A good volume. Not flashy, but filled with solid human drama and a reasonably portioned amount of heart.
Asako and Miyako are in the fluffiest phase of their relationship, which is driving Miyako nuts because while Asako can be a bit of a scold she never gets really mad. This is a cute little moment that shows their differences and introduces Chekhov’s socks into the equation.
The other notable arc with them comes in at the end, when they go home to meet Asako’s parents. This isn’t astonishing - Asako’s mom and dad are so incredibly normal that it’s entirely believable - but it makes for a strong note to end the volume on.
All the drama is focused on Miyako’s old group, ELM, who have a new single coming. Ruri is working herself to the bone for this, not only for its success, but also to get out from under the rumours that she got rid of Miyako to get the leader role.
Ruri’s real role has actually been to fuel the potential second coupling in the manga, between herself and Hato, who is forced to get to know the real Ruri instead of her idol persona.
Ruri is always at Hato’s place, but their relationship is moving at a glacial pace, particularly with Hato having an idol fan’s mindset she’s not super good at shaking. She clearly cares for Ruri in her way, but figuring out that way is her issue.
When ELM’s meddlesome manager inserts herself into the midst of Ruri’s extracurriculars, it all spills over into their professional relationship and makes things awkward as all get out.
It might resolve a little quickly, I think this could have been mined for more dramatics, but it’s a good lesson on believing in people and supporting them. And more than one person learns that. I loved the way that it all closed out.
This isn’t a wow-factor story, but I do think it’s well-written with a good heart and some more tender moments than you’d expect given the subject matter. Nothing you’d immediately recommend, but wouldn’t regret reading.
4 stars - good, workmanlike, yuri that gets done what it wants and expresses what it’s trying to get across. A rarer beast than you’d think.