Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

The curtain rises on the extra "lost piece" performance of Paradise Pixie Princess.

The opening brought their debut single.

As the intro ran, colorful light flashed through the concert hall and gradually gathered towards the main stage, where no one was present.

The dry ice smoke burst out of the stage, and the whole stage was not clearly visible.

Aurora Vision also used the draw video, so that no one could tell the full story.

And the moment when the intro ends and the first one phrase comes to mind.

Don't!

Papip's team jumped out to be bounced off the stage.

It was a smoke fire so that the hole at the foot of the projectile could not be seen.

And the members of the current system other than the former top five started singing a song to announce the start of the concert.

At that moment, the whole concert hall boils down at once.

A massive flash of cheer shook the entire hall.

At the same time, the members who danced in the back without jumping out of the device came up to the stage one after another and shook their arms wide with a full smile in the audience seat.

I found the "suggestion" I wanted, and my voice screamed dying. I put my hands together with the music and called out at the right time.

Now, the concert has begun.

"Oh, Rocky." Satoyama-san is amazing, after all. This is like a concertmaster, right? "

"The way Kommas is used is wrong." I'm the back boss. The whole production is done by the papyrus director. "

"I know that." I know, but isn't it because of Mr. Tsuboyama's work? "

"Don't lift it, what's the purpose?" It's creepy. That's how you come. "

"That's terrible, Tsubayama-san"

To be able to see all the footage from several cameras, including Aurora Vision, a middle-aged man in a skinhead jersey called Tsuboyama speaks with Mio prepared in a stage costume behind a row of monitors.

It's a good stage that doesn't even make you feel blank.

"Idiot, I haven't done this kind of big pussy since you guys were gone." Community-based care of young local idols and local festival management. I was having fun doing things like that. What, you're pulling a pair of hubs like us out of here on purpose? The scene has finally switched to the Shoichi system. You know that, don't you? "

Satoyama looked at the monitor footage in shock.

The wireless from the headset on one side only, and from time to time while talking to Mio, I put in the microphone and gave instructions.

He is the man responsible for the security deficiencies following the Seajack incident. That said, it is true that Mio Kamiki's victims' hopes for retirement, which consisted of trees made of gold, were cut off due to their almost arbitrary consent, and it is flowing within the industry.

Certainly, the security problem was a big neck, but there is no way that the extreme Japanese Eventor can counter a serious terrorist group with his hard work. Rather, it is difficult for the "just" people who participated in the Shiraishi event to fully grasp the security of all the humans on board. But the producers, Shoichi, started off by pursuing where they were responsible, and as a result, he took on the role.

"You don't like Mr. Shoichi's way of doing things, do you?"... I'm going to ignore your opinion and try to move on. I want a wall that I can fight. You made a request that you didn't want to do too much work, but you're going to try to force it into your hand by that day, right? At that point, Hatoyama-san will respect the minimum line. "

"... even then, you refuse to even sing as if it was the first plan." If that's the case, then it's just a screwed spider. "

That's why Hatoyama-san has been able to return as a cushioning material

Miyo follows the footsteps of Mt. Takayama.

"You idiot, I told you before, but I'm busy having fun with the newly formed young man. I don't think Papip has anything to do with this anymore. Don't add extra work to it."

Once again, isn't this fun?

"It's a world that has to be wrapped up in long things. I was working in a cleaner place than that. That said, I'm hungry, but I'll use Papyrus connections to make it popular."

Walk down the aisle and give instructions in a timely manner.

The original concert has progressed on schedule, and the set list is almost the same even if it is adjusted by the participating members.

If only the last additional performances there become the appearance of the old top five Miogo people, there is no way to change that part into a thoughtful list.

(This guy is going to go out of his way to find out if he's doing well by diving into this kind of behind-the-scenes stuff.)

Even if I am busy with rehearsals until the day, I will go around the back and check the flow.

Even without this, the manager's giant man, Makigaki, is always checking.

Along with that, I remembered that I struggled with adribbles and things.

"...... Don't be foolish. Since this is the last time, even if you come up with something like this, it's going to be even more interesting."

Um...

"Neither I nor you are" "ex" "Papyp related anymore." I can't do it there, applause and distraction, customers are smiling a little bit, you know? "

Nimmanima and Miyo are laughing in a mischievous way behind Mt. Tsubagayama.

As she gave various instructions, it entered her eyes, and she turned her gaze to her.

"What the hell?"

"... I need to talk to you."

I changed the attributes from the little demonic smile to the innocent smile.

The change is only slight, but he waits for Mio's reply with a steep face, just to find out the fate of the staff who have been caught in it.

"It's the first smoke production, but is it possible to replenish it by the end?" I just want to be frustrated because half the amount is good before we leave. "

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Also, there is a flag formation after this, right?" I wonder if I can get you to lend me just the main rider's share. "

"That's why."

