The show came to an end. I would've loved to give food to our guests, but that would've been too expensive and would've required more planning. Thankfully, they all seemed content to just head home after sharing their thoughts and saying goodbye.
I made it home by midnight and fell dead on my bed. I woke up somewhat early, so I reviewed the notes Aya, Tomokazu, and I had made. Then, when it was time, I walked to HQ with Aki and checked the office before heading to the dance studio.
We arrived to see Satō standing still in the middle of the room with her hands on her waist and the girls lying on the floor. They didn't react to me arriving at all and Satō giggled as she saw me. Before any word could be said, Aki joined the girls on the floor.
"Are you okay?" I asked them.
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