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Drunken Bansai
"...Shinsuke..."
For some reason, Bansai had taken off his glasses.
And, more than any other time, his blurry face.
As if he was in a daze in the bathtub.
"Shinsuke~..."
"What's that?"
I could not help but answer him, he suddenly grabbed my hand.
"?!"
"…Shinsuke. Tonight, my head is strangely afloat. As if the marrow of my brain has gone fuzzy."
As soon as he said this, he shook his head from side to side, shaking it unsteadily.
I wondered what I should do.
"...Looks like, yeah."
"...I can see wing. Shinsuke...a one-winged angel..."
"What? Hey, your face too close, "
"Oh my sweet angel...my dear..."
I almost fell over, as he coming at me with a look of complete insanity.
"Heyyyy!! …Somebody!!"
"Huh? …Should I help you…? Well, hey, Bansai-senpai!! It's not like you!! Okada, help me out."
"……"
Nizou, called out by Matako, move heavily and pinion him.
Bansai flapped his hands, lazy motion.
"Shinsuke. Shinsuke..."
"Ahhh, no, don't!! Don't call me that~!!"
"Shinsuke...you swore to me...that we would be with each other when we die."
"N-no!! I just said we're both going to hell anyway!!"
"…I'll use my life and my power for you…you looked happy to let me say that... Oh, I'm yours, don't let me go for the rest of my life, that I was so ecstatic. …Shinsuke. Love you, "
"Woww!! Take this guy away!! Get the hell out of here, or into this guy's room!!"
"I'll stay with you for my life!!"
"Nizou. Please, man."
"Yes. …Excuse me, "
Nizou tries to drag Bansai away, but Bansai resists.
"Shinsukeee!!"
"Aah, shut up!! I know, I know!! I know what you’re talking about, so shut up!!"
"My sweet..."
"Stop thaaat!!"
"...Takasugi-san. I'm sorry, but could you please come with me to this man's room. If you do, I think he'll not resist."
"Ah..."
Nizou held and dragged Bansai along with, and I just followed them and trudged on.
I was already in too much bothered.
As he was being dragged along, smile and say, "Shinsuke," his cheeks tinted with laughter.
...A guy who rarely gets drunk, he's a toddler.
Nizou dropped him on the bed with a thud.
"Hey!! Sleep on the bed properly!! Don't let Takasugi-san worry you!!"
"Uh-h...Shinsuke...? Shall I play the shamisen? No...can you sing for me? I can't sleep if you don't!! Shinsuke!!"
"Don't make a fuss. ...Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep you little baby...♪"
"…Ha-ha, so happy..."
Then, when he got quiet, I tried to go.
And, "I want to hear more!!", he suddenly got up and made a commotion.
I sang again for a while.
He looked loosely and foolishly.
Nizou seemed to be at a loss standing next to me.
"…Do I have to stay here…? I've already brought him. Can't I just go my room?"
"You're with me, too!! I can't do this without someone to keep me company...!!"
"Ha..."
As expected, he was no longer awake, so we quietly left the room.
I thanked Nizou, "Thanks, that was a big help."
Nizou shook his head, and said, "It was nice to hear you sing, unexpectedly."
"…I can't see you, but I can feel Takasugi-san's presence very much if I hear your singing voice. Just I carried him, that's more than enough reward, sir."
I laugh bitterly as Nizou bows his head in an auspicious manner.
In the end, it's definitely because of these guys that I'm able to hang out with Bansai.
…I'm sure he'd like to say that, though, too!!
Who is that song for?
"...Another song for the idol again?"
I was listening to Terakado Tuu's new song, when he came up next to me and made a pout.
"...Shinsuke."
"You, look like an idiot. Writing about love and romance with this face!! Making all these stupid songs!!"
"What's wrong with you?"
I bent down on purpose, brought my face close to him, and said.
"...!"
"I won't know if you don't tell me. ...Shinsuke? Don't you like that I'm in this kind of business? It's for the good of our teams, too."
"...I know!! I'm just saying, like an idiot!!"
"You don't like these songs? Then, what kind of music do you want me to make? If Shinsuke sings, I'll make you a thousand or two thousand songs, whatever you like."
"...No, you idiot."
He pinch my coat and then, hugged me tightly.
…Wow.
"You wanted to be bothered? Okay, okay."
"...…"
Even when I stroke him, he remains still.
I'm deeply impressed, in the fact, that even this person has to be patient so as not to disturb me when I'm busy.
If he spoils me like this for that amount, I don't know what to do.
Too cute and praiseworthy.
"~~♪♪♪"
"I told you to stop!!"
"…I'm sorry. What kind of music do you want?"
"……"
As a test, I whisper a old song that he often sings, and his cheek rubs against my chest, so I sing more, wondering if this is what I should do.
The back of my coat is squeezed.
I put my arms around him too, and hugging him, I crooned.
Songs he sings often.
"…Bansai."
"Huh,"
"More."
"…Yeah."
Then I sing to him some more, and he finally smile and showed me his a good mood.
So, I begged him to 'sing you too', and we sang together and laughed.
The members who came there, were kind of blushing.
Seeing this, we laughed again, still clinging to each other.