Muse, Land of Music…-.
The lights dazzle, shining bright as if to block out the stars.
All eyes are turned to the three who have appeared on the stage, and the cheers swell in excitement.
Frost: “Enjoy yourselves to your heart’s content. I’ll give my heart to you…-.”
Synny: “Thanks for coming… to listen to me sing. Enjoy the noble Snow Family on stage!”
The entirety of Muse has come to the music festival, and the special guest for the night is…
Graysia: “Why are we the ones doing this…-.”
The princes of the Land of Snow, Snowphilia: Frost, Graysia, and Synny.
Graysia: “Learning how to live as an idol… surely there’s a limit to the absurdity.”
He smiles awkwardly, far enough away from the microphone that it doesn’t pick up his muttering.
Frost: “Focus Graysia. Don’t think you can satisfy this country’s people with a half-baked performance.”
Synny: “Come on Gray, you’ve got the first line!”
Graysia: “I know… damn it!”
As the opening act finishes, the three pose at the center of the stage.
Graysia lifts up the microphone and beings to sing with a strained voice.
Graysia: “♪~ …while wrapped in the brilliant snow, I see a truly sublime dream.”
Frost: “These feelings will never melt, sparkling like crystal…-.”
Audience Woman 1: “Frost! Look over here~!”
Audience Woman 2: “Kyaa! Graysia! Synny, you’re so cute…!”
The group of girls near the stage all sported blue, red, and yellow lights…
Waving them back and forth while looking up to the three on stage.
When the lyrics for the song said “Shout!” and “Freeze!” the girls would shake their lights in time…-.
Graysia: “Huh, did they make those specifically for this?”
Frost: “I suppose that means they were looking forward to this performance a great deal. Production, music, dance… if we don’t pull it off to perfection, we couldn’t inspire such enthusiasm.”
Synny: “Gray, you better respond to that. Feel the burn!”
Synny turned towards the audience and pointed at an area before lifting his finger up, and when he did, the lights in the area turned yellow as the people cheered.
The three stood bathed in the bright lights, sweat glistening on their foreheads and down the napes of their necks.
Synny: “Anyway, isn’t OO watching?”
Graysia: “!? Is she really here?”
Frost: “I heard she was given an invitation. She should be here somewhere.”
Graysia: “…”
Graysia looked and saw a camera pointed at the stage.
He pointed his finger towards it and looked at it with a piercing gaze…-.
Graysia: “…just this time, okay?”
The moment Graysia lifted his finger, the crowd cheered for his bold smile.
When the song ended, the three each lifted a hand in the air, and a light snow began to fall in the venue.
Each flake flashed in the lights, and the entire hall was filled with a roar of applause.
END