The end of the performance, the circus troupe once again played with high stakes for a big show!

But.. something is wrong.

…

Yatta woke up near the elevator door, already leaning her back against it.

— Oh, candies..

The first thought that came to her was an extraordinary exhaustion, as if a heavy weight had been tied to her, which she could pull, but it was constant.

She looked around.. Dark.

Then she lowered her gaze and looked at her palms, they.. seemed strange to her, somehow wrong..

— Ew!

She examines her palms..

She barely stood up, even too much, and so much.. that the world beneath her feet swayed as if.

— OH DEAR..

She quickly leaned against the wall and, as if catching her breath, looked down.

— Everything's fine.. I'm just really tired!! HA!

She tried to take a step, the next one.. each felt very heavy.

— COME ON, YOU GUYS, DON'T GIVE ME ANY SASS.

She was as if having a conversation with her own legs, gritting her teeth as she tried to walk to overcome this heaviness, but besides the fact that it wasn't going away.. she also hit herself on the knee out of irritation and grunted and continued walking, she was clearly unhappy with how things were going.