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Goal for the next extra chapter: 116/300
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"It's you—I finally got to meet you!" the girl said in an adorable accent. Her accent sounded like that of someone who didn't speak Japanese fluently. She definitely spoke another language at home or something like that.
"And you are?" Even though Rina told me this girl was a famous actress, I had never seen her before. She definitely wasn't that famous. If she were famous, I would definitely know who she was. I know this world's celebrities very well.
I even know directors who have only made a few films, writers with little prestige, and actors with only small roles. But this face, I've never seen it before… And her appearance stood out a lot. If I had seen her face before, I would definitely remember it.
"I'm Emilia. Emilia Takamori." The girl said with a smile. A smile capable of melting the heart of any boy her age. Actually, how old is she? She looked to be around my age at most—thirteen.
"I see."
"I've been so excited to meet you! I read your novel, Oregairu. I'm really enjoying it! I can't wait to read volume five! When is it coming out? Come on, tell me!"
She really likes talking, doesn't she? And she talks loudly too.
She's way too excited.
"I'm not sure yet, but I'm drawing the illustrations for volume five. I'm glad you're enjoying it, Emilia."
"Emilia! You called me by my first name!"
"Hahaha…" I let out a laugh.
"Here, let me introduce everyone. This is Anzu, that's Mira…" She started introducing all the extras to me. She seemed to have become friends with everyone, even though she had probably met them only today.
She was a very friendly person.
I greeted everyone with a smile, being as friendly as possible.
"By the way, do you have the script with you?" Emilia asked as she stepped away. She picked up some papers that were resting on a bench. "My script is here. It's probably the same as yours, right?"
She showed it to me. It was identical.
"Yeah, it's the same. I left mine in the dressing room."
"Huh? But I thought we were going to do a table read." Emilia pouted. "Don't you want to? It'll help us, you know!?"
"We can do that. I've memorized the entire script."
"Oh? You really are impressive! As expected of the author, Aoi Haruki!"
"You're exaggerating."
"Alright, come here." Emilia grabbed my hand and dragged me into the middle of the street on the filming set. "You're supposed to walk down this street, right? Walk and say your lines. I want to watch."
Her eyes were sparkling.
Since she was so excited, I decided to go along with it.
I walked while acting, pretending I had a bag slung over my shoulder.
When I finished the brief performance, I looked at Emilia, and she was drooling. Yes, literally drooling.
"You're amazing…"
Was she talking about my acting or my appearance? I wasn't sure.
I stepped away from Emilia, and she followed me. Then I sat down among the extras and asked her to sit as well.
"Let's do the bedroom scene. The female lead's bedroom."
"Well, that's… There isn't much dialogue in that scene, is there?" Emilia smiled. "Hehehe."
She seemed to be thinking about something pleasant.
I already knew what she was thinking.
That scene, despite having very little dialogue, involved a lot of physical contact.
In the script, the female lead sits on the male lead's lap so they can play together. By that point, they're already dating, and the commercial is close to its ending.
"Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea…" I said.
The director showed up shortly afterward.
A director I didn't know.
He called Emilia and me over to talk. The director and I were serious, but Emilia seemed to be treating everything like a game. However, the director appeared to know her very well, because he didn't seem bothered by her behavior.
After nearly fifteen minutes of discussion, we were finally ready to start filming.
The cameras were set.
The lighting was perfect.
The audio had been checked.
And I took my position.
Before the director shouted, "Action!", I looked at Emilia, and she was staring at me expectantly.
Don't worry. I'll give you a good show.
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POV: Third Person
When the director shouted "Action!", Kyo began walking casually down the street. The extras around him walked in the same direction, and some of them wore the same uniform as Kyo. They attended the same school.
With a troubled expression, Kyo said, "Do I really have to go to school today?"
After saying that, he started walking in the opposite direction.
It was an easy scene to film, and as soon as the director shouted, "Cut!", Emilia ran over to Kyo.
"Your expression was perfect! The way you sighed too… It was so beautiful."
"Beautiful, huh?"
The director then approached and started talking to Kyo. He praised him extensively.
Kyo thought, 'I didn't do anything special, and they're praising me. The scene didn't even last twenty seconds.'
Kyo held back a laugh.
Then, after some time, Kyo and Emilia moved to a new set. The new set was a perfect recreation of a girl's bedroom.
The room that had been built there suited Emilia perfectly.
At least judging by her appearance.
A room filled with stuffed animals and countless pink-colored decorations.
The moment Emilia saw the room, her face turned red instantly.
She's probably thinking unnecessary things. This girl might end up being even more dangerous than Aya Fuji.
The director started giving instructions to Kyo and Emilia. Unlike Kyo, who was paying close attention, Emilia spent the entire time staring at Kyo in a strange way.
Then the director said,
"Emilia, are you paying attention? Please take this seriously."
"I am taking it seriously!"
Kyo smiled bitterly.
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