The stage lights were fully restored, plunging the large auditorium back into brightness. Miki Kashiwagi still leaned back casually in her chair, wearing a relaxed expression as if the performance were still ongoing.
Umiri had already left, and the workers had gone too. Since there were no performance plans for the next two days, they could tidy up the props when they came back to work tomorrow—
In short, the vast auditorium now held only people and dolls.
Miki Kashiwagi let out a long sigh to give herself a mental pep talk. This was her first time doing this kind of serious psychological counseling work, and she was inexplicably a bit nervous...
Perhaps she ought to ask herself why she was always surrounded by a bunch of problematic girls?
Clearly, her personality, words, and actions were all completely normal; by no stretch of the imagination could this be a case of Stand users being drawn to each other!
Five truants who loved to bicker yet somehow still managed to stick together and live their lives; a bassist who lacked love and was therefore full of "mom energy" yet packed with wild ideas and came across as terribly childish; a contradictory keyboardist who was always plotting her escape yet cared far too much about her pride, making her endlessly twisted; and now, a guitarist whose left and right brains were locked in mortal combat, with multiple personalities brawling away...
Playing musical instruments truly was a high-risk occupation for mental illnesses.
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