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[aoba-tsumugiii-blog]

✧ @blackmoonrain | Starter Call  ✧

After walking around the city for a bit, trying to see what this vast city has to give, Aoba ends up at a library at the end of the city. He enters in the building, and is greeted with quiet classy piano music.

“Ah~... This so so relaxing, I could stay here forever~ ♪” Aoba thinks to himself, starting to wonder around the library, looking for a fantasy novel to read.

“Maybe I should apply to work here, its very relaxing here and I do need money to ta-” without paying attention, Aoba bumps into a tall purple-haired young man holding a novel about acting in his hands.

“A-Ah! I’m v-very sorry for my clumsiness. W-Wait, is that... A n-novel about acting...? I-I’m not an actor m-myself, but I am an idol i-if that counts. I-Im Aoba T-Tsumugi... from the unit Switch... E-Even though we are a pretty new unit, h-have you heard of me...?”

[ryuseiao-blog]

@blackmoonrain

Among things that had not been brought to Hive City, unfortunately, were all of Kanata’s handmade plushies. A lot of time and effort had gone into those precious toys that kept him company. He was lucky enough that after arriving here, he was able to get ahold of the materials and supplies to make a few more.

One of the things that he’d made was a smaller version of one of his larger plushies. It was a charm made to resemble a jellyfish, complete with tiny ribbons dangling from the bottom. The issue with its size was this: It was lightweight, and it’s not as though there’s no breeze in Hive City.

“Ah! Come back..~” Kanata had called as the wind whisked away the little jellyfish. He had not completely removed himself from the fountain’s water, soaked clothes weighing him down to make his already slow movements slower, before the charm been blown right over to a stranger, stopping against his feet.

[banzaimaki-blog]

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Cheeks turned red as she realized the melodic voice was intended for her ears - perhaps not her ears only, but nonetheless the effect was not diminished. Maki stubbornly turned her face to the side. “What’s this about?” She huffed out, trying to mask her embarrassment.

“Is this because I’m an idol, o-or are you trying to impress me? I guess it’s not…the worst…” Her voice trailed off into a mumble.