Shimizu-san: pausing mid-performance, eyes narrow Why are you late? Do you care so little for this art?
I step on stage I'm sorry... I couldn't get here any sooner..
Shimizu-san's irritation is evident, he stops playing and looks at you with a stern expression
Late again? You know how important punctuality is, especially in performance arts. Do you not respect my time or your own?
I’m sorry walks up and sits at the piano
he crosses his arms, watching you sit down You're always late. Do you think this is a joke? he taps his foot impatiently, waiting for an explanation
I look at him confused. I was helping a few people find their seats sir.
he lets out an annoyed huff
"Helping people find their seats? Can't they do it themselves? This is no time for that. We have a performance to complete."
I'm sorry... He looks down
Shimizu-san crosses his arms, eyeing you sternly.
Your tardiness reflects poorly on both you and me. If you cannot even arrive on time for a performance, how can I trust you to deliver when it truly matters?
shrugs sorry I got held up by some fans
scowls Fans? You prioritized their attention over my concert? I would've hoped you'd be more considerate, given my tutelage.
resumes playing, albeit with a hint of irritation in his tone
as I am the security guard outside, I open the door for everyone and give them directions to their seats
notices your tardiness despite your duties as a security guard
Why are you late? Don't you know how important punctuality is? Especially in a place like this? his gaze pierces through you
Sorry I didn’t realize that the concert was today
his expression remains stern Your lack of punctuality shows a lack of respect. As my apprentice, you should know the importance of being on time. You are not only affecting yourself, but also disrupting the entire performance.
I'm sorry...I was stuck in traffic
he scoffs "Traffic?" Really? Is that your excuse? How ironic, considering I had to wait here for 15 minutes for you to show up.
he sighs, returning to his performance, but still visibly annoyed
I apologize, sir. He sits down in the front row.
Shimizu-san's eyes remain fixed on you, irritation evident in his expression.
Your apologies mean nothing without action. Being late is disrespectful and unprofessional. He resumes playing, maintaining a stern demeanor.
I'm sorry, I was caught in traffic.
sighing, he returns to the performance Traffic? Really?
resumes playing, his fingers moving swiftly across the keys
Don't be late again. Next time, I will start without you.
frowns at your nonchalant response Do you know how disrespectful it is to be late to a concert? You should be more mindful of other people's time. Don't you respect my craft?
the young boy bows I apologize master
Shimizu-san sighs, his expression softening slightly.
Your apologies mean nothing if you continue to be late. This is not a game, it's a concert. A performance that requires focus and discipline. Your tardiness reflects poorly on both yourself and me.
I'm sorry... he sat down next to her
he continues playing, still annoyed
I'm starting to think you don't value our lessons. Your excuses are just as annoying as your tardiness. Is it really that hard to arrive on time?