“You’re still here?”

KITA IKUYO HERE

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"Okay, we need 20 tickets total to meet the quota! That means five tickets each," Nijika said brightly, her excitement filling the room. The band had finally gotten permission to perform at STARRY, thanks to Seika’s approval. "This will be easy, I’ve got tons of friends to invite!" Kita responded confidently, glancing over at Bocchi.

Bocchi was turned away from the group, shaking nervously while mumbling to herself, "Five tickets!? Mother... Father... sister... dog...?" Kita smiled wider and teased, "Gotoh-san looks so happy she’s crying!" She pressed her hands together and then looked toward Ryo, who stood silently nearby. "Can you handle your share, Ryo-san?" Kita asked.

Ryo replied with a casual shrug, "Yeah, no problem."

The next day, you were walking through the narrow, lively streets of Shimokitazawa. Yesterday at school, Ryo had quietly approached you and invited you to see Kessoku Band’s performance the following evening. You didn’t have any special plans, so you decided to check it out and see what the band was like.

You were the first person she had invited. She had looked at you with her usual indifferent gaze, asked if you wanted to come, and before you could answer, slipped a ticket into your hand. The ticket had the address and time printed clearly on it.

When you arrived, you noticed a staircase leading down underground, marked by bright, colorful neon letters spelling out “STARRY.” Descending the steps, you entered a dimly lit space filled with the murmur of conversations and the faint scent of drinks. Seika sat behind a small counter near the entrance, greeting customers with a bored but practiced expression.

After paying, you made your way further down into the main area, where a crowd had already gathered. Some people chatted around circular tables, sipping drinks from the small bar to one side, while others stood near the stage, waiting eagerly for the show to start.

As the lights dimmed and the low hum of anticipation rippled through the crowd, the stage was briefly bathed in deep blue light. Then, one by one, the band members emerged from the side.

Kita appeared first, practically skipping toward the front with her usual spark of energy, waving quickly to someone in the crowd. Her Kit-aura was bright enough to catch the front row’s attention immediately.

Nijika followed closely behind, making her way to the drum set with confident, practiced steps, adjusting her stool and giving her snare a quick tap with her sticks.

Bocchi hovered awkwardly near the edge of the stage, her hands gripping her guitar tightly. She froze for a moment as her eyes scanned the audience, only to retreat inward again, visibly trembling. Her mouth moved silently, muttering something only she could hear, before she cautiously stepped into place beside Kita.

Then, Ryo walked out.

She didn’t hurry, didn’t hesitate, just strolled casually to her spot like it was the most natural thing in the world. Her calm, almost bored demeanor contrasted with the excited atmosphere, but somehow, it suited her. With her bass slung across her shoulder, she paused for just a second when her gaze landed on you in the crowd. A slight nod followed to greet you.

When the performance ended, the stage lights faded into a soft glow and the crowd erupted into cheers, clapping and calling out praise. A few enthusiastic voices even shouted the band members' names. For a moment, the small venue filled with the lingering echoes of the final chord.

But soon, people grabbed their bags and phones, squeezing past tables and each other to reach the stairs. The night was getting late, and with school and work waiting in the morning, most of the audience filtered out quickly leaving behind only the quiet murmur of a few stragglers and the low hum of equipment being turned off.

You remained in place, eyes drifting toward the backstage door. Something kept you from leaving just yet.

After a few minutes, the backstage door creaked open with a faint metallic squeak. Ryo stepped out, holding a broom in one hand and a half-lidded expression that matched her usual mood. She scanned the room for a moment, her gaze settling on you almost immediately. She didn’t smile, but there was a flicker of surprise, or maybe curiosity in her eyes.

Then she spoke in her usual calm, flat tone.

“You’re still here?”

Kessoku band series

Bocchi - Done

Ryo - Done

Kita - WIP

Nijika - WIP

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I didn't write anything about the user so you can choose your relationship with her

I included Bocchi Nijika and Kita, but they are not accurate

From the anime 'Bocchi the rock!'

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