One day at rehearsal…

It was CRAZY BIG!!

So you know those huge bags that Takarasienne bring in along with all their other packages and stuff, there’s this one sitting all by itself. It’s a chic checkered pattern. And on top of that it’s reversible, just a pretty sweet bag.

However, it’s so big that if you went overboard putting stuff into it you’d definitely break your shoulders.

The owner of this bag… yep. It’s Nozomi Fuuto.

So I see this bag.

And it tickles my mischievous heart. If it’s that big, I can definitely fit in it! And I just can’t suppress that urge.

“Um… would it be ok if I tried to get inside your bag?”

Aaaaaah, but if I ask out of nowhere and I’m flatly rejected it’ll be such a sad day…

But I wanna get in! I wanna see if I can!

I agonized over it for a few seconds, but then figured I had nothing to lose and asked.

I got permission easily.

 

So even though it’s terrifying, here I am taking out the entire contents of our illustrious top star’s bag to give this a shot.

I try stepping into it like I’m getting into a bathtub, and then lowering my body down.

Here we go.

More than I imagined with my body structure, it was impossible for my joints. A disappointment.

But as I’m standing there worrying in walks my savior, Hinata Haruki!!

She’s the ideal companion for thinking about dumb useless things. So here we are devising a plan to get inside this bag, Hinata and me. And then the method that Hinata finally came up with was for me to curl myself up into a little ball so she could slide the bag onto me from the side.

Then once my body is inside the bag with me curled up lying down, we’d stand it right side up 90 degrees.

This was a great success ✨

“You guys are SO DUMB!!!!!!!!” says Nozo-san, and in the same breath, “You better send me a picture!!!!!”

For making my stupid wish come true, I’m very grateful to Nozo-san and Hinata.

I apologize for wasting my last installment of “E to Bun” on such a pointless thing.

But if there ever comes a day when one of my readers is lucky enough to see that bag, and you do me the honor of picturing me inside that bag, nothing in this world would make me happier.