Words From a Superstar

Facility Event: Rhythmic Resolutions

Episode 5

Words From a Superstar

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Summary

The prince and his friends are saved by an enka singer called Marvelous Naoto who proposes a bon dance in order to mend fences. But when Catherine and Eugene begin the dance, fiends close in, forcing the prince to face off against them in order to keep the dance going.

Dialogue

Looks like we managed to shake them. Thanks for the help, stranger. When one dragon shuts the door, a singer will appear to open it. By my curls, it's you! You're— IT'S MARVELOUS NAOTO! Why are you in our town?! Marvelous...who? He's one of the leading enka singers in all of Hinomoto. I invited him here as a secret festival guest. Can I have an autograph, Mr. Marvelous? I'm your BIGGEST fan. An extremely delightful and auspicious occasion this is! Nevertheless, I suspect it to also be a critical moment. Yeah, so here's what's going on...

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You are heard. It appears the flame burning at the heart of this event most strange is trouble between the young man and woman here. But we don't know how to reconcile— I mean, REALLY reconcile. From the bottom of our hearts and all that. Once swallowed up in the eddies of passion, the many become as one. To be lost in a fever dream is to see one's heart open in due course. I'm having a marvelously impossible time following a dang thing you're saying. The fool with worry in their heart ought just dance. Round and round the stage they go! Spin, spin, spin! Um, are you saying we should hold a bon dance? Of course! Dancing always leads to a happy ending! ...In my DREAMS! Come now, if this could be solved with a few simple twirls, we'd have done so already! What I suggest is no more than a bon dance. But also, no less. Would you please just answer my darling's question like a normal person?! Suu. Suu. Sam? Suusuu su! Suusuu su! ...All right, Catherine. Let's dance. You cannot be serious. When you and me were slugging it out, Sam's dance calmed us down, remember? So if we dance a bon dance together, it'll make Sam and the Styxes happy. What sort of mad logic is that?! Hey, if you have a better idea, I'm all ears. But I don't think you do—so let's dance. Rrrr! Fine—but only because I can't come up with a less-absurd option. Let's hurry to the festival stage.

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I shall perform the lead. Young man? Young lady? YOU...shall dance. You say that, but I haven't done a bon dance since I was a little kid. Then permit me to assist you. Follow my lead and move as I do. All who live, gather in the circle and dance! Let the music play!

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Eugene, you're not following the beat! Also, you must keep your hand like this. I'm trying! You're just moving too fast! The point of all this is NOT for you two to start fighting again! Suu! Suu! Er, yes. Of course. In that case, I will dance a little more slowly so you can more easily follow my movements... And I'll put more strength in my arms and legs so I can follow along... They've synchronized their movements. They're even breathing in sync! But wait, what's...? It's the Styxes—but there's something different about them. They were trying to burn this place to the ground a second ago, but now they're just dancing and having fun. The eddies of passion enfold us all. Even dragons move to rapture's gambol. I actually think this is going to work... That was a fiend roar! Affected by the passion, the fiends roil. They make for the stage with the swift footfalls of the hastened runner. Yet that would lack in charm. If fiends rage and turn this to an offering of blood, all will come to nothing. We'll take care of the fiends— you just finish the dance. You are heard. Do not be even a little careless, seventh scion. C'mon, guys! Let's do this!