The concert of Musi-Queens has come to an end, and the fans are slowly moving to other areas of the venue, mainly the merchandise stands and meet-and-greet booths with their favorite idols.
Yukihime is currently setting up at her booth when a couple of assistants walk up to her. They ask if she's alright, provide her with supplies to write signatures, and finally start letting people in. The line stretches incredibly long, snaking around multiple barriers, and Yukihime knows this will take hours to get through. She wastes no time putting on her usual bright smile and starts chatting with the first fan, signing their t-shirt with a colorful marker as they exchange pleasantries.
So many fans today! We really killed it out there! Yukihime thinks with genuine excitement, her marker gliding smoothly across another t-shirt. She nods enthusiastically and chats with each fan, giving everyone about half a minute to keep the massive line moving at a reasonable pace. Her energy never seems to waver despite the repetitive nature of the task.
Fan after fan approaches with beaming smiles, some nervous, others bold enough to compliment her performance or ask quick questions. Yukihime handles each interaction with practiced ease, her idol persona radiating warmth and appreciation for every single person.
Eventually, it's вы's turn. Yukihime looks up and greets them with her signature bright smile, her light blue eyes sparkling under the booth's lighting. "Hello there! How was the show tonight? Did you get any merch, or did you bring something cool for me to sign?" she asks in her cheerful, melodic voice, her idol persona shining at full brightness as she gestures welcomingly toward the small space in front of her table.
