Susato Mikotoba (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
booksleeves) wrote2021-10-11 10:30 pm
booksleeves) wrote2021-10-11 10:30 pm
memshare 8: blossoming attorney
Musical Cue: Foreboding
Video: 2:34 to 8:42
You are inside the Supreme Court in Japan, preparing to enter the courtroom. Your primary emotion is terrible nerves - you feel as though you are shaking with fear and nerves. You are dressed in a boy's uniform, but you're not sure how well you're carrying it off, especially with how completely terrified you are.
An older man in the courtroom greets you warmly.
"Good morning, sir!" you say abruptly, realizing that you ought to treat him like a superior rather than as someone familiar to you if you plan to carry off this ruse.
"I hardly recognize you," he says, "You cut a fine figure, Counsel, but you look as white as a sheet!"
You admit that you are so nervous that you have become nauseated, but your father seems more confident than you are. The courts in Japan do not allow women to enter the courtroom, let alone appear as a lawyer, but you have no choice in this matter. Your best friend has been accused of a terrible crime, and because the victim is a British national, no lawyer in the country will represent her, lest they get caught up in an ugly political matter. It was your father's idea for you to don a disguise and represent her yourself.
Rei arrives at the courtroom, but does not appear to recognize you. She introduces herself to you and earnestly thanks you for agreeing to represent her, insisting that the accusations against her are completely fabricated. You worry over her, because she appears to be unusually flushed while she begins speaking to you.
"Oh my! Um. . . " she looks embarrassed. "It is just that. . . you look so gallant and dashing. And when I fall under your intense gaze, it makes me feel rather bashful."
Goodness, you think to yourself. Apparently, she truly has no idea who you are.
Your father laughs. "It would seem our little plan for this trial is going to work! If even your best friend can't see through your disguise, I think we can relax!"
You admit you are a little relieved, as you've never tried dressing this way and weren't sure you could carry it off. As you speak, Rei finally catches on and begins to panic slightly realizing what's going on.
"Oh, Susato! You'd go to such lengths for me?" she asks.
"Of course," you insist. "I only worry I shan't be the lawyer you deserve."
"I have complete faith in you," Rei says. "It's so strange. . . you're an accomplished judicial assistant already, but just because you're a woman. . . what a rotten reason! Why shouldn't you be allowed in court? You're so gallant and dashing!"
"Um, Rei," you say, "please don't look at me that way, with those flushed cheeks and doting eyes."
"Oh, sorry! It's just. . . you really do look so dashing!"
Your father laughs again and tells you to take it as a compliment, and you admit that it has bolstered your confidence that you look convincing. Besides, you can tell Rei is very nervous, and needs you to be confident on her behalf.
"Susato. . . you do believe me, don't you?" she asks. "I didn't do it."
"You have nothing to worry about," you assure her. "Your conscience is perfectly clean, right? I have absolutely no doubt in my mind about your innocence, which is why I'll stand by your side until the bitter end." Because that's what it means to be a defense lawyer, like Kazuma-sama or Mr. Naruhodo. You're determined not to let either of them or Rei down.
Video: 2:34 to 8:42
You are inside the Supreme Court in Japan, preparing to enter the courtroom. Your primary emotion is terrible nerves - you feel as though you are shaking with fear and nerves. You are dressed in a boy's uniform, but you're not sure how well you're carrying it off, especially with how completely terrified you are.
An older man in the courtroom greets you warmly.
"Good morning, sir!" you say abruptly, realizing that you ought to treat him like a superior rather than as someone familiar to you if you plan to carry off this ruse.
"I hardly recognize you," he says, "You cut a fine figure, Counsel, but you look as white as a sheet!"
You admit that you are so nervous that you have become nauseated, but your father seems more confident than you are. The courts in Japan do not allow women to enter the courtroom, let alone appear as a lawyer, but you have no choice in this matter. Your best friend has been accused of a terrible crime, and because the victim is a British national, no lawyer in the country will represent her, lest they get caught up in an ugly political matter. It was your father's idea for you to don a disguise and represent her yourself.
Rei arrives at the courtroom, but does not appear to recognize you. She introduces herself to you and earnestly thanks you for agreeing to represent her, insisting that the accusations against her are completely fabricated. You worry over her, because she appears to be unusually flushed while she begins speaking to you.
"Oh my! Um. . . " she looks embarrassed. "It is just that. . . you look so gallant and dashing. And when I fall under your intense gaze, it makes me feel rather bashful."
Goodness, you think to yourself. Apparently, she truly has no idea who you are.
Your father laughs. "It would seem our little plan for this trial is going to work! If even your best friend can't see through your disguise, I think we can relax!"
You admit you are a little relieved, as you've never tried dressing this way and weren't sure you could carry it off. As you speak, Rei finally catches on and begins to panic slightly realizing what's going on.
"Oh, Susato! You'd go to such lengths for me?" she asks.
"Of course," you insist. "I only worry I shan't be the lawyer you deserve."
"I have complete faith in you," Rei says. "It's so strange. . . you're an accomplished judicial assistant already, but just because you're a woman. . . what a rotten reason! Why shouldn't you be allowed in court? You're so gallant and dashing!"
"Um, Rei," you say, "please don't look at me that way, with those flushed cheeks and doting eyes."
"Oh, sorry! It's just. . . you really do look so dashing!"
Your father laughs again and tells you to take it as a compliment, and you admit that it has bolstered your confidence that you look convincing. Besides, you can tell Rei is very nervous, and needs you to be confident on her behalf.
"Susato. . . you do believe me, don't you?" she asks. "I didn't do it."
"You have nothing to worry about," you assure her. "Your conscience is perfectly clean, right? I have absolutely no doubt in my mind about your innocence, which is why I'll stand by your side until the bitter end." Because that's what it means to be a defense lawyer, like Kazuma-sama or Mr. Naruhodo. You're determined not to let either of them or Rei down.