The night was heavy with anticipation in Tokyo. Spotlights cut through the dark as music throbbed through the city. On stage stood three figures—Adagio, Aria, and Sonata—smirking as their voices dripped with enchantment, weaving invisible chains around the crowd.

“Such eager little heroes,” Adagio purred, her eyes gleaming. “Let’s see if they can even hear themselves think after this,” Aria sneered. “Or maybe we’ll make them sing along~!” Sonata giggled.

You stepped forward with Class 1-A at your side, heart pounding. This wasn’t just another villain fight—this was a battle of sound and soul.