[it's not the first bodyguard job he's ever taken, and it's definitely not going to be the last - though as kuma rintarou scrolls through the terms and conditions that were sent to his phone, he hums thoughtfully to himself. he's met all manner of people in his life and his travels, but he can't help but think - ]
An idol, huh...? Guess I get to meet with a proper celebrity!
[he muses out loud to himself even as he wanders through the busy stadium packed with fans. he weaves his way through the girls carrying fans, light sticks, towels with the performing group's faces on it. they chatter excitedly about the concert, naming off all the group members as rintarou tries to commit all the different details to memory. seems like he'll have a lot to learn - but that's the fun of it, really!
he flashes his backstage clearance pass to the staff members and skips his way backstage - he figures that it'd be better to introduce himself to his new charge sooner rather than later. the opening act is still going, leaving rintarou with a little bit more time to make this kujo tenn's acquaintance.
he knocks on the dressing room door - ]
Heyo, heyo! Kuma Rintarou, requesting permission to enter, please and thank you. ♪
[ Tenn had been against this from the start. Neither Ryu or Gaku had needed a bodyguard or had been rather firmly coerced into accepting one, which he finds vastly unfair. All three members of TRIGGER had been kidnapped, after all. But Kujou-san had been insistent, and after all the man had done for him, including taking care of his parents' debts and handling Riku's hospital fees...
Tenn had already decided to repay him without complaint.
Outward complaint, anyway.
His fans had called him an angel, but when he opens the door, his expression is rather flat and scrutinizing. ]
Hmmm...? So you're supposed to be the one protecting me?
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slam dunks this down
An idol, huh...? Guess I get to meet with a proper celebrity!
[he muses out loud to himself even as he wanders through the busy stadium packed with fans. he weaves his way through the girls carrying fans, light sticks, towels with the performing group's faces on it. they chatter excitedly about the concert, naming off all the group members as rintarou tries to commit all the different details to memory. seems like he'll have a lot to learn - but that's the fun of it, really!
he flashes his backstage clearance pass to the staff members and skips his way backstage - he figures that it'd be better to introduce himself to his new charge sooner rather than later. the opening act is still going, leaving rintarou with a little bit more time to make this kujo tenn's acquaintance.
he knocks on the dressing room door - ]
Heyo, heyo! Kuma Rintarou, requesting permission to enter, please and thank you. ♪
[at least he's reliably
himself]
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Tenn had already decided to repay him without complaint.
Outward complaint, anyway.
His fans had called him an angel, but when he opens the door, his expression is rather flat and scrutinizing. ]
Hmmm...? So you're supposed to be the one protecting me?
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Bingo!
[cheerfully! without so much as a care in the world. kumarin offers a bright smile]
Kuma Rintarou, bodyguard for hire and hero for life! But I prefer to go by Kumarin. May I enter, Tenten-kun?
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I'm sorry, Kuma Rintarou. There's no Tenten-kun here.
[ AND HE'S JUST GOING TO CLOSE THE DOOR. ]
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kumarin's hand reaches out at that, just to press against the door before it shuts and he just
holds it there?
hm he's strong, unfortunately]
Immediate denial?!
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[ Tenn, that won't work. That never works. ]