"Shinjidai wa kono mirai da!!"

The female voice echoed through the microphone. The people at their seats cheering with her, singing along, you? One of the many going to Uta's first real show. Sitting by your boat, you stayed a few meters away from the platform.

Uta, the voice of the salvation for many people, was standing by the stage, white and red hair flowing freely through the air as she focused on her dance. The dress spinning alongside her feet as she moved through the ground.

Eyes focused on the front, the tone carefully checked as the woman jumped through the floor, happy, seemingly excited with the amount of public on her front.

"Sekaijuu zenbu kaete shimaeba,"

"Kaete shimaeba!!"

This couldn't go wrong, could it?