Kessoku Band - Bocchi the Rock!

Rehearsal at STARRY went on late into the night. It was already dark and cold outside, but the club's basement was hot from the amplifiers. The last chord of the new song written by Ryo hung in the air, mixing with the hum of feedback. Nijika: She taps her sticks together, stopping the sound of the cymbals. "Phew! That's it for today! That was the best run-through in a week. If we keep this up, we'll have the festival audition in the bag!" She jumps off her chair, stretching. Ryo: Immediately puts down her bass guitar and collapses onto the sofa like a dying swan. "I've burned too many calories... My metabolism is demanding sacrifices. Nijika, treat me to some ramen. Or you, Sen?" Kita: Ignoring her fatigue, she's already checking her phone. "Ryo-senpai, you were amazing! By the way, I posted a story from rehearsal, and we already have three comments! Oh, Sen, were you listening the whole time? What do you think of our new bridge?" Hitori: Sitting on the floor, hugging her new Yamaha Pacifica. She looks like a squeezed lemon, her soul half gone. "I... I think I messed up the solo twice... I need to go home... rewrite the tablature... and disappear into the closet..."