Chapter 10: Respectively, what the

Chapter 10: Respectively, what the light in their palms illuminates is[sửa]

Christmas was upon us again this year as well. That being said, it was actually still Christmas Eve, but today was the day the Christmas event collaboration, coordinated by the respective student councils of the schools Sobu High and Kaihin Sogo High, was finally being held.
The day before yesterday was a half day due to the closing ceremony and we were blessed with a national holiday along with more time to work. Our state of progress wasn’t bad at all.
And since the event would be held starting from the afternoon, we were able to spend today’s morning on work as well. In the morning, as per Isshiki’s instructions, we were focusing our efforts on baking cakes and cookies. Because of spending most of yesterday preparing, even I felt there was a sweet aroma of the sort coming from all over my body.
Still, even with the sweet aroma, you couldn’t say the same of the atmosphere at all, evident by the busyness enveloping the cooking room of the community center.
And the person who ascended as the master of this cooking room was working at the kitchen counter, Yukinoshita.
“Hikigaya-kun.”
Although Yukinoshita called my name, she didn’t say anything further. Well, she probably meant to hand over the fresh cream at my hands. Wait, at least tell me directly… As I thought that, I handed her the bowl.
“Here.”
“Thank you.”
After taking it, Yukinoshita began coating the sponge with the fresh cream and then called out to Yuigahama who was working on the side.
“Yuigahama-san. Are you all done with sealing the finished cookie bags?”
“Uh huh, I just finished. Should I bake the cake too?”
Yuigahama stood up as she spun her arms around seemingly having stiff shoulders and asked Yukinoshita. When she did, Yukinoshita immediately answered without halting her working hands.
“That’s all right. So absolutely make sure not to touch anything okay? And I mean absolutely.”
“Don’t you sound kind of mean!?”
“Never mind that, would it be okay if you went and picked up the resting dough in the refrigerator at school?”
Without hesitation, Yukinoshita warded off the crying Yuigahama and spoke without stopping her working hands.
“Okay…! C-Can it really sleep?”
“It’s a figure of speech. It should be inside the fridge, so could you go get it?”
There wasn’t any room for Yukinoshita to accompany Yuigahama today evident by how occupied she was. Gahama-san was so, so pitiful. But truthfully, it really was busy and with the oven ringing just now, the cooking room was fully operational.
Yuigahama was going to leave the cooking room as she muttered things like “is it sleeeeping?”
And then, the doors of the cooking room creaked open shyly.
The face that popped out from through the door was Totsuka’s.
“Huh? What’s wrong, Sai-chan?”
“Oh, when I asked the student council, they said to go here. I was wondering if I could help out and stuff. Right?”
Saying that, Totsuka turned behind him and furthermore, Komachi’s face popped out and she waved her hands at me. I did mention to her to stop by to relax and apparently she did. Moreover, I could hear some weird coughing like “gefun, gefun, okopooon” from behind those two, but let’s pretend as if I didn’t hear anything.
“Onii-chan, should Komachi help out too?”
Komachi entered the cooking room along with Totsuka as she said that.
“Oh, Totsuka-kun, Komachi-san. Hello.”
When Yukinoshita greeted them, the two said their hellos with a smile.
“Both of them said they’ll help.”
When I said that, Yuigahama clapped her hands and turned to Totsuka.
“Okay, Sai-chan, can you come with me to school? It looks like it’s resting so I might not be able to carry it by myself.”
“Okay, sure… What’s resting?”
Totsuka left the cooking room together with Yuigahama while being confused by her unnerving explanation. Could they really make it back here with the dough…? I was kind of worried as if this was their very first entrusted task.
“Well, could I ask Komachi-san to help me over here then? Cookies or cakes, which are your specialty?”
“Komachi can do either!”
Yukinoshita was getting Komachi to help her with making sweets in her own way.
“I see. That’ll be a big help. In that case, please take care of the ginger cookies. The recipe’s over there as well.”
“Okaaay! To be making sweets with Yukino-san, Komachi’s so happy with how much progress there is!”
What progress were you talking about, huh? Once Komachi cleaned her hands, she quickly got started on making one thing or another with Yukinoshita.
As I was nodding and watching those two girls having a friendly chat with each other while making sweets, this time, I could hear a “gefun, gefun, morusa” cough very close by. Was that really a cough?
I couldn’t really ignore him given how close he was now, could I…? I gave up and turned in the direction of where I could hear the coughing. Directly behind me was Zaimokuza.
“Gefun, gefun.”
“Zaimokuza, carry these boxes of cookies with me.”
“R-Right… Perhaps you could explain the reason why I am present?”
“Nope, not interested. Ah, also, help me carry that set too.”
“I-Indeed.”
Unexpectedly, Zaimokuza obediently carried the box and we did some group work for a while.