"Also, the opening mirror ball-like performance." Perhaps one more beat, or two beats, before stopping, will bring out the contrast between the smoked white and the jumping member. I hope you can review the program once after tomorrow. "

Mt. Tsubaki gently squeezes out the deeply carved tsubaki between his brows as he loosens it with his fingers.

"... what else?"

"The costumes of the members around the outer perimeter of the hall. It is half clockwise and half clockwise, right? Oh, it's prettier to combine them half at a time. When I run, the cloth jumps, but only on one side and the members fall apart, right? I think you can feel the flow if it is in the same direction. The songs are also ballad-based."

"Okay, I can do it, Mon. I'll give up what I can't. Are you sure?"

With a dazed face, Kajiyama turned to Mio.

Yes! Please!

Mio bows his head with a smile.

I think that this Mio Kamiki will not allow other followers in terms of "fascinating". You intuitively assume how effectively you can attract all kinds of things.

The carefully prepared object jumps past gently with the word "this is how it should be".

Miyo goes back to presenting her own idea for the performance.

Perhaps after this, we will give detailed advice to the members.

It should be a fortune for someone who can accept it properly.

"Anyway... he's a genius who should have stayed in this world."

Scratching his head, Mt. Hatoyama returns to work.

A dazzling genius who easily abandoned his modest wishes.

There was nothing we could do to separate them.

Looking at the ultimate, Kajiyama was heartfeltly lonely after the "Miomio" who had temporarily returned to the top idol. At the same time, he remembered the figure of "Mio Kamiki" who told about himself who was not an idol happily, and he had a bitter smile.

In a room with closed windows, a vaguely lit candle is lit around, not an LED or fluorescent light.

While turning over the material at hand with the engraved fingers, the wrinkled and inaudible voice appropriate for the hand echoes.

Probably a man.

"For now, it's better to have quantity rather than quality." The final number of entrants was 24,000.... I'm ready for a concert that brings together so many people in such a good way. The minimum line required to activate the planned plan this time was surpassed. We will be able to move forward without any problems. "

Ponzu, release the material on the table.

"... do you have any concerns?"

“No, nothing.”

Smile Motomia in a suit on the back.

She seemed to laugh thinly at the sight of her age, which may be one-third, or even one-quarter, of her own age. Old and crumpled face. Among them, only the eyes were dazzling.

"Hmm... I don't think you need to bother reporting to me." Well, good. Is he still quiet? "

"Yes. One seat."

A smile that answers immediately.

"Fufufu... Let's do that." You can do whatever you want. I'll just stand by and watch this case. "

Thank you for your consideration.

Having said that, she leaves the room.

The man who was said to have the first seat on his back called out.

"Anyone can do as he pleases. The dwarfs of the flask, the awakened, your father's peeling."

For a moment, the smile on the door stopped.

"Of course, so are you." Hey, Purple Crystal? "

"... excuse me."

Without looking back, the violet left the room.

When he saw it off, the first seat lifted the material in his hand again in front of him.

An arm like a dead tree that makes you feel the weight of even the lightest material.

Fu, with a smile on your cheek, you lightly squeeze your hand.

"Bhuu..."

The blackness of the candle was wrapped around his arm.

As the darkness, the materials wrapped in the "qi" of what Shigeru Sugiyama and the others say collapsed, they became ashes on the table.

"... Now, what will happen?" No one dances with him, dance with him. The end point remains the same after all. Dance madly in the circle and disappear. Because that's what it's all about? "

When I snorted like I told someone, the door opened on a different side than the one where the sparkle came out.

"Well, that's what you are."... I'll let you do whatever you want. "

It was Kujo T. Shizuma who came in with the door slammed.

With a nitanita and a faint smile.

The old man, who looked at it with his eyes alone and was called the first seat, wipes the ashes off the table with his hands.

It disappeared until it fell to the floor.

“Like I said. I keep my eyes peeled for sightings. Neither you, nor they, nor that girl.... you'll do the same for me. You didn't even feel like grabbing the reins, even though you deliberately dredged and picked it up."

Kujo poses as if he's being told to raise his hands.

"The late rebellious period." I'm sorry to hear that as a parent. Well, that's why I didn't grow it, so I wonder if it's because of the environment, hahaha! "

"Is it covered in muddy water?" After all, there is a reason for falling from the ground. "

"You're worse than that." That said, if you don't notice me next to you, it's about that. "

Leaving her back at the door, Kujo walks alone.

“Okay, let's go. I'll do what I have to do and I'll do what I want.”

Well, how much tokens will be left tomorrow?

He called out to Kujo, who walked out of the door in the opposite direction.

At the end of his exit, he smiles at his old boss with a full face.

"Every board game lasts until King is gone." But it only gets interesting when both sides get messy, right? "