Degarashi closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, exhaled slowly.
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Fluff Acting:
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Though his nerves remain persistent, Degarashi commences his performance.
Reaching down, he takes up the small decorative cloth, settling it over his thumb and forefinger like a cup. He directs his eyes slightly up, then speaks in a loud, booming voice. "Kampai!!"
He brought the cloth to his lips, effecting a drinking motion, then slammed his hand to the stage.
"Ah, Hida-san, it has been great to be out drinking with you!"
Degarashi turned to the left, his voice becoming softer and more feminine. "Yes, Hida-san, I agree, I am glad we could meet here tonight!"
Once again his voice became gruff. "Such a wonderful brew they have here. I'm glad we found this place."
"I agree completely, I am quite pleased."
"You know, Hida-san, we should keep in touch after this."
"Yes, yes we should. Where do you live?"
"Where do I live? Yes, um... it is down the road, follow the corner on the left, then it is the third home on the right."
"Ah, hmm. Down the road, follow the corner on the left, then third on the right? I'm sorry, Hida-san, but that house is mine."
"What? Down the road, left around the corner, third on the right is
my house."
"I assure you, it is my house."
Degarashi slapped the stage. "It is my house!"
He squared his shoulders and clenched his fists. "IT IS MY HOUSE!"
Degarashi covered his lips in shock, and his voice high and worried. "Bartender! Bartender! Hurry, you must intervene!" He pointed frantically.
Finally, his voice became flat and neutral, and he sighed. "Ignore those two, they're married."