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iDOLM@STER Dramas
Kyo:
D.
You can't believe that you still have to work on a holiday. But it's been a busy week at 765 Productions and the workload keeps piling up. So, you're back at the office, trying to finish up the leftover work as quickly as possible.
When you open the office door, you find yourself looking at a strange sight: Azusa is crawling around on the floor, looking under the desks, chairs and cabinets.
“Hmm........where on earth could my diary be~?” she asks herself, looking deep in thought.
“Azusa-san?” you call out to her, as you enter the office and shut the door. She looks up and is extremely surprised to see you.
“Producer-san! What are you doing here~? Isn't it a holiday today?”
“I came back to do some work,” you reply. “What are you doing here, Azusa-san?”
“I came back because I forgot my diary,” replies Azusa, slightly embarrassed. “That was rather careless of me~. But I wonder where it is....”
You look around the office floor, and spot a small book with a light purple cover lying on top of some boxes.
“Isn't that it? That purple book?” you point out the book to her. Azusa looks at it and she breaks out into a relieved smile.
“Ah, yes it is. Thank you very much,” Azusa goes over to take the book from its location. “I'm so relieved that I got it back. Fu fu.”
“Azusa-san, could it be that you've written some things that weren't meant to be read?” you ask her.
“Well~.....that's a secret,” Azusa winks at you before giggling. “Well then, please excuse me...”
She's about to take her leave when something slips out of her diary and flutters to the floor. It is a small, rectangular-shaped piece of paper.
“Azusa-san, something dropped out from your diary,” you tell her. She looks down on the floor and sees the piece of paper.
“Ara, you're right. What's this?” She bends down to pick it up, and you go over to her and look at it. It has a bright and attractive design on one side of the paper, along with a serial number printed in an oval. You recognize the logo, as it belongs to one of the leading lottery companies in the country.
“It's a lottery ticket,” you note. “Since it fell out of your diary....have you seen it before, Azusa-san?” She thinks for a while before she nods.
“I remember...! That's a lottery ticket that I bought with my friend. I forgot about that.”
“Well, I happen to have the results with me right here,” you say, taking out the morning newspaper that you bought this morning from your bag. “Would you like to check the number?”
“No, that's alright~,” Azusa shakes her head.
“But it could be a winning ticket....” you tell her. Even though the chance is extremely slim, the chance still exists.
“It can't be,” she laughs. “But alright, let's check the results anyway~.”
You sit down at the nearby desk and turn to the page where the lottery results are. Azusa is standing next to you, holding the ticket in her hand.
“Well, I'll read out the number now. Are you ready, Azusa-san?” you ask her. Azusa nods her head.
“Yes, I'm ready~.”
You read out the number for the first prize, while Azusa checks the number against what you read out. Her face suddenly brightens like a light bulb.
“Producer-san! It's the same number! That's great~!” Azusa smiles.
You look at her with wide-open eyes. You did hear her correctly, right?
“Congratulations, we just won the first prize~,” Azusa congratulates you. “It's.....how much is it? Ten thousand yen?”
You're still sitting there looking at her, before you laugh.
“There you go again. Azusa-san. Please stop frightening me like that!” you laugh. Azusa looks puzzled by your reaction.
“But....it really is the same number. Look....” Azusa shows you the ticket. You take it from her and compare the number to the one in the newspaper. It really is the same.
“Eh.....ah....no way....! It, it, it, it really is the same!! YAHOOOOOO!” you shout out joyfully, leaping out of your seat while clutching the winning ticket in your hands. You start to dance around Azusa.
“P, producer-san, please calm down~,” Azusa says to you with a flustered expression. Apparently, she doesn't think she's won that much.
“But, look! It's three hundred million yen!” you show her the newspaper. “Not ten thousand, but three hundred million!!” This time, it's Azusa's turn to look surprised.
“Eh.......!” she gasps as her hand flies to her open mouth. “I never knew you could get that kind of prize from a lottery~.” But instead of being overjoyed like you, she actually looks troubled.
“W, what should I do? It'll be inconvenient to have that much money....”
“What are you talking about? With three hundred million yen, you could have everything that you wanted!” you tell her, still feeling elated.
“B, but....” she begins, but you ramble on.
“Overseas holidays, fur coats, a savings deposit.....ah, I'm so jealous!” you grin.
Azusa is strangely silent. She places her finger on her cheek, her usual habit whenever she's deep in thought. Then she brings her finger down and turns to you with a smile.
“About this lottery ticket.....I'm going to donate it,” she tells you.
“Ehhh?! But why?!” you ask her, not believing what you're hearing. To throw away three hundred million yen just like that....
“It's true that I'll be happy if I use it by myself....but if I donate it, lots of other people will be happy too. I think that's the proper way to use this money.”
