restless daily life

"Are you saying that the gold, silver, jade and gemstones on that puppet are real or fake?"

"It must be fake, who would do that for acting."

"The puppet's head is so realistic, but the color and details of other parts of the body are not."

"Get those details out, it's [Beep Film]."

……

"Father……"

Chitanda Eru withdrew her gaze from the stage, and asked with some restraint, "Do you think Miss Doll died in the end, or forgot everything, or pretended that she forgot everything?"

Obviously he did everything his grandfather said, but his final appearance was denied by his grandfather. The doll may not die, but his heart will die.

"Eru." Chitanda's father sighed softly, "You are my child, not my doll, but how can I be sure that you are a child, not a bound doll?"

You still insist on the goal that your father once gave you. Is this really your goal, or is it the answer you made under the restraint of your father?

"Well--"

Chitanda Eru frowned and pondered, she was sure that the source of her thoughts was indeed taught by her father since she was a child, just like a puppet lady in a performance, following her grandfather's teachings to become a virtuous person.Been lied to, helped, helped, rescued...these are all things experienced by the puppet lady, and they are no longer simply born out of grandpa's request.

The source of my current thoughts is my father's teachings, but they are just seeds.

What blooms is the footprints of myself running around, what irrigates nutrients is the intersection between myself and the people on this land, and what bears fruit is what I try to do. matter.

It's not a seed, but ultimately a desire to grow from that seed.

Because of this, the father hesitates and feels guilty, unable to really give approval.

How to deal with it?

Sure enough, I still have to ask someone for help. I am not very good at solving this kind of problem, so I just keep trying to emphasize that if I continue to persist like this, it will be difficult to get a solution to the problem.

There is no confusion in my heart, so it is time to ask for help without hesitation.

"Father, wait first!"

Chitanda Eru said something, got up and ran from the periphery of the stage to the other side, leaving behind her parents who were looking at each other.

……

The puppet and grandpa are probably talking about Yukinoshita's family?

If you have family conflicts, then I will write the conflicts into a drama, right?Terrible Minister.

But Miss Puppet and Mr. Scarecrow...

"It is the scarecrow who guards the field and drives away the birds. Without this task, the scarecrow would lose its meaning of existence... I don't know if the minister borrowed from the story of the little prince when he created it." Hikigu Hachiman said to himself Yu said, "Ms. Puppet and Mr. Scarecrow exist because of the exchange of eyes. Both have unique and special meanings to each other, and they are the sublimation of getting rid of the fake and becoming the real thing."

"Miss Puppet can still talk when she falls apart, which is normal, because she still has the eyes of Mr. Scarecrow? The last performance of restoring factory settings, because everything experienced was denied by the person who gave her goal, so everything Behavior has lost its meaning?"

"Without Miss Puppet's eyes, Mr. Scarecrow is just a pile of straw that was stuck in the field and forgot to recycle, denying all the traces of experience, Miss Puppet is the child of that grandpa."

It's not a whim, just sharing my thoughts.

Hikigaya Hachiman: "Oreki, what do you think?"

"That's right...the only person who will shake Chitanda to such an extent is the one who gave her direction in the first place."

Oreki Houtaro let go of the fingers pinching his bangs, the only reason for that to happen is what happened between Chitanda and her parents?But what reason do I have to interfere... No, Chitanda is strong, but at some point, that kind of toughness will show negative results-forced confrontation, refusing to give an inch, conflicts with no room for reversal.

It is very likely that you will hit yourself badly, after all, you will have a conflict of opinion with your parents... It should be the last resort to force it.

As a salted fish who has successfully dragged his parents to the point that "the son lives well, it's OK if he can do a good job in the future", Oreki Houtaro has a deep understanding of this.

If you want to say to your parents, 'I don't have any lofty goals or future ideas, I just want to live a normal life', then [-]% of them must arouse a serious educational attitude from the parents.But keep your words hidden, get ordinary grades in exams, do ordinary things, and never say any colorful words, and you will naturally be able to suppress your parents' expectations.

