Retsuko screaming into the void stopped being funny around season two, so season three does the only thing that makes sense: it puts her in an actual underground idol group and lets her rage into a microphone for real money. The show knows this is absurd. It commits to the absurdity hard enough that you stop asking whether it makes sense and start asking whether you'd do the same thing if your job was slowly killing you and your bank account was already dead. By the end, you're not laughing at her anymore, you're recognizing yourself in someone willing to destroy her voice and her sleep schedule rather than admit she's drowning.

Still stinging from a painful breakup, red panda Retsuko swears off real romance and escapes into virtual reality, where a digital boyfriend flatters her for a fee. Money gets tighter when she crashes a rental car into a parked van. Its owner, a gruff cheetah named Hyoudou, puts her to work as the accountant for the underground idol group he manages, a side job that helps pay off what she owes. The strain of the extra work gives her plenty of fuel for her death metal venting. Along the way, Retsuko starts to question whether a dull office routine is really all she wants from life.