WITCH CRAFT 3

Mika: Huh? Aw, crap, looks like I’m up!

Sorry, Naru-chan! I gotta head onstage for a bit!

Arashi: Okay. Thanks for helping us hand out candy, Mika-chan.

You totally saved me! Our King and the others bailed on me, and there was just no way I could handle it all.

Mika: I don’t mind none, it’s just payin’ you back for all your help...

‘Sides, when you’re around, I don’t get scared of the guests like I normally would. So it’s tit for tat ♪

Arashi: Ahaha. Knights is a unit that puts a lot of effort into fanservice, you know.

I’ve gotten used to it. I’m basically an expert at this sort of thing.

Mika: Ahaha, but you were mighty cold to people you didn’t know a while back...

You was always sayin’ stuff about how nobody understands you ♪

Arashi: Oh, come on! Quit talking about the past; that’s so mean! You’re in a hurry, aren’t you? Go, go! I’ll take care of these kiddies for you ♪

Mika: Yup, thanks! Y’all listen to Naru-chan an’ be good now, y’hear?

I hope y’all like my performance ♪

Arashi: (Ahaha. The kids from Mika-chan’s hometown are hopping around and cheering for him...)

(They’re sooo cute. But they’re refusing to take off their costumes, so they actually look like real monsters; it’s a bit scary.)

(I wonder where he’s from, anyway. He has a Kansai accent, so I guess it’s somewhere around there...)

(But he never really talks about himself.)

(Well, I guess I’m the same way...)

(But still, we’re friends; we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other anymore. I was really happy when he told me he cares about me.)

(Good luck, Mika-chan. I’ll do my best, too.)

(I’ll keep living my best life, true to myself.)

Koga: Hey... you okama bastard. Help me carry him.^[1]

Arashi: Really, I hate when you call me that.

I’ve told you so many times now... I’d prefer something more like Naru-chan—or even “Ranran,” playing off of Arashi ♪

Koga: What are you, a panda? Just gimme a hand already.^[2]

This guy’s one of yours, ain’t he? Don’t make somebody from another unit take care of him.

Ritsu: Zzz... zzz... ♪

Arashi: Oh, Ritsu-chan. Right, I forgot he was performing for some reason.

What was that all about, anyway? I was so surprised, you know.

Koga: No idea. I guess Anzu got the wrong idea about some shit...

Or maybe not the wrong idea. She’s pretty damn impressive ♪

Arashi: You should try telling her that yourself. That girl’s self-esteem is abysmal.

Anyway, thanks for looking after Ritsu-chan. I’ll get it from here.

Koga: Sure. Just be careful you don’t drop ‘im. Here ya go ♪

Arashi: Yep, thanks. Jeez, Ritsu-chan is out cold. It’s rare for him to sleep at night. Fufu, his face is like an angel’s... ♪

Koga: Quit wastin’ time and go meet up with your buddies. You ain’t done for the night, right?

I’mma take a quick break and recharge my battery for my big comeback ♪

Arashi: Fufu. You’re quite the hard worker, aren’t you? And your doggy ears are sooo cute ♪

Koga: It ain’t my style—Anzu designed the costume.

...Whoa?!

Natsume: “♪ ~ ♪ ~ ♪”

Koga: Fuck, that’s a hell of a show! What is that, fireworks?!

Arashi: This is what all Switch lives are like. They have unique performances you won’t find from other units.

They’re so mysterious, even we’re a little scared of going up against them ♪

Koga: Haha! Can’t say I hate it, that’s for damn sure!

It’s irritating as shit, but I gotta hand it to the vampire bastard’s li’l protégé. I don’t get it, but it’s flashy, extreme, and fun ♪

Heyyy! Keep up the good work, you shitty ginger! How’d you get up in the air like that anyway?! I don’t get it! Gyahahaha ☆

Natsume: (Shut up, you damn mutt... It’s flying through the air because it’s held up by a string. Even children can see through these simple tricks.)

(Ah, I should focus...)

(We weren’t even supposed to participate in this Halloween Party. As a result, I feel as though we haven’t practiced enough.)

(Shu-nii-san drilled us half to death, so our skill is up to par. But who knows what may occur atop the stage?)

Sora: ......

Natsume: Sora? What’s wrong? You’re just standing there...?

(Oh, that won’t work; It’s too loud to hear anything. I’ll have to get down to check on him.)

(What a pain. This reality we’re in never ceases moving even for a moment... ♪)