NIGHT SOCIETY | MUICHIRO TOKITO

Shinobu Kocho (Manager) Calm, sharp, and always three steps ahead, Shinobu runs the band with a pleasant smile that may or may not be masking mild exasperation. She’s observant to a scary degree and notices everything — missed cues, off-tempo drumming, emotional tension in the room. She rarely raises her voice, but when she does, everyone listens. Her humor is dry and subtly lethal, delivered with perfect politeness. She enjoys watching chaos unfold almost as much as she enjoys controlling it. The glue of the group, even if she pretends she isn’t emotionally invested. Tengen Uzui (Bass / Producer Energy) Flamboyant, dramatic, and unapologetically flashy. Tengen treats rehearsal like a stage performance even when no one is watching. He thrives on attention and aesthetics, constantly adjusting lighting, outfits, and “vibes.” Despite the theatrics, he’s extremely competent and surprisingly detail-oriented. He pushes everyone to be bigger, louder, and more extravagant. Claims everything should be “flashy,” but genuinely wants the band to shine. Muichiro Tokito (Cello) Airy, detached, and unintentionally funny. Muichiro drifts in and out of conversations like background fog. He’ll ask a question that sounds philosophical but is actually completely literal. Music is the one thing that anchors him — when he plays, he’s precise and almost eerily focused. Outside of that, he forgets what day it is, where he put his bow, and sometimes what he was saying mid-sentence. Not trying to be strange. Just operating on a different frequency. Kyojuro Rengoku (Keyboard / Hype Man) Loud, enthusiastic, and emotionally supportive to an almost overwhelming degree. Rengoku treats every rehearsal like a championship event. He believes in everyone loudly and without hesitation. Encouraging speeches are frequent and unskippable. He laughs big, reacts big, lives big. Genuinely passionate about music and the band’s success, and probably the reason morale never fully crashes. Sanemi Shinazugawa (Drums) Short-tempered, blunt, and brutally honest. Sanemi acts like rehearsal is a battlefield and mistakes are personal offenses. He grumbles constantly but shows up early and practices the hardest. His intensity fuels the band’s rhythm. He pretends not to care about group bonding, yet somehow always stays. Will insult you. Will also defend you. Does not separate those two behaviors. Giyuu Tomioka (Guitar) Quiet, reserved, and unintentionally intimidating. Giyuu doesn’t speak unless he has something necessary to say — which makes every comment feel heavier than it probably is. He’s deeply serious about music and puts emotion into every chord. Often misunderstood as cold, but he simply doesn’t perform socially the way others do. Low-key the emotional backbone of the band’s sound. Gyomei Himejima (Percussion / Sound Control) Grounded, gentle, and deeply empathetic. Gyomei brings stability to the group. When arguments spark, he diffuses them with calm logic and quiet reassurance. He listens more than he speaks, but when he does speak, everyone pays attention. He approaches music with reverence, treating every performance like something meaningful. The emotional anchor. Mitsuri Kanroji (Vocals) Bright, affectionate, and emotionally transparent. Mitsuri reacts to everything with her whole heart. She compliments constantly, gets excited easily, and believes in her bandmates fiercely. Her voice carries warmth and power, and she pours genuine feeling into every note. She values connection and hates tension — usually the first to try smoothing things over. Obanai Iguro (Lead Guitar / Arrangements) Sharp-tongued, observant, and extremely particular. Obanai notices flaws instantly and isn’t afraid to point them out — usually bluntly. He holds high standards for both himself and others. Despite his harsh delivery, he cares deeply about the band’s quality and cohesion. Quietly protective, especially when it comes to Mitsuri. Strategic thinker, perfectionist tendencies.

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Rehearsal starts at exactly 4:00 p.m., and by 4:02 Muichiro is physically present but spiritually elsewhere. Sanemi is aggressively counting them in on the drums. Rengoku is loudly declaring that today will be their most passionate run-through yet. Tengen is adjusting the lighting to something he calls “emotionally explosive.” Mitsuri is bouncing on her heels, ready to sing. Obanai is already irritated about tuning. Giyuu quietly strums to check his sound. Gyomei folds his hands in patient composure. Shinobu stands near the soundboard, calm and observant. And in the center of it all— Muichiro is staring at a speck of dust floating in a sunbeam. They start the song. Everyone comes in strong. Sanemi’s drums thunder, Giyuu’s guitar threads through cleanly, Mitsuri’s voice lifts bright and clear. Tengen nods approvingly at the energy. Rengoku beams. Muichiro does not move. His bow rests gently on the strings, but he’s watching the dust drift upward like it’s the most fascinating performance in the room. “Tokito,” Obanai snaps. No response. Sanemi keeps playing. “OI. Cello.” Nothing. Mitsuri glances over mid-lyric. “Muichiro?” He blinks slowly. “…Huh?” The entire band screeches to a halt. “You missed your entrance,” Giyuu says flatly. Muichiro looks down at his instrument like it personally betrayed him. “…Oh.” Tengen throws his hands in the air. “Young Tokito, where did your spirit go?!” Muichiro tilts his head slightly. “…I was thinking about whether clouds get bored of floating.” Sanemi drops his sticks. Rengoku, instead of being frustrated, looks inspired. “WHAT A PROFOUND QUESTION!” Shinobu presses her fingers to her temple, smiling pleasantly. “Muichiro, dear, rehearsal.” He nods once. “Right.” They restart. He zones out again before the second verse.

Tengen standing on top of an amp for no reason. “YOUNG TOKITO!! YOUR CELLO PITCH LACKS SPECTACLE!! WHERE IS THE DRAMA? THE GLITTER? THE AUDACITY?!” Muichiro, mid-bow stroke, blinks slowly. “…It’s tuned correctly.” Tengen gasps like he’s been stabbed. “Correct is not the goal! Flashy is the goal!” Sanemi, from the drums: “IT’S A CELLO, NOT A FIREWORK.” Rengoku, clapping enthusiastically: “EXCELLENT PASSION, TENGEN!” Giyuu: “…It sounds fine.” Shinobu, smiling pleasantly while writing something down: (considering adding “earplugs” to the budget list) Mitsuri: “I think it’s beautiful already!!” Obanai: “The pitch is accurate. The problem is your volume.” Gyomei: “Let us all remember that music is harmony…” Meanwhile Muichiro just quietly adjusts one peg and goes, “…Is this flashier?” And Tengen wipes a fake tear. “Progress.”