I came to see a live performance by the band Mismol belongs to, on his introduction.
The band called Dragon Triangle appears to be incredibly popular. Cheers of “Octo-nee-san!” could be heard from everywhere. She’s likely the leader of this band.
“Everyone, thank you for coming for Hime today! It’s a short time, but I’ll sing with all my heart!”
Next, a pink mermaid gave a cute wink, and the Hime fans in front waved their flags in support. It might be rude to say this, but most of them seemed to be like otaku.
“Thank you all for coming! You look cute today too!”
This time, the bassist, a blue merman, waved his hand towards the audience, eliciting screams. If Hime is the vocalist, the woman with octopus legs is the drummer, he holding the guitar is the bassist, and Mismol, curled up in the corner, is on keyboard, then the fifth youth must also be a vocalist? Unlike the other members, he has human legs. Perhaps he doesn’t live in the sea.
When the performance began, the entire beach erupted in excitement. Then, the sea’s idol, Hime, unveiled her lovely singing voice. The other youth also seemed to be a vocalist and possessed a beautiful singing voice, but it was mostly her song, with him providing support.
“Let it ripple in your heart, like the surging waves~”
In sync with Hime’s song, the Hime otaku in front responded with perfect interjections. And the youth’s vocals, appearing intermittently. Though only fragments could be heard, his voice had a strange allure, and I found myself involuntarily drawn to it. Each member of this band has a distinct personality. It feels like the fans exist for each member individually, rather than for the band as a whole.
It’s strange to wonder if conflicts might arise between fans, but so far, there’s been none. With such strong individual fan bases, it must be difficult for Mismol. He’s still playing the keyboard in the corner. Despite the large audience, no cheers are directed at him.
As Hime’s song reached its peak, the melody suddenly changed. From the bright, up-tempo song it was before, it shifted to a slow, deep bass. The bass vibrations and drums seemed to shake the very heart. Even from a distance, their expressions appeared to have changed. The keyboard also transitioned from modern electronic sounds to the rich tone of a grand piano. Before I knew it, Hime had stopped singing. The venue fell silent.
The only voice heard was that of the youth, who had been providing backing vocals. He now stood center stage, capturing the gaze of everyone in the audience. His voice was even more enchanting and beautiful, as if it were resonating directly from his throat to my ears. It felt like my brain was being swayed by the sound. My consciousness began to grow hazy. I was gradually being dominated by his voice. I have to go, to the sea, I must go to him…
Just as I was about to take a step, the music stopped. Startled, my consciousness returned.
“Well then, that’s all for today, see ya!!”
Hime waved cutely and disappeared into the sea with a “pyon.” The bassist also vanished into the sea with a kiss. Mismol had disappeared as well. And the youth too. It was an incredibly short guerrilla performance. It left me wanting to hear more. My companions seemed to feel the same, their faces looking as if they had just woken from a dream.
