“Mmh…”
Sunlight filtered through the window, falling onto the bed and Tenshi’s face.
The young girl let out a few soft grunts, stretched her limbs thoroughly, and then rubbed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, what met her sight was the ceiling of her and Aria’s room in the activity club.
The once plain white ceiling was now covered with various little stickers and group photos of everyone.
“Alive for another day. How nice.”
Tenshi muttered to herself before sitting up from the bed.
Ever since her entropy loss syndrome rapidly worsened, almost every time she closed her eyes to sleep felt like drawing a lottery ticket or taking a gamble.
Every time she opened her eyes the next morning, she felt a heartfelt sense of relief deep inside.
Life is precious, but many people only know this conceptually, talking about it without ever experiencing it firsthand.
But for Tenshi, who had already died once and was currently hovering on the deadline between life and death, her current life itself was the epitome of those words.
“It’s been so, so long since I felt this… full of energy.”
A faint smile curled on the girl’s lips.
Today was the second day after taking the fading life potion, and after waking up, she felt much more energetic than before.
Dressing simply in a shirt and skirt, Tenshi got out of bed, folded her blanket, and checked the time.
It was already the afternoon.
Although the potion had improved her physical condition, running around like that last night still caused her to sleep for a very long time.
After a quick wash, she went out with her hair down.
Teacher Cecilia seemed to have gone out, Aria was cleaning outside, Nangong should be in the dance studio now, and Sunna was also out, likely working her part-time job.
“Morning, Aria.”
Tenshi sidled up to Aria and reached out to pat her.
Aria was not maintaining her projection at the moment and was startled by Tenshi’s sudden approach.
[Aria was startled by your sudden physical contact. Panic +88.]
“It’s been so long since I saw you like this, so of course I need to give you a proper checkup.
“Yesterday I was in a rush to find Nangong and Sunna, so I didn’t have time at all.”
Tenshi’s hands felt around Aria’s mechanical body a bit, and she nodded in satisfaction.
“How is it?” Aria asked.
“Well-maintained. Not much different from when I tuned you up last time,” Tenshi said.
“Of course it hasn’t changed much, it hasn’t been that long,” Aria said.
“Don’t touch me so suddenly next time. Just tell me in the dorm, it’s not like I’d refuse to let you check.”
“Mm-hmm, can’t be helped.
Who told me to pass out asleep as soon as I hit the dorm bed?” Tenshi shrugged and said with a grin, “I’ll go check on Nangong.”
With that, she turned and walked toward the dance studio.
When she reached the door of the dance studio, Tenshi paused.
[Fairy watched the video posted by Delusional Angels Sole Designated Official Account and felt pleasure. Pleasure +32.]
[Rain watched the video posted by Delusional Angels Sole Designated Official Account, felt relaxed, and was happy about your recovery. Relaxation +45. Happiness +97.]
“Idol activities.”
At this moment, those four words popped into Tenshi’s head.
Engaging in idol activities was indeed a good way to accumulate popularity.
Most importantly, there was a high chance that particularly troublesome problems wouldn’t actively come knocking on her door.
The videos she shot with Aria and the others in the past were now being watched by other people, providing a certain amount of emotion points as well.
“Should I also go up on stage and dance with Aria and the others later…”
Tenshi mumbled to herself and pushed open the door to the dance studio.
Nangong was not, as she had imagined, practicing dance moves in front of the mirror by herself.
She was currently sitting cross-legged in front of the mirror with several sheets of sketch paper in her hands, on which were drawn some very simple stage designs. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
They were draft papers Tenshi had left behind earlier.
Sunna and the others had seen this before, but before yesterday, they didn’t understand what the “Blastcrawler” drawn on the drafts represented.
The draft paper Nangong was staring intently at showed a wide view looking at the stage from the audience’s perspective.
However, the crucial detail was that under every audience seat, a “Blastcrawler” was drawn.
“I originally thought placing your bombs on stage was bold enough.”
Nangong suddenly spoke, then turned her head to look at Tenshi walking over:
“Looking through your previous designs just now, I never expected you actually wanted to put a bomb under every Dreamer’s butt.”
“That’s called sensory immersive design.”
Tenshi sat down beside Nangong:
“When the performance reaches its climax, we literally blast the Dreamers into the sky along with us.
“It’s like when you play games and constantly want to move along with the game characters.”
Nangong nodded and didn’t offer any rebuttal; instead, she said with a grin:
“An immersive experience, I like it.
“Though I think putting just one bomb isn’t quite enough.”
“That works too, but two bombs would be too powerful. If the Dreamers fly up, we’d need a bigger stage, and it’d have to be an indoor two-story structure.”
Tenshi also didn’t object to Nangong’s idea; on the contrary, she nodded earnestly:
“But we don’t have that many Dennies to prepare all that.”
“Actually… I won a lottery ticket recently,” Nangong said.
Tenshi: “I have no objections, but if Sunna finds out, she’ll start a fight with you.”
Nangong: “…That’s true.”
At the thought of Sunna having once said something like, “Your money is your money, only money made together can be spent on the stage,” Nangong shook her head and complained:
“She really is terrifyingly serious about stuff like this.”
Although she was complaining, Nangong had a smile on her face.