
GODDESS OF VICTORY: NIKKE story · Event stories
STAR ANIS II
14 scenes, 2,041 lines
1. The Climb: A
178 linesIn T.T. STAR's waiting room.
*Huff... huff...*
Haa... haa...
Hooooo...
Ha, haha...!
Heh...
Anis throws both hands up
and high-fives Mint and Prika.
We did it! We actually did it!
... Yeah, we did it.
It still doesn't feel real.
So? How'd your first big stage feel?
It's freaking awesome!
So this is what it feels like.
I'm still tingling all over, like I just got zapped.
Good, that's the state you should be in. Hold onto it. Take a short break, you're going back out soon.
Is it really fine to do it one song at a time like this?
Wouldn't it be better to just go straight through?
What did you think was going to happen, working a bunch of rookies like that?
The bigger the stage, the more careful you have to be.
You mentioned there'd be a guest performing while we take breaks, right?
Who is it? You haven't told us yet.
Yeah, you kept dodging it every time we asked.
It's in your best interest.
I don't get why you're making such a big secret out of it.
...
It's Noise and Volume.
...
...
Oh... I guess we're not what they came for...
We've kept the guest performers under wraps.
Everyone out there came to see you, so relax.
Oh... okay.
...
Well done.
On your first big stage, you didn't slip once, and you kept your nerves in check.
You delivered exactly what you rehearsed.
... What's with you all of a sudden?
I'm praising you. Don't make me repeat myself. You'd get halfway there even just by standing on stage.
I don't know everything you went through back then,
but I know this: you clawed your way here and put up with whatever it took
because you wanted a chance like this.
Don't mistake this for luck.
This is one of the results of everything you've done to get here.
Back then, you didn't have the means or the room to seize an opportunity like this. Now you do.
So hold on to it with everything you have, and don't let go.
... Yeah, I will.
Good. Now get ready.
And don't get cocky just because you nailed one song.
Everyone gets to their feet,
exchanging quick glances before heading out.
On the way to the stage, Mint pokes Anis in the cheek.
Huh, what the...?
C'mon, smile a little. You look like you're off to kill someone.
Man, I still can't smile naturally.
You're good now.
...
Let's call this off.
Even if it's already signed, we can still back out.
Huh? Wait, why?
Let's go. We're calling this off.
...
I-I heard you two aren't really on good terms, and Mr. Mustang said he wants to make things right, so...
we just thought maybe we could help somehow...
get you two talking again...
Anis...
...
Thank you, I really do appreciate your concern.
I'll... I'll speak with my father and try to make things right.
So, let's cancel this.
That should be all right, right?
B-but why?
I-I mean... if Tetra's backing us, we could...
seriously do way better... right?
It's Tetra, after all. They're basically the heart of the entertainment world, so we could really—
No! Tetra's nothing like that!
!
That place treats Nikkes as nothing more than products! You must not go there!
You'll be destroyed... completely ruined!
Th-this isn't the time. I'll go—I'll handle this myself...!
I want to do this.
What...?
I want to keep going with Tetra's support.
We've worked hard,
and I know we're not anything special.
But... maybe that can change.
Maybe, even a little, we can become something more.
Maybe someday, we'll have our moment.
Maybe someone will finally notice us.
That's why we've kept going all this time.
You're doing better than you realize.
It's just that your efforts haven't shone through yet. There's still plenty of time, so—
Until when...?
How long do we have to keep going like this?
I-I'm not sure we'll ever really shine
since we're not... special.
So does that mean...
people like us just have to keep crawling along, inch by inch... with nothing to guide us?
We're supposed to believe there's something out there waiting for us when we can't even see it? Do we just keep feeling our way forward, blindly?
This is a chance. If we have Tetra backing us,
then even ordinary people like us can become something special.
You're wrong, Mint. You are special.
In what way...?
...
Wh-what exactly is so special about me? About us?
If we really are, then why are we still stuck at the bottom like this?
Is this what you call "special"?
Mint...
I know what you're worried about, Boss.
We know how tough it is for Tetra's pop stars.
But we can do this. I'm sure of it.
I don't think it's going to be that different, and we've done just fine so far.
Struggling blindly won't get us anywhere.
If we're going to struggle, I'd rather do it where there's at least a chance.
That's what we do best, anyway.
No... No...
I-if I could just add... the training environment there is on a completely different level.
Tetra has professional trainers, top-tier facilities, and really strong support.
And since they run their own broadcast channels, they can actively promote us if they want.
Just that alone would already make us...
...
I see. So that's how you all feel.
I get where you're coming from,
but this time, I'll be making the decision.
The deal is off.
Boss.
Mustang and Tetra
aren't what you think they are!
Even Pretty couldn't handle it. What makes you think you can?!
...
...
...
I-I'm really sorry. I wasn't trying to compare you. I truly wasn't.
B-but... no, this isn't right. I can't allow it.
Hanson straightens his clothes and heads for the door.
Just then, a voice from the TV cuts through the silence.
It's been a while, hasn't it? Since we've seen any movement on the major charts.
The major charts have been pretty stagnant for a while now.
Unless someone from the top messes up, it's almost impossible for smaller groups to break through.
It's been a year and a half since the rankings last changed. That alone tells you how closed off the music scene is.
So with Yoyo out, that opens up a spot?
Exactly, everyone's scrambling to claim that spot right now.
What's interesting is that Tetra's starting to pay attention to the indie charts too.
Oh? How so?
Tetra has officially signed T.T. STAR, a small-time group that includes Anis, the victim of Yoyo's bullying.
Wait, they're supporting an indie group? That's a first, isn't it?
Yes, it's their first time.
Tetra's usual approach has been to let the smaller groups fight it out,
and only step in once one of them makes it big.
But as I said, that hasn't happened in a year and a half.
Some see it as a way of supporting a bullying victim.
Yeah. Honestly, with so many groups out there that are both more skilled and have more potential than T.T. STAR, it's not exactly an allegation they can shake off.
Hmm... the smaller groups probably won't just sit back and let this happen.
They will. No one's stupid enough to pick a fight with Tetra.
Haha, fair enough.
If anything, most people are probably thinking, "Wait, could that be us too?"
Oh? So Tetra's setting a precedent by pulling someone up from the indie scene?
Yes. With Tetra backing them, this is basically a declaration that they're pushing the group straight into the mainstream.
Well, that's interesting.
Guess we'll see what Tetra's decision does to the pop star scene.
All right, let's move on to the next story.
...
They've already... made the announcement. That was fast.
W-we've... moved up to 11th.
A-all they did was announce it, and... we jumped two spots.
...
Hanson yanks the door open and storms out.
2. The Climb: B
158 linesBreak it. That'll cost you 20 billion.
Must you be so petulant again?
No, that's a fair price.
That's what Tetra spent on them under the contract.
Why would I throw that kind of money at outsiders?
Go on, break it.
Just be sure you can afford the penalty.
Do you really think this would make me submit to you?
Oh, you will.
If you want to protect those precious pop stars of yours, you'll come crawling back.
What other choice do you have?
...
*Sigh*
Very well,
I'll return.
But T.T. STAR remains under my management.
Go on. That's the deal you signed, isn't it? Do whatever you like.
But you did read the contract, right?
You don't get to refuse anything Tetra Line requires of you.
The second you do, the contract's void. And you'll repay every last credit I invested.
Noted.
Good.
Let's have some fun and turn those things into the greatest pop stars this industry's ever seen.
You've got a lot to say for someone who can't even remember their names.
Heh heh.
I'll have those things perform.
Give them the best facility, the best staff,
and Tetra Line Concert Hall. I'll spare no expense.
And the audience? Just me.
I want to see for myself why you're so obsessed with them.
After that, I'll decide how to turn them into superstars.
... That won't be necessary. I'll handle it myself.
What, you think I'd just leave them be?
They're my company's pop stars. Of course, I keep an eye on what's mine.
...
Now that's a look I haven't seen in a while.
It suits you far better.
Are you satisfied?
Watching me reduced to this... struggling under your control and unable to do anything.
Oh, I'm enjoying this far too much.
If it bothers you that much, come try and take me down.
You're not just going to stand there and let them slip away, as you did with Pretty, are you?
!
...
Hanson turns and leaves.
Mustang watches him go, clearly pleased.
Now that's entertainment.
Stop.
C'est bon, no need to go any further.
T.T. STAR falters, then comes to a stop mid-routine, looking bewildered.
Wha...? But you haven't seen the best part yet!
C'est bon, I've seen enough.
...
...
Mustang stands up from his seat.
C'est acceptable.
With that, he heads for the exit.
Onstage, Anis, Mint, and Prika freeze mid-dance, staring after him.
The music cuts off, and the staff begins clearing the stage.
What... the...?
Isn't it obvious? The test's over.
What do you think the result's gonna be?
He didn't even stay to the end. That tells us everything, doesn't it? I suppose we're done for.
...
... B-but Tetra really is something else, huh?
Check out this stage! The equipment's insane!
A-and, uh... look over here!
Anis raises her hand and gestures to the empty seats.
Isn't this place massive?
Man, if we packed this place out for a show, that would be epic, right?!
... Mhm, yeah.
Wonder when that day'll come.
Man, did you see that today? The staff, the equipment... These guys aren't playing around! We're getting there, I can feel it!
With Tetra's support, all that's left is to shoot straight upward!
If we do that,
we'll become something truly special!
...
You're good with words, as always.
G-good work, everyone. They said we can head back and rest now.
Seriously? That's it?
Y-yeah.
Whoa, this schedule's way too chill.
...
Oh, B-Boss!
I didn't realize you were here, haha.
Th-this place is incredible, huh? I-I've never seen anything like it before...
...
...
Don't worry about it. It's all in the past.
This place is incredible. Performing here would feel like a dream.
R-right...?
I'll do everything I can to make that happen.
