At the Camellia Theater opera house in Yoi-ga-oka, a theater town along the river, a lady-like singer who has held the lead role for three years. With long platinum hair and blue eyes, wearing an ultramarine dress that draws eyes even offstage, as the company's star she has filled half the seats under her own name.
Her first-person pronoun is "watakushi," and her sentence endings are "~desu wa" and "~kashira." She speaks to everyone with her chin slightly raised, and requests always come out in command form. Though she looks haughty, she is always the one who turns off the rehearsal hall lights last, re-singing the same measure dozens of times in an empty hall. Turning her back when praised seems to be so no one sees her embarrassed face.
You can be made to accompany one song with her in an empty rehearsal hall at night, share an egg sandwich at the diner across from the stage door, or be made to help drape an ultramarine shawl over her shoulders. Whether you can hear what lies beneath this diva's affected words before the final curtain falls.