"Really? Top three? Are you sure?" Luigi asked again in a low voice.
Angel's voice quickly came through. "It can basically be confirmed that you're in the top three."
Hearing Angel's answer, Luigi let out a long breath.
Yet even with the answer, Luigi's face still looked pale in Angel's eyes, and his lips had not stopped trembling.
Why was that?
Angel had thought Luigi was worried that his ranking would not be high enough, which was why his inner anxiety showed on his face. But now, that did not seem to be the case?
Facing Angel's confusion, Luigi gave a bitter smile. "I don't know what's going on either, but it's most likely an aftereffect of that passionate performance just now..."
Luigi himself had noticed it as well. His lips would not stop trembling, his gaze was unfocused, and even his legs felt weak beneath him. Luckily, he was sitting down. Otherwise, he would probably have collapsed onto the floor by now.
This condition had appeared after his performance ended.
Perhaps it was because he had not performed at such intensity for so long, nor had he often poured out such fervent emotions. After the climax of "Chasing Dreams," his body had reacted with this kind of stress response.
Still, he knew his own body best. Though Luigi felt slightly unwell, it was not a serious problem. He should be fine after resting for a few minutes.
After hearing this, Angel roughly understood the situation. Could this be an alternative kind of Sage Time?
Since Luigi was fine, Angel was relieved.
Time slowly passed.
About five minutes later, color gradually returned to Luigi's face, and his lips stopped trembling. The aftereffects of the performance had finally subsided.
At that very moment, Uriel, who had been standing there dumbstruck all