Miku

Higashino Makoto leaned back in a chair at the dessert shop, contemplating his progress.

Tohka Yatogami, Kurumi, Nia, Yoshino, Natsumi Kyouno are all taken care of.

Half remains.

1, 5, 6, 8, 9.

Origami, Kotori Itsuka, Mukuro Hoshimiya, the Yamai Sisters, and Miku Izayoi.

He leaned back in his chair, wondering who to contact next.

These few each have their own characteristics, making it difficult to choose one in a short time.

Never mind, I'll just wander around.

Whoever comes along is who they are; when fate brings them together, they will naturally make their move.

Higashino Makoto stood up and walked out of the dessert shop.

The sunlight felt warm and comforting on my face.

He walked along the street, aimlessly, just strolling around.

As I passed by an electronics store, several televisions in the window were playing the same image.

A stage, brightly lit, with a purple curtain hanging from the dome.

A woman stood in the center of the stage, her long purple hair cascading over her shoulders, adorned with a white flower.

She was wearing a glamorous idol outfit, revealing a section of her fair thigh.

She wore a pair of silver high heels, which made her figure look even taller.

Izayoi Miku.

The singing came through the television speakers, clear and sweet, like warm water with honey added.

She bounced around on the stage, her skirt swaying with her movements, while the audience below waved glow sticks in rhythm.

Higashino Makoto stood in front of the shop window, watching Miku Izayoi on TV.

In his previous life, he wasn't very interested in idols, didn't have the habit of following celebrities, and had never even attended a concert.

But Miku Izayoi is different; these Elf Kingdom were all prepared for him by Mio, so strictly speaking, they all belong to him.

You should always take a look at your own things.

The song is nice, and the person is quite cute.

Okay, I've decided on her.

Higashino Makoto turned around and walked towards the event venue.

When he arrived, the concert was nearing its end.

Miku Izayoi stood in the center of the stage, her long purple hair damp with sweat, a few strands clinging to her cheeks.

Her breathing was a little rapid, but her voice remained steady and without any distortion.

The audience waved glow sticks and chanted her name in rhythm.

She waved her hand, and the screams from the audience rose even higher.

Higashino Makoto stood at the very back of the venue, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching Miku Izayoi on the stage.

The lights danced around her, her long purple hair shimmering with a dreamlike glow, and the sequins on her idol outfit sparkled.

She danced with great effort, and every movement was clean and crisp.

The atmosphere was great, and the songs were pretty good too; no wonder it's so popular.

The last song has ended.

Miku Izayoi stood in the center of the stage and bowed deeply.

The applause and cheers from the audience surged like a tide. She straightened up, waved, and then turned and walked off the stage.

The lights dimmed, and the audience began to leave.

Higashino Makoto straightened up from the wall, preparing to leave.

The security at the venue seemed pretty good, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

After all, it's her own property, so we should be more tolerant of her.

He walked out of the venue and along the street.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a hint of coolness.

I heard hurried footsteps behind me, high heels clicking on the concrete.

Before he could turn around, a figure pounced on him from behind, wrapping arms around his waist and pressing his face against his back.

A soft touch pressed against his back, and long purple hair brushed against his neck, tickling him.

"Darling."

Miku Izayoi's voice had a slightly coquettish nasal tone.

"I thought you were so busy being all lovey-dovey with Xiao Natsumi Kyouno that you'd forgotten about me."

Higashino Makoto felt the soft touch on his back and silently gave himself a thumbs up.

How could that be?

"Real?"

"Real."

Miku Izayoi let go of his hand and walked around to face him.

She had changed her clothes; she was no longer wearing that glamorous idol outfit, but a purple dress with a hem that reached her knees and a low neckline that revealed her fair collarbone.

She was still wearing stage makeup, with purple eyeshadow and glossy lips.

She looked up at him, a sly smile playing in her purple eyes.

"How about we have a party at Xiao Natsumi Kyouno's house tonight?"

Higashino Makoto looked at her.

You're really persistent.

"Not very good."

"Huh? How could this be?"

Miku Izayoi's lips drooped, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"Natsumi Kyouno specifically instructed me not to put you and her together."

Miku Izayoi's lips twitched slightly.

That stingy guy.

"You'd be stingy too."

Miku Izayoi opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but no words came out.

She was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"Fine, since that's the case, let's go on a date."

She grabbed his hand, turned, and walked away.

The high heels clicked on the ground, the steps light and quick like a cat that had stolen a fish.

She pulled Higashino Makoto forward.

"You just finished your concert, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired anymore once I see Darling."

Miku Izayoi led him into a large hotel.

The lobby was magnificent, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome and marble floors that were polished to a shine.

There were no other guests, only a uniformed waiter standing at the front desk. When he saw Miku Izayoi enter, he bowed slightly.

"Miku Izayoi, everything is ready."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Miku Izayoi led Higashino Makoto into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

The elevator doors closed, and the mirrored wall reflected the two figures.

Miku Izayoi looked at herself in the mirror and reached out to tidy her hair.

"You booked the entire hotel?"

"Well, he's an idol after all, I don't like being bothered."

The elevator doors opened, revealing a corridor covered with a red carpet.

Miku Izayoi led him to the end of the corridor and pushed open a double wooden door.

Inside was a huge suite, complete with a living room, dining room, bedroom, and bathroom.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the city's night view, a dazzling display of lights, like a glittering galaxy.

Food was already laid out on the long table in the restaurant.

Steak, lobster, salad, soup, and a bottle of red wine that looks very expensive.

Two candlesticks burned at either end of the table, their light reflecting a soft glow onto the silver cutlery.

Miku Izayoi let go of his hand and walked to the side of the dining table to sit down.

Higashino Makoto sat down opposite her.

The waiter came in from outside, opened the wine bottle, poured a glass for each of them, and then left.

The door closed, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Miku Izayoi picked up her wine glass and gently swirled it, the red wine forming dark red "tears" on the glass. She looked at the wine in the glass and remained silent for a moment.

"Darling."

"Um."

Aren't you curious why I like you?

Of course I know, since Mio had told me, but I still kept saying I didn't know.

She put down her wine glass, crossed her hands on the table, and looked at him with her purple eyes.

"After the world lines merged, I gained some other memories. In that world line without you, I kept waiting, waiting for someone who could make me sing again, waiting for someone who could help me climb out of that Abyss."

Her voice was very soft.

"Later, Mio found me and gave me the Spirit Crystal. She said, 'Someone asked me to give this to you. He said, "Your singing is beautiful; you shouldn't stop."'"