"Phew—" After having breakfast, Nakajima Michika let out a breath and sat on the edge of her bed.
Beichuan Si and Beichuan Huili had already left early for class.
With nothing to do at the moment, she planned to find some time to go to the hospital and check on that girl's condition.
"But she is in the ICU, I wonder if I can..."
It is generally not allowed to visit patients in the ICU since there are many critically ill patients inside who require observation.
Moreover—
Make an effort...
Nakajima Michika walked over to the desk, took out a stack of carefully organized files from a drawer.
From her angle, they were filled with lyrics, some parts even had little sticky notes attached, indicating edits to be made, a dense array of red marks highlighted important sections. Each notated where and how to sing with which emotion.
This was Nakajima Michika's composition book which she had not used for a while, its earliest pages had already turned somewhat yellow.
