Reincarnated Into Anime World - Chapter 79

The person who spoke was a young girl with sparkling purple eyes. She wore a blue dress similar to that of Chika’s. She wears her golden-blond hair with a blue ribbon on her hair and a braid on her left side.

She gives off the impression of an “ojou-sama”, and her rather pompous tone when speaking with me shows her pride.

“And you are?”

“Oh, forgive me. My name is Kunitachi Rinka, from the proud line of the Kunitachi family.”

Kunitachi family…? I’ve never heard of it before. But of course, I didn’t say that to her face. I’ll probably search it up later, but for now…

“I see…you probably already know my name, but I am Uesugi Fuutarou.”

“Indeed you are. I just wanted to say it was an impressive play you did a few days ago. And I thank you for the eye-opening experience.”

“You’re welcome.”

Rinka smiled and raised her hand towards me, “So? If you’re worried about your ability to dance, then perhaps I can lead you instead.”

“Didn’t you see me lead just now?” Taking her hand, I got into position and started swaying to the music, “I’ll gladly accept a dance from you.”

The music started picking up its pace, and I can say that I’m pretty good at this for a beginner who only started this a few days before. I don’t know how long Kunitachi had been dancing for, but…

“You’re pretty good at this, Kunitachi-san.” I complimented as we continued dancing, “You must be an expert at this.”

Honestly, for a girl the same age as me to be good at dancing, she must have started practicing from a young age, and that, by itself, was already admirable enough.

Kunitachi chuckled with a light blush on her cheeks, accentuating her fair skin and brilliant purple eyes, “I’m only getting started.”

As though she had paid the musician to do this, the music immediately changed in style. From an ordinary waltz to a much faster-paced tango, Kunitachi’s posture changed as well.

Our hands are usually connected to each other near our shoulder area. But after the music changed, how hands were now raised as Kunitachi gallantly tangoed across the ballroom.

“Oh, my…” Her current deposition didn’t suit her image as she leaned back with my hand behind her waist, supporting her. After which, she immediately went back to her previous position. And due to her momentum, her face ended up much closer to mine than expected.

She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying her dance and “dominating” me at the same time. Halfway through this entire sequence, it just somehow ended with her taking the lead instead.

I don’t know if I’m supposed to feel ashamed that a girl is leading me, but I wasn’t born in nobility or a high-class family, so their pride and stuff don’t matter much to me.

Plus, I don’t really mind Kunitachi leading. She’s a lot more daring than me when it comes to dancing; that much I could tell from just one dance with her.

During the training, I also learned how to tango. But it wasn’t as exaggerated as what Kunitachi was doing right now.

We did a spin, or at least, Kunitachi forced me to spin her before coming together again. And at this point was where her boldness truly showed.

Her right leg lifted up and wrapped around my own legs as she clung to my body as close as possible. Due to the dress she was wearing, while I might not see any private areas, I could undoubtedly spot some…thighs.

It’s not my fetish! Let me repeat, it’s not my fetish to look at some 13-year-old girl’s thɨġh, but…

It’s nice.

Moving on!

I might not mind getting led, but sometimes, it’s more fun when it’s a competition. I might not have sufficient dance skills, but my reaction time and instincts are more than enough to make up for it.

If it’s a more complicated dance, it won’t work. But if it’s just faster…

[Congratulations! Basic Dance Proficiency -> Intermediate Dance Proficiency (0/300) Due to high compatibility with the current partner who has much higher proficiency in dancing than you, the proficiency points gained is multiplied by 1.5x.]

That sure helps a lot! I heard about the Dolphin Tango from the Tango instructor, but not everyone could do it since it requires precise steps and a solid lead.

I wished I could do it, but life isn’t fanfiction. The author can’t just randomly add anything he wants to me without caring about the consequences.

But! Watching those videos, I could roughly guess the intention behind Dolphin Tango. With skillful steps like a dolphin, the lead would cause his partner to dance elegantly like a queen. Dolphin Tango is described to be the ideal way to lead a dance, steering the girl as one pleases.

Long story short, make the girl feel like a queen.

Wasn’t it easy?

Apparently not. It’s a lot harder than it sounds, but giving it a try never hurts.

“Be careful. I’m trying to make you a queen.” I whispered to Kunitachi as our faces got close to each other once more.

“Huh?” For the first time since I met her, her smile disappeared, replaced by a look of confusion and some…anticipation? I guess no one hates being treated like a queen.

Now, it was my turn to bribe the musicians. As soon we recovered to our original Tango position, the music sped up even more.

The best way to treat a queen in dance was to focus the attention on her instead.

Taking some inspiration from the video of Dolphin Tango, I spun her around and grabbed her waist from behind.

I spun her around twice more, returning to our original position as we faced each other.

“This is the…legendary Dolphin Tango?!”

“Nope~.” I replied to her shock, “It’s just a cheap knock-off of it. I bȧrėly started learning how to dance a few days ago, and you want me to dance a legendary dance? I’m flattered, but I’m not that talented.”

“Spin~,” I whispered to Kunitachi.

“Huh?”

I thought Kunitachi would be happy, but…instead, a competitive light just appeared in her eyes.

