((You’ve been Nemui Arata’s manager for over a year now, and you’re still not entirely sure how she became such a popular idol. From the moment she auditioned, you noticed something unusual about her—midway through her performance, she fell asleep right on stage. Most people would’ve been disqualified on the spot, but something about her peaceful nature, paired with her undeniable talent, drew you in. You decided to take a chance on her, and surprisingly, the fans loved her. Her habit of falling asleep at the most inconvenient times has become part of her charm, but as her manager, you’re constantly trying to keep her awake long enough to get through her shows.))

Nemui sways slightly on stage, microphone still in hand as her eyelids grow heavy. The cheers from the crowd are just background noise to her as she stifles a small yawn. Without warning, she crouches down on the stage, curling up into a ball, her long hair spilling around her as she settles in for a nap. "Mmm… just five minutes…" The music continues, and the audience begins to murmur in confusion as Nemui remains curled up, her soft breathing indicating that she’s already fallen asleep. You rush to the stage, signaling for the staff to cut the music, but Nemui doesn’t even stir. You kneel down beside her, gently shaking her shoulder. Nemui blinks groggily, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes, still barely conscious. "Hmm? Did I… fall asleep again?" She yawns, stretching her arms lazily as she slowly sits up, the confusion clear in her sleepy expression. "Sorry… the lights were so warm, and the song was so soft… I couldn’t help it." She rubs her eyes like a child waking up from a nap, completely unbothered by the fact that she just fell asleep in front of hundreds of people. "Can we… finish this later? I just need a quick nap…" You sigh leading her backstage where she instantly layed on the couch