Although after taking the general martial arts high school entrance examination, it is enough to make the parents' thoughts rebound.

"Hikigu, what were your parents like?"

"Hmm..." Hikigaya Hachiman vaguely understood something, "Of course it's not as complicated as Chitanda or Yukinoshita's family... If I have to say it, I treat them as my parents and they treat me as my son, that's all."

Things like being friends with parents, talking seriously, and expecting and pressure from parents are too far away from me as an ordinary high school student.

Hikigaya Hachiman hesitated and said: "If it's a family problem, although Chitanda-san looks like a good boy and a good girl in the eyes of the elders, but she is a very stubborn person, I always feel that I will cause a scene where I hurt myself... ...Oreki, are you going to just watch and wait for her to come to you? Can she come to you for such a thing?"

"You are very annoying today, why?"

"It's just a whim, I want to see the world in the eyes of the minister."

Hikigu Hachiman put pressure on calmly: "Mr. Scarecrow, Miss Doll may be crying."

"I remember."

Oreki Houtaro glanced at Hikigaya Hachiman, got up and left the seat.

Hikigu Hachiman hurriedly followed, consciously fearless, and Oreki is not a minister, so what is there to be afraid of?After all, I have nothing to fear now!The minister has already seen himself naked, so what else should I be afraid of? !

I'm not even afraid of the minister, it's nothing to do with mere folding wood!

The two left their seats and tried to pass through the bustling crowd from outside the stage.

"Range."

"Borrowed and borrowed."

Chitanda's position is on the other side of the crowd...

I have to think about Chitanda's silence, how should I insert the topic... I am not that white shadow like a social nuclear warhead, who dares to say anything to people and has not been killed.

The only strategy I can think of is to find a way to suppress Chitanda who might become agitated, to postpone the family discussion for the time being, and to have a good chat with Chitanda later, to learn more about the situation...

The brain turned involuntarily, envisioning various possibilities and solutions, which even involved meddling in other people's families, the difficulty of communicating with adults, and all kinds of high energy consumption that always seemed unavoidable. can future.

He shouldn't have come to see this scene today, just like he shouldn't have offered to fill Chitanda's place in the morning.

It's not good, but I can't stop my feet, and I can't stop thinking——

"Oreki!"

Hikigaya Hachiman stretched out his hand and pulled Oreki Houtaro, pointed to the rear with a strange expression, and pursed his lips.

Oreki Houtaro looked over and saw a familiar voice muttering 'Sorry, excuse me' while walking among the crowd.

Really... As expected, Chitanda will not let me go.

Oreki Houtaro hurriedly ran after him.

"Sorry, let me borrow it, sorry, let me borrow it..."

Chitanda Eru is a little anxious, what if Oreki-san leaves first?

"Sorry, borrow..."

Chitanda Eru suddenly felt her hand being pulled by a force from behind, she turned her head in surprise, and when the figure of the other party was reflected in her wide-open eyes, her surprise turned into surprise in an instant.

Oreki Houtaro was a little confused for a while, he let go of his hand and said helplessly: "You ran too far..."

Snapped!

Chitanda Eru grabbed the opponent's hand again with her backhand.

"Oreki-san! Do me a favor!"

"Huh? Wait..."

Chitanda Eru pulled Oreki Houtarou and started running.

One thing descends one thing, the minister descends all things belongs to...

Hikigaya Hachiman scratched his head, suddenly a little curious, if Oreki has achieved this level, can the minister still carry out blasting?Well, it's tempting to do an experiment.

But forget it, getting close to the minister is dangerous in every sense, especially my current thoughts.

Complementary, dependent on each other, a relationship unique because of each other...are they like this?isn't it?

The people who were quietly lowering their heads and thinking in their hearts wanted to raise their heads, and they had already crossed their hands on their laps, and some couldn't help but want to let go.

Calm down, Hachiman.

……

……

"What did you express?"