“Th, that's true....but Azusa-san, aren't you being a bit too rash about this?” you stammer.
“But I've really thought about it. And to want to see everyone's smiles.....I guess I'm being greedy in a way. Fu fu,” she laughs happily.
In the end, Azusa made an anonymous donation to a charity of her choice. Even though she didn't reveal herself as the donor, her public image, for some reason, rose sharply to hit an all-time high. Azusa-san did apologize to me about giving the money away, but I saw that she had a beautiful heart, worth more than all the money in the world.
After that, I bought a lot of tickets myself, but I could never get lucky like Azusa did.
-fin-
E.
Your body is aching as you stretch your arms. It's been an extremely long day, and you've been working from morning till night. You've been working very hard lately, and now you're working again on your day off, of all days. Apparently, there was just too much work to leave aside till the day after.
You're about to go back when you hear the office door opening.
“....Producer-san? Are you here~?” you hear Azusa's voice.
“Eh, Azusa-san?!” you exclaim. Azusa hears your voice and comes over to you.
“Good evening....thank you for working so hard,” Azusa says as she bows to you. Although she's smiling, you can tell that there's something different about her tonight.
“Eh......ah, thank you...”
As she comes up from her bow, you see that she has an unhappy look on her face, and she's looking at the large pile of folders and documents on your desk.
“Um, is something the matter?” you ask. “Isn't today your off day, Azusa-san?”
“And today is your off day too, isn't it, Producer-san?”
“Well, yes, but I still have a lot of work to do, so I came back to finish it,” you reply.
“Just as I thought....” you hear her mumble. Then, she asks you another question. “Producer-san....did you eat at all today~?”
You suddenly realize that you haven't eaten anything at all since breakfast. You didn't notice it since you were so engrossed in your work, but now you feel very hungry.
“I guessed as much....” sighs Azusa, before she takes out a bento box from her bag. “I made dinner for you, Producer-san.”
“Eh, really?!”
“Some onigiri, miso soup and omelets. It's really a simple meal but~....”
“I'm so happy! You really saved me! Well, itadakimasu!” you grin happily as you get ready to take the bento box from her.
“No!” Azusa says sharply, slapping your hand before it could take hold of the box.
“Ehh..! B, but why?” you ask.
“Because I'm angry, Producer-san!” says Azusa, looking at you. Indeed, she looks very upset and cross with you. You can't remember doing anything to make Azusa this angry, so why is she acting like this?
“But what did I do?”
“Producer-san, you've been working so hard....I thought I understood that it was for my sake,” she says, her face softening. “But....I've been getting worried whenever I look at you, Producer-san.....”
“Worried? Why?”
“Because I've heard that you're here even on rest days, doing work.”
“Ah, that's true. It's been happening a lot lately.” you nod. Azusa's is getting more and more popular these days, so it's no wonder that there's more work that's coming in.
“Please don't overwork yourself, Producer-san....there's nobody that can replace you!” she tells you. “If you were to collapse, I...I don't think i could take it.”
“It's alright to take a break once in a while. You've been working hard after all.” she finishes.
“But there's still some work left...” you attempt to protest, and Azusa's eyes narrow again.
“I'll get really angry if you don't listen to me, you know....” Azusa says. This time, it really sounds like she means business. You give in to her.
“S, sorry....”
“Do you understand what you did wrong?” she asks, like a mother scolding a naughty child. You nod, and she smiles again. “Please promise me you won't be too hard on yourself. If you break your promise, I'll have to punish you, Producer-san~.”
“Alright.”
“Fu fu. Well, the rice is getting cold so I'll heat it up. Remember your promise.” she smiles.
After that, Azusa left after talking to you some more. You guess that she came because she was really worried about you. After eating the dinner, you went back home to rest. Azusa's dinner was really delicious, and you hope to have it again sometime.
It's getting late, so you say goodbye to the rest of the staff before leaving the office.
-fin-
F.
You close the cover of the file you're working on, and place it back on the shelf. You're finally done for the day. Having been stuck in the office doing work, you're looking forward to heading home to relax. Incidentally, Azusa is having her day off today. You're wondering if she's enjoying it when the door suddenly opens.
“Producer-san!” Azusa gasps, quickly running into the office and closing the door. She's panting heavily and looks exhausted, and she has a look of fear written all over her face.
“Azusa-san! You scared me!” you tell her. “What.....” It is now that you notice that Azusa is crying, and she's trying hard to fight back the tears. She's visibly shaking as well.
“Please help me....I....I'm scared....!” Azusa cries, still in the midst of catching her breath. “Haaa.....haaa......”
“What's wrong?! Did something happen?!” you ask, fearing the worst.
