The following transcript is the cross backstage story of Minagi Tsuzuru SSR 【Attack of the Minagis】and Nanao Taichi SSR 【Skater Boi】
| Tsuzuru: | Not too many people here tonight, so this should be enough meat... |
| Tsuzuru: | Actually, is it enough? ...Nah, it's not, is it. |
| Tsuzuru: | They'll probably eat this much... |
| Taichi: | Ah, I'm so thirsty! |
| Tsuzuru: | Oh, welcome home, Taichi. |
| Taichi: | Sup! |
| Taichi: | You on cooking duty tonight, Tsuzuru? |
| Tsuzuru: | Yep. Izumi is helping another troupe and Omi's at a club retreat. |
| Taichi: | So? Whatcha makin'? |
| Tsuzuru: | Pork with fried ginger. Extra on the pork. |
| Taichi: | Whoa, that looks good! Gimme a taste! |
| Tsuzuru: | Ah, hey, that's--! |
| Taichi: | ...Tastes like meat! |
| Tsuzuru: | Well, what else would it taste like? I haven't added any seasonings yet. |
| Taichi: | Omi's cooking is good, but your cooking is like... manly! Just a whole buncha stuff in one place. |
| Tsuzuru: | When you've got a big family, it's easier to make one-pot meals. |
| Taichi: | Ah, right. You've got a lot of little brothers, right? |
| Tsuzuru: | Yeah, and two older brothers, too. So I used to be in charge of cooking a lot. |
| Taichi: | What? You're not the oldest?! I'm shocked! |
| Tsuzuru: | I never told you? |
| Taichi: | How many years are between you and your older brothers? |
| Tsuzuru: | Five years between me and the oldest, and three years between me and the second oldest. |
| Taichi: | Wow... must be real nice to have a big bro. Are you guys close? |
| Tsuzuru: | They left home years ago, so I haven't seen them much since then. I don't even know where my oldest brother is. |
| Tsuzuru: | I see my other older brother a few times a year during holidays. He goes overseas a lot, so I haven't seen him lately, though. |
| Tsuzuru: | He plays on a soccer team and they have games overseas and stuff. |
| Taichi: | Whoa, that's so cool! I bet he's super popular with the girls! |
| Tsuzuru: | He says he has a lot of female fans. |
| Taichi: | Man, that's so awesome... I wish I had a brother like that! |
| Tsuzuru: | Are you the youngest? |
| Taichi: | Nope, got a younger brother and a younger sister. |
| Tsuzuru: | What?! You're the oldest? |
| Taichi: | Yep. I'm the oldest! |
| Tsuzuru: | Wow... |
| Taichi: | Wow? Why? |
| Tsuzuru: | You're the last person I'd expect to be the oldest. I can't think of one quality you have that sounds like the oldest child. |
| Taichi: | What?! That's not nice! What does that even mean? What's an oldest child like? |
| Tsuzuru: | Y'know, like Omi. |
| Taichi: | Ah, yeah. Omi's definitely the oldest! He takes care of all the chores and is in charge of everything! |
| Tsuzuru: | He's more like a mom than anything, though. |
| Taichi: | Miyoshi's an older child, too. He's surprisingly good at taking care of people, and can basically get along with anyone. |
| Taichi: | Oh, right, I remember he said he has a little sister once! |
| Taichi: | He keeps saying he'll introduce me to her, but he never does! |
| Tsuzuru: | Hm, maybe he doesn't trust you with her? Never pegged him to be an overprotective brother. |
| Taichi: | He said he'd ask his sister and show her a pic of me. But she hasn't responded yet. |
| Tsuzuru: | O-Oh, okay. |
| Taichi: | I wonder why? |
| Tsuzuru: | Y-Yeah, I wonder. ...I guess some things are better left unsaid. |
| Taichi: | Huh? |
| Tsuzuru: | Juza seems like the oldest child, too. He's able to deal with Banri, and everything. |
| Taichi: | Deal with? You mean fight, right? |
| Taichi: | Ah, right, Sakyo's the oldest, too! He said he has a little sister. I keep telling him to show her my pic, but... |
| Tsuzuru: | ...Yeah, I know the rest. |
