The mafia boss sits, rooted in her chair. Equal parts imposing and alluring, many would gladly bend the knee before her. 
A Master Stroke
Kaoruko:Futaba-han! Futaba-haaan!
Kaoruko:Ugh, where in the world has that girl got off to?
Kaoruko:Futaba-haaan! ...Hm?
Junna:That looks good for the ink.
Junna:Ink, paper, paperweight, brush... Good to go!
Kaoruko:Pardon m-- Oh, it was you, Hoshimi-han.
Junna:Did you need something, Hanayagi-san?
Kaoruko:I'm looking for Futaba-han.
Junna:Oh, Isurugi-san just stepped out. Dance practice with Saijo-san, she said.
Kaoruko:WHAT!? Unbelievable! I'm on cleaning duty today and I was going to get her to help me!
Junna:Did she say she was going to help you?
Kaoruko:I hadn't actually...asked her yet.
Junna:You haven't!?
Kaoruko:No, but it's Futaba-han's job to help me out when I need her!
Junna:...I'm speechless. I feel sorry for Isurugi-san.
Kaoruko:Ugh, fine then. I suppose it can't be helped. You'll just have to help me, then.
Junna:Unfortunately, I'm in the middle of something.
Kaoruko:What, practicing your penmanship? What are you doing?
Junna:The new students will be coming soon. I wanted to write up some motivational calligraphy to hang in the hall.
Kaoruko:And with a brush and ink, no less. Look at little miss tryhard here.
Kaoruko:Why are you holding the brush like that?
Junna:Like what? Is there something odd about it?
Kaoruko:You've got it by the neck. It's not a pencil, dear. Here... Let me have it.
Junna:Huh? Uh, here.
Kaoruko:Mmm, I'm not surprised to see you've taken good care of your brush. ...Even if it is a cheap one.
Junna:And yet, somehow, it still writes.
Kaoruko:So? What are we writing?
Junna:"A broad and bright heart".
Kaoruko:A big, open heart filled with light... That's a cultured choice. Very you, Hoshimi-han.
Kaoruko:All right, then.
Kaoruko:..........
Kaoruko:"A broad and bright heart". There, how's that?
Junna:It's...amazing!
Junna:Every stroke is perfectly clean and balanced... It's like a textbook example!
Kaoruko:Goodness, I should think any normal person could do this much?
Junna:...Well excuse me for not being normal.
Kaoruko:I'm heir to the Senka-ryu School. As someone who stands above the masses, I have a duty to master flower arrangement, tea ceremony, and calligraphy.
Junna:I suppose even a tyrant needs culture?
Junna:Heh... I knew that role was perfect for you.
Kaoruko:Huh?
Junna:In "Mafia Famiglia". The crime boss, Don Salvatore. He was a selfish tyrant, but he did have class.
Kaoruko:A true star can play ANY role to perfection. I simply played a perfect kingpin!
Junna:I'm just saying it was a great fit. It's a compliment. And this calligraphy looks great as well, thanks to you.
Junna:I appreciate it, Hanayagi-san.
Kaoruko:H-Hmph! This... This sort of thing is nothing for me.
Junna:Really!? Then I'd love it if you could write out a few more for me!
Kaoruko:Whaaat? I'll have you know my calligraphy isn't the sort of thing to waste on some silly school wall hanging...
Junna:That's a shame. All the new students would be so starstruck when they see how beautiful and refined your work is, Hanayagi-san.
Kaoruko:Fine, I suppose I'll indulge you.
Junna:Wonderful! So next up, let's do...
Junna:"Pushing ahead"!
Kaoruko:The unflagging pursuit of one's craft and one's ambitions... A fitting word for aspiring stars like us.
Kaoruko:Aaand... There. "Pushing ahead".
Junna:Your penmanship is really stunning. Next! "Perseverance"!
Kaoruko:Keep piling one grain of sand atop another and you'll make a mountain in time. There's no substitute for steady effort.
Kaoruko:Simple enough... "Perseverance". There.
Junna:It's so crisp, so clean! Okay, next... "Hubris"!
Kaoruko:Pride comes before a fall. We need to be careful not to lose sight of that.
Junna:Yes, or they might turn into petty tyrants like you, Hanayagi-san. The horror!
Kaoruko:Excuse me!? Just what are you having me write here!?
Junna:Ahhh, this has made for some lovely motivational calligraphy. Thank you, Hanayagi-san!
Kaoruko:Nrrgh... I'm the kingpin, and you played me like a fiddle.
