"Saki-Saki, the cuff here seems a bit too big. Can you make it smaller?" Gold dal producer Ebina held the Little Prince costu just stripped from Hayama, pointing to the cuff area and requesting.
The Executive Committee was advancing the project like a raging fire, and the class was not to be outdone. In order to shine in the school festival performance and obtain the 'campus chat ticket' for a long ti to co, everyone in Class F threw themselves wholeheartedly into this campus activity.
Even Kawasaki Saki, who usually ignored everything outside the window and only focused on getting into university, was affected by the class atmosphere. Dragged in by Ebina, with her excellent needlework, she beca an indispensable backbone force in the "Little Prince" crew.
Without her, Hayama and the others wouldn't even have clothes to wear!
"Got it. Wait until I finish this one." Kawasaki Saki signaled Ebina to put the clothes down first. After she finished sewing the pilot's hat in her hand, she would imdiately start modifying it.
Miura Yumiko also walked over at this ti, holding paper for making silk flowers, and said to Ebina: "Hina, I bought the silk flower paper. What kind do you want to make?"
Mm, although Miura Yumiko is the nominal leader of the girls in Class F, in the crew, she still has to obediently listen to Director Ebina's arrangents.
Ebina took the colored cardstock handed over by Yumiko, folded it simply a few tis, tied a rubber band in the middle, then peeled it open layer by layer. A simple silk flower was thus completed.
"This will do. Later, stick them onto the cardboard box. When the Little Prince and the pilot look at each other, assemble them into a huge flower wall..." As Ebina spoke, so images only she could see seed to appear in her eyes.
Under the clusters of flowers, the handso Little Prince Hayama and the delicate and lovely pilot Totsuka gaze at each other affectionately.
'Tonight... you can't co over.'
'We are always together.'
"Oh, yeah♂~"
Bright red liquid gushed from Ebina's nostrils, just like her endless inspiration, directly frightening Kawasaki Saki and Miura Yumiko beside her into a daze.
Fortunately, Miura Yumiko reacted in ti, pulling out a sheet of paper used for making silk flowers and pressing it against Ebina's nose, avoiding blood dripping onto the costu in her hand.
Kawasaki Saki also quickly recovered, hurriedly taking out tissues from her pocket.
"Miura, let Ebina sit down. I have tissues here. Just catch the flowing nosebleed; don't stuff the tissue inside." Kawasaki Saki reminded.
When having a nosebleed, it's best not to stuff paper into the nostrils to avoid secondary trauma.
And Kawasaki Saki obviously knew the correct way to stop bleeding. Under her guidance, Ebina was quickly 'rescued'.
Ebina pinched her nose wing with one hand and waved the other hand nonchalantly towards Miura Yumiko and Kawasaki Saki, smiling nasally at the two: "Don't mind . Where were we?"
"Better not say it." Kawasaki Saki sighed, took Hayama's Little Prince costu from Ebina, checked that it wasn't stained with blood, and put it aside.
"Maybe you should rest first." Miura Yumiko also held her forehead and said. How many tis has it been? Suddenly getting a nosebleed while chatting, who can stand this?
"Ti waits for no one. This is a necessary sacrifice for art." Ebina had a heart dedicated to art.
Kawasaki Saki and Miura Yumiko looked at each other. Although the two didn't get along, at this mont, their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.
This guy is crazy.
"Eh? What happened to Ebina?"
Just as Miura Yumiko and Kawasaki Saki decided to send Ebina to the infirmary to calm down, Shinra walked in from the door holding a cara.
Upon eting, he saw Miura Yumiko and Kawasaki Saki surrounding Ebina, holding a ball of bloody tissue.
Not filming "The Little Prince" but planning to film "Full Contact" instead?
"Old problem, nosebleed." Miura Yumiko followed up.
During the employee activity in the sumr vacation, Ebina also had a nosebleed.
