The time finally came. Aya, Tomokazu, and I had prepared every single detail for the announcement of the album's release date. We updated our social media profiles with pictures and banners that had the release date—made by Jun—accompanied by a short phrase: Idols Are Back. The background of the images was pink and the letters were white. We then posted a short video—also made by Jun—showing short sequences of Japan based on antique pictures from the two thousands; the city, rural towns, beaches, and mountains. One of the sequences showed an idol group performing a show for two seconds, although with their faces out of frame. The final sequence showed the girls from the back, wearing the Blostars costume, facing a white void while pink leaves floated around them. After a couple of seconds, a pink leaf covered the screen and the same phrase from the banners ap

As the girls and Aya chatted with Kiku and ate, Miki, Tomokazu, Satō, and I moved all of the equipment from the vans into the storage room. Even though Butcher stood outside in front of the door, the small room was cramped with boxes and people. "Should we start assembling everything?" I asked Miki, not giving him even five seconds to breathe. "We could take it slowly, but we might run short on time if there's a problem." "Let's start now, then." "Can I help?" Satō asked. "I won't be doing much until the girls start to warm up anyway." "That'd be great," I replied. "I need five minutes," Tomokazu panted. "I'm not used to this much physical activity in such a short amount of

The girls wanted to take a shower as soon as possible, so they took turns to shower one by one. Meanwhile, there was a lot of equipment to disassemble, but the crowd was still heading out of the café. Several minutes later, the place was empty enough for Aya, Tomokazu, Miki, Satō, and I to start disassembling everything. We walked into the café and the few people that remained inside clapped at us. I didn't know how to react until Aya hit my arm. "Wave and smile," she whispered. Not having time to properly process what she said, I complied and waved and smiled at the small group of people. They seemed content before walking out of the café. "It wasn't so hard, was it?" Aya smirked. "Yeah, but I shouldn't be the center of