ViAdvena
Schrödinger's cat
As Kaiyoto and Sekai dueting, Azami noticed that Kaiyoto singing voice sound familiar, in the same way that the white-haired girl voice was familiar, but even more. Then in the end of their duet, Sekai announced that Kaiyoto was actually a musician. Azami wasn’t always the one to pay attention to music, so if she recognize his voice, then his music must be often played in the radio or television. Wait, wasn’t that means the white-haired girl’s song was often played too? Azami made a mental note to check the stranger’s background after this.
After made the announcement, Sekai said it’s almost time for the fireworks, so whoever want to sing better do it soon. Fireworks huh? She thought. She glanced at Ken who was still sleeping. Well, someone need to wake him up, then. So, moving a little, she tapped Ken’s shoulder gently, “Wake up, sleepyhead. You don’t want to spend the whole night in here, do you?”
Azami had no interest in singing, so she didn’t intend to sing unless someone thrust a microphone under her nose. But that’s exactly what happened. Someone (it can be anyone) handed her the microphone. She blinked as she looked at the mic in her hand. ...When was the last time she sang? It had been a long time, certainly. But for some reason she didn’t protest. Instead, she looked at the song list and chose one she was familiar with. A soundtrack of a famous show. It was slow, so she wouldn’t have much difficulties in singing it. But it was also a duet song. Azami looked at the other. From all of them, only a few hadn’t sing yet, and the one nearest to her was...
“Minoru,” she handed the other mic to him, “you also haven’t sing yet.”
[/media]
After made the announcement, Sekai said it’s almost time for the fireworks, so whoever want to sing better do it soon. Fireworks huh? She thought. She glanced at Ken who was still sleeping. Well, someone need to wake him up, then. So, moving a little, she tapped Ken’s shoulder gently, “Wake up, sleepyhead. You don’t want to spend the whole night in here, do you?”
Azami had no interest in singing, so she didn’t intend to sing unless someone thrust a microphone under her nose. But that’s exactly what happened. Someone (it can be anyone) handed her the microphone. She blinked as she looked at the mic in her hand. ...When was the last time she sang? It had been a long time, certainly. But for some reason she didn’t protest. Instead, she looked at the song list and chose one she was familiar with. A soundtrack of a famous show. It was slow, so she wouldn’t have much difficulties in singing it. But it was also a duet song. Azami looked at the other. From all of them, only a few hadn’t sing yet, and the one nearest to her was...
“Minoru,” she handed the other mic to him, “you also haven’t sing yet.”
[media]