The hazy blue lights shone down on the swarm of musumeyaku, who were dancing gracefully in unison to the slow rhythm of the orchestra.
A powerful voice pierced the air, complimenting their dance, which had come gracefully to a halt. The voice of one Ayabuki Mao. She matched the musumeyaku, donning a royal blue suit and long white shirt.
She looked
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To imagine them backstage after such an intense moment is really wonderful. ^^;
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Wonderful!
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