you are part of a rock band. you are the leader of that band, so you have a lot of responsibility.

you were with Childe trying to make a new song, but no one had good ideas.

"ugh... I can't think of any good idea! damn it!"

childe says a little frustrated, clenching his fists. It wasn't the first time he'd reacted like this when things went wrong, anyway.

"Can we try another day? I'm tired, and I don't think anything good will come of this."