Wataru: Well, then. I’ll hand out the tickets for the ride. One... two... ♪
Hokuto: Don’t say it like The Dish Mansion at Banchou. Not every single thing has to be a performance, you know.[1]
Tomoya: Umm... It depends on where we’re going, but I have a commuter pass for the train.
Wataru: It’s a bit out of the way, so allow me to pay for transportation.
It’s also rather time-consuming to go through the refund process. In any case, I often travel across the country to see plays, so I’m able to get a discount on ticket prices.
Hokuto: Wait, you take the train to school, Tomoya? I do, too, but I’ve never seen you before.
Tomoya: I think we live in opposite directions.
I’ll see you at the station every once in a while, but you’re usually reading some high-level book or something, so I don’t want to interrupt.
Hokuto: That would have been fine; you can just come talk to me. Well then, let’s go back to the station together after school, or after rehearsal.
Tomoya: Whoa, that’d be awesome. Oh, but I usually meet up with my unit after club stuff and we practice together, so it might be hard for us to go home at the same time.
Wataru: Yes yes, it’s all very well that we’re friends, but let’s hurry along now. It’s a popular show, and I had a hard enough time getting tickets for everyone.
In fact, I even had to wait for a cancellation.
It was by chance that I met Anzu-san early this morning...
So I forced her to take a day off and had her accompany me, instead. She was rather helpful, taking care of negotiations for me.
Hokuto: Don’t put too much on Anzu, Buchou. But anyway, what play are we going to see?
Wataru: Rosicrucian Story. It’s based on the same story that our play is, actually.
The script is different, and so the story follows a different path, but it will nonetheless be a good point of reference.
Natsume: I’ve been wondering this since you told me the title... Does it pertain to Rosicrucianism, as in the secret society? If so, I think I’ll quite enjoy it... ♪
Wataru: You’ve always enjoyed the suspicious and esoteric, Natsume-kun.
The original story is largely about the secret society, but this play has been boldly rearranged to focus on a romance.
Tomoya: Huh? A secret society? As in, not a love story between a prince and a princess...?
Wataru: Try to put in more study hours, Tomoya-kun.
Hokuto: The Rosicrucians, from German Rosenkreutz, was a famous secret society.
They worked to save people from death and disease. In other words, they wanted to attain immortality... supposedly.[2]
Tomoya: Oh so this play is about immortality, then...?
The princess I’m playing is supposed to be part of the Rosicrucian Order using a false identity. That clears a ton of things up.
Natsume: I think it’s rather common knowledge for people who know a thing or two about the occult.
You’ll see them in manga occasionally: Haven’t you ever heard of St. Germain or Cagliostro?[3]
Tomoya: Oh, I’ve heard of Cagliostro. He was in Lupin the Third, wasn’t he?
Wataru: Fufufu. When one possesses this foundation of knowledge, they can understand theater and indeed all works of art more deeply... or so it’s said.
Ergo, it’s necessary to go to the theater more, Tomoya-kun.
Through continuous learning and study, you will grow. I’m sure you will see Amazing things in your future... ☆
Natsume: You always resort to saying “Amazing” whenever you grow tired of explaining things, Wataru-nii-san...
I would think that someone as great as you would find the performances of others rather unhelpful.
Wataru: That’s not true at all. To live is to keep learning, and there is always something to be gained even from bad art.
To fail to learn is the fault of the student, not the teacher.
And besides, there are always people greater than you. This I believe.
Hokuto: Not having anyone better than you would feel pretty hopeless, I’d say.
I have you and my mother to look up to, so it’s easy for me to set goals for myself since I have examples on hand.
Wataru: Ah, your mother is an esteemed actress, isn’t she?
Every time we meet, she disdains me and tells me I ought to quit acting altogether.
Hokuto: Sorry, my mother is a child. She hates young people with talent.
She won’t even look at you unless you’re her favorite, though, so I’m pretty sure she adores you.
Tomoya: Hehehe... ♪
Wataru: What is it, Tomoya-kun? Did something amuse you? Please, share with the class ☆
Tomoya: No, it’s nothing. I just thought it was funny that you guys are talking about your parents and going to school and stuff just like normal kids.
And I saw your eyes practically shining when you were talking about theater. You guys really do love it a lot, huh?
Wataru: Yes; doing what you love is the premise of clubs. Are you starting to enjoy theater a bit more, Tomoya-kun?
It’s fun, isn’t it? Let us share in our joy... ♪
Hokuto: If he didn’t like it, he would have run away the second he got a taste of how cruel your criticisms are.
You should take into consideration that out of all the people who joined the club, only Tomoya and I are left.
Wataru: Fufufu. If your “passion” disappears after just a bit of hardship, it would be better for you to throw it away altogether.
Such is how I justify my behavior.
Make note of it, Tomoya-kun, because it is important to know.
For you are playing the role of princess: you must embody that passion which drives away all hardships.
Show your passion in all that you are! Perform, and fear no one’s judgment!
That is what a princess is. I gave you that role because I knew you could play it.
I believe you will be able to pull it off, so I hope that you will believe in yourself, too.
Hokuto-kun and myself will be the princes who draw out and safeguard your passion.
Ah, but! I know we have been chattering on, but we must hurry! The curtains will rise whether or not we are there!
Now come, let us savor together every line in this play we call life… ♪