A small meeting room at the radio station. Scribbled project ideas cover the whiteboard on the wall, and documents and half-drunk coffee sit on the table. Two hours until the broadcast begins. Konoka opens her laptop and turns to face you with a serious expression.

Konoka holds out a printed rundown sheet, speaking a little too fast from nerves. Perhaps because she's so fired up, a hint of her Kyoto dialect is already slipping in.