Angel 1

Tori: Wow, everyone’s so excited ♪

Four-Eyes really pulled it off! Even though he’s just some four-eyes!

I should’ve expected it from Eichi-sama’s childhood friend and right-hand man. He passed with flying colors~ ♪

But still. I’m kinda irritated that all the focus is on Akatsuki!

Why do they get to walk around town but we have to stay put on this stage?

I wanna do a parade, too! And wave at all the losers as they bow to me and tell me how awesome I am!

Eichi-sama told me he’d escape from the hospital and come see us even if he had to ride out on a fire truck...

So I know he’s watching. Which means I have to do my best ♪

Yuzuru: “Fufu. You’re all fired up, Tori. I’m cheering you on ♪”

Tori: ...Hello? What do you think you’re doing imitating Eichi-sama, slave?

Yuzuru: I am not a slave. This is a result of your feeling lonely, you see.

I’ve prepared for you a life-sized cardboard cutout of Tenshouin Eichi-sama—the student council president. I’ll set him here for you.

I’m sure it will be reassuring for you to have the president watching over you ♪

Tori: Umm, no. It kind of looks like the pictures of the dead person they put out at funerals...

But whatever, I guess. It does feel like Eichi-sama is actually watching me, so I can’t deny that it’s making me feel all “down to business.”

Eichi-samaaa, I’m gonna do my best, okay? I’ve been through total hell training for this day, so I’ll show you what I can do now ♪

Yuzuru: “Fufu. I look forward to it, my adorable Tori ♪”

Tori: Quit it. The voice thing is super unnecessary. You don’t sound like him at all. Eichi-sama sounds way more elegant!

And he’s a hundred times more dignified and cool than you, Yuzuru... ‘cause he’s my idol, y’know?

Yuzuru: “You’ve become an idol yourself, Tori. Not only to me... but to all of the people who have gathered here. You should thank them and show them your love.”

“Charm them with a performance of an angel.”

“Surely their smiles and their applause will resound with the essence of hyakka ryouran.”

“It will be a noble and holy garden which only those anointed idols may witness.”

“Right, Tori? You know what I mean, don’t you? My sweet, adorable Tori...!”

Tori: Gyeh?! Quit hugging me! Eichi-sama never touches people so casually!

He’s way too, like, transcendent and godlike and sacred for that! Ughhh, you don’t get him at all, Yuzuru!

Wataru: Amazing! You look like you’re enjoying yourselves! Let me play with you, too... ☆

Tori: Eek?! That was that Rapunzel-looking guy’s voice just now, wasn’t it?

Where is it even coming from? He never showed up to rehearsal... He’s been MIA for a while now.

What the hell does he think he’s doing! He’s the one who forced me into a death sentence of a training regimen!

Yuzuru: Sir, please look up.

Tori: Up? Uhhh...?

Wataru: Behold, my most esteemed patrons! This flowering tale of love and surprises is about to blossom...! ☆

Let your song resound high! We shall send a kaleidoscope of flower petals whirling toward the heavens ♪

Amazing! I regret to have kept you waiting; It is I, your very own Hibiki Wataru... ☆

Tori: Uhhh... um, what’s he doing? Urgh, the sun is so bright I can’t see! Is that a hot-air balloon? Why’s he riding that?

I don’t know what’s going on, but he’s got some nerve to look down on me when he’s a total degenerate!^[1]

Get down from there. We’re supposed to perform, aren’t we? Like, on the stage? Together?

Wataru: Fufufu, I’m delighted to see how full of energy you are! An excess of stamina, indeed~ Perhaps we can afford to make your training a bit more arduous yet ♪

In any case, Butler-san... please go ahead, just as we arranged ♪

Yuzuru: Most certainly. Sir, please don’t move.

Tori: Huh? What? What is this, Yuzuru? Why are you holding onto me?

Yuzuru: Please take a seat here, sir. Hold onto this cord, and whatever you do, don’t let go.

And on the off-chance that you do fall... I will catch you entirely unharmed, even at the cost of my own life.

We were unable to use a safety tether because it would ruin the immersion... so this will be very, very dangerous.

Tori: Huh...? What is this? It looks like a swing! Are you saying I’m gonna ride on this?

Hang on a sec, tell me what’s going on! I don’t get it so it’s scaring me!

Yuzuru: Try not to wiggle around too much, sir. We have a large audience watching, so we can’t have you looking ungainly and frightened in front of them.

...Hibiki-sama, we’re ready ♪

Wataru: Amazing! I’m impressed with your skill, Butler-san. Now, up and away we go ♪

Tori: Whoa?! I’m flying?! Is the swing connected to the balloon?

Wataru: Oh, no, please don’t fight it. If it sways too much, we may be knocked off balance. Then the balloon could crash into one of the buildings around here.

Well, that would be quite exciting in itself ☆

Attention, please! This aircraft will now ascend into the heavens!

Look, Princess. Is the view from up here not magnificent? It is what Eichi always sees... ☆

Fufufu! We’ll not allow the right-hand man steal the show for himself! No, fine will also raise the curtain on a grand stage!

God, Buddha, angels, demons—please, show me your smiles! And of course, this extends to all the beloved people of this world...!

Our most delightful showtime begins now! Ahahahahaha ☆