Oh... yeah.
It's a little... complicated.
It'll get better, I'm sure of it.
Blood is thicker than water, after all.
Though I wouldn't know. I've never even seen my parents.
But for you, it's going to get better. Definitely.
... Yes, thank you.
All right, everyone. You did great today. Let's get some rest and put everything else aside for now.
Wow...
Prika strides past and disappears into the showers.
The water roars to life.
Then, a handle creaks as it turns.
... This shower room's on another level.
S-so I heard the dorms are basically five-star hotel level.
Th-they even have room service...
Room service? They even do instant noodles?
Y-yeah, it looks like they've got pretty much everything here.
There's a massage area, a sauna, even practice rooms downstairs...
A-and there's a repair center inside too, so you don't even have to leave the building.
There's a dressing room as well. They get new releases from major brands before department stores do...
A-and they carry all sizes, so you can try on whatever you want. There aren't any strict restrictions on returns, either.
Wow...
Riss looks around the lodging.
It looks just like the luxury hotels she's only ever seen on TV.
You can rest and practice here... It's perfect for pop... stars...
...
Th-the facilities are... really... so... everyone...
... You okay, Riss?
S-sorry, I really didn't mean to cry...
We've all been through so much... and now... to be treated like this... it just feels...
I'm just... really, really glad...
Come on, don't cry. You're going to make me cry too.
Um... I'm gonna go shower.
Y-you guys have all worked so hard.
Things are going to be good from here on out.
In a meeting room at Tetra Line's entertainment planning department.
Around twenty people are seated inside.
At the center, Mustang watches the massive screen and begins to speak.
Well, that about settles it.
They're not fit to be pop stars. There's nothing special about them, and their individual skills are downright pathetic.
That blond one is passable, but even she's only small-time at best.
We'll have to package them and carry them on image alone.
... Tch, that's a headache. We've already used up everything worth using.
...
Mustang taps his finger on the table.
For a while, the sound of soft tapping is all that fills the room.
Then it stops.
Hey, you've got the Ark's stress metrics ready, right? Pull them up.
The screen changes.
Just as I thought, the failed surface reclamation hit harder than expected. And on top of that, Pretty's dead.
No surprise the stress is piling up. At this rate, something in the Ark is bound to snap.
...
Good, we'll use them as the outlet.
Take those things and come up with two proposals each. I want ways to let the Ark's citizens vent their stress.
I don't care how far you push it. Have them ready by this time tomorrow.
I'll wire a billion to whoever I pick. Dismissed.
The meeting room empties in a flurry of movement.
Left alone, Mustang stares at the screen as a smile forms on his lips.
3. Smile Time: A
188 linesNo matter who you are, no matter what you've done,
the pop stars of your dreams will always smile for you.
You're cordially invited to join T.T. STAR for the Smile Time project.
Behind the outdoor stage, the same advertisement plays over and over on a massive screen.
Anis, Mint, and Prika stand at the center stage, staring blankly ahead.
Anis glances over her shoulder at the line of bodyguards behind them.
Uh... I heard we're just supposed to smile and go along with whatever they want. That's gonna be okay, right?
Bit much with the bodyguards, don't you think?
I guess it really is different with big companies. They even have security for something like this.
Riss, you heard anything else?
N-no, I was just told you only have to smile...
That's it? Heck, I'm a natural at that.
*Thump*
A heavy hand lands on Anis's shoulder.
She jumps and spins around.
A bodyguard stares down at her with icy eyes, pressing a finger to his lips in a warning.
Her chest tightens, a cold knot twisting in her stomach.
Forcing herself to look forward, she sees a line of people waiting.
The first person in line steps forward.
They introduce themselves as a fan who's been following them since their Meet & Meat days,
and ask if they can take a photo with all three of them.
Smiling, the girls pose for the picture.
The next fan steps up.
They ask the three of them to form a big heart with their arms.
The girls smile and oblige.
Delighted, the fan snaps a photo and leaves.
Another fan comes up.
He introduces himself as Robert,
and asks Mint to shout, "I love you, Robert."
Mint flinches for a split second, then smiles and yells it out.
The fan leaves, replaying the recording again and again.
The next fan steps forward.
They want a photo with them standing between Anis and Prika.
As they move into position, they try to slip an arm around both Anis and Prika's waists.
A bodyguard steps in quietly and stops them.
With an awkward smile, Anis rests a hand on the fan's shoulder. Prika follows her lead, and they take the photo together.
At that moment, Anis realizes she could do this all day and thinks, "So this is what connecting with fans feels like."
The thought sends a light warmth through her chest.
Another fan approaches,
glancing at the bodyguards. One of them gives an almost imperceptible nod.
The fan trips, sending the coffee cup in their hand flying.
Coffee splashes across Prika's uniform.
The fan panics, apologizing over and over.
Watching from the side, Hanson flinches.
Prika looks startled for a moment, then quickly smiles it off and reassures the fan that it's fine.
The other fans hesitate. Seeing that, Anis waves them over.
They ask for certain poses and lines, snapping photos and recording short videos.
And just like that, the first day of the Smile Time project comes to an end.
No way, we're up another spot?!
I didn't think an event like that would make such a difference.
I-it was an event with Tetra's name all over it,
so it's safe to treat it as one of their official event.
I think what the fans were thinking is that T.T. STAR is going to be pushed into the mainstream with Tetra backing them
so we should take advantage of these early events while we can.
A-and later, when they really make it big, it won't be this easy to take photos anymore...
...
Hey... you okay, Prika? How's the coffee spill?
Huh? What do you mean?
... Nothing, I'm probably overreacting.
Wait, we're not performing?
Um, yeah. For now, we're focusing on promotions. Once things start picking up, that's when we'll move to performances.
Th-they think it's more effective to go big once, rather than do a lot of smaller shows.
... Okay, guess we better get some practice in.
Um... they said you're not allowed to practice on days you have an event scheduled.
I-it's so you don't overdo it...
Are you serious? That's crazy.
I-it's Tetra, after all. Anyway, we have an event early tomorrow morning, so let's call it a day.
All right! Get some rest, we're going all out again tomorrow!
...
Anis is sure now.
She has brushed off the drink spilled on her earlier as an accident.
Two days in a row? She has chalked it up to rotten luck.
Even when sticky syrup started coming at her in strange, deliberate arcs toward her chest? She tells herself she was overthinking it.
But now, there's no denying it.
The instant she sees the ice cream flying straight at her face, she knows.
This is intentional.
She dodges, and the ice cream hits the floor with a splat.
Her gaze snaps to the fan who had been grinning expectantly just moments ago.
Now, that expression warps into panic. Anis strides toward them,
or she tries to.
A heavy hand clamps down on her shoulder.
Her eyes flick to the bodyguard behind her.
"Smile," he says. Empty eyes stare back at her from behind sunglasses.
And in that instant, everything falls into place.
So that's how it is.
Both Mint and Prika also reach the same conclusion.
They've been tossed out here like toys.
Don't screw with me, you little—
*Splat*
Prika scoops up the fallen ice cream and smears it straight into her face.
She grins through the mess.
Thank you for coming to Smile Time.
Anis and Mint watch Prika forcing a smile that's already starting to crack.
They know exactly what comes next if this falls apart.
Crippling penalties. Corporate retaliation.
Their future comes into focus with brutal clarity.
A star-shaped sticker that has been trampled into the floor until all its shine is gone.
With that in mind, the members of T.T. STAR smile.
They swallow down the sobs clawing at their throats,
forcing their trembling lips into something that almost looks real.
How dare you treat them like this?!
Whoa, easy there. What's got you all riled up?
Stop this at once! What do you think you're doing, offering them up as toys to the public?
Think you can afford the penalty?
Yes, I'll pay! Even if it takes the rest of my life, I'll pay every last bit of it! So we're done!
...
Well? What do you girls think?
...
...
...
Don't speak to my pop stars!
Well, well, look how high you've climbed.
Ninth place. Top 10 already, hm? That's a big step toward your major debut.
Don't listen to him. We can always raise the rankings back up.
There's no reason for you to be treated like this. We can do it the right way.
You know this isn't right.
So let's stop here. We can start over.
You really think playing by the rules makes you special?
Quiet, now!
... Let's go, girls.
We're not letting greed steer us off course. Even if it takes longer, we'll do this properly.
No, Anis, don't say it.
...
... Heh.
Y-yeah, some fans pulled some crap, but way more came to support us.
And, uh... if this is all we're up against, we can handle it.
I feel the same. This level of attention isn't something you can just ask for.
If it's simply part of what we have to endure to rise higher, then I think we can handle it.
And the penalty fee? Let's be real, there's no way we can ever pay that.
Don't worry, we're good at surviving the grind.
... You think this is as far as it goes?
They can do far worse. They will do far worse.
Pfft, that wouldn't matter. The bodyguards behind me will stop anyone from getting that close in the first place.
Exactly, nothing gets through unless I allow it.
...
Anis, let me say this again...
...
Mustang claps his hands so hard it echoes through the place.
Good, so you've made your choice.
I can see the fire in all of you. I like it! As someone who runs the world of entertainment, this is exactly the kind of thrill I live for.
I'll back you with everything I've got. Now let's see how you fare in the mainstream.
Ah... yeah, I-I'm counting on you.
Mustang looks at Hanson.
You'll want to hurry.
Time's not exactly on our side.
...
T.T. STAR's dorm buzzes with energy.
Hanson watches the members as they chatter excitedly about the future.
It doesn't take long for him to realize they're pushing themselves, trying to hide their anxiety.
Even so, he can't bring himself to cheer them on
since he knows exactly what kind of man Mustang is and what will happen next.
...
There is nothing he can do.
One after another, people fall for Mustang's empty promises, hurling themselves into the fire without hesitation.
And the fire consumes them all the same.
The weight of helplessness presses down on him.