× × ×

And then, the curtains were raised on the Christmas event collaboration
When I peeked out from the wing of the stage, there was a considerable amount of guests. Komachi, Totsuka, and even Zaimokuza were in the audience. I also spotted Kawasaki, Hayama, and the others close by as well. There was no doubt Kawasaki was here to see her little sister. As for Hayama and the others, Yuigahama and Isshiki probably called them.
Presently, Kaihin Sogo High’s program was occupying the event hall.
As for what their schedule was, they had band performances done by students from Kaihin Sogo High and the classical business concert which compared to what they had planned at the beginning, the volume was rather lower, but even so, the audience was showing a good response.
For what they squeezed out, coupling the differences of the band and classical musical together looked like it was seeing some enjoyment. The performing musicians were all given a loud round of applause.
And it was almost time for Sobu High’s program to start.
This time, my job was currently known as a super sub, not a particularly special position, but there wasn’t all that much to do. As such, I was loitering about.
While Isshiki and the others were going through some mishaps and the like, they looked like they were getting them sorted out thoroughly.
I was doing nothing at the wing of the stage since I had no tasks to do and I could hear a very deep breath nearby. Upon taking a look, Isshiki had a nervous expression as she peeked at the audience.
“How’re things going?”
When I called out to her, Isshiki turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ah, senpai. Gosh, it’s definitely baaad!”
“The scenario was nicely written and the only hiccups during the rehearsal were just the planning portions. You don’t need to fret over it so much.”
When I said that, Isshiki looked boastful as she puffed up with pride.
“The scenario was written by our secretary-chan after all. Besides… You senpais taught me a lot too… Ah, that’s right. I need to get going to the others, okay!”
Isshiki spoke her last words quickly as if trying to hide her embarrassment and noisily ran off. And when she exited the wing of the stage, she turned around.
“Ah, as for the timing to the final, please check with the vice president. Also, please take care of the cake as well.”
“Roger that, prez.”
I answered briefly and watched Isshiki off as she headed to the other officers.

× × ×

And then, the curtains of the stage were raised.
The audience lights went out and the stage lights were still off.
“One dollar and eighty-seven cents… That was all…”
A narration could be heard from the darkness. Following that, the stage was lit and Rumi, wearing a blonde wig, was lamenting as she counted her small change. The narration continued further.
“But, as I thought, it’s still one dollar and eighty-seven cents. The next day is Christmas too.”
I recalled this opening scene from somewhere.
Amongst the numerous books that were given to Isshiki from Yukinoshita, the one she chose was called “The Gift of the Magi”[1].
Not only was it short in length, but the number of characters was low. On top of that, the story was constructed from primarily narration, so there wasn’t that much individual responsibility for the actors and there wasn’t a need to break up into two groups of onstage and line reading actors. Considering how much time there was to prepare, this was probably the best choice. I was honestly surprised at the choice that went beyond what I suggested.
Compared to Kaihin Sogo High from earlier, the stage was adorned with a homemade feeling in a plain way. The costumes and other things were chosen with a lot of care, but even so, it didn’t come off as something from a school arts festival.
On the stage, Rumi unfastened her tied blonde hair and stood before the mirror, but she eventually wore her coat, put on a hat, and disappeared to the wing of the stage.
The stage blacked out and when the light returned to the stage once again, the stage was set up as a city in Christmas. The cardboard and plywood were painted, papers were posted, and backdrops that resembled buildings made of brick were created, and a tree that was carried was at the center of everything. With the backdrops surrounding the tree, it looked very big.
And then, the scene changed with the spotlight focusing on the signboard indicating “Mne. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds”. On the stage along with Rumi was one more person, a girl acting as the landlady of the shop.
Rumi took a step inside and gulped. And with her throat shivering, she mustered her courage and called out.
“…Will you buy my hair?”
She spo

