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"...Isn't this setting a bit too forced?" Shiori Hachiya exclaimed in surprise. She sat up and felt that her body was indeed very different from before. "It's suddenly gone from tragic to comedic!"

The body, stitched together by Sayaka Miki and Nana Oba, did indeed have a deathly pale color, and its eyes, due to the zombie-like appearance and blood, had turned into a dark red with unfocused pupils. The large T-shaped sutures on the body looked very abrupt, and upon closer inspection, it gave the impression that it might fall apart at any moment.

Although it may seem abrupt, for Shiori Hachiya now, continuing to be active in the human world is actually a good thing.

Sayaka Miki's hands and face were still stained with Shiori Hachitani's blood, and her expression was strange: "This is the first time I've ever done this kind of work..."

Most importantly, why myself?

Homura Akemi refused to let herself enter the Silver Garden, but she let Yuna Yuuki in.

After wandering around for a few days, I ran into Nana Oba, who had rushed here to handle the aftermath for Ms. Hachiya...

And then, we arrived here.

Nana Oba was in charge of using her almost supernatural makeup skills to restore Shiori Hachitani's lifeless complexion, while she herself was responsible for stitching up Ms. Hachitani.

Now think about it...

That's incredible! It's amazing that a dead person can still move around.

Oh no, it seems I've started criticizing myself.

"...So, why do you all look so anxious?" Shiori Hachiya asked, bewildered. She watched as Nana Ohba and Sayaka Miki quickly cleaned up the bloodstains in the room after briefly explaining the situation, and she couldn't help but wonder.

Miki Sayaka looked at Hachiya Shiori, who still didn't understand the situation, and had a slight headache: "...Because Hachiya-san, you called your mother at home earlier, right? She rushed over overnight because she was worried about her daughter. If you don't want her to be frightened, you'd better deal with the house quickly."

"Wow, it's such an emergency!" Shiori Hachiya quickly got out of bed. She realized she was covered in blood, and the room looked like it had been the site of a murder. Her already pale face looked even worse. "Oh no... if Mom sees this, she'll faint from fright..."

Then, she rushed to the bathroom, quickly changed her clothes, and washed away the bloodstains on her body.

Sayaka Miki tried to stop her, saying, "...It'll wash off your makeup... Ah, never mind."

Anyway, that makeup will smudge sooner or later. I'll just have Nana Ohba do it again later.

She turned her gaze back to Nana Ohba, who had been somewhat silent and sullen since earlier.

“I’m telling you, Banana,” she said helplessly, “you weren’t so resolute when you said those things to Ms. Hachiya, were you? I didn’t expect you to be the softest-hearted one…”

“…I hate tragedies the most.” Nana Ohba said in a low voice with her back to her, “Even as a member of the play, I hate that kind of ending the most.”

"Seriously, I know, don't blame yourself." Miki Sayaka sighed, cleaning the floor in Hachiya Shiori's house as she comforted her, "That's why you wrote this sequel, isn't it? But the script for the next part is really ridiculous."

She remembered the task she had been temporarily assigned, and recalling the face Homura Akemi had given her when she handed it over, she gritted her teeth in hatred: "That damned devil, he really knows how to boss people around..."

However, she prefers to help out on this side rather than running errands around.

The mission on this side is to help Shiori Hachiya fulfill her wish.

Shiori Hachiya, an ordinary person, still has things she wants to do that she hasn't finished.

It was this obsession, coupled with the seed planted in his heart after witnessing the brilliance on stage, that allowed his soul, which should have been assimilated into the dream world, to remain in the human world in this form.

Out of her aversion to tragedy, guilt towards Shiori Hachitani, and a desire to make amends, Nana Oba requested Kita Kirihara to continue Shiori Hachitani's solo stage and allocated a portion of her resources to this purpose.

May you live this life to the fullest, Miss Hachiya.

However, now that Ms. Hachiya has become a zombie, her first target is—

—My anxious mother rushed to the door.

182. Nana Oba, producer at Silver Garden Agency.

Because she was in a hurry, Shiori Hachiya rushed out of the shower wrapped in a towel after less than five minutes.

She said urgently, "Banana...where's my phone? I need to call my mom first."

I don't know what time it is now, but I should let my mom know I'm safe and sound so she doesn't have to rush over. I need to buy her some more time.

Since Shiori Hachiya had a fight with her mother a few years ago and lost contact with her, she has not told her mother that she moved to a new house.

However, Shiori Hachiya still frequently posts updates on her personal social media account.

Although she wasn't entirely sure which account her mother belonged to, Shiori Hachiya was certain that her mother was on her alternate account's follower list.

So my mom must already know that I moved to a new house.

If she can't find it, Mom will definitely ask the agent, and then...

“Hachiya-san, it’s been almost twelve hours since your death, and your mother should arrive here in about ten minutes.” Oba Nana said calmly, “Most importantly, when we arrived here…”

She pointed to Shiori Hachiya's phone, which was lying in a pool of blood on the bed.

It's already scrapped.

Shiori Hachiya was horrified: "How could this be?!"

