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Prologue - Mankai Company
Izumi: (Is this set build out of cardboard? It looks like an elementary school play. Maybe it's meant to be that way?)
Rookie Member: Let's see, where was I supposed to stand again?
Izumi: (Ah, here we go.)
Rookie Member: ...
Izumi: (This is supposed to be his first play, and I can tell. He's stiff as a board up there. He must be tense.)
Rookie Member: Hiya! I'm Romeo Kadota, high school freshman! I'm carrying a torch for a girl in my class, you see!
Rookie Member: Poor me! Why oh why won't she give me the time of the day?
Rookie Member: Here I am, head over heels for her! It's just not fair!
Izumi: (Hoo boy. What an awkward delivery. Well, it's okay, he's new. I'm sure the others will carry the show...)
Rookie Member: Oh gosh, look at the time! I gotta get to school!
Izumi: (...There are others, right?)
??? Hey! Hold up, Romeo!
Izumi: (Finally, someone else is taking the stage! I was getting worried there...)
Parrot: You're goin' ta school, right? Take me with ya.
Izumi: (...You have got to be kidding me.)
Izumi: (Oh geez, this is... something. I guess it's got a kind of avant-garde flair? But I'm completely lost on the appeal.)
Furuichi: Ugh.
Izumi: (I get it. I want to sigh too. But can't he just be rude in his head like the rest of us?)
Rookie Member: Okay, time to go see her!
Izumi: (At least he doesn't seem too bothered by the fact that he's playing to a more-or-less empty house. In fact, he's loosening up by the minute.)
Izumi: (He's so upbeat on stage, like he's just happy to be there at all.)
Rookie Member: Thank you for watching!
Izumi: (Wait, that was it?)
Furuichi: What a trainwreck of a script.
Izumi: I hate to admit it, but... yeah.
Izumi: (The kid up on stage seems happy enough with it.)
Izumi: (Honestly, it takes me back to my own first time performing.)
Izumi: (I was having such a blast, it was over before I knew it.)
Izumi: (His motivation is wasted on this place. He deserves a better role, in a better play.)
Furuichi: Well, back to demolition.
Izumi: What?! How can you be so cold right after seeing that heartfelt performance?
Furuichi: What do you mean, heartfelt?
Izumi: He's a little rough around the edges, sure, but he's got heart!
Furuichi: There's plenty of school plays you could go to if you wanna see kids with heart way out of their depth.
Furuichi: You think this is a school play? That we give out participation ribbons here?
Furuichi: No. It's a place where pros get paid to entertain viewers.
Izumi: Maybe, but still. I'm sure with some hard work, he could totally pull it off!
Furuichi: Hard work doesn't amount to crap in this world
Izumi: ...
Stage Director: Just let it go. ou don't have the talent to act. Nothing you do can change that, no matter how hard you work.
Furuichi: Even you can tell, right? This place doesn't have a snowball's chance in hell of surviving here on Veludo Way.
Izumi: Yes, Veludo Way is a place for the best of the best, and this place doesn't come anywhere close to that, but still!
Furuichi: But still nothing. The troupe's getting shut down.
Rookie Member: What? The troupe's going out of business?
Izumi: Erk...
Rookie Member: Sorry, I just happened to overhear you guys talking. I only joined this troupe yesterday!
Rookie Member: I know I suck at acting, I love the stage! Please, you can't put us out of business!
Furuichi: I can and I will.
Rookie Member: But, come on!
Izumi: Have you no heart?!
Furuichi: I'm shutting down the troupe, and that's that.
Mopheaded Guy: You'll do no such thing!
Rookie Member: Manager...
Izumi: (Wait, the mophead was the manager?!)
Manager: I have to keep this troupe going, whatever it takes!
Furuichi: Matsukawa, I've given you plenty of chances, and you've pissed every single one of them away. This isn't up for negotiation anymore.
Manager: But, we could still get a following like back in the old days!
Furuichi: No, you couldn't.
Izumi: Did you have a following before?
Manager: Oh yeah! Back when Yukio was here, we had sold-out shows and ticket lines going around the block!
Izumi: Yukio? As in... Yukio Tachibana?!
Manager: You know him?
Izumi: He's my father.
Manager: Wait, you're really Yukio's daughter?!
Izumi: I actually came here to find the person who sent this letter to him.
Manager: Oh, that was me!
Izumi: So you're Isuke Matsukawa?
