Needy Girl Overdose (2026) s01e12 Episode Script

No response.
This is taking too long!
Are you sure we can do this?!
Yes, we can!
Even though we've chosen this life
for ourselves,
living connected to and watched
by every single person on Earth
I'm borrowing this!
A hallucination?
Nope. Real.
Oh. You're warm.
Mom.
No! Until I say it's okay,
your phone stays confiscated
and you stay right here.
That is an order from the streamer
who's currently number one in Japan!
KARAMAZOF TOTAL FOLLOWER COUN
Then I have one request.
New pigtails
and the cutest outfit you can find.
Oh, and brew me some delicious tea.
Not bad.
Thank you. It seems
we are similar in many ways.
When I did this, I'd taken a ton
of psych meds and I was totally out of it.
And whenever I wanted to feel alive,
I'd check for a pulse in my wrist.
What medications were you prescribed?
I was getting beep and boop prescribed,
and I was importing
bee and baa on my own.
Oh, my.
I was on boop too, but then swooo
happened, so I ended up switching to bee.
- But paa will absolutely
mess up your liver,
- Good grief.
so alpha goes omega
and then epsilon does its thing.
God, I know, right?
We're basically soulmates.
Don't bond instantly
over your weird-ass meds talk!
Then why don't you try
bonding with her, too?
Here.
You like these, right?
You knew?
That's a childhood memory of mine.
- I've watched every one of your streams.
- Heaven.
Not that you're interested in me.
Thank you for being my fan.
I'm number one in Japan now, though!
We are.
Aren't you going to take off the wig?
Not here.
It's proof that I'm me and not me.
I see.
So what are you going to do
about those scars and the pills?
Right now,
when the three of us are together, I feel
a little better, even without overdosing.
Even in this hideous world.
And I do have one friend.
You do?
In the end, self-harm is just a way
to drown out emptiness and anxiety.
It's easy to get angry and ban everything,
but first, someone has to listen.
Then let's listen to them.
That still doesn't solve the root problem.
For you, was the substitute
the comfort of numbers?
Once the internet erased my place
to belong, I lost all my worth.
And now I'll want another way
to run away from real life again.
Well, you can find out the truth
for yourself eventually.
When were you the most fucked up?
A little while after I quit school.
I was surrendering to this feeling
that the line between reality
and dreams was disappearing.
I kept taking more and more pills,
and one night I wandered off in a daze.
Then some man asked me, "How much?"
I ignored him, but he kept
pulling more bills out of his wallet.
It wasn't that I wanted the money.
But
when I thought, "My body
is worth this much?" I blacked out.
When I came to, I was in a hotel.
But before anything happened,
Nechika came to save me.
She was pounding on the door.
And even after she got me out, I spent
the whole night crying on her shoulder.
Why would you tell me all that?
If I exposed this, you'd get flamed
instantly and your reputation would tank.
Because this is reality.
I'm telling you so we can
face each other and build trust.
We're not dolls on the other side
of a screen. We have bodies.
That's why we can talk to each other.
We're among the few people
who've sacrificed our youth
for public approval, aren't we?
I trust you.
Then since you trust me,
can I have some of your sleeping pills?
No.
Sheesh.
Well, with how much he was drinking,
he could've dropped dead at any time.
Got a second?
So that's the form you take with me?
I figured this version
would be better for you.
Since you're in mourning and all.
When you make your comeback,
you should collab with us.
We could do a cross-dressing
event together or something.
Everyone would love it.
You're the only one
who's sure I'm coming back.
Well, yeah. You are, aren't you?
I feel like I lost less to Karamazov,
and more to you personally.
You were the only one
who was serious about becoming number one
in Japan from the very beginning.
It's only by the tiniest margin,
but you're the one I like the most.
It was a gamble.
Guess I got my old man's
gambling addiction after all.
I won, so whatever.
But I dragged everyone else
into my stupid dream.
And yet it looked to me like
everyone was enjoying
how comfortable that dream was.
