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Red eyes locked upwards, staring at the building before him were soon overtaken by a sigh, as gaze drifted downwards. How many times had he not considered it? Even though he could no longer adequately function as an idol, his voice no longer carrying the beautiful tune it used to possess, the industry was rooted so deep within him. At Yumenosaki he had indulged in a little bit of everything regarding the entertainment business -- singing, dancing, performances, interviews, heck, they had even been scouted for various gravure shoots.
It wouldn’t be that foreign a job to him, even if he didn’t have too much experience. Then again, he had always been moving according to the words of someone else, so perhaps modelling wouldn’t be that hard after all.
No, this was not a world he could return to again.
Turning on his heels, Nazuna prepared to leave to never return, but came face to face with a girl. How long had she been there? Had she seen his indecisiveness as he stood contemplating before the building muttering to himself for at least a good ten minutes?
“ W-w-whadda you want?! If ya gon’ sneak up on people like that, lettem know ya there! ”
