|Ah... the festival music is starting to come closer.
It seems like the opening phase of the Quarrel Festival is really getting heated. Just like you planned, Anzu-chan.
You've shown great skill. You've really gotten used to your work as Yumenosaki Academy's Producer, haven't you?
You look completely different to how you were when we first met.
Hehe. I'm praising you, so why are you thanking me? How cute... hm, so Keito's told you constantly to try harder, do better?
He's horrible. He hasn't been kind in ages. But as Keito's childhood friend, I might have to go along with what he's saying.
Keito never forces you to do what's beyond your abilities.
It's because he thinks you're so capable that he's so hard on you all the time. He's really not honest -- a really annoying guy, I should say...
But what I just told you is a secret, okay?
He'd get mad at me if you told him. I've had enough of his scolding.
Ah... I wonder if I could get you to bring me that oxygen tank right next to you.
When I sing a lot during a live, I tend to get short of breath. Someone prepared it for me. Or, no. Did you bring it in for me?
You sure are prepared. Excellent. ♪ Ah, sorry, but please bring it over quickly. In truth, even just speaking like this has me so out of breath, I feel like I might die.
Inhale, exhale. Mm, I feel better. My cells have been activated, although I would've felt even better if you gave me mouth-to-mouth... ♪
I'm kidding. We mostly exhale carbon dioxide, so in fact, mouth-to-mouth would've made it even harder for me to breathe.
Plus, you'd probably palpate my heart, too. That's not good for my health.
Yeah. I've been teasing you so much, I lost track of the time. The mikoshi should be here soon. I have to warm up and get ready. ♪
What's wrong? If you have something to say, come out and say it.
I'm no longer a tyrant. I'd like to, at least, hear the opinions of my people.
If you want to tell me I shouldn't take part in the Quarrel Festival, I'll have to refuse.
As a producer, I'm sure that it's a problem if you let an idol of weak constitution overwork himself, but.