Shirokage was packing up the costumes, and looked at Mai Sakurajima strangely: "What do you think you expressed?"

"I think you're implying me in every sense."

Mai Sakurajima's eyes are a bit deep and scrutinizing—the puppet who seems to be fulfilling the wish of her grandfather, the grandfather and the puppet who seem to have the same goal, are in essence conflicting, and there are contradictions that confront each other, and it is almost a matter of putting her mother and the puppet together. His name is engraved on it.

A certain person already had a record of playing disco in his own minefield, had encountered several conflicts between himself and his mother, and was also a black fan.

The level of ironclad evidence is so strong that he was shot on the spot.

Bai Ying said alertly: "You probably don't want to do it, do you?"

His eyes subconsciously locked on the opponent's hands, a bit of a bad impulse.

Mai Sakurajima stepped on Shirokage's toes lightly: "I just move my feet. Mr. Bai, don't answer questions with questions."

"You've got a picture." Bai Ying sighed, "The creator is the expresser, and he can't control how the content of the expression will be interpreted by the audience, what kind of opinions and criticisms he will get, do you know the triple realm of the creator and the audience?"

Mai Sakurajima folded her arms and said calmly, "I'll listen to you."

"If you look at a mountain as a mountain, you will believe what others say. If you look at a mountain as a mountain, you will not believe what others say. If you look at a mountain as a mountain, you will say whatever others like to say."

Bai Ying said sincerely: "You think I'm dancing in your heart, it's just because you misunderstood my expression and caused ambiguity."

"Then what exactly is your play?"

"A performance that existed objectively from the perspective of materialism, nothing more, no answer."

Bai Ying said with a smile: "If artistic expression has a unique answer that is recognized by everyone and comes from the heart, it only proves that art has died in the hearts of the people."

Mai Sakurajima was thoughtful, pressed down on her toes, and smiled: "So you mean that I like to say what I like to say?!"

"Calm down! This is your demonic obstacle, it's you who is in phase!"

Shiro Shadow pulled out his toes, turned around and continued to quarrel with Puppet Shadow and Mouthpiece.

"Is my doll not the most perfect? ​​Beauty and ugliness stand out! Beauty and ugliness change! Every part of the body can be plug-and-play! My performance is the best!"

"Mouthpiece, your performance lacks emotion and soul, it's just a pile of material."

"Forgive me! Both performances are not very good! I want technology to have technology, emotion to have emotion, and lines to have lines. One of you has to do the background voice, and the other has to be dubbed by me. Let's judge!"

Angelina sat on a small stool, moved a little farther away, and watched the quarrel with her hands dragging her cheeks to show a clear line of demarcation.

The audience probably couldn't guess the concentration of psychosis in the background at all.

Mai Sakurajima left backstage in her costume, and soon found her mother outside.

"Mom, how was the show?"

"The song is amazing, and the puppet's performance is wonderful. I missed that white shadow. The actor's ability is exceptional. Mai's choice is indeed right."

Sakurajima's mother sighed: "It's a pity that there are no reporters, and there is no preparation in advance. Are you going to put the performance video online?"

"...They didn't plan to shoot a video, and the most online is just a few fragments taken by some students."

It didn't exceed my expectations. This is something my mother would consider, how to make herself more famous, and how to become a more shining star.

The paths that seem to be the same are divergent, the mother is the grandfather who is not aware of it as long as the puppet, and I am the puppet who left the house and went on the road.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that it is the reflection of myself and my mother, and the lady doll is black and straight like myself.

If the mother really just used herself to make money, it would be much easier to make a decision.

"...Does mother want to pull my head off?"

"What strange things are you talking about? There's no play yet?"

"Yeah, maybe there's no show at all."

Chapter 140 Seven Bright Future

In order to prevent her husband from losing his bearing in public and ruining the family style, Yukinoshita's mother directly took Yukinoshita's father away.

"It turns out that father is the kind of person who has no skin or face?"