He doesn't think he can talk those girls out of the future they're so desperate to believe in.
Still, he has to act.
He needs a way to overturn everything in a single move,
even if it means going to extremes.
... Everyone, I think I'll need to be away for a while.
... Huh? What for?
I have something important to to take care of. It's rather urgent.
No, it's okay. I understand. I'm sorry, I got a bit carried away.
I might be hard to reach while I'm away. Will that be all right?
Yes, it's something I have to do.
... All right, get some rest.
I'll see you soon.
That night, Hanson lies awake until morning.
At first light, he sets out.
His eyes burn with a resolve he's never shown before.
4. Smile Time: B
198 linesYeah, it's okay.
These days, you can't get by on singing and dancing alone.
This can be our chance. With Tetra's support, we can finally shape our individual image.
Then, we might actually make a name for ourselves, and a proper debut wouldn't feel so out of reach anymore.
I-I'm going to spray this on your face now.
Wh-when I do, make sure you thank me and smile, okay?
O-okay, and rolling.
Check the forums. These days, there's not a single person who doesn't know us. We're basically celebrities now.
There are way more Smile Time posts than T.T. STAR posts, but it's really all the same, so it doesn't matter.
Smiling is easy, and the fans keep saying my smile is pretty.
My boss looks a lot like you, Mint. Your eyes look almost identical.
I confessed to her, but she reacted as if she was disgusted and turned me down. Then the rumors spiraled out of control, and I ended up quitting.
I don't think it's right to trample on someone's feelings like that. So, apologize to me.
Tell me you actually liked me, that you only turned me down because you had your reasons, and say it with a smile.
This is the only way. It's the only way someone like us can ever stand out...
I just have to smile more. They say I look better when I do... the fans, I mean.
That's why they're here to see me, right? Because I look pretty when I smile.
So go on, watch me smile as much as you like...
Mint, you're actually terrible. You've got nothing going for you except your pretty face.
Don't you think you're kind of a burden?
You don't even practice in front of the mirror, do you? You just stare at yourself and think, "Yeah, I'm pretty. I don't need to practice."
Hahaha, this is fun. You're re having fun too, right? That's why you're smiling with me.
Honestly, I didn't push myself that hard. Compared to Anis and Prika, I had it easy.
So I'm fine. If it ends up like this, so be it. Maybe this is the price for trying to reach the top without earning it.
But those two are different. They worked for it. They gave everything they had. They deserve respect.
Don't touch them. If you do, I swear I'll make you regret it. Don't you dare drag their names through the dirt.
Come to me. Come closer.
Look at me smiling. Isn't my smile pretty? That's right, so come to me.
So what exactly are you good at, Mint?
You're a worse dancer than Prika, and your singing doesn't measure up to Anis either.
Other than your looks, you don't really have anything going for you. So why are you even trying to be a pop star?
Come on, I'm kidding. Smile a little.
See? You look so much prettier when you smile.
Sparkle, sparkle...
Haha, so pretty. We're shining so brightly right now, aren't we?
Bright enough for anyone to see, no matter where they are...
Right? That's true, right?
No, we're not shining at all. This isn't what it means to shine.
Sparkle, sparkle...
Hello, I'm Mint. Would you like to see me smile?
Prika has everything going for her, but her expression is too cold.
That's why you look best when you smile, so smile more.
There you go. Stretch your mouth until it's about to split. Yeah, just like that.
Gosh, you look so silly. It's adorable.
I hate this. I really hate it. I don't want to do this kind of stuff.
I just want to dance and sing. Why am I even here doing this?
What even is this? What's "Smile Time"? Why are we doing this crap?
I want you out of T.T. STAR.
Honestly, you ruin the lineup. You don't even fit the group. You're freakishly tall and not even cute.
This is seriously irritating, so can you smile and apologize?
What even is this? Seriously, how is this supposed to help us?
Stop. Just stop. Let's start over from scratch.
Yeah, from the beginning. That's the right call. We don't even need to push it this far.
You almost debuted back when you were human, didn't you? Then you died in that accident.
Honestly? That might've been the best thing that ever happened to you. I looked up your clips, and you have zero talent.
At least now that you're a Nikke, you're barely passable. Back then? You were just pathetic.
So go on. Smile, and thank Anis and Mint. Thank them for letting you debut at all.
I see, so you can't give up.
Even if it's pointless, you're still clinging to it.
You think this is your only shot, and that there won't be a second chance for us.
... You're that desperate.
T.T. STAR is going to flop. Groups that blow up on cheap gimmicks like this never last.
If you want to survive, you should start relying on actual skill. This kind of noise marketing? It's embarrassing.
When I was younger, I worked until my nose bled. That's how I earned my place.
This is my book. Read from cover to cover, and I'll be back tomorrow to test you on it. Don't disappoint me.
Yeah, I'll do it. I'm in. I'll smile.
Not for them. For you.
You really think that if we keep this up, we'll get what we want?
Then I'll believe it too.
Come on, let's smile for my friends, for the team.
Seriously, what a joke. You just go around smiling like that all day?
How do you even live like that? Must be desperate as hell just to get by.
If that were me, I'd rather kill myself. Seriously, do you not have any pride?
Lift the corners of your mouth gently. Don't force it.
This is so stupid. What even is this? I wanna bail.
Ease your eyes down a little, but not too much. Just enough for a soft curve.
I hate this. Seriously, I hate this.
Too much and it'll look fake. Keep it subtle. Stay in character. Yeah, that's it.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
Smile. Smile. Smile.
You said you were bullied. What did that feel like?
How did you feel back then? Did it make you resent the world?
Did the thought of dying ever cross your mind?
Hold it in. Hold it in. Just hold it in.
Mint and Prika are holding it together too. I'm the leader. I can't be the one who screws this up.
They must have it worse than me.
But neither of them's saying we should quit. That's probably because of me.
You stuck with me when I had nothing. I was too embarrassed to ever say it, but thank you, really.
I'm sorry, guys. And thank you. I can keep going because you're here.
We all know we're not special.
But this is how we get there, so let's believe in that. We'll believe that. We have to. We will.
Thank goodness...
My life's been such a mess, and it's been exhausting.
But seeing you? It actually makes me feel better.
So please, stay right where you are at the bottom. I need someone like you to remind me there's still hope.
But if we keep this up, will it really make us special?
Wait, we went up again. 6th? You've got to be kidding me.
Yeah, just hang in there. Once we break into the mainstream, it'll all sort itself out.
We'll make all this stupid crap worth it.
I've been a fan since your Meet & Meat days, but what a letdown.
So in the end, you're just like every other pop star, huh? Pulling cheap stunts like this for attention.
Say you're sorry. Apologize for disappointing me
and for wasting my support and my time. Oh, and smile while you're at it.
Why am I even doing this again?
Oh right, I wanted to be like Pretty. I wanted to give people hope.
I wanted to become a star.
If I do this, I can become one, right?
I can, right? I mean, that is why I'm doing this, right?
Be honest. You're the one who exposed Yoyo's past, right?
I heard she bullied you pretty badly. So that was payback, wasn't it?
Clever. You drag Yoyo down, pick up sympathy votes, and ride that all the way to the top.
Wow, pop stars these days really have to be smart. Oh right, you're just trash, not a pop star.
Yeah, it'll help. It will. It has to.
Our ranking shot up, and more people know us now.
Love's still love, right? Even like this.
So we should be grateful. We should. Thanks.
I looked up every T.T. STAR video I could find.
Hmm... And if I'm being honest?
You all have zero talent, especially you, Anis. Do you even have any respect for what you do?
Your singing, your dancing, your stage presence, your whole persona... It's all painfully mediocre. No wonder you resort to cheap stunts like this.
Damnit, this pisses me off. You've completely ruined my mood, so I think I deserve some compensation.
Why don't you lift your skirt a little? Just a bit.
Thank you for loving me. I wanted that more than anything.
I'll do better. I swear I will. I'll become a star and give back all the love I've been given.
To those of you who fell into despair, who felt like giving up,
I'll tell you it's okay to keep living.
I'll be there for you when you're lonely, when you're exhausted.
And in the end,
I'll make sure you feel like staying alive was the right choice.
G-good work today, everyone.
I-I got loads of snacks for you, and um... some new bath bombs too.
Oh, and I've also changed all the bedding, and... um...
...
...
...
...
Y-you made it to number 4 on the indie charts. They're saying they've never seen a climb this fast before.
I-it's all thanks to you guys working so hard. Y-you've really done an amazing job...
The room is completely silent.
They sit scattered across beds, chairs, and the floor, staring blankly into space.
Two weeks have passed since the Smile Time project began.
Turned into toys for the masses, T.T. STAR is already breaking apart.
...
Um... guys?
Should we stop?
...
...
...
Let's stop.
We all know this isn't right.
Let's just stop.
How... do we even stop this...?
We can deal with the penalties later.
Just set that aside for now.
First, we need to get out of here.
We might have to start over from nothing, and maybe we won't ever make it back as pop stars...
But... this isn't right.
So please... let's stop.
Still... no word.
He's not... picking up either...
...
Anis looks at Mint and Prika.
They meet her eyes.
And only now, it hits her...
It's too late.
She should have said something sooner.
Can we stop...?
*Beep*
Her phone vibrates.
She glances at the screen.
A notification pops up: they've hit No. 1 on the indie charts.
Everyone looks at one another.
Just one more step,
and they'll finally break into the mainstream they've been chasing for so long.
Anis turns to Riss.
Anis...
Riss scans the group,
studying their expressions.
...
Okay...
Then...
just a little longer... just a little more...
Silence hangs over the dorm once more.
A faint, relentless biting sound breaks the silence.
The room is dark. The only light comes from Yoyo's phone.
She stares at the screen and chews her nails down to nothing as if she can tear through the display with sheer will.
It's the indie charts.
