Fisa laughed hard enough that some of the staff who helped around them stared at her in surprise.
"Okay then, have a good fight," Fisa said casually.
Naya clenched her fists. Fisa is too much. Her words always hurt other people's feelings.
"Hi, Naya," Fika patted both of Naya's shoulders at the same time, she surprised Naya who seemed to be daydreaming.
Earlier from a distance, Fika saw that Fisa had just approached Naya. Fika suspected that Fisa said words that Naya didn't deserve to hear.
"Ah, you?"
"Yups, of course. I came because I wanted to support my best friend."
Fika met Naya backstage before her performance.
"Thanks for your support."
"Don't think too much of it."
"I have to think about it, you always help me."
"That isn't what I mean."
"So, what?"
