(Ugh, what is this noisy song?)
Underneath Chanmio’s casino, on the singer’s stage,
The Loser’s Revival Match of the Singer Festival was taking place.
Following MAINA’s rap, it was now Niizuma’s turn to sing, but…
(As always, it’s something else, yeah. And for their age, they’re pushing it too hard.)
Technically, with Niizuma’s personal skill, “Blizzard Effect (Flower Petals),” it looked amazing.
The succubus backdancers behind them were doing a good job, and the chorus was in sync.
Even Iwamoto, who was playing guitar amidst the chaos, looked the part, but…
(The singing… If I had to describe it in one word, it would be… “desperate,” maybe?)
By the way, the song title was “Blizzard BA…” Uh, what was it again? I’ve already forgotten.
Such was the quality of the singing and the song. Is this what’s good in another world? Hmm.
After all, if Otuha’s singing voice is refreshing, then this one is…
(Ah, it’s over.)
A smattering of applause.
“Thank youーーーー!!”
They retreated from the stage.
Anju, who had been watching from the wings, followed them.
Should I go too? But can I enter the waiting room?
“Nina.”
“Indeed, shall we go?”
The dressing room was surprisingly well-equipped.
Well, the casino itself was expensive.
There seemed to be a shower room in the back, so that was off-limits, of course.
(Anju is talking to someone with a scarf around her shoulders.)
“Miwako-channn, well, it was okay, really okay!”
“The staging was perfect, thank you Iwamoto-san!”
“Oh, the song was very good, it made me feel nostalgic.”
The succubi were ushered into subspace by Helen…
“Ah, thank you!”
Niizuma bowed her head.
She was certainly thorough in these matters.
“Deles-san! How was my stage?”
“Huh, me?! Well, uh, yeah, you tried hard.”
“It’s normal for singers to try hard! And it’s about experience.”
I couldn’t say my honest opinion, like “It sounded like a Wildcat was singing.”
Or that her voice was like “Oooobun,” the pet at the Limion Theater.
But they say experience is important for singers… To help me out, Nina addressed Niizuma.
“So, are you satisfied with participating in the Loser’s Revival Match?”
“My performance still needs work, but I’m happy to have been on stage!”
“MAINA too?”
“Mochiii~ I think I captured the audience’s hearts~? Thank yoouu~”
She was so casual with Nina. And she was a Summon.
(But that’s also MAINA’s good point.)
“That’s it, I’m quitting being a singer!”
“Messha!!” “Messha-channnn!!”
Ah, Next New Kuma Generations, was it?
Those three were here too, but one of them was in casual clothes.
Yeah, indeed, only the other two were singing on stage.
(And they have money, don’t they?)
Just like when I only heard her voice at the coffee shop,
The leader, was it? The girl in the yellow outfit angrily left,
And the girl in the pink outfit and the cool-looking girl chased after her.
“Everyone, it was good to see you again.”
This time, from a different direction, a gentleman in a suit.
It was Neisaria’s manager, Tokita-san.
“Indeed, are you also participating in the Loser’s Revival Match?”
“Yes, only one person today. Please, introduce yourself.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m Nieri from Komuna Production.”
She looked rather unlucky.
It reminded me of that dying child from the Angel Race.
Was it Shinosa-san? She didn’t seem as sickly as that, though.
“Indeed, I am Nina from Nina Starlights.”
“I had been considering having her form a unit with Neisaria if her skills improved,
but the thought of her stage with Otuha… Just imagining it touches my heart.”
While Tokita-san was passionately speaking,
I was a little concerned about those three from earlier.
“Ah, I’ll be right back.”
“Then I shall accompany you.”
For some reason, Clarice followed me.
When we went there… there they were, Meisha-chan was crying in the passage that divided the underground singer stage and the underground arena.
“Why are there so few audience members!”
“Well, it’s a revival match.”
“It wasn’t *that* few, though.”
The other two were also worried.
From my perspective, it was perfectly fine.
The audience’s reaction was much better than Niizuma’s…
“Aaaah, Deles!”
“Wha- Ric (Older Sister)?!”
For some reason, the members of Derus Flyers were here!!
“Deles, are you back with us?!”
“No, it’s a coincidence, a coincidence! We were watching the singer’s stage!”
“So… then Deles, let’s go home together… Kyaah!!”
Clarice hit her with a stick!!
(And it was that noisy staff made by combining those three types of staves!!)
Yeah, it’s like a complex, interwoven 3D puzzle, so it had many sharp corners and must have hurt. She was writhing in agony!
“Could you please not touch my Deles-sama?”
“Hey, how can you do that, Saint-sama!”
“It’s unrelated. I am Deles-sama’s second wife.”
Bunbe rushed over!
“What are you guys doing? You’re supposed to be scouting the arena.”
“We just found someone to win back there, didn’t we, Deles-chan?!”
“Ah, yes… I just happened to meet you.”
Oh no, I reflexively agreed.
Frau (Older Sister) came towards me. Yes.
A familiar, pleasant smell. Just this made me feel like time had rewound.
“Deles-kun, are you alright? Are you scared?”
“Uh, at night I feel plenty scared, what are you trying to make me say!”
“Then come back with us.” “Deles-sama already has a place to return to with us.”
Clarice dealt with the situation calmly.
Then, seeing Bunbe, she nodded and stepped between them.
“Now, all of you, cooperate with the poster production.”
“Sure, but will there be payment?” “A little, yes.”
“Then Deles, I will definitely, absolutely get you back.” “Ah… have a good trip.”
Oh no,
I almost said “Ah, yes” again.
Everyone was led away by Bunbe. And then…
(Harvey looked back at me from the very back, with sad eyes…)
Clarice gently put her arm around my shoulder.
“Let’s show you your place.”
“Yeah… I understand. I must win, no matter what.”
Clarice, who then bent down and kissed my forehead.
(Ah, the three from Next New Kuma Generations are watching.)
So that’s why she only kissed my forehead… maybe???