| Tsuzuru: | So Sakyo's the oldest too, huh? Guess there are a lot of oldest children in Autumn Troupe. 4 out of 5 of 'em. |
| Taichi: | Oh, hey! I guess you're right. |
| Taichi: | Mankai Company is full of dependable older brothers!! |
| Tsuzuru: | Yeah. I'd say they're more like a bunch of problem children... |
| Taichi: | I wish I could have a popular big bro... |
| Tsuzuru: | He has to be popular? |
| Taichi: | Well yeah, 'cuz then that would attract more girls to me, too! |
| Tsuzuru: | Have some more pride, man! |
| Taichi: | I'd take popularity over pride! |
| Tsuzuru: | You're really set on this, huh? |
| Taichi: | Give me a cool big bro! I want one! |
| Tsuzuru: | Having an older brother isn't that great, you know. Since they're both gone, I have to do all the chores. |
| Taichi: | Cookin' for all of your little bros...I'm moved, man! You're like a stay at home dad! |
| Tsuzuru: | Is that a compliment? |
| Taichi: | Guys who can cook are awesome! |
| Tsuzuru: | You think so? |
| Taichi: | Yeah, girls love guys who can cook! |
| Tsuzuru: | You really have a one-track mind! |
| Taichi: | Life is all about popularity! You gotta eat to be popular, sleep to be popular, work to be popular! |
| Tsuzuru: | You're so devoted to this mission. I'm honestly kinda impressed. |
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| Tsuzuru: | Hm, Izumi and Omi won't be home till tonight... |
| Tsuzuru: | What should I do for lunch? |
| Tsuzuru: | There's some leftover ingredients from last night, so maybe I'll make some fried rice... |
| Tsuzuru: | Huh?! |
| Tsuzuru: | What was that noise? I heard it coming from the kitchen... |
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| Tsuzuru: | What the heck?! The kitchen's a wreck! |
| Taichi: | Owww... |
| Tsuzuru: | What happened? Was there a burglar?! |
| Taichi: | A burglar?! Where?! |
| Tsuzuru: | The kitchen's a total mess! |
| Taichi: | Oh, no, no... I was trying to cook, and... |
| Tsuzuru: | This doesn't look like someone was trying to cook here!! |
| Taichi: | I kinda messed up a teeny bit. |
| Tsuzuru: | A teeny bit?! This is a murder scene... with food! |
| Taichi: | It was an impulse, all right? |
| Tsuzuru: | You're banned from the kitchen. For five years. |
| Taichi: | What?! Can't you give me a lighter sentence?! I beg you!! |
| Tsuzuru: | ...Fine, whatever. What were you trying to make anyway? |
| Taichi: | Fried rice. |
| Tsuzuru: | Okay, let's start simple. What the heck were you doing with tuna, and why the heck is it this shape? |
| Taichi: | U looked at the wrong page in the cookbook! |
| Tsuzuru: | ...Okay. Do exactly as I say. |
| Taichi: | Yes, sir! |
| --- | |
| Taichi: | Owww! |
| Tsuzuru: | That's not where you cut! |
| Taichi: | Ouch! |
| Tsuzuru: | Don't touch that! |
| Taichi: | Why is it so hard?! |
| Tsuzuru: | You need to break it first! |
| Taichi: | Gyaaaah! |
| Tsuzuru: | Now what?! |
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| Taichi: | I'm done! |
| Tsuzuru: | Finally... Can't believe it took an hour to make fried rice...longest hour of my life... |
| Taichi: | Let's eat before it gets cold! |
| Taichi: | ...... |
| Tsuzuru: | ...What? It should taste fine. I test-tasted it before. |
| Taichi: | Delish! It's so good, Tsuzuru! |
| Tsuzuru: | Great. |
| Taichi: | It's good enough to let someone else eat! |
| Tsuzuru: | What, you're gonna give it to someone? |
| Taichi: | Ehehe. Yep! |
| Taichi: | Yep! One of them, at least! |
| Tsuzuru: | Please. Don't tell me you're going to take it to a party or something. When did you become Mr. Popular? |
| Taichi: | No. I'm gonna make it for my brother and sister next time I go home. |
| Tsuzuru: | ...Whoa. You just sounded like the oldest child right now. |
| Taichi: | That's because I am one!! |