“I, I'm sorry...” she says. “Let me rest for a while, please....until I calm down. Haaa...haaaa....”
“You really sound out of breath. Did you run all the way here?”
“Yes, I was really scared....haa.....haa......” she replies. “I was in so much of a panic that I didn't....know I was running......uuuuu....” She starts crying again. You're shocked; you've never seen Azusa cry this much before.
“It's alright now....I'm here, so please calm down.”
“Thank you very much....it's good that you're here,” Azusa says. “Uuu.....sniff. I, I'm sorry. I'm still crying....”
You decide you had better calm Azusa down before hearing what she has to say.
A short while later, Azusa finally calms down, and becomes her composed self again.
“I'm alright now.....thank you so much. I'm sorry I caused so much trouble....”
“That's good.....did something happen? Could you tell me about it?” you ask.
“Alright.....today, I noticed that someone was following me....” explains Azusa. She looks troubled as she recalls her horrible experience.
“What?!” you exclaim.
“I thought it was a reporter or a fan, since this isn't the first time that someone followed me....” she says. “Normally, I don't pay too much attention to it, but today that person was so persistent....he was hiding everywhere I went...I felt like I was being cornered.”
You keep silent, knowing how terrified Azusa must have been. She's not a very strong girl, so it was obvious that she feared for her safety, especially since she was by herself.
“I felt frightened at the thought of this person following me all the way to my house....I had to run somewhere, so I came to the office. But I'm really happy that you're here....I've really calmed down now....” she finally smiles.
“That was really scary....” you think to yourself. “Poor Azusa-san, she looked so frightened.”
“I've never felt so uncomfortable before, not even at work....” she continues. “I think it's because I'm always with you, whom I know and is there to look after me.”
“No, I'm not that special....”
“I didn't want to ask you to look after me on my off day....but if something like this happens again, could I come and look for you~?” asks Azusa.
“Of course! I'll be there, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year!” you reply, and Azusa laughs at your response.
“Fu fu, thank you. I feel so relieved to hear you say that,” Azusa smiles.
“Whenever you feel down, or if there's anything at all....I'll be there to protect you! So please take it easy.”
“......Yes, thank you. I'll believe in your words, Producer-san~.”
“Azusa-san, who shines so brilliantly on the stage, is actually a normal girl when she's not on it.” you think to yourself. “I have to protect her....for Azusa-san's sake, for the fans' sake, and for mine as well....!”
You snap out of your memories, and you're back in your office.
It's getting late, so you bid the rest of the staff goodbye before leaving the office.
-fin-
Kyo:
G.
The night is beautiful and clear as you're heading back to the office after a promotion event. Today is Azusa's day off, so you're by yourself.
You spot a couple walking in your direction, a guy and a girl. To your surprise, the girl bears a striking resemblance to Azusa. You peer closer....
“Hey, it is Azusa-san!” you exclaim to yourself. Who is that man with her, and what's going on?
“I'm so sorry. Goodbye....” Azusa says to the man, bowing towards him. The man nods before walking away.
“A, azusa-san...?” you call out to her. She hears your voice and her eyes widen when she sees you.
“P, producer-san! What are you doing here...?”
“I was just passing this way when I saw you. Azusa-san, who was that person...?”
“Ah....no....you saw that?” Azusa's face starts to turn red. Ano....it's nothing. Please don't worry about it~.”
“I am worried! Please explain yourself properly.” you tell her.
“Ah, alright~. Hmm.....how should I say this....” Azusa ponders for a few seconds. “That person was someone I knew from junior college.....he was my senior before I became an idol. “This morning, he said we should meet up since we hadn't seen each other in a long time, and.......um.......” her voice trails off into an inaudible mumble. Her face looks extremely red.
“And?”
“Ah.....uuu....we, um, no......” Azusa stammers nervously.
“I don't understand what you're saying, Azusa-san....”
“Aah, I, I'm sorry. Uuu.....do I have to say it no matter what?” she asks, hoping to wiggle her way out.
“Yes!” you shout. She looks down in defeat.
“A, actually, that.....he asked me if we could be a couple~.”
“W, what did you say...?!”
“...............I, I'm sorry.”
“No, there's nothing you should apologize for, Azusa-san,” you tell her, but then you stop short. “Wait.....Azusa-san, you didn't say yes, did you?!”
“Of course not...! Nothing of that sort happened~,” Azusa shakes her head. “But I was very surprised. Because when we were doing part-time jobs together, he was the center of attention~. I did everything I could to try and get him to look my way, but he never did..... and now, he suddenly asked me out, and said that we should become a couple......I didn't expect him to do that, so I was quite startled.”
“Of course something like that would happen,” you say.
“But why's that~?”
“Because you're more beautiful now than you probably were back then, so he must have noticed.”
