Needy Girl Overdose (2026) s01e09 Episode Script

You okay?
Shut up.
This has nothing to do with you,
so don't waste your precious concern.
I'm gonna worry.
Because we're friends.
I do not consider you my friend!
We are friends.
You don't have to keep doing
everything alone.
You think some pretty little platitudes
can fix this?
How disgustingly pedestrian.
Say whatever you want.
You're still my friend.
Get off me. This isn't some cheap little
drama you can solve with a hug!
You're not actually stupid enough
to put your faith
in "friendship" or whatever, are you?
No. I'm not that much of a dumbass.
You've made quite a few holes in this.
Or are you raising caterpillars
in your pockets?
Somebody who melts
just from a little hug
could never make it to the top
of the streamer food chain, right?
You little
Your skin's really pretty.
I never knew.
You're always in long-sleeved Lolita gear,
even in the dead of summer.
Wow. Michica-sama, actually rattled.
Let go of me!
That's right. It's been like this
since elementary school.
Everything in the world was so hideous.
- So disgusting, so vile
- FRIENDSHIP
- MIDDLE SCHOOL FESTIVAL
LOVE
- Every time I felt sick, I took pills!
- JUSTICE
- FOREVER
- Just being alive in this
rotten mortal world was agony,
- MORALS
- PEACE
and every time I wanted to die,
I cut my wrists instead!
I like it.
You look more rock 'n' roll right now
than you ever have. Seriously. It suits you.
I don't understand any of you!
How can you all just float through life
like it's nothing?!
Men, women, money, numbers,
booze, everything is disgusting!
This whole rotten world is nothing
but filthy people saying filthy things!
Those idiots in class,
playing pretend at friendship
with those stupid grins
plastered on their faces!
And the trash online who act so superior
while choking down gossip
just to feel better about themselves!
And we still have to keep living anyway!
Unlike you, most people
can't make it look cool!
They accept that, and they keep trying!
But you're getting high
on some fairy-tale martyr complex,
acting like you're the only
unhappy person in the world!
You listen to Sound Horizon?
I'm into weird music,
so I know a little.
And, uh, I never really
fit in at school either.
Though I guess it'd be rude
to act like we're the same.
No, the freaks are the "normal" people
who look at this hideous reality
stone-cold sober and accept it!
I can only live in a dream.
If I don't stay inside the dream,
I'll break.
I have to be the heroine
you all worship!
I have to keep giving them
what they want!
So every time,
I'd take more pills or cut my wrists!
That agony of clawing my way
out of reality by any means I could
How the hell could people like you
How the hell could people like you
ever understand?!
I don't understand,
and that's why it hurts!
No matter what I do,
I'm just another normal person!
Because all I can ever do
is worship from a distance!
I guess I just wanted
someone to talk to.
I decided on my own that
maybe we'd get along.
Sorry.
What the hell is this?
Because amazing people like you
even make suffering look cool!
And it pisses me off so much,
and every single day, it makes me sad!
I'll allow you to talk to me
once in a while.
Just once in a while.
Your eyelashes are so long.
People like you actually do the things
the rest of us give up on!
You can smash windows
and walk right out of school!
No matter what happens, people like you
are cool and beautiful and rock 'n' roll!
So no, I can't understand your suffering!
Not when you don't even try
to understand boring nobodies like us!
Even your crying face is pretty!
It's not fair!
You people are so damn unfair!
Then what am I supposed to do?!
I want to be more beautiful
than anyone, forever!
And every time that pressure piles on,
I need more pills just to stay beautiful!
Am I supposed to keep drowning my fear
in more and more sleeping pills
and psych meds every single day,
living in terror of the crash waiting at the end?!
Then we solve that problem!
Why? Because I just heard the problem!
We finally heard what you really think,
so now we can do something about it.
First, we start tapering down the meds.
I'll go with you to the psychiatrist.
The rest, we tackle together.
Simple as that.
Who goes there?!
With us helping, don't you think
you might actually make it through?
I have helped with addiction treatment
a fair bit, you know.
And you're strong, Michica.
You cowards.
You were waiting
for the perfect moment to barge in.
Pretty much.
And if we're being honest, I knew
about the meds and the cutting, too.
