When I Brought The Lost Little Girl To Her House, The One Who Came Out Of The Front Door Was The Most Beautiful Girl In The Grade. - Chapter 42

“Alright, today we want to decide on the roles for Cinderella, as I mentioned yesterday.”

The time for role assignments had finally come. I had been feeling restless since last night. It’s because Mimura suddenly told me that I couldn’t do backstage work, and I felt bad about it.

Votes were still being collected for the other supporting roles, or rather, roles other than the main characters. I guess everyone assumes that Shirasaka will play the lead role in Cinderella. No one volunteered.

On the far left, where it’s not very noticeable, there was a section labeled “Backstage,” and there were still only five people listed there.

I thought maybe this was an opportunity for me to do backstage work as I had hoped.

“Um, is anyone interested in playing the prince or Cinderella?”

“Yes! I want to be Cinderella!”

“K-Kuromi…?”

“What’s with that? Got a problem? I’m just saying I’ll do it since no one else wants to.”

“W-Well, yeah! Sorry.”

Maybe it’s because Shirasaka is taking the prince’s role, but I could feel the determination not to yield to anyone. However, I was worried if anyone would support her.

Then, perhaps realizing that having Kurumi would ruin the play, the outgoing guys from the popular group of boys said with a laugh, “Kurumi would suit the role of Cinderella’s bullying sister more, don’t you think?”

Everyone enthusiastically agreed. Kurumi ended up playing Cinderella’s sister, not Cinderella herself.

Kurumi was clearly not happy with that decision.

“So, who should play Cinderella then?”

“Well, how about the committee chairperson?”

“Huh? Me? Oh, no, that’s not possible…”

“But I think you’d be great!”

“I think you’d do well too.”

A few girls were advocating for the committee chairperson. It might seem rude to cast her as the bullied Cinderella at first, but I couldn’t help but think she would fit the role perfectly.

Moreover, since she switched from glasses to contacts, I heard more people had been calling her cute.

Somehow, the rumor that I, a guy, was confessed to the other day started spreading.

“But, you know, I’m not as cute as everyone else.”

“That’s just being modest! You’re really cute!”

“And, I can’t remember lines and stuff.”

“We can help cover that part for you.”

“And, also…”

The committee chairperson was diligently trying to find reasons why she couldn’t play Cinderella, but the girls seemed determined not to let her escape.

They were looking at her as if to say, “Just accept it already.”

“I might not live up to your expectations, but if that’s okay…”

“Alright! It’s decided!”

With those words, the role of Cinderella was determined. The committee chairperson reluctantly agreed to take on the role.

However, the issue was with the role of the prince.

“As for the role of the prince…”

From the surroundings, comments like “Of course it’s Shirasaka-kun, right?” or “There’s no one but Yuuta, huh?” clearly indicated that everyone already thought Shirasaka Yuuta would play the prince.

However, he’s the kind of guy who wouldn’t decline if asked, so he’d probably just say, “I’ll do my best,” with a bright smile and that would be the end of it.

That’s what I thought. However, it turned out to be completely different from my expectations.

“Sorry, as a member of the organizing committee, I can’t play the role of the prince.”

“Oh, I see…”

“I’m really sorry.”

“But that’s perfectly fine.”

If Shirasaka doesn’t do it, then who will? That’s the kind of atmosphere that developed.

In a situation like this, if someone were to raise their hand and say, “I’ll do it,” they must have been some kind of hero in their past life or something.

It would be reasonable for one of the guys who’s already playing a supporting role to take on the prince’s role. I felt that the atmosphere among the boys had become quite tense at this point.

As someone aspiring for backstage work, this didn’t concern me, so I was already thinking about what I would do when I got home today.

“Oh, I’d be better at playing a mouse.”

“What? You have no idea what you’re talking about!”

And so, an ugly argument began. What on earth were we doing…

“Doesn’t anyone have a suggestion for who should play Shirasaka-kun’s role?”

“Well, there’s someone I think would be good, but they’d definitely refuse.”

“Huh? Who? Who?”

“That’s a secret.”

For some reason, Shirasaka was looking in my direction. He was smiling awkwardly, but surely not… No, no. It would be a little unsettling if he were looking at me.

“Calm down, everyone!”

Mimura stood up with a loud voice. Could it be that Mimura would take on the prince’s role? To prevent any strain on the boys’ friendship at this point…

What a great guy he was. It’s almost enough to make me cry.

“What? Mimura, are you going to do it?”

“You fool!! Call me the director.”

“O-Okay…”

Isn’t he overreacting? Also, what’s with this director thing?

“Unfortunately, I can’t play the prince, but there’s someone who’s really suited for the role.”

“Shirasaka, right?”

“No, it’s not!”

“Then who?”

“Well, it’s…”

He was creating a strangely suspenseful pause. Didn’t he realize he was raising expectations on his own?

He briefly glanced at me. At that moment, Mimura had a sly smile on his face. No way… No, it can’t be…

“It’s Kuroda!”

As expected… It’s over. It seemed like everyone was expecting a huge backlash from them. Wait, what?

“Ah, okay.”

“Kuroda is fine.”

Contrary to my expectations of a backlash, everyone seemed to accept it.

This was bad. I was supposed to have the peaceful backstage role!

“Hey! Do I have the right to refuse?”

“Do you think you do? I’m the director.”

“What’s up with that…”

Then I felt a pat on my shoulder. It was Shirasaka. Was he sympathizing with me?

“Sorry… I’m asking you.”

“Do it for me.”

He was saying there was no one else that came to mind, but I wanted to say, “There definitely has to be someone else!”

“If you can’t do it, then if there’s anything I can help with, I’ll help.”

“…You’re really a good person.”

“I-Is that so? I’m just normal.”

What is he saying? There’s no way he’s normal.

“Anyway, Kuroda, you’ll take on the prince’s role, right?”

“T-That’s what I said!”

“Chairperson, have you made up your mind?”

With a pleading look in his eyes, he’s saying, “Will you stop bothering me, you guy?”

I quietly replied, “Yes.”