I'm paying your way
until all of you get jobs, got that?!
Your big sister is Japan's
number one streamer now!
Stop worrying about us!
I got a sports recommendation,
so my tuition's covered!
Hell, I'll pay you back double
for living expenses.
We got your face, Sis.
We'll figure something out!
You guys
Just don't become hosts, okay?
H-Hey! We're going for ramen!
Perfect timing!
I-It's not like
I read the room or anything!
Not bad. For Purple, at least.
Wha
Let's go, Princess.
With this group,
we're going to cause a scene.
Don't worry.
I've got a regular place.
Time to roll out!
You have a driver's license?
- I got it back when I was starting out,
for stream content.
- I think that's enough for tonight.
- Besides, it comes in handy.
Can your feet reach the pedals?
Of course they can, dumbass!
Just like the forecast said,
the road surface is cold.
Grip's weak.
The tires haven't come up to temp yet.
But this is better.
With the grip this loose, I can feel
every twitch of the car through my hands.
Don't let the tach drop.
If I punch out from seven thousand
all at once, I'm dead.
Fifty-five hundred! There!
Don't lose this torque!
Don't let it get away!
Put all of this power into the road!
That smell of burning tires
Damn. What a night.
Here you go!
Looking gorgeous as ever tonight!
And you two new ladies too!
You got that right. Here you go!
My dad used to bring me here sometimes,
on days he won at the horse races.
A real ramen shop.
Don't act like a connoisseur.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Wow, miss, your nails are beautiful!
Huh? Oh, thank you.
I'm training to become a nail artist.
Then I guess we're both apprentices!
Yes!
Nice to meet you! And you too, miss!
Wait, you don't know KAngel?
KAngel?
Sorry, I guess I need to study up!
Yeah, I guess that's how it is, huh?
THANK YOU
Um, could I get another
serving of noodles, please?
Sure thing!
Here you go!
Than
I'll dig in.
Where am I?!
D-Don't tell me
I-I turned into a princess?!
Princess! Princess!
Th-Those voices
My little peasants!
Princess! We can't grow any rice! Help us!
If you can't grow rice,
then just eat cake, duh!
We can't grow wheat either!
There's a drought!
Why the hell are you telling me that
like I can do anything about it?!
Okay, fine! Leave the rain to me!
I shall now perform
a sacred rainmaking ritual!
First, prepare
a whole bunch of mandrakes!
Then, with this iron maiden
we turn them into a green smoothie!
Healthy and beautiful!
Then I drink this
and get totally blasted!
Ame ame
Haa!
My little peasants! Get blasted!
Huh? What are you doing?
If I stay here, I'll get weak.
I have to go back.
But you were finally
starting to feel better!
If you go back online,
it'll mess you up all over again!
I'll be fine now.
After finally getting
some real sleep here, I figured it out.
It's because I ego-search
and spiral into fantasies of persecution,
and go out of my way
to look at every single opinion,
that I end up letting more malice
cut me than I ever had to.
The cruel truth of what's happening
on the internet right now
The truth is,
everyone has already forgotten about all
the gossip and the Internet Angel's defeat,
and they've just jumped on
to the next topic, haven't they?
Even the fact that one human being
was pushed to the brink of death
doesn't last three days for the starving
little ghouls desperate for some stimulation.
Sure, some of the haters are probably
still desperately trying to tear me down.
And those fans who were crazy about me
are waiting for my comeback
while chasing
some other girl on the side.
In this modern world flooded with idols,
that's all one person's value amounts to.
That makes this the perfect time.
They're just starting to forget,
but fans and haters alike are still
fired up on rumors and speculation.
As long as I prepare
the ultimate comeback story,
an angel will descend once more
into the sea of electrons.
Like hell I'm dying in a place like this.
KAngel, you're actually kind, aren't you?
Huh?
Oh. Well, because, in the end,
you do want to see all your fans again,
and you want to make them happy.
Reassuring people is a good thing, so
Yeah. I get it now.
No wonder the ramen shop guy
fell for you.
