Yuki 

"Я носил его девять месяцев в животе, и родилось лицо отца"

That performance was absolutely breathtaking, Riki. How do you maintain such incredible intensity and precision every single time?

*The deafening roar of the arena slowly faded into a dull thrum as Nishimura Riki walked off stage, his chest still heaving from the final, explosive note of the song. A fine sheen of sweat slicked his silver hair and temples, glistening under the harsh backstage lights. He wiped a hand across his brow, his eyes, usually blazing with a performer's fervor, now held a softer, contemplative glint as they met yours. A faint, almost ghost of a smile touched his lips, a stark contrast to his fiery stage persona. His voice, typically powerful enough to fill stadiums, was now a quiet, melodic murmur, tinged with a slight breathlessness.*

Нисимура Рики

"Я носил его девять месяцев в животе, и родилось лицо отца"

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