T.T. STAR sits at number one.
She refreshes. Again. And again.
The ranking doesn't change.
She refreshes again.
Still nothing changes.
*Crunch, crunch, crunch*
The sound of her nails being gnawed raw fills the darkness again and again, the only thing breaking the silence.
5. Fan: A
132 linesHanson stands rigid in the hospital's spotless corridor.
His gaze fixes on the tightly shut door, eyes hard.
He checks his phone.
A notification pops up: T.T. STAR has taken No. 1 on the indie charts.
... I'm sorry, everyone.
Just... a little longer. Please.
It's almost over. Just hold on a bit more. I'm sorry.
He slowly closes his eyes, replaying what just happened.
The documents came through.
I was under the impression our audit team already had a full picture of Tetra's misconduct, but...
this goes far beyond what I expected.
Wow, there's a lot in here that could ruin someone. We've already cross-checked everything. It's solid.
Now, if we make our move with this...
Yes, that would be the end of Tetra.
Mustang too, I'd bet.
Mustang and Tetra are one and the same. There's no difference.
...
Good. Hanson, I'm impressed you managed to gather this much damning material on Tetra
and to leave no trace behind. Your capabilities exceed my expectations.
Thank you.
So, you're telling us to use this to attack Tetra?
Us? Teaming up with Elysion?
Yes.
Hmm... want the honest truth?
We've got a shot. More than a shot, actually. He's been doing some pretty dirty things.
Not like we're ones to talk... but this guy? He's basically acting like a king, doing whatever the hell he wants.
If we start shaking things up with this, Tetra'll fall apart.
More importantly, he's been working closely with V.T.C.
and the Central Government is already at odds with them.
We already cleaned out V.T.C. once before.
So all that's left are stragglers.
And Mustang has aligned himself with them.
That's treason and insurrection.
But...
Yeah, he's not someone you mess with.
How so?
Tetra Line is one of the Ark's Big Three, and Mustang is its CEO.
They don't just produce Nikkes or run entertainment.
They're deeply embedded in the Ark's infrastructure.
When Pretty was at her peak, Mustang used extensive lobbying to secure control over a significant portion of that infrastructure.
If Tetra falls, the Ark falls with it.
I see... so Enikk won't just stand by and let it happen.
That's right.
That's what makes him such a pain. He's running rampant, and we still can't lay a finger on him.
If he goes down, Tetra goes down with him. That's exactly why even Enikk can't step in.
Tetra's basically his biggest shield.
...
Of course, if Tetra collapses, we stand to gain a great deal.
If one of the Big Three were to fall, it'd be nothing less than a gift from the heavens for Elysion and Missilis.
Problem is, we can't.
... I have a favor to ask of you both.
Go on.
You went to all this effort, so sure, I'll indulge you. Go on, ask for whatever you want.
You could even move your pop stars over to our company.
I'd like you to arrange a meeting with Enikk.
... What?
... Come again?
With a faint mechanical whir,
the door in front of Hanson slides open, and Mustang steps out
with his personal physician is at his side.
Mustang pauses, a hint of surprise crossing his face at the sight of Hanson. Meanwhile, the physician fidgets uneasily.
Hanson lowers his head.
I've come to take you back to the office. Shall we go?
...
Mustang looks at the physician.
Sweating heavily, he desperately avoids Mustang's gaze.
All right, drive.
Let's see if you've still got it.
Oi, not this way. Take a right, it's faster.
The road is blocked. This is our only way through.
They just go around blocking everything. What, we're supposed to put up with it just because we've got cars?
How long do you have left?
Two months, tops.
Heh, clever. You actually figured it out.
Your complexion and breathing seem different.
So how'd you figure that out?
Do you have any idea how many years I've spent looking at your face?
None of the others noticed.
That's because no one ever really looked at you.
... Hmph.
You've got quite a few health issues, it seems.
Hardly surprising after all the fun I've had in Ephialtes.
You're at death's door, and you still look perfectly calm.
Do I look calm? At this point, I've got more painkillers in me than I do blood.
Does that mean there's no cure?
There will be. A new drug's coming out soon. Just for me.
They said it'll be ready in two weeks.
I didn't team up with V.T.C. for nothing. Do you know how much money I've poured into them?
So you've known about this for a while, haven't you?
Yeah, it's been a while. That's when I started investing.
If you intend to live that long, wouldn't Evergreen be the obvious choice?
That's not a cure. It only extends your lifespan.
And I couldn't care less about Evergreen.
Why? Thought you'd want to live forever?
Getting old's pathetic. Losing my edge? Even worse.
But I'm not about to let some illness make me a has-been.
Huh. Look at you, actually spending that much on a new drug.
I hate getting old, and I hate trying to slow it down even more.
But a sickness like this still has to be dealt with.
You don't intend to let T.T. STAR go?
Don't delude yourself. They're not going anywhere. You saw that with your own eyes, didn't you?
Popularity through the roof, hitting number one on the indie charts, no less. Not bad, I'll admit.
We need them, in ways you probably don't even realize.
And you've been running around like a madman, pulling all these ridiculous stunts just to build them up. Well done.
Ridiculous? Hardly. It's the most direct approach.
You sold info on my illness to Elysion and Missilis, and Yoyo paid the price.
Turned tragedy into comedy. Bravo, well played.
So tell me, what's next?
Honestly, the simplest way would be to put a bullet in my head right here.
That would wrap everything up perfectly.
That won't resolve anything. I don't want to take action that we can't remedy afterward.
Why not bribe the doctor and swipe the new drug? Once a man's been bought, the next time's even easier.
That would certainly be the most reliable approach.
But I won't do that.
Why not?
I find it rather boring.
Hahaha.
... Hanson,
you really think you can save those heaps of scrap?
Yes, I will save them.
You couldn't save Pretty, could you?
... That's why I'll save them this time.
Well, good luck with that.
Oh, and those pop stars of yours?
They're going mainstream next week. Thought you'd like a heads-up.
...!
You know the mainstream is a whole different league.
Anything goes, and it's all tit for tat.
...
Whatever it is you're planning, move fast,
my son.
... Thank you for the advice, Father.
6. Fan: B
147 lines*Splat, splat, splat*
Water balloons hit Anis from all sides, bursting on impact.
Foul-smelling, brightly colored sludge splashes across her body.
She tries to smile, but it won't come.
... Hey, why aren't you smiling? You don't feel like it?
Huh? That's weird. Isn't this supposed to be the Smile Time?
...
Anis tries to smile, but her lips just won't budge.
Hey! Seriously, this is pissing me off! Do you have any idea how hard I worked on this?
Fine, don't smile then. Just say "ah."
C'mon, open up. Aaaah.
Ah...
Anis opens her mouth mechanically.
A fan draws back their arm, about to throw a water balloon.
Stop!
Riss lunges forward
and shoves the fan.
They go down hard, and the water balloon explodes across their face.
The fan lets out a shriek, retching and writhing on the floor.
Stop! Just stop it!
Riss shouts at the fans, who stare at her in shock.
You think this is fun?!
What the hell is wrong with you people?! You think this is okay?! You think this is normal?! Why do you keep doing this?! What's so damn fun about it?!
You pieces of trash, deal with your issues, your stress, your insecurities on your own!
Don't you dare take it out on my pop star! Stay away from her! Don't come anywhere near her, you hear me?!
Get lost! All of you, just get the hell away!
One of the fans strides up, a hostile look on their face.
They grab for Riss's hair.
In an instant, Anis snaps.
Hey! The hell you think you're doing?!
Anis shoves the fan hard, sending them tumbling across the ground.
Shouts erupt from all sides in an instant.
They close in.
*Gasp...*
Anis backs away.
Furious faces surround her, voices rising into a storm of insults and jeers.
She tries to lower her head.
!
Riss grabs a stand off the floor.
What the hell is wrong with you little shits?! Get lost!
AAAAAH! I said get the hell away from her!
Riss swings the stand wildly.
The fans recoil in alarm, scrambling back.
Panting hard, she shouts after them.
Don't...! Don't come back...! Don't you ever show your faces again!
If you do, I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!
Riss collapses to the ground.
She breaks down, sobbing.
Why... why are you doing this to her...? Why...?!
She's... she's my pop star... She doesn't deserve this...
She's so pretty... She works so hard... I'm so proud of her...
So why the hell are you treating her like this?!
Anis walks over quietly
and wraps her arms around Riss.
Ugh! Anis...!
I'm... I'm so sorry! I screwed everything up...!
But I can't... I just can't do this anymore...!
I hate this...! No, I hate myself...! I can't stand watching you fall apart...!
Mint and Prika rush over,
pulling Riss into their arms as she wails.
Let's stop.
Yeah.
Let's... stop this.
Ugh...! I'm so, sorry, guys...!
No, thank you.
Thank you for seeing us as pop stars.
Thanks for stopping them.
*Click, click, click, click*
Anis raises her head.
Countless fans are snapping photos and recording videos,
capturing every moment from a distance.
And only then does it hit her.
While the Smile Time project was happening, not a single person stepped in to stop it or to help her.
T.T. STAR is suspended for three days for breach of contract,
while the Smile Time project is temporarily put on hold.
As for Riss, she is deemed responsible for the incident and is barred from the Tetra Line premises for three days.
She packs her belongings and returns home.
Three days later, she is found dead in her house.
Title: Is that chick actually insane or what?
Title: Aren't you the manager? Why are you acting up?
Title: Wait, Anis shoved a fan? For real? Lmao
Title: The manager's attitude sucks, the pop stars can't be any better
Title: Like pop star, like manager
Title: Violent pop stars + Violent manager = Perfect combo
Title: Just dug up the manager's info, lol
Title: Damn, she was a total loner, huh?
Title: "Waaah, don't come near my pop stars!" (Pic)
Title: They really treat fans like trash
Title: (Honest opinion) The manager's ugly
Title: Seriously? Smile Time is put on hold because of this?
