Road to Starlight!

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"Stop squirming! We have to measure you so we can make our costumes! The show is in less than 3 weeks, you know..." Yuriko scolded.

Wesley was giggling uncontrollably. "I'm sorry- haha! It tickles! S-Stop that!"

Yuriko tightened the measuring tape around Wesley's chest. She had a menacing look on her face. "If you don't let me measure you, we'll tickle you to death, Ms. 70 cm."

"T-They're supposed to be 73 cm! They were gonna grow..." Wesley said, heartbroken.

Yuriko loosened her iron grip on Wesley. "Unless you want your dress to be loose, we're going to use the 70~" she cooed.

Their costumes were going to be gorgeous. They were strikingly similar to Wesley and Talia's first performance outfits, but better. Around them, the three dresses carried the air of idolatry itself. Orange-Yellow, Blue, and now a rosy shade of Pink. The three colors went together beautifully. Was it a sign? Of course! It could only go up from here. Wesley always assured herself of that. No matter what, there would never be a repeat of that fateful night.


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The following evening, Tuna waited diligently outside of Rosemarie's class. The school day had just ended, and the two of them had planned to go back to Tuna's house and study. Confused as to why Rosemarie had not appeared yet, she checked her watch. 3:10, the final bell had rung 10 minutes ago. Where could she be? Suddenly, there she came, running! In her little hands, Rosemarie carried a thick stack of papers. Posters?!

Tuna cocked her head like a confused puppy. "Rosie? What are those in your hands?"

Panting, Rosemarie handed one to her. "They're fliers for Aqours' first performance! My big sis said the new school director is going to advertise for their concert, so I asked if I could help hand some out! Do you wanna help, Tuna?"

Tuna jumped and squealed. "Of course! Let's get moving so we can catch the crowd as they leave school!"

Rosemarie split the beautifully drawn fliers in half, and gave the other to Tuna. Each student who passed by was given one. Soon enough, they were all gone. Rosemarie, however, had secretly saved an extra one for herself and her dear sister.


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"Tomorrow's their big night, Anya~. I'm sure to see you there, right?" Madeline playfully jested.

Anastasia clenched her fist, keeping her anger under check. "You won't catch me dead at that concert."

"Can you say the same for your poor little sister? She's so excited, A • nya • n~*. Do you want to take away that happiness from her? The same little girl who you claim to protect, and whom you want only the best for?"

No response. Madeline looked down at the frustrated Anastasia to see her knuckles turned white as her fist clenched.

"That's what I thought. I'm putting a lot of faith into these girls, and not just because Wesley is my cousin. I see a bright future for them. Now, I only hope you are not as dense as I perceive you to be, and that you'll be able to see them on the level that I do. Au revoir, Chaton. I wish to finish my tea time in peace." she giggled.

"You're a cold-hearted bitch." Anastasia said, through gritted teeth.

"That's just the pot calling the kettle black. Now shoo, I said."

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