightening if he suddenly calls someone by their name.”

Rumi Tsurumi asked incredulously, "You're just going to let him call you by nicknames like that?"

“Well…” Hachiman Hikigaya looked into the distance. “If someone gives you a nickname every now and then, and then forgets about it after a few days, it’s probably just to tease or make fun of you. But if someone calls you the same nickname for two years in a row… I can only give in to that kind of person’s persistence.”

Hayato Hayama added, "You'll get used to it."

Rumi Tsurumi: "..."

Are there problems with these high school students?!

The white figure continued in a booming voice, "Mini the Brave will definitely participate in the play, right?!?"

Tsurumi Rumi felt a little conflicted. Hmm... she really didn't want to answer him... It seems that participating in theatrical performances and such is something she should avoid...

Bai Ying took out her phone, opened a recording, and shouted loudly, "Hero Mini..."

"I attended!"

A personnel crisis was averted thanks to Bai Ying's understanding and skillful use of people.

Rehearsal begins!

——Spoiler Alert——

The rehearsal is over.

"Get out of there, all of you! Stuttering lines, awkward expressions, and clumsy movements—are you giving your graduation defense or reflecting on your lives?!" The white figure paced back and forth, frowning and pointing. "Your Highness, considering you're a newbie, I won't mention your embarrassing, awkward laughter and your inability to even act naturally. Show some of your 'social butterfly' aura! As someone handsome, academically gifted, athletically gifted, and a social butterfly, you can't even act out your everyday self?!"

Hayato Hayama's brow twitched. To be honest, being an actor and being an audience member are two completely different experiences, especially when it comes to the performance orchestrated by Shirokage: "Ahem... I don't think I would normally do that, would I? It's really... uh..."

Bai Ying glared at him: "What? You just accept it when others say you're handsome, but if I ask you to say you're handsome, I'll kill you?!"

Hikigaya Yawata commented, "Pretentious."

Hayama Hayato: "?"

Can these two mean the same thing?

"How dare you criticize others?" Bai Ying turned her attention to Hachiman Hikigaya, saying gravely, "My subordinate, you've been with me for two years, and you've had plenty of experience playing supporting roles..."

Hachiman Hikigaya sighed, "President, I don't think two short years is enough to fully understand your script."

Bai Ying said with heartache, "Now that I'm asking you to play a role that's natural for you, why are you acting like you're making your stage debut?!"

Hachiman Hikigaya thought for a moment and said, "President, I'm already a big popular person. I haven't been a youthful weirdo for many years."

"Your state of mind changes with your circumstances? In other words, we need to find a way to make you recall your youth..." Bai Ying pondered. "The simplest way is to let you experience it firsthand, so you can feel what it was like back then..."

Hachiman Hikigaya said solemnly, "Of course! I am still your loyal subordinate. You are just a minor character, leave it to me!"