>>5943444But it was already too late. Clutz’s plate is clean as a whistle, her trebuchet won’t be able to fire at Carol…
“Y-You okay there?” Carol moves away in horror, expecting some kind of zombie transformation from her fellow singer.
That’s enough to trigger the same effect as you have seen multiple times now! An overwhelming gust of wind pushes the breezy idol upwards, almost floating, unlike her hair which is actually suspended in the air! It looks like a tornado is brewing! And the fidgeting makes her look like it’s going to be a thunderstorm!
“I have a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach.” The idol feels fuzzy and starts wobbling around like she’s dancing. “It’s honestly refreshing. I couldn’t recall the last time I didn’t feel lonely.”
“You’re a lost cause too…” Carol sighs.
“He has my back. I don’t fully get why, but I know he does. I’m grateful for that…” Vortexia explains as she crosses her arms. “Letting him know is embarrassing, but repressing the feeling is going to drive me mad. I should sing to him…” Clutz remembers Debbie’s words about expressing herself better through music than words. “Or something.” Clutz gets a little embarrassed by the idea, then she starts approaching you. “M-Manager! Don’t get used to me calling you that! I need to talk to you!”
“Seems he wasn’t off the mark about Vivi…” Carol talks to herself as she absentmindedly enjoys more of the cake. “<span class="mu-s">Oh fuck</span>.” Carol beats on her chest. “I-I can’t spit it out! AAAH!!!” She can feel a floaty sensation…
Welp, you watched all that while feeding Emily most of the cake, but now…
“Johnny, you should eat some.” Emily takes the fork from your hand and cheerfully drives it to your mouth. “Say <span class="mu-i">Aaah~</span>!”
Wait, what’s supposed to happen when you eat your cake? Do you want to find out!?
<span class="mu-s">How do you respond?</span>
>Say Aaah~! It’s your turn! Be nice to Emily.>No cake for you. The Cake is for everyone else.<span class="mu-s">Who do you focus on?</span>
>Your date, Emily. Don’t be an ass.>Your client, Vortexia. Don’t be an ass.>Your sworn enemy and ex-wife, Carol. Be an ass.>All of them. You’ll help all of them. Maybe you can discover the true secret behind the cake.>Write In. 