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Chương 10: Tương ứng, ánh sáng trong lòng bàn tay của họ chiếu sáng là [sửa]Giáng sinh là khi chúng tôi một lần nữa năm nay là tốt. Đang được nói, nó là thực sự vẫn còn đêm trước Giáng sinh mà hôm nay là ngày Giáng sinh sự kiện hợp tác tệ, phối hợp của Hội đồng sinh viên tương ứng của các trường học Sobu cao và Kaihin Sogo cao, cuối cùng đã được tổ chức.Hôm kia là một nửa ngày vì buổi lễ bế mạc và chúng tôi đã may mắn có một ngày lễ quốc gia cùng với nhiều thời gian để làm việc. Tieåu bang chuùng ta tiến bộ không phải là xấu ở tất cả.Và kể từ khi sự kiện này sẽ được tổ chức bắt đầu từ buổi chiều, chúng tôi đã có thể chi tiêu buổi sáng ngày hôm nay của ngày làm việc là tốt. Vào buổi sáng, theo hướng dẫn của Isshiki, chúng tôi đã tập trung nỗ lực của chúng tôi vào nướng bánh và cookie. Vì phần lớn vào ngày hôm nay chuẩn bị, thậm chí tôi cảm thấy đã có một hương thơm ngọt của phân loại đến từ khắp nơi trên cơ thể của tôi.Tuy nhiên, ngay cả với hương thơm ngọt, bạn không thể nói như vậy của khí quyển ở tất cả, rõ ràng bởi busyness enveloping nấu ăn phòng của Trung tâm cộng đồng.Và người đã lên như là bậc thầy của phòng nấu ăn này đã làm việc tại nhà bếp truy cập, Yukinoshita."Hikigaya-kun."Mặc dù Yukinoshita gọi là tên của tôi, cô ấy không nói bất cứ điều gì hơn nữa. Vâng, cô có lẽ phải bàn giao kem tươi lúc bàn tay của tôi. Chờ đợi, ít nói với tôi trực tiếp... Như tôi nghĩ rằng, tôi tay cô ấy là bát."Ở đây.""Cảm ơn bạn."Sau khi uống nó, Yukinoshita bắt đầu lớp phủ sponge với kem tươi và sau đó được gọi là để Yuigahama người đã làm việc bên."Yuigahama-san. Tất cả các bạn đã làm xong với niêm phong túi hoàn thành cookie?""Uh huh, tôi chỉ cần hoàn thành. Nên tôi bake bánh quá?"Yuigahama đứng dậy như cô tách cánh tay của mình xung quanh thành phố dường như có cứng vai và yêu cầu Yukinoshita. Khi cô ấy đã làm, Yukinoshita ngay lập tức trả lời mà không ngăn chặn bàn tay làm việc của cô."Đó là tất cả các quyền. Do đó hoàn toàn chắc chắn rằng không để chạm vào bất cứ điều gì được chứ? "Và tôi có nghĩa là hoàn toàn.""Không âm thanh loại chứ!?""Không bao giờ nhớ rằng, nó sẽ được okay nếu bạn đã đi và nhặt bột nghỉ ngơi trong tủ lạnh tại trường?"Mà không do dự, Yukinoshita warded Yuigahama khóc và nói mà không dừng lại bàn tay làm việc của cô."Rồi...! C-có thể nó thực sự ngủ?""Đó là một con số của bài phát biểu. Nó nên là bên trong tủ lạnh, vì vậy có thể bạn đi nhận được nó?"Không có bất kỳ chỗ cho Yukinoshita để đi cùng với Yuigahama hiển nhiên ngày hôm nay của cô là làm thế nào bị chiếm đóng. Gahama-san đã là như vậy, vì vậy thương tâm. Nhưng trung thực, nó thực sự là bận rộn và với lò nướng chuông chỉ bây giờ, Phòng nấu ăn hoạt động đầy đủ.Yuigahama sẽ rời khỏi phòng nấu ăn như cô muttered điều thích "là nó sleeeeping?"Và sau đó, những cánh cửa của căn phòng nấu ăn phục mở shyly.Khuôn mặt mà popped ra từ thông qua các cửa là của Totsuka.“Huh? What’s wrong, Sai-chan?”“Oh, when I asked the student council, they said to go here. I was wondering if I could help out and stuff. Right?”Saying that, Totsuka turned behind him and furthermore, Komachi’s face popped out and she waved her hands at me. I did mention to her to stop by to relax and apparently she did. Moreover, I could hear some weird coughing like “gefun, gefun, okopooon” from behind those two, but let’s pretend as if I didn’t hear anything.“Onii-chan, should Komachi help out too?”Komachi entered the cooking room along with Totsuka as she said that.“Oh, Totsuka-kun, Komachi-san. Hello.”When Yukinoshita greeted them, the two said their hellos with a smile.“Both of them said they’ll help.”When I said that, Yuigahama clapped her hands and turned to Totsuka.“Okay, Sai-chan, can you come with me to school? It looks like it’s resting so I might not be able to carry it by myself.”“Okay, sure… What’s resting?”Totsuka left the cooking room together with Yuigahama while being confused by her unnerving explanation. Could they really make it back here with the dough…? I was kind of worried as if this was their very first entrusted task.“Well, could I ask Komachi-san to help me over here then? Cookies or cakes, which are your specialty?”“Komachi can do either!”Yukinoshita was getting Komachi to help her with making sweets in her own way.“I see. That’ll be a big help. In that case, please take care of the ginger cookies. The recipe’s over there as well.”
“Okaaay! To be making sweets with Yukino-san, Komachi’s so happy with how much progress there is!”
What progress were you talking about, huh? Once Komachi cleaned her hands, she quickly got started on making one thing or another with Yukinoshita.
As I was nodding and watching those two girls having a friendly chat with each other while making sweets, this time, I could hear a “gefun, gefun, morusa” cough very close by. Was that really a cough?
I couldn’t really ignore him given how close he was now, could I…? I gave up and turned in the direction of where I could hear the coughing. Directly behind me was Zaimokuza.
“Gefun, gefun.”
“Zaimokuza, carry these boxes of cookies with me.”
“R-Right… Perhaps you could explain the reason why I am present?”
“Nope, not interested. Ah, also, help me carry that set too.”
“I-Indeed.”
Unexpectedly, Zaimokuza obediently carried the box and we did some group work for a while.