Title: Look at T.T. STAR's rank is dropping
Title: Dayuum, straight to 28th! Hahaha!
Title: We worked our asses off to boost them, and this is how they repay us?
Title: Who cares if the pop stars are good when the manager's out there ruining everything
Title: Who cares if the manager's good when the pop stars are out there ruining everything
Title: Heard they were friends back in school
Title: Heard they bullied the whole class together, lol
Title: Oh, so that's why Yoyo got taken down
Title: Already down to 52nd, hahahaha!
...
Hanson stares blankly at the list of posts Riss read on the forums before she died.
She died from asphyxiation caused by carotid compression.
Her suicide note contains only a single line:
"I'm sorry for ruining everything."
...
I'm sorry... If I'd been there, it wouldn't have come to this...
Mint and Prika are curled up in a corner of the columbarium, tears running down their faces.
Anis stands there, staring vacantly at the digital panel.
On the screen, Riss's name is displayed in cold, impersonal text.
Anis gently runs her hand over the digital panel.
I wasn't being greedy.
I just loved the way people loved me, so I wanted to give it back.
But that kind of thing was never meant for someone like me.
...
You shouldn't have been nice to me.
I should've just stayed alone and died alone.
But she had to be kind for no reason, and I got a taste of it.
And once I did, I wanted more. That's how things ended up like this.
I actually thought I could give people hope.
Like someone like me could ever do that.
I'm nothing special... I'm not even average. Just some pathetic, affection-starved nobody...
Because of someone like me... she died...
Hah, haha...
That's so stupid. Seriously, so stupid.
You... really are an idiot.
...
I'm sorry.
I was never a star.
Just a cheap, plastic knockoff.
And you gave your life... for something like me...
I'm sorry.
...
... Boss, you've got something important to take care of, right?
Yes...
It's really that important?
It is...
... Yeah, guess it has to be.
Go, get it sorted
and come straight back.
... And don't be late like this again.
I'm... sorry.
Anis doesn't answer, her eyes fixed on the digital panel.
Hanson watches her for a long time, then lowers his head and walks away.
7. Top to Bottom, Then Back Again
88 linesT.T. STAR temporarily halts their activities.
For two days, no one leaves the dorm.
Not a single word passes between them.
They lie there, staring blankly into space.
Tears come. Sleep follows. Then tears again. Over and over.
Their ranking continues to fall.
Posts demanding the truth behind Riss's death flood the forums.
T.T. STAR offers no response, as they no longer have the strength to do so.
They are too consumed by their grief.
A few days later, Anis breaks down in tears as she writes a statement.
Riss was a precious colleague who had been with us for a long time.
She couldn't bear to see us suffer, so she stepped forward in our place.
She acted because her body moved before she could think, believing that someone she cared about was in danger.
I sincerely apologize to the person who was affected. I acted on impulse. Please forgive me.
There was never any intention to harm or hurt anyone present.
This incident happened because her love for us was so great. We ask that you forgive Riss, who found the courage to act for our sake.
We are deeply grieving the loss of our precious colleague.
May she rest in peace. Please keep her in your prayers.
Anis uploads the statement to the forum.
After that, the forum erupts again.
Her statement doesn't match the apology video from before.
The accusations pour in: she changed her story, she's lying.
Anis is thrown into disarray.
What's going on? She can't make sense of any of it.
An apology video? She has never uploaded anything like that. Then what do they mean by it's different? Why are they saying this?
None of it makes sense.
She scrolls through the forum.
No one cares about Riss's death.
They only care about who caused it.
She scrolls again, almost obsessively now.
"It must have been the group's abuse."
"The company's unfair contract must have driven her to it."
"It must have been Anis's pressure that pushed her over the edge."
Wild speculation spirals out of control.
She scrolls again, obsessively now.
"Why's Anis still alive?"
"Didn't Riss die because of her?"
All fingers are pointed at her.
There's not a single post
apologizing to Riss, grieving her, or even feeling any guilt. Nothing.
All they care about is finding someone to blame.
Title: Is that chick actually insane or what?
Title: Aren't you the manager? Why are you acting up?
Title: The manager's attitude sucks, the pop stars can't be any better
Title: Like pop star, like manager
Title: Just dug up the manager's info, lol
Title: Damn, she was a total loner, huh?
Title: "Waaah, don't come near my pop stars!" (Pic)
Title: (Honest opinion) The manager's ugly
Title: We worked our asses off to boost them, and this is how they repay us?
Title: Who cares if the pop stars are good when the manager's out there ruining everything
Title: Heard they were friends back in school
Title: Heard they bullied the whole class together, lol
An icy voice breaks the silence of the past few days. Mint and Prika jerk upright, caught off guard.
Anis glares at her phone, eyes cold.
You're the ones who did this...!
Anis, what—
You did this!
Anis, what's wrong?
Anis hurls her phone to the ground,
then stomps on it again and again.
Mint and Prika rush in and grab her, pulling her back.
Anis!
Calm down, Anis! Calm down!
You freaking killed her!
Argh!
What the hell have I been doing all this time?
Going so far
for these worthless things?
I danced,
I sang,
and for what?
What a waste.
Absolutely a waste.
My life's been such a waste.
That evening,
Tetra Line announces that, despite the controversy, they'll push T.T. STAR into the mainstream.
A few days later, they follow up with another statement: after their debut performance,
T.T. STAR will be ranked at the very bottom of the major charts.
The moment the news breaks, T.T. STAR shoots to the top of the indie charts.
Fan communities flood the forums with posts celebrating their debut.
Watching it all unfold,
Anis laughs through her tears for a long time.
8. Act Like a Pop Star: A
113 linesForget it.
Anis...
Why are we even doing this?
Mainstream, indie, I don't give a damn anymore.
I'm done.
I'm not getting up there to sing and dance for that pack of trash.
... Riss is gone,
and Boss hasn't shown his face in days.
So what, we just do it anyway? Wait around to get screwed over again?
... Change what?
When you're still unknown, you can disappear at any time. So you have to do whatever it takes just to survive.
You have to put yourself out there, take every chance you get to win people over.
That's why we ended up in such a vulnerable position.
Please don't misunderstand. I'm not saying the fans were right.
But if we make it to the mainstream, things will be different.
We'll have people who'll stand up for us.
We won't just have to take it anymore.
...
We can change that.
Once we go mainstream, our voices will carry more weight, and people will begin to take notice of what we do.
It'll take time, of course.
But at least we won't be treated like a joke anymore.
Those idiots? Yeah, right.
Anis, not everyone in the world is like that. There are far more good people than you think.
Where are they, then?
...
I've never seen a single one. All I've seen is trash.
Fine, let's say they exist.
Then where the hell were they when we were getting treated like that?
They weren't there. I didn't see them. So what, they just don't exist?
If I can't see them, why the hell should I believe in them?
Anis...
Anis!
What?!
Don't you dare bring Riss into this.
If she really wanted us to quit, she wouldn't have done it.
She told us to stop, sure. But that wasn't how she truly felt.
If she'd meant it, she would've just walked away. She wouldn't have gone that far.
More than anyone... she wanted to see us up there. Shining and giving people hope.
She wanted to see us become stars.
Th-that's why...
she did it because she didn't want us to be dragged down with her!
...
Let's do it.
Let's become stars and say it to their faces.
Don't mock effort. Don't resent growth. Don't trample the weak.
Let's rise to the top of the Ark and say it proudly
on a stage where the whole Ark is watching.
We'll give courage to those who keep trying, celebrate those who are growing,
and stand up for the weak.
We'll bring hope to those in despair,
stay beside the lonely,
and comfort the ones who are worn down.
We'll make people feel like it's worth staying alive.
Let's become that kind of hope. Let's become stars.
We're on the same team, so let's share, okay? It's no big deal.
I know you can... no, we can.
...
Prika taps on her phone,
and an unfamiliar tune starts playing.
... What's this?
Our second original song.
... What?
... Riss and I worked on this whenever we had some free time. It's basically done now.
We wanted to show you once it was finished, but then this happened.
Let's use this
for our debut stage.
...
I want to sing and dance to this.
I want to show everyone just how far we can go.
...
And Riss was supposed to hear it first...
...
You're in, right?
We're nothing special right now,
but we'll prove we're getting there, step by step.
And right in front of them, we'll become better than anyone else.
We'll become stars that shine.
...
Anis.
Anis.
Be My Star.
Riss... came up with that, didn't she?
... Yeah.
In the days leading up to their debut, T.T. STAR throws themselves into relentless practice,
determined to commit their new song, Be My Star, to muscle memory.
And then, the big day has finally arrived.
With the final rehearsal behind them, confidence radiates from every member.
The preparation is complete, and now, all that's left is to step onto the stage and showcase their skills to the world.
They make their way to Arkrian Hall in the vehicle provided by Tetra
and headed toward the backstage area.
As they approach the plaza, they spot a long line of fans eagerly waiting,
their anticipation hanging in the air.
Eyes meet for a brief moment, but no one moves.
Then, out of the crowd, someone breaks free and rushes toward them.
It's Yoyo, her face lighting up with a smile as she greets them.
9. Act Like a Pop Star: B
188 linesFour hours earlier, in Enikk's room.
All tests are now complete.
Thank you for your cooperation.
I appreciate all your hard work.
Initiating physical condition scan.
Scan complete. No abnormalities detected, aside from poor hygiene.
Well... I haven't even been able to go outside for days with all these tests.
So, what's the verdict?
Highly suitable.
The plan you proposed is executable.
Minor errors may occur, but no critical issues expected.
Which would mean...
In theory, there is no issue.
However, the subject's consent is required.
...
I thought as much.
Affirmed. This plan cannot proceed without consent.
Consent obtained through coercion, including physical force, is invalid.
The subject's voluntary consent is required.
