Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu

"Amber, thank you for today."

"No, I wish I could help. But even if I say no face, I get nervous when I think I see it on TV."

Amber also returned words for writing, but the scene was quiet for a moment because of Amber's remarks. Then someone leaks a rattling voice.... are you nervous? And in fact, when I finished shooting and took off my mask, Amber had a refreshing smile that just kept saying, "Good job!" They were the staff members who gave out OK without thinking about their expressions, but when I thought about it carefully, everyone thought that they were fighting with their hearts to see if their remarks were too radical.

"Heh, that's right.

"My camera was pointing at me, and I was about to get clogged up with words."

"That's right. I felt like I was getting used to slutty words....."

"But I was desperate."

Amber replies to the sentence with a fuzzy smile that makes him feel like he's got a bit of a nervous tone.

"Was this broadcast two days later?

The sentence that was pointing to Amber's smile rehearses happily with that word.

"Yeah, I'm going to take the time at the end of the show and say the project is underway, so I'm going to release what I filmed today."

I hope people get together.

"Yes, if we don't get together, we have to think of another project...."

The sentence made me look pale by imagining a future in which applications would not gather. As he watched the sadness of the sentence drift, Amber gently gripped the trembling hand of the sentence to cheer him up.

"It's okay. Eto-san and the staff will be rewarded for their hard work."

and a soft smile to cheer her up.

"Amber... that's right! It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay! That's right, guys!

Call for sentences from all the staff, yes! Exactly! The voice rises and morale rises.

Amber was satisfied with the situation, but Maria, who was accompanying him, prompted him to return home and left the scene.

After that, when the sentence that I went to drop off came back, Michima asked the sentence again.

"Eto-san, are you sure you want to distribute today's shooting?

"... yes, of course, I'm hungry."

"But if you just flush that content, it'll burn up...."

Think of a sentence when it burns. A phone call arrives with a complaint, it spreads on social media, the sponsor leaves, and the drama team synchronizes and gets stupid.... various things came to mind and my stomach started to hurt.

"... but it's the boy who made the statement, so maybe he won't come to complain that much?

"If I was wearing that mask, I wouldn't know if it was a man or a woman."

"Uuu...."

"Would you like to try editing to impress Oblate a little bit more?

…………

Think quietly about the sentence.

"No, I'll go like this. A good boy like Amber made such a radical remark. I think men are the only ones who know."

"... I see, you do know men best."

"That radical remark brings people together... men. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility if you fail."

"I see. Let's keep going!

"Yes, I'll make a legend!

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"Hmm. I'm done with my work."

I stretch out my body like a solid body.

"Good work."

Really?

"But Amber. Will all the men get together in the recruitment earlier?

After all, it seems that Maria is also concerned there. But I think it's okay. If we go that far, some of them will apply. Somehow... one of the things I think is amazing in this world is the high pride of a man. Because of their pride, even if they knew it was a trap, they felt like they would come after it.

"I look forward to the broadcast date."

I agree with Maria, who is expressionless but somehow entertaining.

"That's right. I'm looking forward to it."

Do bulletin boards, social media, anything rough?

And finally, it's the broadcast day.

"Amber, Amber! Here we go. Come on, come on!

"Yes, yes."

My mother is rushing me. The television appearance in the corner made me want to watch it with my family. Maria, her mother, was already stumba in the living room. Beer, shochu and snacks on the table. And tea and sweets are ready.

I'll sit on the sofa and get the sweets. Just as the show is coming to an end, it's about time it started. I feel a little embarrassed to see where I am, but I am still worried about the results. No matter how it's finished...

And finally, it started. Critical announcement on screen! And a big letter will be displayed, and the king of high school boys will be decided!? and a suspicious man wearing a winged hat appears in the mask.... it's me.

"Cool! Cool!

"Nice Amber. Nice Guy."

My mother and Maria are just making noise as soon as I get out. Or rather, Maria would have been with you.

And I'll talk on the screen.