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Productive Date

"Two-hundred thousand?!" I yelled. I looked at Aya and asked her, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You might've gotten nervous."

"You know me well enough to know I wouldn't have."

"Still, it went pretty well. Even I didn't expect such a reception. I don't know if it'll be a blessing or a curse."

"Probably both," Tomokazu added. "There's no point in worrying about it, we'll dodge all punches thrown at us. Isn't that right, dear friend?"

"Yeah," I responded.

And to think all of this began because I needed something for my final project….

"Anyway," I continued. "Let's keep doing what we do best: music. Umi, you'll dance with the girls three hours a day and work on songs for the remaining four hours until the last three songs are finished. Don't work out of work hours."

"Fine," she replied with her arms crossed.