What happens after we obtain their consent?
Upon consent, the process will proceed immediately.
The estimated duration is five minutes.
That's fast.
Correct.
... Understood.
I'll see to it that I have their consent.
Hanson checks his watch and strides out of Enikk's room.
T.T. STAR's performance is in two hours.
In a VIP room at Tetra Line's private hospital.
...
Mustang lies in bed, staring up at the ceiling.
At last, the day has come. The cure for the disease that's been eating away at him is ready.
He's lost count of how long he's waited for this.
He lets his eyes fall shut, a faint smile lingering on his lips.
He waits.
The hospital room door opens without a sound.
Footsteps draw closer.
His heart starts to pound faster and faster, as if it might burst from his chest.
The footsteps stop. Someone stands beside him.
A feeling he hasn't known in a long time rises within him, a mix of anticipation and nerves. Slowly, he opens his eyes.
And when he finally sees the face he's been waiting for, his smile spreads wider.
So, you've finally arrived,
my son.
Yes, Father.
I'm here.
In Hanson's hand is a small mechanical device,
a pale white liquid sloshing faintly inside.
So this is the cure.
Yes, that's correct.
How'd you even get your hands on that... No, no, that's a boring question.
So, what now?
You're standing there with my life in your grip.
Go on, tell me what do you plan to do with it?
...
Father,
I ask that you die.
Anis.
Yoyo suddenly closes in.
The stench is enough to make anyone wince.
She gnaws at her nails, flashing a crooked grin as she speaks.
So you're finally going mainstream, huh? Must be nice.
After everything you did to me, you still get to make it big. Happy now?
Yoyo... you've got it wrong. I didn't do that.
I'm really sorry about what happened to you.
But it wasn't me. It wasn't us.
That's not the kind of thing we'd ever do.
Heh, and that Smile Time thing counts as acting like a pop star?
...
This is an important day for us. So do me a favor and step back.
Hey, Anis.
Back in school, you took everything from me.
You had nothing, yet you couldn't stand that I had it all. So you just took it.
And that still wasn't enough? Now you've even become a Nikke... What, you planning to take everything again?
... No, that's my line.
Oh, so you're saying it was all just a misunderstanding, huh?
But we can't exactly clear that up, can we? We're both seeing things our way.
So I was thinking...
Why don't we just pretend none of this ever happened?
... What?!
Yeah, let's pretend none of this ever happened.
Let's go back to when we were students.
And this time, we do it fair and square.
Did you get shot or something? What the heck are you on about?
If we could go back, I wouldn't pick on you anymore.
So you stay in your place and keep your hands off what's mine.
Then we wouldn't have to fight...
and you wouldn't end up on that rooftop.
Ah, yeah. I've been watching, waiting to see when you'd go up.
Anyway, if we're starting over, you'd better keep it fair this time.
I gave it some thought, and the reason we're even in this mess is because we came from such different worlds, right?
You had nothing, and I had everything.
So, if we both start with nothing, then there'd be no reason to fight, right?
Heh, makes sense, right? Pretty genius, don't you think?
So no hiding behind your groupmates or anything like that.
Just you and me. Nothing else. A proper competition.
And this time, I'll show you exactly how wide the gap really is.
You're out of your damn mind.
One's already been dealt with, so now it's just the two of you.
Sorry, but would you mind leaving? Anis and I have a score to settle.
Wait... what?
Come on, it's only a fair match if both of them step out. Why are you so surprised?
Wait, you said you took one out... What does that even mean?
Your manager, who else? I've already killed her. Now, I just need to get rid of these two, and then it'll be you and me.
*Wham!*
Anis's fist connects with Yoyo's face.
Urgh!
Yoyo goes down hard.
Something flies from her clothes and skids across the floor.
It's Riss's glasses.
*Gasp!*
Wh-why are you hitting me, Ani—
*Wham!*
Anis grabs Yoyo by the collar, yanks her upright, and slams a fist into her face repeatedly.
*Wham, wham, wham, wham!*
Mint and Prika are shouting, but Anis can't hear a thing.
Ack... Ugh... kgh...!
You're an orphan!
You only got in here on some scholarship!
You've got absolutely nothing, so why do you strut around like you're in charge?
I'm the leader! I'm the class president! Not you!
*Wham, wham, wham, wham!*
Uh, hey...
A-Anis.
Um...
D-do you like Pretty?
*Wham, wham, wham, wham!*
I-I just wanted to say... I'm sorry.
I've been meaning to... apologize for a while...
We don't... dislike you. That part's really true... I hope you know that.
Yeah, i-if you ever become one, I'd want to be your manager.
It'd be so much fun, traveling around, performing everywhere...
I-it's not like your goal is just to watch the concert, right?
You want to learn something from it, right?
You've been giving it some serious thought, haven't you?
Then it makes sense for you to go, Anis.
*Wham, wham, wham, wham!*
I thought if you ever came looking for me, I should be ready. So I became a manager and worked hard to learn the job.
Because someday, I wanted us to become something special together.
Don't you dare take it out on my pop star! Stay away from her! Don't come anywhere near her, you hear me?!
Get lost! All of you, just get the hell away!
I'm... I'm so sorry! I screwed everything up...!
But I can't... I just can't do this anymore...!
I hate this...! No, I hate myself...! I can't stand watching you fall apart...!
Puh-lease, know your place!
Just because everyone humors you doesn't mean they actually like you!
*Wham!*
*Wham!*
I just wanted to be loved and to give back even a fraction of the love I was given.
Who did I think I was? Right?
You want what I have? You can have it all!
*Wham!*
I'm done with being a pop star.
I was never meant to be someone special.
But that was the one thing you shouldn't have taken from me!
*Wham!*
You should never have taken my star from me!
Now, I'm about to do something no pop star would ever do.
I'm going to kill you.
*Wham!*
...
Who the hell do you think you are... going after my star?!
Anis!
That's enough! Stop!
Let go! Let go of me! I swear I'm gonna kill her!
A rapid burst of camera clicks rings out.
...
Anis stops punching, then Yoyo drops hard onto the ground.
Her face is so badly beaten that it's unrecognizable.
By now, a crowd has gathered, closing in from all sides.
Every one of them has a phone or camera raised, recording.
*Click, click, click, click, click!*
!
Anis springs to her feet.
You enjoying this?!
Huh?! I'm asking you whether you're enjoying this?!
Is other people's misery really that entertaining to you?!
Another rapid burst of camera clicks rings out.
Don't look at me...!
I said don't look at me!
Stop it!
Get the hell away from me, you damn animals!
10. Father and Son: A
180 linesWow, it's been a while since we've had a story this explosive.
Anis of T.T. STAR has just turned the former chart-topping singer, Yoyo, into...
Well, mush.
Not something you see often these days.
Sounds like these two go way back, even from before they were Nikkes... So how'd it end up turning into a full-blown showdown in front of a crowd?
You're aware T.T. STAR's manager died, right?
Oh yeah, she caused quite a scene during the Smile Time project, and the forums really blew up over it.
From what I understand, she took responsibility and took her own life.
Apparently, Yoyo straight-up confessed to Anis that she killed Riss.
So Anis lost it and beat her to a pulp.
Wait, what? Yoyo did what?
... Hang on, that's weird. Can a Nikke even kill a human?
No, they can't.
So how did she manage to kill her?
It was a lie.
According to Yoyo, she did break into the manager's place to hurt her.
But by then, it was already too late. And she's the one who reported the body.
She says she just slipped the glasses into her pocket without thinking, but that's hardly the point.
So why'd she lie to Anis?
She wasn't about to go down alone, obviously.
T.T. STAR was set to hit the mainstream right after that show.
So if she caused a scene right there? Of course, everything would have fallen apart.
Wow, that's kinda scary. Do people actually go that far?
People get scary when they're cornered.
So what's next for T.T. STAR?
A comeback's probably not happening. Given the circumstances, she probably won't do any time,
but her career as a pop star is over.
T.T. STAR will likely disband.
And right before their big debut, too. Talk about timing.
All right, we'll leave it there for this story.
That's because there's actually something even bigger coming up, right?
Yes, something major happened at Tetra Line.
Big enough to shake the entire company.
If you destroy that thing in your hand, I die.
That'd solve all your problems, wouldn't it?
No, you and Tetra Line are vital to the Ark.
If anything were to happen to you, it would collapse.
And what, exactly, makes you think you can tell me to die?
I'll do it.
I'll become Mustang.
In summary, you are requesting a change of identity to Tetra Line's CEO, Mustang. Is that correct?
Yes, that's correct.
Mustang, CEO of Tetra Line, is currently classified as a systemic malignancy within the Ark. However, removal is not feasible.
Therefore, the current Mustang will be eliminated, and you, his son, will assume his identity.
This action will resolve the malignant condition within the Ark.
Yes, that's right.
On a computational level, the task is simple. However, the matter does not end there.
I know as much about Tetra Line as Mustang does.
No, I know more.
Requesting permission to verify.
Yes, certainly.
The questioning will span several days.
That's fine. Please proceed.
Ohh, I see now! So that's your play...!
You're going to become Mustang and run Tetra Line yourself?
Yes.
Right, of course! You know Tetra inside out!
In the Ark, identity manipulation is easy enough...
And you're my son, so you even resemble me!
So what, you're going to imitate me, my voice, and my mannerisms?
That's correct.
Haha! You think you can be me?!
It's fortunate that you've already established such a clear persona.
Haha! Of course, no one pulls off a persona like I do!
But there's no way they'll miss the differences, wouldn't you agree?
We can just pass it off as a new and improved version of you.
Haha! Yes, yes, that's exactly my style! Perfect!
So what happens to Hanson, then?
If you become Mustang, where does that leave him?
Hanson will die
and cease to exist in this world.
So that's it? You're gonna spend the rest of your life as Mustang, and Hanson's just gone for good?!