Manager: That's right. Yukio couldn't make it?
Izumi: Eight years ago, my dad went MIA and never came home again.
Manager: ... So that's what happened.
Izumi: I came here to ask if you knew anything about it.
Manager: Yukio up and vanished one day and stopped coming to the theater. We've been out of contact ever since.
Izumi: So we're in the exact same situation...
Manager: I was hoping maybe we could reach him at his home address.
Furuichi: So you were going to try and lean on him again. Tough luck, looks like that ship has sailed. You're done.
Izumi: Now hold on, don't you think that's a little dismissive?! There could be another way to salvage this!
Manager: Y-Yeah! Who knows, maybe we could get some help from someone other than Yukio!
Izumi: (He's staring at me again. Do I sense a pattern here?)
Furuichi: That's easy for you to say. You don't know the first thing about this theater.
Izumi: What's your point?
Furuichi: This theater is reserved exclusively for this troupe's use, if you'll believe that.
Furuichi: Most troupes don't have their own attached theater. They book time in other venues for their own performances, but not this troupe.
Furuichi: They have their own theater AND their own dorm, which means a lot of overhead costs.
Furuichi: Back in their heyday, they ran four sub-troupes – Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. They'd rotate shows on a monthly basis and make money hand over fist.
Furuichi: The hard truth is that this troupe can't support itself without running constant shows with four mini-troupes.
Izumi: (I feel like my dad mentioned something about the four seasonal sub-troupes once or twice...)
Furuichi: But as you can see, aside from Mr. Get-a-Haircut here, the troupe's only member is the kid that jumped in the other day.
Furuichi: One-man shows aren't going to be enough to carry them.
Manager: So that's how it is...
Furuichi: That's what you have to say? You're the manager– none of this should be news to you.
Izumi: On the flipside, you sure seem to know a lot about this troupe.
Furuichi: ...I like to be well-informed about my debtors' circumstances.
Manager: Oh! But wait a minute, we have one more feathery member–
Kamekichi: I'm Kamekichi, here to save the day!
Furuichi: Birds don't count.
Manager: ...Worth a shot.
Furuichi: That's enough stalling. Sakoda!
Sakoda: You called, boss?!
Furuichi: Do it.
Sakoda: You're the boss, boss!
Manager: How heartless can you get?!
Rookie Member: Please, don't write us off!
Izumi: (The troupe is about to go under. My father's old troupe...)
Izumi: Hey, uh, wait! I just remembered!
Furuichi: What now?
Izumi: Um, my father asked me to look after the toupe if they ever needed the help! Yup! He totally did!
Manager: What?! He did?!
Izumi: (I made that up on the spot. Guess I have to stick to it now.)
Izumi: Come on, Matsukawa! You're the manager, right? SURELY you would've heard about that?
Manager: Huh? Naw, not really.
Izumi: No, I really think you did!
Izumi: (Come on! I'm dropping hints with all the subtlety of an anvil!)
Manager: Oh! Uh, now that I think about it, maybe I did?
Izumi: Basically, what you'd need is for them to expand the troupe and assemble for sub-troupes, right, Mr. Yakuza?
Furuichi: Yeah, that's the long and short of it.
Izumi: Then there's no problem! I'll bring some new members on board!
Manager: You will?!
Furuichi: How many, and when are they coming? They'd better not be all like Amateur Hour over here
Izumi: I'll get one– no, two! It's fine. I've got all my dad's connections and insider information on my side!
Manager: Heck yeah! The troupe is saved!
Izumi: (There's no way the Yakuza's buying this. But there's no harm in trying, right?)
Furuichi: ...Sunset
Izumi: Huh?
Furuichi: You have until sunset to bring those new troupe members to me.
Izumi: You'll really wait until then?
Furuichi: Yes, and I don't mean any idiot you've conned into filling your quota.
Manager: No worries there! With Yukio's daughter on the case, we've got this in the bag!
Izumi: (That's a whole lot of confidence in somebody this guy's just met.)
Furuichi: If you can't manage that, you can kiss this sign and this theater goodbye.
Izumi: Y-Yes sir! Come on, boys.
Manager: You're the boss, boss!
Rookie Member: Y-Yes, ma'am!
Furuichi: Good God, she can't act to save her life. She's got nothing whatsoever on Yukio.
Sakoda: So what do we do about the sign, boss?
Furuichi: Just what I said. Wait for the sunset.
Sakoda: You're the boss, boss!

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