Kaoruko:You're the real evil overlord here! Come back this instant, Hoshimi-haaan!
A Team Effort
Kaoruko:*sigh* I'm completely exhausted.
Futaba:We've hardly walked at all. You shouldn't have eaten so much mitsumame at Fuukoan.
Kaoruko:Well, then it shouldn't have been so tasy. And unlike you, my legs aren't all gristly muscle, Futaba-han.
Futaba:Excuse me? Who's got gristly, muscly, fat legs!?
Kaoruko:This is why I said we should take the motorcycle.
Futaba:If I took my bike, we'd have to find a place to park it.
Kaoruko:True, the last time we wound up circling around and around and around looking for parkng... It was exhausting.
Futaba:Yeah, I remember. You insisted on--
Kaoruko:Oh! A rickshaw.
Futaba:Huh?
Kaoruko:A rickshaw would be a more comfortable ride than your motorcycle, plus it wouldn't tire me out.
Kaoruko:You should really buy one, Futaba-han. I'm sure you'd make a wonderful driver.
Futaba:You want me to pull you around in a cart? Honestly, what am--
Foreign Lady:
[Excuse me! Can you help me?]
Kaoruko:Gah! What's this, now?
Futaba:[Uh, er, h-hello?]
Foreign Lady:
[I just need some directions.]
Futaba:[Ack, I, um... I...cannot...speak? English? Er...]
Kaoruko:Do your best, dear.
Futaba:I'm trying! ...And would you stop watching and help me!?
Kaoruko:Help you with what? Any normal person can speak English these days.
Futaba:Would I be asking for help if I could speak English!?
Kaoruko:Oh, fine. I can't bear to watch anymore.
Kaoruko:[I can help. Where are you going?]
Foreign Lady:
[Oh, thank you!]
Foreign Lady:
[I've heard there's a famous Japanese confectionery shop around here.]
Foreign Lady:
[I think it was called, uh...]
Kaoruko:[Is it Fuukoan?]
Futaba:...Fuukoan?
Foreign Lady:
[Yes, that's it! How can I get there?]
Kaoruko:[Go down this alley, then turn right when you reach the end.]
Kaoruko:[We were just there. It's a very nice place.]
Foreign Lady:
[Oh, so I've heard! Thank you so much for the help!]
Futaba:That sounded like it worked out. Way to go, Kaoruko.
Kaoruko:Really, wherever would you be without me, Futaba-han?
Foreign Lady:
[Japanese people are so friendly!]
Foreign Lady:
[I haven't really traveled abroad so I was pretty nervous...]
Foreign Lady:
[But it looks like I made a good choice coming here!]
Kaoruko:[Uh?]
Foreign Lady:
[Say, do you think you could let me know any other spots you recommend?]
Kaoruko:[Um...]
Futaba:What's she saying, Kaoruko?
Kaoruko:I-It was too fast for me to catch...
Futaba:What!?
Kaoruko:[Um, excuse me, could you repeat that, please?]
Foreign Lady:
[Can you tell me any sightseeing spots you recommend?]
Foreign Lady:
[With girls as nice as you two living here.]
Kaoruko:[Um, well...]
Futaba:[Yes! Yes! I'm fine! Super fine!]
Kaoruko:F-Futaba-han!?
Foreign Lady:
[What!? Are you all right?]
Futaba:[Welcome, Japan! Welcome, okay?]
Kaoruko:What's with the exaggerated pantomime?
Foreign Lady:
[Hahaha! Thanks for the welcome.]
Futaba:A handshake? [Okay! Okay!]
Futaba:Ahahaha!
Foreign Lady:
[Hahahaha!]
Kaoruko:Unreal, they're best friends now...
Futaba:Okay! Let's gooo!
Foreign Lady:
[Let's go! Hahahaha!]
Kaoruko:H-Hey, wait! Where are you two going!?
Kaoruko:Rgh, she's always stealing the show...
Kaoruko:I was the one who could actually carry on a conversation, you know! Are you listening to me!? Futaba-haaan!
Kaoruko:The boss holding the entire family together... Heh, that's so me. I should start the Kaoruko Family ♪
Kaoruko:Heh heh, I feel even more important than usual dressed up as the boss. You there! Eat my onions for me!
Kaoruko:Hm? You don't see any difference from usual? If you can't spot a change like this, you're blind, pal.
Kaoruko:I would normally have said "Eat my onions for me, PLEASE."
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