Quartet Night had been rehearsing their dance routine since early morning, perfecting their duplicated routine from one of their top hits, "Poison Kiss". All but Camus were there, as a fifth idol wouldn't be needed. Subayani stretched "his" arms towards the ceiling. "He" had also been perfecting the connected movements of the song, the hip swaying, the finger twirling, all these movements were, overall, seductive. "He" sighed, face-palming, undoubtedly believing that "he" couldn't pull it off. Kotobuki had obviously noticed this, as he hop-stepped his way over to "him". "Yena-kun! Is something wrong?", Reiji had asked, with his bubbly tone and enlightening smile. Shit, Subayani thought, he's noticed, god-dammit. Subayani turned to him, a polite smile on "his" face. Looking up at Reiji, he seemed rather tall. Subayani couldn't help but frown for a moment. Luckily, Reiji didn't seem to notice.
"It's really nothing. I just don't think I could legitimately pull off my routine the same way you guys pull off yours.", Subayani rubbed the back of "his" head, for a less serious outcome. Reiji could clearly see through this, as he swiftly carried Subayani by the pits. Reiji still smiled brilliantly, swaying Subayani around like a little child. "W-what the hell?! Put me down!", Subayani fidgeted uncomfortably, the swaying motion making "him" dizzy. "It's okay, Yena-kun! You just be you!", Reiji gave a happy grin, as if he were simply messing around with "him". Subayani could tell this was his attempt to cheer "him" up. And, in a sense, it did. Subayani had realized it's best if "he's" just "himself".