“Oh my....!” Azusa is amazed by your words. “I've become more beautiful? Really? I feel that I haven't changed at all....” she looks down at her own body.
“Azusa-san, you haven't noticed your own charm. You're the woman of every man's dream. Please understand this.”
Azusa looks at you before she bursts out laughing.
“Alright....I understand,” she laughs. You're slightly miffed as you feel she's not taking this seriously.
“What's so funny? I really mean it!”
“Ah, I'm sorry. But....I'm very happy. To be called beautiful by Producer-san.....Fu fu ,” she continues laughing.
“Come on, please be serious about this...”
Azusa-san continued to giggle as she looked at your worried face. You resolved to keep any strange guys with ulterior motives away from her, for her sake and yours.
You realize that it's getting late, so you bid goodbye to the rest of the staff before you leave the office.
-fin-
H.
Coming out of your office, you walk towards the cabinets to put the file you borrowed back on the shelf. You're alone at the office doing some desk work, since Azusa is having her day off and isn't in the office today.
As you pass by the door of the meeting room, you suddenly hear a soft noise coming from inside.
“Is there someone in there?” you ask yourself. You grasp the doorknob and gingerly push open the door.
Crouched in the far corner of the meeting room is Azusa, her back facing towards you. As you walk towards her, you can hear Azusa sniffing and seemingly rubbing her eyes with her hands.
“Azusa-san?” you call out to her. Hearing your voice, she turns her head back to look at you. Instead of the usual smile that she always gives you, she has a very sad look on her face.
“....Producer-san....” says Azusa, her voice completely lacking in her usually happiness.
“What's wrong? It's your off day today, isn't it? Why did you come to the office?”
“N...no, it's nothing,” replies Azusa, standing up and straighting her skirt. “I, I'm sorry to interrupt your work. I'll be heading back now....”
You then notice the redness in Azusa's eyes, and the dried trail of tears on her cheeks.
“Azusa-san, were...you crying?” you ask her. She doesn't reply.
“Did something happen? Please, you can tell me,” you say to her again.
“U....uuu......I'm sorry~,” replies Azusa, her voice choking with emotion. “I....I know how worried you are at seeing me cry like this....I'm sorry....”
“That's alright. When you want to cry, it's good to let it out instead of keeping it inside.”
“Sniff.....thank you so much. You're always so gentle with me....” Azusa says. She tries hard, but her tears start falling again. “Aah, I can't stop....my tears won't stop falling...”
“Azusa-san, my shoulder, my handkerchief....I'll lend it all to you. So please, cry as much as you like.”
“Well....then, can I cry for just a little longer...?”
“Of course,” you reply. She comes over to you and puts her head on your shoulder, crying silently. Her tears are staining your shirt, but you don't really mind.
“Fu fu, I'm sorry,” smiles Azusa. She's finally calmed down, after crying in your shoulder for a few minutes. “I'm alright now, Producer-san. I'm so embarrassed to have cried like that. I must have seem like such a child...but I felt better when you were next to me, and my tears just stopped falling...”
“But what happened?” you ask.
“I don't really know myself....it was a small mistake, but I was so badly affected by it, and I suddenly felt like crying. Before I noticed it, I went over to where you were....I'm really sorry to have worried you,” she apologises.
“You're running yourself down too much, Azusa-san. You're too serious at times.”
“Really...?”
“It's okay to make mistakes, Azusa-san. Because I'm there to support you.”
“Producer-san...!”
“Yes. Through good times and bad, I'm always here.”
“That's true....you've always been there for me, Producer-san,” smiles Azusa. “I'm so silly to keep my troubles to myself. Thank you so much, Producer-san. I'm feeling much better. I must have been thinking too much about it~.”
“There's still a long road ahead, but I'll be behind you every step of the way! So smile and cheer up, alright?” you say to her.
“Alright. Fu fu,” she laughs. She's finally back to her normal self, and you breath a sigh of silent relief to yourself.
“Please go back and rest today. We're going to be busy from tomorrow on.”
“Yes. I look forward to working with you, Producer-san,” Azusa smiles.
Azusa is sometimes too hard on herself....it was great for you to see her smile that day. You decided to keep working hard to keep that smile.
Grabbing your coat, you say goodbye to the other staff and walk out of the office.
-fin-
azuyuki:
Aww Kyo, Thank You!! *hugs*
I guess if anyone else has drama scripts they can just post it here then...
Haldo:
I really want to read a translated script for that drama CD that came out the same time as the "Overmaster" CD,
Something Prism.
yukipo:
"Eternal Prism"
And yes, I've been relistening to those, and it'd be cool if someone could translate them
(I could follow along alright, but it'd be nice to know what was going on better)
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