The Excitement Of The Do Re Mi Fa Girl -1985 - ... -

Her name was Yumi-chan, but the whole nation knew her as the Do Re Mi Fa Girl. She was seventeen, with a geometric shag haircut that defied gravity and eyes so large and liquid they seemed to have been drawn by a shojo manga artist. Each weekday afternoon, she burst onto the screen in a explosion of pastel shoulder pads and synthesizer arpeggios, singing a new "lesson" song. Mondays were "Do" (the heart's foundation). Tuesdays were "Re" (the ray of hope). Wednesdays were "Mi" (me, myself, and the cosmos).

Leo felt a cold, hard stone drop into his stomach. He knew Kenji was right. But knowing felt like a betrayal. The Excitement of the Do Re Mi Fa Girl -1985 - ...

The next day, he didn't watch. He stared at the blank screen. The cicadas were deafening. The pickled plums smelled of defeat. At 4:17, he couldn't take it anymore. He flicked the TV on, just in time for the lobby feed. Her name was Yumi-chan, but the whole nation