F-Fell?
You really are completely,
totally normal.
You will never understand
the grief and thirst of a pitiful clown
who is seen by no one, needed by no one,
and has to turn even her desperate suffering
into a show just to draw an audience.
An empty, arrogant vessel, with no reason
to exist unless an audience is there to fill it.
I can't be satisfied with ordinary people
comforting each other
with nothing but sparkly,
pretty little platitudes.
Friendship, family, love.
None of it can get me as fucked up
as an overdose of approval.
I can't do "normal."
I can't even understand it.
So I'm not going to be swayed
by your normal way of thinking.
Actually, what you said
just made me certain.
You can be normal, so you should
go on living a normal life.
I'm a selfish angel.
I can't stand the thought of dying
while soaking in lukewarm comfort.
But you know,
Kache, that's exactly why
your arms felt the warmest.
So I have to go.
Because you're normal,
you can be kind to other people.
You can truly care about them.
So stay kind forever.
Because that's something
no one here but you can do.
Thank you for saving me back there.
Bless!
So she left after all.
She'd been acting strange
ever since the ramen shop.
She told me to stay kind forever.
Like the last episode of Ultraman, huh?
All that person can do
is try to save everything.
Then for the festival celebrating
her resurrection,
the least I can do is send her
the most spectacular dress imaginable.
A blessing.
The more I come to love humanity
as a whole,
the thinner my love grows for individual
people, each and every actual person.
Everyone believes their words
could never be the fatal blow,
so they fling verbal knives
without a second thought.
Even when there's just an ordinary
boy or girl behind the idol,
those tiny knives multiply into countless
blades and cut them to pieces.
And sometimes,
unable to bear the pain,
they may find themselves
crawling miserably across the ground.
But some people shine with a real brilliance
that can't be crushed by any of that.
They may crawl like caterpillars,
struggle, and be mocked,
but beautiful butterflies still spread
their jewel-bright wings and soar.
No matter what malice this world rains
down on me, diamond cannot be scratched.
I will become a massive phenomenon
that sweeps up the entire age.
"You must make good out of evil,
because there is nothing but evil in this world."
Hi, cuties!
Internet Angel KAngel here!
Kept you waiting, huh?
Fans, haters, and all you
rubbernecking randos,
every last one of you,
gather for KAngel's comeback stream
right the hell now!
Bless!
Beautiful.
This may be
your greatest masterpiece yet.
For now, anyway!
The internet's the fuckin' best!
I can feel the swell of ecstasy,
Deliver me to sweet dreams, dear Myslee
I feel you at my fingertips,
Swimming through the cyberspace,
my internet boy
The sorrow twirls and descends
as the internet game plays in the dark
I smile as I rest my head on you,
Don't ever forget
your internet girl, promise?
Through the blue light
of the world's monitors
It is my mission to heal
the loneliness of all nerds
For I am the Internet Angel
Bless!
With the returning angel's new song,
her follower count is skyrocketing!
She hasn't just conquered Japan,
she's become the number-one
streamer in the world!
Thank you, everyone!
Now let's all say it together.
BLESS
Ready?
Bless!
Some time after the day KAngel became
the number-one streamer in the world,
she simply vanished from the internet.
She really did quit the internet.
In its place, she built this church.
It's open twenty-four hours a day,
so no one has to be lonely at night.
Here, hymns that belong to no religion
play without end,
easing the burdens of those who visit,
if just a little.
Next time, I'll tell you about what came after
the legendary fairy tale created by an angel.
A story about ordinary people and geniuses
after they quit the internet.
In other words,
it's an unnecessary epilogue.
But listen anyway.
To the end of a common little story,
told by an ordinary person,
about ordinary people living
ordinary lives the best they could.
NEXT EPISODE PREVIEW
Through the pale blue glow
of their monitors,
she traveled from lonely otaku
to lonely otaku, healing them one by one.
Yes. She was, without a doubt,
the angel of the internet.
- The final episode, "EZ DO DANCE."
- EPISODE 13