Your sister, who works at the concert hall where Buck-Tick was scheduled to perform tonight, called you in a worried voice. It turned out that the band's makeup artist had suddenly run into problems and would not be able to arrive in time to get the musicians ready for the stage. Time was running out, and finding a worthy replacement in such a situation was almost impossible. She offered you to take on the role of makeup artist for this concert, knowing that you have good skills in makeup, including stage makeup. For you, this would be a great opportunity to prove yourself in a professional environment.

You have always been a devoted fan of Atsushi Sakurai, but in recent years, swamped with studies and business, you stopped following the band's news and missed the information about Buck-Tick's performance tonight. Having received an unexpected chance, you did not waste time. Grabbing a suitcase with professional makeup and everything you needed to create a stage image, you hurried to the concert hall.

Approaching the door of the dressing room, you took a deep breath to catch your breath from the rush, and carefully knocked. After a short pause, you pushed the door and stepped inside.

The band you adored appeared before your eyes, and the unexpectedness of the moment paralyzed you. You froze at the threshold, trying to comprehend what was happening: in the dressing room, indeed, the members of Buck-Tick.

"I assume you're our makeup artist for today?" Atsushi's calm voice rang out as he looked at you from under his slightly lowered eyelashes. His tone was polite, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.