I Was Reincarnated Into a Romantic Comedy World, so I Tried My Best to Make My Favorite Heroine Win, but for Some Reason, All the Flags Point To Me Instead! - Chapter 30 - Slump and Theater Date?!!

Chapter 30 – Slump and Theater Date?!!

“It’s my loss, Takeda-kun.”

Takanashi asked for a handshake.

I felt a little guilty, but I still shook his hand.

“Well… I mean, I’d already seen your outline, so maybe it was like playing rock-paper-scissors after seeing your hand. Maybe it wasn’t all that fair.”

I started babbling in a panic.

“That’s not true. I never would have thought of reversing the roles. I also think the comedic touch suits the culture festival’s audience.”

“Thanks.”

“Besides, I’m glad that our bond as best friends has grown stronger after our heated competition.”

“Yeah, right.”

Well, it’s true that it’s a staple of shonen manga for rivals to deepen their friendship after a heated competition. …But this is the world of romantic comedy.

Still, I never expected my plan to be unanimously decided.

I thought Mikan would be in favor of Takanashi’s plan.

Glancing over at Mikan, I saw Mikan’s cheeks loosen with a big grin.

“Ehehe, I’m looking forward to seeing Ikkun cross-dress!”

I see!

And the casting went just as I had planned, with Momozono-san playing the Maharaja and Takanashi playing the Beauty.

Mikan had originally put herself forward for the role of the Maharaja, but after a discussion between the two of them alone, Momozono-san was chosen for the role.

I don’t know what on earth they discussed at the time——but in any case, I’m glad that Momozono-san was chosen for the role.

Ahh, my plan is going so perfectly, I’m even scared of myself…!

“Okay, let’s all start preparing our costumes and sets——Takeda-kun, how long do you think it will take to finish the script?”

Rinko-senpai asked, and I scratched my head. I’d never written a script before, so I had no clue how long it’d take.

“Well… I think I can do it in a month.”

“Alright. Then we’ll start rehearsals in August. The festival is in late September, so we don’t have much time. Try to get it done as soon as possible, okay?”

“Yes.”

A month should be plenty. I already have the plot and outline.

——However, a month later, I realized that this estimate was too optimistic.

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“No! I can’t write!!”

I held my head in front of my laptop.

It’s been a month since I was supposed to write the script. I’m still only about halfway through.

No matter what I do, I can’t get any further.

Is this what they call a slump!?

Arghh, this is bad.

The other day, when Rinko-senpai asked me how things were going, I answered “It’s almost done,” but I’m only halfway done!

Yesterday was Saturday. It was a rare day off, the perfect chance to write. But instead, I spent the whole day playing games and surfing the web.

Today, I’d sworn to buckle down and finish the script.

Or so I’d thought…

“I just can’t get into it.”

I have not the slightest motivation today. No, not just today. Actually, just sitting in front of the computer makes me feel tired.

Hah~. But if I don’t write, my goal of getting Takanashi and Momozono-san together will fail…

Ping.

As I writhed in bed, at just the right time, I got a message from Rinko-senpai on my smartphone.

[How’s the writing going well? How far have you progressed? Can I get a digital copy of what you’ve done so far?]

“Ugh…”

What should I do? I can’t tell her that I haven’t finished it at all, so how should I respond?

I stared at the screen of my smartphone and sighed.

Maybe it’s because Rinko-senpai doesn’t use any emojis or emoticons in her messages, but her messages sound a little scary.

Is she mad?

She might be…

Ding-dong.

“Tatsuya! You’ve got a visitor!”

Hearing my mother’s call, I reluctantly got up.

A message followed by a visitor? Who could it possibly be at a time like this? Didn’t they realize I was busy——

“Good afternoon, Takeda-kun.”

Then, I saw a beautiful girl bowing at the entrance.

Pink hair, fair skin, and breasts that look like they’re about to burst——There’s no doubt about it, it’s Momozono-san.

“Mo–Mo…Mo-Momozono-san!?”

Why is Momozono-san at my house!?

Did she forget something or something? ?

Seeing me in a panic, Momozono-san bowed her head apologetically.

“Sorry for suddenly popping in.”

“N-No, no, it’s totally fine! But, um, what brings you here?”

I answered while pretending to be calm.

“Well, I was thinking that maybe Takeda-kun was stuck on his script.”

“N-no, that… Well…”

How did Momozono-san know that I was stuck on writing? Ah, it must be Rinko-senpai. I got a message from her on my phone earlier too. That must be it.

“Did Rinko-senpai tell you to come?”

“Eh?”

Momozono-san tilted her head adorably. It seems that Rinko-senpai didn’t send Momozono-san here.

“No, sorry. I just got a message from Rinko-senpai, so I thought that’s why you came.”

“No, that’s not it.”

Momozono-san took out a ticket from her small pink shoulder bag.

“Would you like to go see this together?”

“This is…”

What Momozono-san was holding in her hand were tickets to a musical that was playing at a nearby theater.