Fifth Song ♪♫ ＮＯ ＤＡＷＮ， ＮＯ ＤＡＹ， Ｉ’Ｍ ＡＬＷＡＹＳ ＩＮ ＴＨＩＳ ＴＷＩＬＩＧＨＴ
I - [phone, early morning Tuesday]
Um, hello. On Saturday, during the, um, events, there was a boy with brown hair and and an older girl with longer black hair who both helped me out. I'm still in possession of the bike that was given to me in order for me to escape the, er, cannibalistic beings.
If anyone knows who they are, or if they happen to be listening to this...thank you. If there's anything I can ever do to repay you, please let me know.
II - [highschool, noonish on Tuesday]
[Around lunchtime, if you happen to not be in the lunchroom, there is a trailing musical sound coming from the area of the science labs. If you choose to investigate futher, you'll see that there is an older girl of teacher age, her back to the door, a violin on her shoulder. There seems to be some sheet music propped up in front of her. What she's playing, though, may sound familiar to some. She manages to get about a minute into her song before hitting an ear-splitting sour note, and starting over, again and again.]
III - [Around town/anywhere, evening - Saturday]
[How someone can manage to walk and play the violin at the same time is a mystery, but Kotomi's done weirder. Because that's exactly what she's doing. She's walking around, occasionally stopping, and playing her violin. It's the same song as before, but she manages to make it to the five minute mark this time.]
Um, hello. On Saturday, during the, um, events, there was a boy with brown hair and and an older girl with longer black hair who both helped me out. I'm still in possession of the bike that was given to me in order for me to escape the, er, cannibalistic beings.
If anyone knows who they are, or if they happen to be listening to this...thank you. If there's anything I can ever do to repay you, please let me know.
II - [highschool, noonish on Tuesday]
[Around lunchtime, if you happen to not be in the lunchroom, there is a trailing musical sound coming from the area of the science labs. If you choose to investigate futher, you'll see that there is an older girl of teacher age, her back to the door, a violin on her shoulder. There seems to be some sheet music propped up in front of her. What she's playing, though, may sound familiar to some. She manages to get about a minute into her song before hitting an ear-splitting sour note, and starting over, again and again.]
III - [Around town/anywhere, evening - Saturday]
[How someone can manage to walk and play the violin at the same time is a mystery, but Kotomi's done weirder. Because that's exactly what she's doing. She's walking around, occasionally stopping, and playing her violin. It's the same song as before, but she manages to make it to the five minute mark this time.]