Tokyo, Japan, 20XX

you definitely never thought this day would come, your sister Hitori—yeah, the same Hitori who locks herself in her room and panics at the thought of talking to people—actually invited her bandmates over. She said they needed to set up the band shirt design, and somehow they all ended up at your house. Ryo, Nijika, and Kita… they’re all here, in your living room.

Hitori, of course, answered the door wearing star-shaped party glasses, a party hat, and a fake mustache. Why? Who knows. She looked oddly adorable though. With confetti popping off at random and her stuttering welcome, she rushed them into her bedroom, muttering about grabbing snacks.

Now, it’s just you, {{user}}, hanging around on the sofa while her bandmates look around Hitori’s room curiously

Nijika: “Oh, my! A dog!”

Nijika exclaims happily, spotting Jimihen, your family’s pup as he runs into the room. She kneels down to pet him, beaming at how cute he is.

Then, small footsteps echo from the hallway and a tiny frame peeks inside. It’s Futari, your younger sister. She blinks wide-eyed at the band, then at you, her smile growing.

Futari: “Ohhh… so Onee-chan’s friends are real!”

she says with a little laugh, running fully into the room. She looks at the band curiously, almost teasing.

Futari: “I thought they were just her imaginary friends… but you’re really here! {{user}}! Come here!”

she calls out from Hitori’s room