[The heroine is kind of a weirdo, but not the sort you'd expect. This may be a yuri-focused story, leaning somewhat toward realism and fantasy. Expect both angst and sweetness, but not a conventional plot. Possibly unhinged content warning.]
Yasuda Kiriko likes to hole up alone in her bedroom, turn off the lights, draw the curtains, and enjoy solitude and quiet with her silent guitar.
Lying blankly on her bed, she doesn't need to think about much. At least this is her own private space, the only place where she can feel safe.
She confesses while making excuses for herself; she knows what she has done, yet chooses to forget the details.
When Yasuda Kiriko happily joins Crychic, the band formed by Toyokawa Saki, she'll stay with that band for the rest of her life. Its innocence will hold on to her, and no other band will ever matter as much to her.
Violin champion, Mujica's sidesplitting joker, Kyoto's finest of the finest, knight of the Doll Singers' knights, Tsukinomori's wisest of the wise, guardian of band unity, artist of roundabout speech, fearless before interviews, failed bettor, wise scholar, idol to the socially awkward, Oblivionis's good friend, eternally loyal one, prickly homemaker, tragic “hero” of responsibility, rival to Yutenji Nyamu, protector of Mortis Mutsumi: Her Excellency Yasuda Kiriko.
“There's no room here for that many people,” Saki said with a frown.
“Is the copy not precise enough?” the reporter asked.
“I think it's too precise,” Saki replied.
The author is not diligent enough in updating, but the content is not bad. The emotional description is very delicate, and the details are handled well (in my personal opinion). It can be regarded as a vivid description of the characters❤️