Because it hadn't been turned off all night, the battery was completely drained, and with Shiori Hachiya's blood seeping in, the phone was now completely unusable.

The only thing we can do now is to quickly clean up the scene and wait for Hachiya's mother to come so we can find a way to cover up the fact that Hachiya Shiori is dead.

Shiori Hachiya glanced at herself in the mirror while showering and realized her complexion looked completely abnormal. Panicked, she exclaimed, "Is it too late to put on makeup? But my makeup skills..."

Amidst her panic, Shiori Hachiya saw Nana Ohba take out the makeup brushes she had just put away and smile at her: "There's no need to worry about that."

"...Huh?"

“After all, I’ve audited quite a few courses in the Creative Department, so special effects makeup is a piece of cake for me.” As she said this, Nana Ohba was practically sparkling. “Leave it to me, I guarantee no one will be able to tell.”

Thirty minutes later.

I didn't notice it at all.

but……

Shiori Hachiya knelt on the ground with her head down, a sign around her neck saying "I made my mom worry by being brave all by myself." In front of her was her mother, who had come to scold her. She lowered her head guiltily.

"Honestly, you've always been so stubborn and reckless since you were little... I'm your mother, it wouldn't hurt if you whined to me when you were upset, but you always had to tough it out on yourself. You even fell asleep before you finished the phone call, it scared me to death."

Watching the middle-aged woman, whose eyes still looked somewhat haggard, nagging and scolding Shiori Hachiya, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose fatigue from running around all night made her look much older.

She was finally relieved to see that Shiori Hachiya was alright.

She looked around; the room was empty. "You live alone?"

"...It's just that I live alone," Shiori Hachitani muttered, "It's more free."

"It's better to find someone to share an apartment with. Otherwise, we can go back to our hometown to avoid a repeat of yesterday's incident," Bee Valley's mother insisted. "Or you could have your girlfriend live with you."

Shiori Hachiya was subconsciously confused: "Where would I get a girlfriend?"

"Didn't you say yesterday that you dropped soap in the toilet and no one who likes you bought it for you?"

"But I don't have a girlfriend. What does this have to do with having a girlfriend?"

"Then where did the people who like you come from?"

The mother and daughter looked at each other in bewilderment.

Shiori Hachiya immediately felt humiliated: "You're so mean, you mean mom! I'm only in my early twenties, I'm not in a hurry to date at all!"

And what she meant when she acted cute yesterday was that she wanted her mom to buy it for her!

This parent's way of speaking is so annoying!

And why a girlfriend? I've been single since birth and haven't shown any sexual orientation preference at all... Why is my mom so convinced of this?

"Calm down, you two... Come and try my special banana muffins." The one who brought the dessert with a smile was Nana Ohba, who hadn't left since the beginning.

To cover for Shiori Hachiya, Nana Ohba and Sayaka Miki did not leave immediately but stayed behind.

The main reason is that the Silver Garden is currently in a semi-locked-down state.

They can't go back.

Hachiya's mother's gaze unconsciously fell on Oba Nana.

The more she looked at Nana Oba and Sayaka Miki, the more serious her expression became.

Then, turning to stare at Shiori Hachiya, he leaned closer, lowered his voice, and said very seriously, "...Aren't they still minors?"

"...What are you thinking, Mom?!" Shiori Hachiya exclaimed in shock.

"It would be better to turn yourself in."

"That's absolutely not true! Don't try to think of me as some kind of scumbag! Besides, I basically don't have any fans..."

The more she talked about it, the more heartbroken she became, and Shiori Hachiya, who is still a single virgin, was about to cry.

Nana Ohba was a little embarrassed, but she still laughed it off and stepped forward: "Aunt Hachiya, Miss Hachiya is our future colleague."

"……colleague?"

"colleague?!"

Hachiya's mother and Hachiya Shiori both made surprised sounds, one after the other.

Nana Ohba pulled out a business card from her pocket that she had prepared at some point: "Ms. Hachiya's singing at her farewell concert deeply moved me, so I plan to invite her and this amateur, Sayaka Miki, to debut as a group... This is my business card. I am Nana Ohba, an idol producer at Silver Garden Agency."

It looks quite professional.

Even Sayaka Miki was startled.

Shiori Hachiya looked terrified, exchanging bewildered glances with Sayaka Miki, who seemed equally clueless behind Nana Oba.

Shiori Hachiya was bewildered and terrified: What... what's going on?

Sayaka Miki also looked frustrated: I don't know anything about this either!

Sayaka Miki was just there to help, not to sell herself. How did she end up being arranged to debut as a group with Shiori Hachiya?

Then, just a second after she uttered this confused thought, she heard Homura Akemi's gloating laughter: [Heh.]

It really was that damned demon—

That guy sold himself out!!!

183. It was a pleasure working with you, Miss Bee Valley.

"Banana?! What's with that Silver Garden Agency? Why do you look like you're all ready? And what's the name of my and Sayaka's duo...?"

After managing to appease her mother, Shiori Hachiya grabbed Nana Oba and launched into a barrage of questions.