And now that school started and autumn arrived, the air beca drier than in sumr. Coupled with the pseudo-BL cody "The Little Prince" directed by her, nosebleeds beca more frequent under emotional agitation.
Kawasaki Saki looked at the cara in Shinra's hand and asked in confusion: "What are you doing with a cara?"
"Taking so activity photos to upload to the website for publicity." Shinra replied.
Speaking of which, this should be the job of the dia Publicity Group. However, because Haruno had been practically living at the school these days, running to the Executive Committee every day under the guise of 'practicing performance programs' but actually acting as a supervisor...
And she especially liked to pester Shinra with questions, yet she was so charming that people couldn't dislike her. Maybe this was the charm of a big sister.
Of course, Shinra didn't dislike Haruno's behavior, but her sister Yukino couldn't stand it at all.
So she simply sent Shinra out, clearly asking Haruno to choose one of two: either run to play with Shinra and don't get in the way here at the Executive Committee, or stay to help and don't pester Shinra.
As for what Haruno chose... the answer could be obtained from Shinra returning to class alone.
It seems the sister is more important.
"Need photos!" Ebina's eyes lit up upon hearing this. The scene she thought of earlier instantly floated into her mind. If it could be published on the school festival website, it would inevitably attract many like-minded people...
Miura Yumiko seed to see through Ebina's thoughts and pressed her back into the seat with a dark face.
"Be normal for !"
Usually, it was fine, but in matters involving displaying the collective image, Miura Yumiko obviously couldn't let Ebina ss around.
After all, Miura Yumiko didn't want to be regarded as a strange person by others.
So Miura Yumiko temporarily seized Ebina's authority and took over the subsequent work.
Yumiko said to Shinra: "Wait a mont, I'll go get Totsuka and the others."
Since they were taking publicity photos, they definitely had to invite the two leading actors.
Shinra nodded, then looked at Kawasaki Saki beside him, who put on her earphones again and planned to continue sewing costus. He asked curiously: "You made all these?"
"Just made so improvents." Hearing Shinra talking to her, Kawasaki Saki didn't put the earphones into her ears but hung them on her ears.
The costus for the performance were not sewn from scratch by Kawasaki Saki. She was just good at needlework, belonging to the category of amateurs, not yet at the level of making finished costus independently.
What she could do was add so accessories based on ready-made clothes to make the costus as close to the original work as possible.
Although not comparable to professional costus, it was decent among students. It could be seen that Kawasaki Saki put her heart into it.
"Didn't expect you to have this skill." Shinra picked up the pilot hat that had just been sewn and praised repeatedly.
Kawasaki Saki was a bit embarrassed by Shinra's praise. Turning her face away and lowering her eyes, she replied: "Not really a skill, just a hobby..."
"Can I take so photos?" Shinra asked.
Kawasaki Saki handed the clothes over and replied: "Please."
Unexpectedly, Shinra waved his hand and said: "What I want to photograph is the scene of you sewing clothes, as behind-the-scenes footage of the school festival preparation."
"This..." Kawasaki Saki hesitated. To be honest, she didn't like being in the lilight. putting photos on the school website or whatever, others might like it, but she respectfully declined.
Shinra saw Kawasaki Saki's concern and added considerately: "Only hands, not people."
"That's fine." Kawasaki Saki breathed a sigh of relief. Only hands were okay. Anyway, with so many people in the school, as long as the face wasn't photographed, not many people could recognize her.
"How should I cooperate with you?"
"Just do your thing normally. I'll find the angle myself."
Shinra signaled Kawasaki Saki to ignore him and just treat him as non-existent. A mature photographer would find the angle himself.
Hearing this, Kawasaki Saki didn't say anything more. She put the earphones back into her ears, intending to devote herself wholeheartedly to work as usual.
But after brewing for a long ti, she still couldn't get into the state.
Unknown if it was psychological or so other reason, Kawasaki Saki found she couldn't focus on modifying the clothes like usual, always distracted by Shinra beside her.
