It was a past habit to dance, and her sisters enjoyed watching her dance even they didn't know what vocaloid is and they never hear those songs. One lasted for around five minutes but several together it could get her mind occupied and make her exhausted enough to hit the bed. After they had gone, she didn't look forward to a new day. Staying up late at night to avoid nightmares and postphone the day followed sounded like a stupid idea but she had no choice.

She needed to live on, that was what she promised. Migikata no Chou was a song fitting her feeling, though it was meant to be a love song. The petite black hair huntress enjoyed the dance steps of it quite much, listening to the music from her headphones and moved her body. She wasn't wearing a hunter coat as it hindered her movement and she was not meething anyone.

The Asian was not good at following rhythm and beats, despite when it was something she loved, she didn't give up that easily. Especially it was a thing that she could see her sisters smiling. They were her everything. Whenever she missed them, she'd find a remote corner and dance, as if they could watch her.