I’m heading to bed, goodnight! I’ll reply to everything tomorrow!
“You are the lead singer of Girls Dead Monster,” Kanade said to the pink haired vocalist, quiet words ringing matter-of-factually in the silence between them. “Are you planning any school concerts for the students?”
“A-Angel…” Rosy optics widened at the snowy-haired female before her. Those amber eyes of hers felt as though they were burning right through her own eyes.
“I…” Angel’s question fell on deaf ears as the pinkette searched her mind for a way to contact Yurippe. She would kill Masami if she let the target escape.
After a few moment of collecting herself, Iwasawa responded. “What are you doing here?” Completely ignoring the original question asked.
“But I am God!” He was so into saying that he was God. It was rather cute of how he was into it but also could be a little annoying. He was trying to find Otonashi but couldn’t find him for some reason. “I am trying to find Otonashi.” Naoi replied putting his fingers on his chin.
Seeing as though the male wouldn’t face reality, Masami thought she would find some enjoyment in entertaining the idea. “Hm, it’s a little hard to believe you’re actually a god looking like that.. Do something god-like and I’ll probably believe you!”
“Well you’re in luck! I’ve been looking for him since he owes me lunch today after our little bet.” Long digits ran themselves through fuchsia locks before continuing her sentence. “Wanna tag along? I think he’s in the cafeteria with Hinata.”
“So you’ve come to see God?” Naoi said seeing all the people who had approached him. There was only one person who was familiar and it was the leader of the Girls Dead Monster. Why was she approaching him? She was inferior to him because he was God.
“Still on about being God, I see.” The pinkette’s lips parted, reading a small chuckle as she rested a hand on her hip. It had been a while since she had seen the younger male, and it was odd to see him without Otonashi around. “Whatcha up to? It’s been ages!” Iwasawa questioned, let lips bending into a small smile.
afterlifesinger said: [nO DON’T DIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP RIHGT THERE FGKSD;]
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bBY [//cLINGS TO]
Kanade walked past the music room everyday, never staying long enough to listen, but today was different. She stopped today to look in, and listen.
It wasn’t unusual for the only person in the music room to be the pinkette, seeing as thought most of her time had been put into her songs. Occasionally, her peripheral vision had caught student who slowed their pace in front of the open door to listen to the melody that flowed from her guitar.
Normally, she wouldn’t pay any mind to the passing students, but this certain white-haired female that happened to pass by had caused Masami to stop instantly. Hues lifted their gaze from the strings of her guitar and fixated themselves of the golden orbs belonging to—
“Angel..!”
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bBY [//cLINGS TO]
She was kind of confused now. “Hm? But…Yui…Is the lead singer and you-” Naomi’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening. “You…Were obliterated..In my time…A-and..Yui tooka over as the lead singer of GirlDeMo…But…She said that you were the first, and considerably better, lead singer…”
Woah. What even…? “How is this..Possible? If you’re gone in my time…And you dont know Yui…Is this some sort of time warp?!” Yup. Naomi was back to her air-headed-ness. “Are there even time warp thingies in the afterlife?!?!”
“L-Lead singer.. Yui?!” She was taken even further aback by the young female’s words. Her mind was beginning to get clutter with more and more information that seemed puzzling. What she said next had caught her off-guard, however. “Obliterated?! I’m… How.. What are you talking about?” At this point, Iwasawa concluded that this could all be some sort of joke.
She crossed her arms, a small smirk forming on her features as she let out a relieved sigh, her head clear of worry and confusion. “What kind of game are you playing? Yui being the lead singer of GirlDeMo? I don’t even know her, but I know that that’s physically impossible. I’m the only lead singer and guitarist for the band, no one else. And I exist now, while you’re here. So how could I be gone in your time?” Masami wasn’t quite sure her sentences made sense, but what she did hope for was some clarity on the situation.