You really think you can live like that?
I can.
I've learned how to wear a mask well enough.
Heh... hahaha!
So what's your move with Tetra, huh?
You don't pull off something this crazy without a plan!
I will turn it into a true entertainment company,
because you don't entertain.
You don't make people smile,
nor do you give them hope.
...
That's entertainment, you idiot.
You can't give anyone joy without a little misery first.
No, I don't think that's the case.
Entertainment is meant to bring joy to everyone. That's what it's all about.
You're dreaming.
Look at the Ark. It's nothing but a cesspool.
A place full of people who can't be happy unless someone else is miserable.
There are more good people in the Ark than you think.
It's for them that Pretty became a star.
You really think you can pull it off?
I can do it, and I will.
Hmm...
That answer doesn't sit well with me.
And you think I'd just hand over Mustang to you?
...
Hanson steps closer to Mustang.
He leans in, his voice dropping to a near whisper.
I thought you might not like it.
But...
don't you find it amusing?
...!
Your son will inherit your company and spend his life imitating you.
Amusing, isn't it?
Enough to die for.
!
Mustang snatches the device from Hanson's hand
and hurls it at the wall. It shatters on impact, spraying liquid everywhere.
Entertainment!
Fun! This is insanely fun!
Absolutely fun!
Hah! Go on, try and top this!
That "entertainment brings joy to everyone" nonsense you keep yapping about! Let's see you actually pull it off!
I will.
And when I do, I'll spit on your grave.
Haha!
Just as I thought...!
You really are my son!
Elysion and Missilis have released a large batch of files exposing Tetra Line's corruption.
Some of the material is almost unbelievable in its severity.
It begins with relatively minor issues like unfair contracts, systemic abuse, chart manipulation, and hidden funds...
But it quickly escalates to human experimentation, illegal Nikke conversions, and even contract killings.
Huh? Where'd this evil corporation come from all of a sudden?
They're getting hammered from all sides right now, and their stock's hit rock bottom.
Meanwhile, Elysion and Missilis are on the rise. But that's just my take, so take it with a grain of salt.
So where does that leave Tetra Line, then?
Tetra Line's CEO, Mustang, hasn't issued any kind of response so far.
Even for him, this isn't something he can just brush off... Hang on. What's this?
Oh, looks like we've got some breaking news coming in.
Let's see...
... Ah!
This just in,
Hanson, a director at Tetra Line, was found dead this afternoon.
He was discovered in his car.
...
Well, this is kind of unfortunate timing.
Looks like they'll pin everything on him.
That's a bit risky to say, isn't it?
I saw that coming, so no surprise there.
It's not exactly interesting, so let's move on.
...
...
How intéressant! I never pegged you two for the silent type, non?
What are you trying to pull?
What, is this some kind of joke?
Do we have a problème, hmm?
That's not even the half of it.
And now you're trying to imitate Mustang, Hanson?
Mon dieu! I haven't the faintest idée what you're talking about!
I'm talking about you. Are you serious right now? What do you think you're doing?
Hmm...
Now then, écoute bien... Listen up, oui?
Je suis Mustang,
the one and only CEO of Tetra Line.
Look, insisting on it isn't gonna make it happen.
Our dear Hanson, now quitté from this world, told me everything about you two, mes amis.
And oui, I know all about the little deal you struck with him.
...
En échange for granting Hanson's wish...
Tetra Line will withdraw its support from the Second Surface Reclamation War, bien sûr.
And all rewards go to Elysion and Missilis. Très généreux, non?
From this point on, Tetra Line se devote itself entirely to entertainment and only entertainment. Rien d'autre.
We won't so much as glance elsewhere.
Ohh, so the Ark will become le world of Elysion et Missilis? How délicieux!
A real pity, but a deal is un deal, and it was mon cher Hanson who proposed it. So of course, I shall honor it. Jusqu'au bout!
...
Is there any problème with the deal?
No.
Sounds good to me. I'll play along.
Ah, parfait! Then I shall pose a question, mes amis.
Tell me, who am I?
...
...
Mustang.
You're Mustang.
Hahaha! Now that's entertainment!
Well then, mes amis,
take good care of me from here on, d'accord?
11. Father and Son: B
161 lines... Hanson?
Non, I'm Mustang.
...
What exactly do you think you're doing?
Mrs. Miss, I require your help. No refusals, oui?
Where's Mustang?
Right here! C'est moi, Mustang!
...
I don't know what kind of farce this is, but what exactly do you expect me to do?
I'm in the middle of searching for the next star.
L'Ark is shrouded in darkness.
No star can be born in a place like this, n'est-ce pas?
And make no mistake, Tetra Line bears a grande part of the blame, oui?
I will rebuild Tetra Line.
I will cut away every négatif élément, and transform it into an entreprise devoted solely to true entertainment, rien d'autre.
...
I'm going to create entertainment that's nothing but pure joie.
But with Tetra, as it is now? Impossible, c'est impossible.
You will take full autorité, and erase every trace of négativité.
I care not for heavy losses.
Cut out le problème, éradiquez-le, down to the roots.
...
...
Fine, I'll do it.
No telling how long it'll last, but I'll lend my strength to your vision.
Excellente.
Once the work est done,
you'll be leaving the company again. Compris?
Hmm, and why's that?
Because you, mon amie... are the one who creates monsters.
...
Yes, that's the right call. A sound decision.
Put a team together for me,
I'll have them all wiped out.
Merci!
Do you think you can pull this off?
Oh, I'll make it happen. Absolument.
We have no need for smiles born from un océan of tears.
People should simply enjoy themselves, sans condition.
That, mon amie, is entertainment.
Say it for me now!
EEEEEEEEEntertainment!
Entertainment!
Mustang hits the stage and shouts, "Entertainment!" The crowd roars it back, louder than I thought possible.
It's deafening, but I love every second of it.
Mes twinkling stars! Les lovely people, merci for gracing T.T. STAR's stage! Did you enjoy le spectacle, oui oui?
Yeeeeees!
Yeeeeees!
Excellente!
Entertainment brings joy to all, mes chers!
Mes lovely people, are you happy, oui?
Yeeeeees!
Yeeeeees!
Whoa, Master, you're really fired up today.
Yeah, I think so too. The concert's incredible.
Oh, I'm totally with you on that.
Do you crave more happiness, mes amis?
Then don't hold back! Criez till your voix gives out!
Encore! Encore!! Say it with me!
Who knows, T.T. STAR might just be listening, oui oui!
Encore! Encore! Encore!
Encore! Encore! Encore!
Encore! Encore! Encore!
Encore, encore, encore.
Êtes-vous listening, T.T. STAR?
Encore! Encore! Encore!
...
Encore! Encore! Encore!
...
Encore! Encore! Encore!
...
Encore! Encore! Encore!
Hear that? They're calling for you.
Go on, give them a finale to remember.
... Let's go!
... Yeah!
One last song.
...
...
...
T.T. STAR,
I've been thoroughly briefed on your story. C'est fascinant.
And with all sincérité, allow me to présenter my deepest apologies.
After you've had your rest, I'd like you to recommencer.
This time, Tetra will support you fully, sans condition.
Let's keep things... impeccablement clean, oui?
...
... You're Mr. Hanson, correct?
Non.
I heard you're Mustang's son... Does that mean you're the boss now?
Hm? I don't quite comprendre what you're talking about.
Mr. Hanson...
Hanson est dead.
...
... You're going to explain this whole situation later, right?
... Oui, I'll tell you everything someday. C'est promis.
... Fine, I'll go along with it.
That affaire has been handled exquisitely.
Yoyo has retired, and non, she will never grace the stage again.
She'll continue her duties as a Tetra-affiliated Nikke in a rôle différent.
Her previous body was irreparable, so naturellement, we made her a new one.
During the processus, she lost all memories.
She remembers rien now.
... Excuse me? But Tetra's memory preservation is among the best...
Ah, oui... it seems there's been un terrible accident.
A real shame.
She did assault someone. C'est indéniable.
After a short break and a live apology, we'll make les arrangements for her return.
Mint and Prika let out small sighs of relief.
I'm not doing it.
...
I'm done being a pop star.
Anis.
I'll stick to what actually suits a nobody like me.
Me, being someone's hope? Yeah, that was never happening.
And...
I'm not about to sing and dance for those trashy pieces of shit in the Ark.
Anis, you're déjà special...
Anis...
You seriously...
Anis, ma chérie, there are far more good people in l'Ark than you think...
Sorry, but I don't want to hear it.
I haven't found anyone like that, so I don't buy it.
All I've seen are people who treat us like toys, and the ones who killed Riss.
Anis.
Alors... you wish to die.
...
...
I'm... too late...
again...
I don't blame you, Boss.
You pulled off something big, and Tetra's doing better than ever.
It's finally turning into a proper entertainment company, and yeah, that's great.
But me? I'm not into that stuff anymore. There's nothing here for me.
So I'm going to the surface.
I'll wait for you, then we'll recommencer again.
...
Très bien, I shall honor your request.
Boss!
...
12. Be My Star: A
128 linesTime slips by.
Tetra Line's been looking really good lately.
Uh... how should I put it? They've been squeaky clean.
After Director Hanson's incident, CEO Mustang said he'd overhaul the company.
No one believed him at the time, but... I suppose I'll give him that. It's hard to argue they're not a good company now.
The polls reflect that too. Tetra's public image is overwhelmingly positive.
Wait, did everyone just forget they used to be absolutely terrible?
People forget things quickly, and what Tetra's doing now makes that easy.
But they've gotten a lot weaker than the other Big Three, right?
Yes, they went through a fairly rough internal cleanup, so they've been in the red for a while.
That said, forecasts suggest that they should turn a profit in about two years.
Seems like focusing solely on entertainment is finally starting to pay off.
That's pretty impressive.
