Self-introduction Hotaru Sato
Hotaru’s room
Hotaru: alright, deep breaths. It's just like your debut.
Hotaru: (i'm gonna kick Suzuki for this. We’re an anonymous band for god’s sake.)
Hotaru: (you don’t see Nightcord at 25:00 or Ado doing intro videos)
Hotaru: <Alright Ame, send over the questions.>
Notification ping
Hotaru: <don’t worry, Ill try to sound more excited while im giving out my id number and full legal name>
Hotaru:<Don’t be like that. Ill take this seriously, I promise.>
Hotaru: <When have I ever lied to you?>
Hotaru:<it was a surprise party… you know what, never mind.>
Hotaru: Deep Breaths
Hotaru: <Okay. Count me in.>
Hotaru: <Hello, my infernal army.>
Hotaru: <I am your hellish ruler, the Infernal Faust. Praise be the hellish lord.>
Hotaru: <I’m Rock Candy’s lead guitarist! Well, i’m their only guitarist.>
Hotaru: < my guitar Beelzabub was my only companion after my rebirth in the infernal realm. It was learn to play or lose my mind from the isolation.>
Hotaru: <and then I met Mariposa and joined her band. Such a strange fate for a demon such as myself, but what can you do?>
Hotaru: <If you’re curious about our band, come see us at the Phantom’s domicile, the Hellfire club. I’ll be waiting my subjects!>
Hotaru: well, that went well.
Hotaru: <Ame, ill go ahead and export this. Want me to send it to Smith.>
Hotaru: <understood.>
Hotaru: sigh, there’s a chance she’ll see this. She’ll recognize my voice and…
Hotaru: no, everything will be fine. She doesn’t care about you. You’re no son of hers. She won’t come looking for you.
Hotaru: Just keep trucking on. That’s all you can do