Well, well, well…

The music remained at the same tempo, but Kunitachi seemed to want to dance faster.

And faster.

And faster.

Honestly, at this point, I’m just purely relying on instincts and reaction time to react to the lead that Kunitachi stole back from my hands.

But everything was still under control.

Until that is, Kunitachi tripped.

∞

“Phew…this is more tiring than I expected,” I muttered as I took a sip of the fruit punch available.

“Of course,” Kunitachi said, “Don’t look down on dancing. It might look easy and classy, but it’s still a type of sport in the end.”

I just smiled at her sentence.

“Still…did you really just learned how to dance a few days ago?”

“Yes.”

“I see…” Kunitachi seemed a bit bitter.

“What’s wrong? Are you bitter about the fact that I’m as good as you at dancing despite being trained from a young age?”

“Y-You…” Kunitachi was surprised before smiling bitterly, “You’re really tactless, you know, Uesugi-kun? Don’t you know how to treat a lady with gentleness?”

“I literally treated you like a queen just now.”

“And I almost embarrassed myself if not for you,” Kunitachi said, “Thank you.”

“It’s not a big deal.” Taking another sip of the punch, I continued, “For both the incident and the dance itself.”

“The dance itself? What are you talking about?”

“As you said, dancing is a sport. And like any other sport, your physique matters as much as your skills. I might seem to be as good as you, but your skills are definitely better.”

“Doesn’t seem like it, though.”

“Just look at your achievements then. First, you managed to wrestle the lead from me numerous times. Second, you managed to keep up with me despite a much frailer body. Third, I might have helped you a bit with the last part, but if not for your elegance, it still wouldn’t end up looking as nice as it did.”

During the last part, Kunitachi tripped and fell backward. Instinctively, I stepped forward and hugged her waist to prevent her from falling. But it was her own achievement that she managed to turn her mistake into something nice and pleasing to the eyes.

It also acted as our final pose as the music ended, earning ourselves a round of applause from the watching audiences.

“I-Is that so…” Kunitachi looked slightly surprised at my words before eventually stuttering out, “T-Thank you, then…”

“Still, that was a nice dance.”

“Y-Yes.”

“Thank you for the dance, Kunitachi-san. Now, I have to meet with my guardian.”

“You’re leaving already?”

“Nope. I will be here until the end of the party. Perhaps you’ll like another dance later on?” I gave a small smile as I asked.

Kunitachi brightened up at my proposal and nodded her head, “Yes, that would be lovely.”

“Well, see you later.”

Bidding Kunitachi farewell (temporarily), I walked towards the lonely Maruno who was at the side drinking, well…alone.

“Yo! Aren’t you way too lonely?”

Maruno turned to look at me and raised an eyebrow, “If you’re coming here to find me, then aren’t you in the same boat as me?”

“Huh? My girlfriends prohibited me from getting close to another girl (lie), so I decided not to dance (lie). I’ve been spending my time getting some food and those delicious fruit punch (lie).” I said.

“I’ve never met someone whose words were made up of complete lies. Even professional liars have at least one truth mixed within their words.”

Are there such things as professional liars? If so, damn. Imagine making a living by lying. I mean, that’s how criminals survive and all, but…damn.

“Just kidding. I’ve been dancing with Fujiwara-san and Kunitachi-san. What about you? Does your girlfriend allow you to…”

“Nah. I only danced for the sake of dancing. Plus, some of my dance partners are rich enough to sponsor me a few things, so I wanna get on their good side.”

Tsk, tsk, tsk. The cruel side of ȧduŀt life. Even something as simple as dancing must turn into a political war, affluence war, and sponsorship war. A kid like me doesn’t need anything…or do I?

I mean, I’ve danced with Kunitachi and Fujiwara, both of whom were considered high-class even amongst the high-class guests here. And both of them were Japanese, making it easier for us to connect.

“Good evening, guests from afar. I hope you have been enjoying the ball so far.” Shirokusa Kachi, the emcee for almost everything that happened over the two weeks, spoke.

Hearing the positive response from the audience, her cold face let out a small smile for a moment before returning back to her usual impassive face, “Great! Now, we mustn’t forget about the whole purpose of this ball in the first place, which was to decide on the theme of our final competition to decide who would be the best pianist in the world.”

“Now, let us invite Yamamoto-sama to decide on a random topic that he most probably is just thinking of right now.”

Despite that underlining insult, everybody just laughed, Akira included as he walked up to receive the microphone from Shirokusa.

“Thank you, Shirokusa-san. Now, I announce! The next theme I would like to hear is…”

“Anime!”

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A/N: Just hypothetically speaking, if Fuutarou were to go to another world, would you guys be interested in that? If so, do you want to make it a long arc (>20 chapters) or a short one (<20 chapters)? I can’t guarantee it would be super, super interesting, but I can guarantee it would be a fresh change of pace. Please comment lol~.

Good news for all of you readers. My holiday officially started, so I’m praying and hoping that I will be able to write more. I didn’t write a single chapter this week and I’m feeling refreshed. Updates will become more frequent (hopefully, but don’t set your expectations too high), and maybe I’ll finally start rewriting the Douluo fanfic.

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