Double Planet final episode

Double Planet
Final episode “Until the stars disappear”
Tamaru Luka (Furuta Jun & Kanda Yota/Radio Shonan Personality)

I'm fine with myself. There's no way I'm the only one who will get coronavirus. Ever since I was a child, I had never had a hunch like this. Now that I think about it, that kind of overconfidence was a bad thing. It was difficult after I was diagnosed. I caused a lot of trouble for my parents, teachers, and everyone in the drama club. There was nothing I could do except cause trouble. While living in isolation in my room, the "empty" time passed by as fast as the hands of a sundial. Food is regularly placed in front of the room. It's my food. When I said I wanted to eat bread, my mother bought me crab bread for some reason. I don't remember ever saying that I loved you. Looking up at the ceiling, I wondered if this room would be cut off from the rest of the world, suspended in the sky, and sucked into a black hole in space. That image crossed my mind over and over again.

It was still a little while until the broadcast performance of ``Sora to Puzzle''.
It looked like all the pieces were almost there, but I turned the puzzle upside down.

"It's not Luka's fault."

Natsuki said so, but it's still my fault. That's what I think, so it's true. My dream of being able to perform my own work seemed within reach. Every day was fun. No, it was too much fun. It's so much fun to create something with friends you can trust. This is terrible. I was so dazzled by the excitement that I let my guard down. After communicating with Natsuki on LINE, it was decided that the live performance in 10 days would be postponed. If I don't go to the scene, preparations for the performance won't progress. It was an inevitable decision.

"There's no running away from theater. If I were to run away, it would be Luka."

The words that came from Natsuki were as passionate as ever. I felt a little irritated that he seemed to have seen through my weaknesses as a person. Honestly, my heart was already broken somewhere. It is easy to say that it has been postponed. But at this stage, I have no idea when that will happen. I know of many performances that ended up being postponed but effectively canceled. In two months, he will be a third year student and will begin studying for entrance exams. I wonder if I'm doing a play. Even if I do, I wonder if I can convince my parents. When I start thinking about things like that, I start to feel weaker and weaker. Even though I only had this timing, I was moving everything towards this point. But I missed it. The switch that I had slowly pushed in over the course of a year seemed to be being pushed back with a strong force.

My smartphone rang.

3 o'clock in the morning. I have a hard time understanding why you contacted me at such a late hour.
Even if someone were to call me as a sick person, this is a completely insane time.
But I was awake. I was just looking up at the ceiling.
The person who called me said,

"I'm sorry...at this hour."

The owner of the voice was Satoru Aono. I had heard that Natsuki had told me that I had contracted the coronavirus, and I didn't know how to contact her face-to-face, so I couldn't contact her personally. There was no contact from him either. Even I worry about what I should say to Aono-kun if he gets infected with the coronavirus. In the end, if all you can say is one-sided things, you might just keep your mouth shut.

"I'm sorry that this happened."

I said in a weak voice while looking up at the ceiling. Then, I heard some kind of rustling noise.
No, it's not a sound. It's a voice.
I heard a woman's voice speaking quietly over the phone.
That voice was one I knew.

"...Natsuki?"

Why are Natsuki and Aono together at 3am?
It doesn't make any sense at all.

"No, uh... well, um... Natsuki-san isn't here though."

Aono-kun is completely confused. There definitely is. Are you there?
That's enough, take over.
Just as I heard a voice, Natsuki answered the phone.

“Did you find out?”
"What, what do you mean? What, are you with me?"
"Um... well, that's what it means. I'm in Aono-kun's room right now."

The two are said to be in Aono's room.

"Ah, but it's not just the two of us. My boyfriend is with me too."

It doesn't make much sense to me.
Unbeknownst to me, the three of them were weaving together a love triangle. You must be kidding.

“From now on, just say it yourself.”

It was Aono's turn to speak.
I gasped.
What on earth is he trying to do at a time like this?

"Um... from now on... could you give me just one hour?"
"eh"
"One hour until the stars disappear"

Suddenly, when I heard the word star, I remembered the star I saw on the beach that day.

Come to think of it, it was just about this time.
I think it was 3 a.m. that day when I returned to the beach from the convenience store and looked up at the sky.

So, this time...?

Then, a voice was heard from the darkness.
It's already a different person's voice from before.
Natsuki's voice was starting to read the script for ``Sky and Puzzle''.
The lines I wrote, the lines I wrote.
Read each word carefully.
I tried to say something but fell silent.
I hadn't practiced like this.
In the first place, it wasn't a story written to be read aloud.
However, Natsuki had made her voice completely her own.
And it is already dominating the story of Sky and Puzzle.
Before I knew it, my ears were trying not to miss a single word of the story that was flowing into me.

A performance just for me that started over the phone at 3am.
That's what this is about.
I became the first customer of my work.
Natsuki's voice can be heard clearly.
Natsuki's boyfriend, who is familiar with streaming, may have prepared a microphone for the reading.

It's dark but warm.
Even though it's pitch dark, it's refreshing.
Even though it's so dark.
No, maybe it's because it's pitch black.
Stories are amazing.

The last scene was rewritten many times.
My favorite line will come out soon.
It's coming, it's coming.
Natsuki, I wonder how you read it.

"It's boring to look up at the stars alone. It's okay if we're together."

Even though he suppresses his intonation and suppresses his emotions, he considers the other person's feelings from the bottom of his heart.
It was the best.
Then, the sound of the guitar crept in.
I can't even say that I'm good at it.
However, only the desperation comes through with a strong intensity.
I can't see it, but I can see it.
Satoru Aono's seriousness was there.
A faint singing voice begins to run parallel to Natsuki's recitation.
It can be seen that the two have been practicing a lot for this day.
There is no way something like this can be done in a day or two.
For me alone.
Tears fall.
I wonder if I'm crying as an audience member.
Or maybe she's crying out of gratitude for Natsuki and Aono-kun.
I don't know which one. I can't sort out my emotions.
I can't stop crying.
It's already the epilogue.
The story is almost over.
I know that.
Because he's the author.
Hey, is it really over?
Will it end?
please.
Don't end it.
Don't finish yet.
It continued like this forever.
No good.
It's over.
It's over now.
I have to say it before it's over.
hurry, hurry.
I just have to say this.
I want to say it to both of you.
Will I make it in time?
in time.

“I won’t stop.”

"end"

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