Things were turning out somewhat differently than Miki Kashiwagi had anticipated.
Even though all five performers on stage wore masks, and both Hitori and Sakiko beside her had been completely unable to tell who was who before her warning—were the people in this Japanese world hit with some sort of blinding status effect? Their hair wasn't concealed at all, and anyone could tell who was who just from their hair color!
That wasn't the point, however. The point was that little brat Mortis was actually practicing her guitar seriously, a far cry from the slacking off Hitori had described to her. The seven-string guitar in her hands was like a third hand, handled as naturally and effortlessly as her own body, and she even showed a faint tendency to take over the rhythm from Mana's keyboard and Umiri's bass... though for a band, things going off-plan was hardly a good thing.
Chapter 231