I make my way to where I left the broom and start sweeping the hall to get rid of the dust. As I work, a faint sound catches my attention – a voice coming from Room 3, Roselia's studio.
Intrigued, I decide to investigate and slowly walk towards the studio, my steps cautious and quiet. As I peer inside through a crack in the door, I see the members of Roselia.
I'm met with a scene that envelops me, pulling me into its embrace. The studio is aglow with a warm, golden hue, the soft lighting casting an almost ethereal glow on the members of Roselia.
At the forefront stands Yukina Minato, her presence commanding yet vulnerable as her voice weaves a tapestry of emotions. Her eyes are closed, her brows slightly furrowed in concentration as she pours her heart into each note. The purity of her voice resonates deeply, filling every corner of the room with its rich, velvety timbre.
Beside her, the guitarist, Hikawa Sayo, is lost in her own world, fingers moving deftly across the strings, each notes a thread that weaves into the tapestry Yukina's voice creates. Her gaze is fixed on her instrument, but there's a flicker of emotion in her eyes, a connection to the music that transcends the physical act of playing.
The bassist, Imai Lisa, exudes a quiet intensity, her fingers dancing along the strings of her instrument, adding depth and a pulsating rhythm to the composition. Her concentration is unwavering, her connection to the music unbreakable as she grounds the melody with a steady heartbeat.
the keyboardist, is a picture of serene focus, her fingers moving fluidly over the keys, conjuring an ethereal backdrop that elevates the entire performance.
Her eyes hold a distant but resolute expression as if she's channeling something beyond the visible realm.
And then there's the drummer, a force of controlled energy. Her arms move with precision and power, each beat echoing through the room like the heartbeat of the music itself. Her gaze is fixed on the others, a conductor of rhythm and tempo.
As I watch, I'm immersed in their world, a silent spectator of their passion and dedication. The convergence of their talents, emotions, and camaraderie forms a connection that transcends words, creating a symphony that resonates deep within me.
"They are all perfectionists..." I mutter to myself, my gaze fixed on the captivating performance unfolding before me.
Lost in the mesmerizing world of Roselia's music, I'm suddenly pulled back to reality by a tap on my shoulder. Startled, I quickly turn around to find Kasumi and her gang standing beside me.
Kasumi places a finger to her lips, gesturing for silence.
I nod in understanding, realizing they must want to savor this moment without disturbing the performance.
As we watch in hushed anticipation, the Poppin'Party band enters the studio. Their presence is a silent acknowledgment of the camaraderie that exists among these bands – a shared respect for one another's craft and dedication.
The air is thick with emotion as Roselia's song comes to an end, the final note lingering in the air before fading away.
The studio is filled with a reverent silence, a collective appreciation for the artistry that was just witnessed.
The mesmerizing performance of Roselia comes to an end, leaving a lingering silence in the room. Just then, I notice Yukina's gaze fixating on us, followed by the other members of the band.
"How was it?" Yukina inquires, her voice carrying the weight of anticipation.
"It was good!!" Kasumi's voice rings out cheerfully, her enthusiasm evident.
"As expected of Roselia..." Arisa adds in admiration.
My heart pounds a little faster as Yukina's attention turns toward me. Her eyes lock onto mine as she waits for my response.
For a moment, I'm at a loss for words. The intensity of their performance, the depth of emotion woven into their music, it all leaves me speechless.
"Well?" Yukina's gaze remains unyielding, awaiting my verdict. "What do you think, Nakasone-san?"
I take a moment to gather my thoughts, still immersed in the afterglow of the performance. My mind races to put into words the overwhelming impact of what I've just witnessed.
"It was perfect," I finally manage to say, my voice sincere and filled with admiration.
"Really? That's good to know," Yukina replies, a hint of satisfaction in her voice.