Oh right, they got rid of the indie charts a while back, didn't they?
Yes, it's been a while now. It was a pretty harsh system.
Wow, Tetra Line's really something, huh? At this point, it practically feels like a whole new company.
Kind of like CEO Mustang's new look, Tetra Line seems to be reinventing itself.
Definitely one to watch going forward.
Anyway, moving on to our next story.
Hmm... so you've made your choice, oui?
Are you sure, mes chéris?
Yes, I've had a long talk with Prika.
It does hurt a little since it feels as though she's leaving us behind.
But she worked harder than anyone, and I know how deeply she must've been hurt.
So I understand.
That's why I'd like to ask you something.
Allez, do tell.
Please let us stay in the industry.
It doesn't have to be anything big.
As long as we're still here, Anis will know where to find us.
Mais oui! That can be easily done, no problème at all.
...
Are you vraiment okay with this?
Who knows how long you'll have to wait for Anis, mes chéris?
Starting anew as an idol... well, it might not be such a bad idée.
I don't want that.
... I want the three of us to stay together.
It should've been four... but that's not possible anymore...
...
We haven't done anything yet.
If we start over with even one of us missing,
then we're just a failed group.
I'm not letting T.T. STAR end like that.
Très bien, I understand.
Then, I shall wait with you,
mes twinkling stars.
A long stretch of time passes.
Excellente, you're getting the hang of it, petit à petit.
... Yeah, guess I'm still alive.
You really do leave a trail of trouble wherever you go, non?
You really expect me to just follow orders like that when they don't even make sense?
...
Anis,
how long do you intend to keep thinking like that, hmm?
Until I die.
Oh non, that's a terrible answer, ma chérie.
I won't let you mourir. Not on my watch.
...
Boss,
you don't have to worry about me anymore.
I appreciate it, but I'm fine now.
I'm never going back.
...
I have something to show you, mon Anis.
Allez, come here.
... This is...?
The expansive armament Star.
A monument to our sins exquisément forged from Pretty's own body.
Mon dieu, it cost us an absurd amount of time and money to reclaim this.
...
Pretty's body was très particulier.
And with that body and lost technology, voilà, we created this weapon.
Because I trust you, ma chérie.
I haven't forgotten what you said. Not a word.
After all, you love the Ark, n'est-ce pas?
Not anymore.
Non, one's origine doesn't change, for better or for worse.
I'll wait, mon Anis,
for the day you learn to love l'Ark again,
the day you choose to protéger it, just as Pretty once did,
the day you décideras to become une Goddess of Victory after casting aside your life as une pop star.
On that day, I will give you l'expansif armement Star.
... Why me...?
You may be different from her, très different even...
But I do believe you're the girl destinée to carry on Pretty's legacy.
I will wait.
No matter how long it takes, I will remain here and wait for you, toujours.
... This time, I will not be late, jamais.
Anis walks through the Ark's city streets,
taking it in for the first time in a while.
People pass her in steady streams.
She searches their faces, one by one.
But the ones who used to torment them back then are nowhere to be seen.
A small weight lifts off her chest, and she keeps going.
All of a sudden, she stops.
Her eyes lock onto the face of a man walking toward her.
It's him. It's the same man who tormented her four times during Smile Time.
His clothes and hair are different now, but there's no mistaking it. She can never forget his face.
Anis freezes, her heart racing. He keeps getting closer.
Her breath quickens. Her body trembles.
Step by step, he closes the distance, and their eyes meet.
Without a flicker of recognition, he looks away and walks past her.
Anis turns,
watching him as he walks forward.
Um, excuse me...
The man turns back.
Their eyes meet.
Anis's breath grows ragged, cold sweat running down her face.
He studies her, a puzzled look in his eyes.
With an indifferent expression, the man turns and walks off.
Anis steadies her breath, and soon, it evens out.
She remains there for a long while, watching people pass by.
Every so often, she catches glimpses of faces that are familiar and deeply unsettling.
But no one recognizes her.
A faint laugh slips from her lips.
13. Be My Star: B
77 linesAnis stands on a darkened stage, her gaze sweeping over the audience.
Cheers break out as their eyes move from her to her groupmates and back again.
I used to think
this place was nothing but a garbage dump,
that the Ark was rotten to the core, and that there wasn't a decent person in sight.
I thought it was all darkness with not even a glimmer of light.
It took me such a long time
to realize how wrong I was, to see that this wasn't a trash heap.
After all, this is a place where people live, so there's definitely more good than bad.
I just couldn't see it, since I was blinded by rage, amongst other things.
The Ark isn't perfect. It's still filled with grime and shadows.
But now, I see
the stars shining in the darkness.
And so,
I can love the Ark.
I can dance and sing
for those stars that shine.
Thank you! One more song!
The crowd explodes into cheers.
A sea of glow sticks shimmers and dances.
So many people are here for her.
Anis scans the audience, desperate.
There, she sees the Commander, Rapi, and Neon shouting her name at the top of their lungs.
Her brightest stars are calling out to her.
The ones who make her special. The ones who make her shine.
Strength surges through her, the rush climbing higher and higher.
She glances to the side.
Mint and Prika meet her gaze, wearing the same look she knows is on her own face.
Then, Anis shouts with everything she has.
Everyone! Thank you for coming!
Thank you for loving us!
I'll shine for every one of you!
Be! My! Star!
Riss... my first friend.
Please listen
to my last song.
*Huff... huff... huff...*
*Pant, pant*
Hoo... hoo...
The crowd is deafening.
T.T. STAR stares out into the audience as the lights begin to fade.
One by one, they dim.
Tears threaten to spill,
but they hold them back.
Pop stars don't cry on stage.
They're here to give their fans a great time.
That's what this is all for.
The lights fade further until the crowd is nothing but silhouettes.
And then,
darkness.
The curtain falls.
The show is over.
In an instant, all the members of T.T. STAR sink to the floor.
Ngh...! Ahh...! Aaaahhh...!
Uh... Ugh...! Nngh...!
*Sob, sob...*
I'm... I'm trying, but... they won't stop...
Ngh...! Waaaah!
The three of them collapse into each other, sobbing uncontrollably.
Mustang makes his way toward them.
...
B-Boss!
Did... did...
Did we do okay?
...
Mustang takes off his sunglasses.
His eyes well up as he gazes at his pop stars.
You were amazing, Anis, Mint, Prika.
Just like I knew you would be, my pop stars.
!
The three rush into Hanson's arms,
their grief spilling out in waves.
After pouring out all their sorrow,
only joy remains.
Star Anis: The End
14. Shining Star
105 linesRapi.
Yes?
Shouldn't we do something?
Do what?
She's been like that ever since the concert ended.
...
Perhaps, the real Anis didn't make it past that show.
What's left is just a shell that looks like her.
Oh, so she's basically just an empty casing now. Just rolling around with nothing inside.
Right, Anis is just a spent shell.
Then I'll load her up with gunpowder.
... What are you two even talking about?
Here I go. Firepower, loadi—
Aaaaaaah!
Eeek! I think she's possessed!
Wait, how'd we go from shell casings to ghosts?
Ughhhh!
...
Man, I don't wanna go up to the surface.
I don't wanna fight. I just wanna be a pop star.
...
...
...
I looked damn good at that concert. I was absolutely killing it.
Don't say things like that while scratching your stomach.
That's a lot of eye gunk you've got there.
Ugh, I guess I have to go up.
Yeah, I'm with the Counters now, not T.T. STAR.
... Heh, but seriously, I looked pretty damn good out there.
She's got it really bad.
She's really full of herself.
With T.T. STAR's commemorative performance a success,
Anis quietly leaves the group.
Given her track record in the Ark, fans have already seen it coming, so the reaction is muted.
Before long, she earns the nickname "Combat Pop Star."
Oh, Mint and Prika are on.
Hello! We're the two shining stars, Twinkle Twin Star! I'm Mint!
And I'm Prika.
We may be newcomers, but we'll do our best! So we hope you'll support us!
...
Then Mint and Prika officially debut under the new name Twinkle Twin Star.
It seems they wanted to keep the T.T. STAR name alive in some way.
After the concert, they drew in not only new fans but also former T.T. STAR fans, and things are taking off quickly.
Avistar and Mrs. Miss are said to be working with them, too.
... But Avistar is from an inspection unit. Is that really okay?
You're always a star to us, Anis.
Yeah, the shining star of the Counters.
Exactly.
What was that? That didn't sit well with me.
Yeah, no kidding.
So when are we going up?
There's no fixed date. We can go whenever we're ready.
Now?
Are you sure?
Yeah. If I stay here, I'll just keep hanging onto it.
Better to head up sooner rather than later.
... All right, let's go then.
Gotcha.
At least wipe your eyes before you go.
As the elevator rises toward the surface,
Anis gazes out at the Ark through the glass.
What are you looking at?
The Ark.
Something on your mind?
It's nothing. Just looking around.
...
No, scratch that, I'm actually kinda scared.
That's what we're supposed to protect, right?
But from up here, the Ark looks huge.
... You think we can actually do it?
That doesn't sound like something the Ark's star would say.
Yeah. If people heard their star talking like that, they'd be awfully disappointed.
Hey, I can show a little weakness around you guys.
...
... No,
I can't let myself show weakness anywhere.
Yeah, I'm gonna be the Ark's star, their beacon of hope.
I might not be perfect, but I won't be a pathetic one.
...
...
What's the matter? Feeling all touched now?
That's not like you to say.
You do one concert, and now you're going around saying all these embarrassing things.
For crying out loud, you guys...
*Whirrr*
The elevator doors slide open.
Beyond them, the surface stretches into view.
Ah, the weather's great today.
Anis gazes at the sky,
remaining still for what feels like forever.
Hey... what are you doing?
Anis breaks into a wide smile,
one that seems to shine
as if it can light up the world.