We've known each other a long time.
I'd been thinking we needed to step in
and take care of you somehow.
Kache did the hard part for us.
We figured now's the time.
Works out perfectly.
We've still got time
before the showdown.
Let's use this chance
to actually talk things out.
Before, you might've just bottled it
all up and run away,
but now that you've blown up this hard,
we can finally do something about it.
The three of us should help each other.
When it hurts, lean on us more.
I'm an idiot too,
so there are infinite things
I'll need you all to help me with.
When push comes to shove,
we've got friends who'll come running.
More than anything,
you have a family now.
Did you forget the reason
why we call ourselves Karamazov?
Fine. If you're going that far,
I suppose I have no choice.
We can't defeat the Angel
unless all three of us are together anyway.
I may have lost my composure a little,
but I have no intention of losing.
My apologies for worrying you.
Now then, shall we head home?
We'll reset ourselves,
and I'll brew us some nice, hot tea.
You can still make yourself
look cool after all that?
Yep. That's talent.
Thank you.
Don't get cocky.
You're blaming yourself because
you engineered things to turn out this way.
Being truthful is a virtue.
And you're so responsible,
you can't help ending up feeling this way.
But it's okay.
Your kindness gets through, Nechika.
Don't worry.
Not bad, Leader.
But I'm not forgetting
that you made me stream alone!
And another thing!
You two better help fix the windows!
To be honest, the day I quit school,
I'd taken a bunch of pills, too.
Everything got hazy, and I got reckless.
And while I was trying to numb the fear,
I destroyed everything.
Every Monday made me sick.
I was terrified of how
I couldn't fit into the world.
But some arrogant part of me thought that
made me cool, and I was trapped between the two.
So I kept my earbuds in all the time,
like I was walling off the outside world.
Michica?!
Though there was one ridiculous girl
who managed to blast right through them.
I see.
Thanks for telling me.
This stays between us.
Absolute secret.
The only ones who know are you, Kache,
and that big, round moon up there.
I KNOW HOW HARD YOU'VE BEEN WORKING
Hey! You otaku freaks!
You dopamine-addled little shits
need to enjoy life efficiently
by endlessly doomscrolling short videos
of cute girls dancing to upbeat music!
I KNOW HOW HARD YOU'VE BEEN WORKING
GRADUATION YEARBOOK
Yeah.
It sounded cheerful, but somehow
really lonely at the same time. So I knew.
She was lonely t—
SWAN
ROCK HEAVEN
I came to pick you up.
Let's leave this world behind
and go see the galaxy together.
We'll find true happiness.
Ame, what is "true happiness"?
It means ascending to heaven
just like this, and drawing closer to God.
It's so beautiful.
So noble.
Maybe it is.
Come on. You've always
longed for it, haven't you?
That one brilliant star in the night sky,
too far for anyone to reach.
Yeah.
I don't know why, but
I feel like your happiness and
my happiness aren't the same anymore.
So I can't go with you.
I see. Then I guess that's that.
You can find happiness now, even
without boarding the Galactic Railroad.
Traitor.
I'm sorry.
Ame, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
The clouds of Andromeda
Are the shape of a fish's mouth
- The Great Bear's foot
points to the north
- It can't be!
Reaching out to five places
Above the Little Bear's brow
Lies the marker by which the heavens turn
P, Christmas is almost here.
No point hiding it, but I do have
a present all ready for you, P.
Just wait till you see it.
I just have
a tiny bit of work to do first.
Yeah. I'll do my best.
P, we'll be together forever.
The only reason I can keep trying
so hard is because I have you.
I love you.
I'll love you forever and ever.
I love you so, so much.
True happiness is right here.
- THE FINAL BATTLE
KANGEL
- The solitary Internet Angel versus
the three angel-hunting siblings!
- THE BATTLE FOR THE INTERNET THRONE
Bearing thousands of prayers
and tens of thousands of grudges,
at long last, the time has come!
The earth trembles!
The sky splits open!
The silence shatters!
- The battle has begun!
- KARAMAZOV HAS JOINED THE BATTLE
They're the next generation,
aren't they?
A trio where each member has
her own quirks, each one is popular,
and on top of that,
they genuinely get along.