× × ×

And then, the curtains were raised on the Christmas event collaboration
When I peeked out from the wing of the stage, there was a considerable amount of guests. Komachi, Totsuka, and even Zaimokuza were in the audience. I also spotted Kawasaki, Hayama, and the others close by as well. There was no doubt Kawasaki was here to see her little sister. As for Hayama and the others, Yuigahama and Isshiki probably called them.
Presently, Kaihin Sogo High’s program was occupying the event hall.
As for what their schedule was, they had band performances done by students from Kaihin Sogo High and the classical business concert which compared to what they had planned at the beginning, the volume was rather lower, but even so, the audience was showing a good response.
For what they squeezed out, coupling the differences of the band and classical musical together looked like it was seeing some enjoyment. The performing musicians were all given a loud round of applause.
And it was almost time for Sobu High’s program to start.
This time, my job was currently known as a super sub, not a particularly special position, but there wasn’t all that much to do. As such, I was loitering about.
While Isshiki and the others were going through some mishaps and the like, they looked like they were getting them sorted out thoroughly.
I was doing nothing at the wing of the stage since I had no tasks to do and I could hear a very deep breath nearby. Upon taking a look, Isshiki had a nervous expression as she peeked at the audience.
“How’re things going?”
When I called out to her, Isshiki turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ah, senpai. Gosh, it’s definitely baaad!”
“The scenario was nicely written and the only hiccups during the rehearsal were just the planning portions. You don’t need to fret over it so much.”
When I said that, Isshiki looked boastful as she puffed up with pride.
“The scenario was written by our secretary-chan after all. Besides… You senpais taught me a lot too… Ah, that’s right. I need to get going to the others, okay!”
Isshiki spoke her last words quickly as if trying to hide her embarrassment and noisily ran off. And when she exited the wing of the stage, she turned around.
“Ah, as for the timing to the final, please check with the vice president. Also, please take care of the cake as well.”
“Roger that, prez.”
I answered briefly and watched Isshiki off as she headed to the other officers.

× × ×

And then, the curtains of the stage were raised.
The audience lights went out and the stage lights were still off.
“One dollar and eighty-seven cents… That was all…”
A narration could be heard from the darkness. Following that, the stage was lit and Rumi, wearing a blonde wig, was lamenting as she counted her small change. The narration continued further.
“But, as I thought, it’s still one dollar and eighty-seven cents. The next day is Christmas too.”
I recalled this opening scene from somewhere.
Amongst the numerous books that were given to Isshiki from Yukinoshita, the one she chose was called “The Gift of the Magi”[1].
Not only was it short in length, but the number of characters was low. On top of that, the story was constructed from primarily narration, so there wasn’t that much individual responsibility for the actors and there wasn’t a need to break up into two groups of onstage and line reading actors. Considering how much time there was to prepare, this was probably the best choice. I was honestly surprised at the choice that went beyond what I suggested.
Compared to Kaihin Sogo High from earlier, the stage was adorned with a homemade feeling in a plain way. The costumes and other things were chosen with a lot of care, but even so, it didn’t come off as something from a school arts festival.
On the stage, Rumi unfastened her tied blonde hair and stood before the mirror, but she eventually wore her coat, put on a hat, and disappeared to the wing of the stage.
The stage blacked out and when the light returned to the stage once again, the stage was set up as a city in Christmas. The cardboard and plywood were painted, papers were posted, and backdrops that resembled buildings made of brick were created, and a tree that was carried was at the center of everything. With the backdrops surrounding the tree, it looked very big.
And then, the scene changed with the spotlight focusing on the signboard indicating “Mne. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds”. On the stage along with Rumi was one more person, a girl acting as the landlady of the shop.
Rumi took a step inside and gulped. And with her throat shivering, she mustered her courage and called out.
“…Will you buy my hair?”
She spo