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Shiori Hachiya finally discovered Revue's true nature.

They answered each other with words and songs, and their hearts were able to communicate.

"How gentle you are, banana."

Shiori Hachiya finally discovered what she wanted to say to her friend Banana, who had a complicated inner world.

Even after stepping down, they are still on stage.

下りてもstageだ]

[You understand that lines alone are not enough?]

言葉だけじゃ足りないの分かってる? ]

"Of course I understand that wherever I am, I can become a stage—of course I understand."

Shiori Hachitani answered, raising her voice to a firm and clear tone: "Whether as a member of the stage, or as a hero, whether as Shiori Hachitani, or as a dream weaver—"

"I am needed!"

The next second, Nana Ohba's movements were tightly bound by Rope Blade.

She allowed Shiori Hachiya to take shape on this stage, weaving her own "net."

The rhythm of "Wi(l)d-ScreenBaroque" also came to an abrupt end.

Then, a calm and warm melody began to play.

Now I am about to embark on a long journey.

Far away, private, and now traveling in the country]

This is a song that Shiori Hachiya will be covering at her farewell concert.

The name is "Hikari e" (To the Light).

It should absolutely not appear during battle, but it can appear as a farewell song when the battle is temporarily over, to say goodbye to friends.

P.S.: These are all very nice songs.

"Hikari e" is the ending theme of "Zombie Land Saga". "Wild-ScreenBaroque" is sung by banana in the Resurrection the Movie: Mina-Katsu Revue, and she used a bit of the farewell part to the stage.

Actually, this revue match didn't really have a winner or loser; it was more like Banana Brother's farewell to his friend, trying to force out Bee Valley's true thoughts.

Of course, it's also because I can't write lyrics at all! So I can't write a revue for Bee Valley for you guys.

51. Crash into the moon

If I close my eyes, memories will flood back.

まぶたclosedじれば出れる思い出]

Feel the joy of reunion and parting with your heart.

When I leave the meeting, I feel my heart is feeling.]

……

To the accompaniment of a gentle and peaceful song, Nana Ohba's limbs were bound in place by soft yet resilient rope blades, like an insect stuck in a spider web.

She stood there calmly, completely unaware of any danger.

Her face remained expressionless, revealing a slightly empty look as she quietly gazed at Shiori Hachiya, who was standing in front of her singing softly.

Under the control of the Dream Weavers, the train soars into the clouds. The moonlight transforms the clouds into soft, fairytale-like colors, while beneath their feet, the city lights grow increasingly blurry and transparent. And this train is heading towards the moon.

Bathed in the shimmering moonlight, Nana Ohba's profile was illuminated. Her face and figure became a silent silhouette under the moonlight.

She listened quietly to Shiori Hachiya's song.

Finally, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You sing really well too." That's what Nana Ohba said in return for the compliment.

Then, with just a slight shift in her shoulder, the short sword left a silver trail in the air at an imperceptible speed. After a flash, the rope blade, which was never designed to defeat her, was easily broken off, fell to the ground, and detached.

“I heard you, Miss Hachiya’s determination.”

Nana Oba seemed to be both sighing and asking a question.

"Do you really want to leave your stage like this?"

Shiori Hachiya stood with her back to the bright full moon in the sky. As the train drew closer to the moon, the craters and ravines on its surface became increasingly visible.

I said, show us your true skills!

[ねえ本気出そうよ]

The melody of "wi(l)d-screenbaroque" plays again.

Without any hesitation, she answered:

"Wherever I go, whether it is a real stage or an activity as a hero, it can become my stage."

[lalalalalalalala?]

[lalalalalalalala?]

The sound of a blade piercing flesh.

Shiori Hachiya watched as Nana Oba approached, humming a soft song, and then, under her gaze, she drew the short sword in her hand—

—It pierced Shiori Hachiya's chest.

The incredibly sharp blade pierced Shiori Hachiya's chest with remarkable ease, and in just a short breath, only a fragment of the dagger remained.

Shiori Hachiya didn't flinch; she didn't even feel any pain.

Nana Oba showed her usual kind and cheerful smile.

"In that case, I have no choice but to kill you."

As crimson liquid gushed from the stage installation on the side of the train, Shiori Hachiya also felt something escaping from the spot where she had been pierced.

The bright red filled almost her entire field of vision, but there was no pain; on the contrary, she felt quite exhilarated.

Shiori Hachiya, a part of the stage, chose to die.

She couldn't help but laugh, bursting into laughter in the night sky. The shackles in her heart gradually dissolved with this cut, turning into sweet and pungent blood that splattered on Nana Ohba's face.

In the air, blood splattered everywhere, and the shredded rope blades hung down.

Even with her body covered in blood, Nana Ohba couldn't help but smile.

"Congratulations, and then..."

The train carrying the two people finally crashed into the moon with a long whistle, without slowing down at all.

"...Goodbye, Shiori Hachitani."

[wi(l)d-screenbaroque

wi(l)d-screenbaroque]

……

……

[Living, dying, dying]

生きる生きない生きない]

[Living, dying, wanting to live]

生きる生きない生きたい]

The train will eventually arrive at the next station.

And what about the stage?

What about us?

us……

...He's already dead.

Nana Ohba's last words drifted through the air. The burning debris from the train crashing into the moon fell like meteors across the sky, crashing into the city and causing explosions and fires of all sizes.

There was a moment of silence in the world.

Finally, from the pit where the two figures disappeared, a red tomato, still dripping with dew, fell to the ground.

..

"...Ugh...Eh?"

She had prepared herself to wake up the next morning feeling groggy from lack of sleep, but when she woke up, Shiori Hachiya felt refreshed.

It seemed as if the shackles binding me had been completely crushed, and I felt incredibly light, both physically and mentally.

She sat up blankly, then realized with even greater bewilderment—

Why is there a tomato on my own blanket?

She scratched her head, picked up the tomato, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

Isn't this something that Nana Ohba gave her in the domain?

"...Honestly, I hate tomatoes the most." Muttering to herself, Shiori Hachiya didn't intend to just leave them uneaten. She sighed slightly, but her face was full of genuine smiles.

Today's the concert! I need to get up quickly and get myself ready!

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On the other side...

"Hibiki, do you want to go out and clear your head?" Nana Ohba asked Hibiki Tachibana, who had gotten up a little earlier than her and was preparing breakfast for everyone.

The latter asked in confusion, "How do I change my mood?"

"How about you come with me to a concert?"

“…A concert…” Tachibana Hibiki, who was particularly sensitive to the word “concert,” almost immediately got goosebumps. However, looking at Ooba Nana’s expectant face, she felt it would be hard to refuse.