As everyone knows, sewing clothes is ticulous work. Moreover, the needle tip is sharp; a slight distraction can easily prick the finger.
Even experienced old tailors inevitably get hurt when distracted, let alone an amateur like Kawasaki Saki.
Sure enough, during a needle threading process, Kawasaki Saki had an accident due to distraction, as expected.
With a soft cry, bright red blood gushed from the pulp of her index finger.
Kawasaki Saki moved her hand away imdiately to avoid staining the costu with blood. Before she could take out a tissue from her pocket, she felt her finger being held.
Then she saw Shinra's head leaning slightly closer. What is he doing?
For a mont, classic scenes from many shoujo mangas flashed through Kawasaki Saki's mind.
"W-Wait a minute."
Kawasaki Saki said with a flushed face, while trying to withdraw her index finger from Shinra's hand.
"Don't move."
Hearing Shinra's words, Kawasaki Saki's movent froze, and the struggling force disappeared instantly.
She actually listened to him, lowering her head, not daring to move, as docile as a startled quail.
"Wait."
Shinra instructed, then returned to his desk, took out a pack of dical wipes and band-aids.
When he returned, Kawasaki Saki was still maintaining the posture just now.
Incredibly obedient.
Completely unlike the tough appearance she usually showed—a huge contrast.
Shinra first debrided the wound with a dical wipe. Because the wipe contained alcohol, the mont it touched the wound, he could clearly feel the soft hand in his palm tremble slightly, but soon relax again.
Bright red blood left a plum mark on the white wipe. Before long, a band-aid appeared on Kawasaki Saki's finger.
"Done."
After Shinra said this, Kawasaki Saki awkwardly withdrew her small hand, simultaneously uttering an imperceptible thanks.
"No need to thank . Rather, I should be the one apologizing."
Shinra knew very well that his presence made Kawasaki Saki nervous, which caused this bleeding incident.
In other words, Shinra made Kawasaki Saki bleed.
"No, no, it was my own carelessness." Kawasaki Saki hurriedly shook her head. She wouldn't bla Shinra for this. After a pause, she asked again:
"Then do we continue shooting?"
"Hmm, actually I've already taken a few. But now, I can take so more."
After all, she got hurt, so he definitely had to take a few more pictures of the injury to win sympathy and show the spirit of their Class F, right?
Only this ti Shinra didn't make Kawasaki Saki really work anymore but asked her to pose for a close-up.
Anyway, they were static photos; no one could tell without looking closely.
Not long after the shoot, Miura Yumiko and Ebina returned with the two leading actors, Hayama and Totsuka.
Shinra was pulled over to take photos. Ebina wanted to follow but was ruthlessly driven back by Miura Yumiko.
Helplessly, Ebina had to reunite with Kawasaki Saki.
"What happened to your hand?"
The ticulous Ebina noticed the new band-aid on Kawasaki Saki's hand imdiately.
"Nothing." Kawasaki Saki's tone was a bit stiff.
It wasn't that she had any opinion about Ebina, but she wasn't good at dealing with others' goodwill. Therefore, when replying, her tone would beco very unnatural, making outsiders feel like she was looking for trouble.
Perhaps feeling her answer just now was too stiff, Kawasaki Saki added: "Just accidentally got pricked by a needle."
Ebina didn't mind Kawasaki Saki's tone at all. After all, she knew Kawasaki Saki and knew the other party was just not good at expressing herself, so she wouldn't have any strange misunderstandings.
"Be careful~" Ebina reminded, then didn't ask further. She knew this was best for Kawasaki Saki.
Sure enough, seeing Ebina stop questioning, Kawasaki Saki visibly relaxed a lot.
The girl rubbed the band-aid that still retained residual warmth, her thoughts sowhat inexplicable.
"Speaking of which, indeed sothing is wrong." Ebina's words made Kawasaki Saki's heart skip a beat.
Thinking the other party saw a clue from her performance just now, just as she prepared to explain, she heard Ebina continue:
"With Yumiko and Mori-kun."
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