Backstage chaos
End Band plotted restroom delay.
Ryo to Nijika: "Run up, ferocious, demand why other girls! He'll turn over… cough leaf."
Nijika strange: "Club activity! Why me?"
"Leader."
Hitori turned away, Kita embarrassed smile.
"You guys!" Nijika protested.
To backstage, Ryo persuading.
Saw Hotaru surrounded.
Nijika, Kita, Hitori blanched.
Ryo mouth open.
Nijika: "W-what?"
Ryo: "Plan change. Join or nothing."
Nijika: "Get what?"
Ryo squatted, grabbed leg.
Kita: "Help!"
Nijika hand trembled, wry smile to gray Hitori: "Just us."
Hotaru limbs controlled. Torn?
"Easy!"
Hand in pocket.
"Wallet? Ryo?"
"Not me."
Anon arrived, pupils contracted. Tomori hugging… sour!
"What doing?"
"Celebrating?" Hotaru uncertain.
Anon sharpened: "Tomori hugged first?"
"Yes."
Anon skeptical.
Nijika arrived, covered face. No peace.
Hotaru eyes lit: "Nijika, Anon, saviors! Pull off, can't breathe."
Anon unhappy: Nijika first!
Nijika sighed: "Your doing. Reflect."
Anon huffed agreement.
Hotaru: "Wrong?"
Called Nijika again!
Ignored, walked corner chatting.
"Starry practice?"
"School?"
Flushed, awkward smiles.
Soyo arrived, counted girls, stomach pang, heart pounded. Mine taken!
Persuaded: "Let go, dangerous. Talk, drinks treat."
Unheard amid laughter.
Hotaru pained smile: "Thanks, Soyo. Tire out."
Soyo deep: Your fault!
Mutsumi last, distant. Amazing… more than Xiangzi. Friend?
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