For young fans who love
dynamics and relationships,
I think they're a group worth stanning.
I looked up to her.
I used to watch the Internet Angel's
streams all the time,
and it's true that she saved me.
But that's exactly why
I have to send her off.
She's probably ready to rest by now.
THE BATTLE FOR THE INTERNET THRONE
She's too big. She shines too brightly.
To me, she's the Golden Pavilion.
She's so blinding that she has to burn.
Times change.
And yes, I suppose it would be a problem
if the day never came for KAngel to retire.
But I don't think that
day is quite here yet.
Those girls have star power.
They're funny.
And on top of that, they live the kind
of genuinely cool lives fans can aspire to.
They really are the ideal
streamer group, aren't they?
But in Japan,
they're still only number two.
The Golden Pavilion is most beautiful
in the moment it goes up in flames.
Karamazov can make that happen.
A new era will begin.
A tight little friend group
gets high on its own in-jokes
and thinks it's stolen the era
through sheer momentum.
That youth is precious, sure.
But I don't think it's enough.
Let's ask the arrogant god who's climbed
all the way to the top to kindly exit the stage.
The world wants it.
We're going to win.
I won't lose.
- THE ONE REIGNING AT THE TOP
KANGEL
- THE ONES CHALLENGING THAT THRONE
KARAMAZOV
Hard to believe snow
started piling up the day before.
Sometimes life really does know
how to be dramatic.
Perfect for a holy night.
The snow will cover the corpse of
the Angel whose wings we've broken.
It's cold. I want to go home.
About time we get going.
Um, Purple Lollipop?
There's something I wanted to give you.
What is it? Don't tell me
this is where you send me off?!
Must be nice being dumb enough
to have energy in winter.
I kept meaning to give them to you,
but I ended up taking forever.
Now it's the day before the showdown,
so it feels all meaningful,
but it's really not that big a deal.
Earrings!
I wanted to thank you for this necklace.
And, you know, cheer you on a little.
But they're super cheap!
I'm not saying you have to wear them
or anything!
I'd just be happy if you kept them!
My, how cute.
Hey! You seriously
don't have to be nice about this!
Tomorrow's a huge day, so I want you
going in looking your absolute best!
Then this is my absolute best.
The ring is from Nechika.
The necklace is from Michica.
And now, right before the fight,
earrings from a new friend.
That's the coolest look there is!
Purple Lollipop.
A friend, huh?
Careful, Michica.
She's gonna steal your friend.
I don't have any friends.
Once upon a time,
there were three brothers.
Each of the three
had very different personalities.
The eldest was violent and lawless,
but had wild, larger-than-life charm.
The second was intelligent,
but his faith was weak,
and he agonized
between science and God.
The third was the kind of person who
seemed to be made of nothing but faith.
Their father's death set off a massive fight
between the three brothers.
And once the women around them
got involved, too.
Oh boy, it turned into one gigantic mess.
But in the end, through the course of the trial,
all three brothers regained their bond.
The eldest discovered responsibility
within strength.
The second, tormented by the feeling
that his own calculating nature
had handed his soul to the devil,
found his way back.
And the third held fast to Christianity
to the very end,
growing into a splendid person
through everything he experienced.
And so, from this day forward,
we shall call ourselves Karamazov.
So which one of us is which brother?
That's not the point.
The point is that even when the three
are completely different people,
what matters in the end
is that they believe in each other.
Real people don't have personalities
as clean-cut as characters in a novel.
We're more complicated than that.
More like gradients.
Otherwise, Nechika, you'd start
identifying with the second brother.
The smart one, stuck halfway
between God and science.
Maybe.
Maybe from your own point of view.
But from where I'm standing, you look like
the kindest person out of all of us.
That's how it works.
Do what you want.
Anyway, a lot of seriously messed-up
things happened, and in the end,
each of them walked down a path
that wasn't exactly happy.
But the different forms of "righteousness"
those three brothers found were,
without a doubt, more precious
and beautiful than anything.
NEXT EPISODE PREVIEW
The streamer reigning
at the very top, KAngel.
The streamers challenging
that throne, Karamazov.
The die has been cast.
Next time, "ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR"
EPISODE 10