[?] Style (Shou Toramaru)
[?] I would love my eyes to show white lotuses...
Let's begin the game!
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I love this town! It's a lovely place where people are able to get along with each other and express themselves with their invividuality.
I've gotten to the habit of singing with emotion, to the point where I, along with my friends, have built up a grand reputation of being the most popular musical group in Gensokyo. Even if we're fairly new to the scene, I can feel the excitement of the fans everywhere I go.
However, I have an eerie feeling that there might be evil lurking nearby...
Nonetheless!
I stood with my microphone, in front of the crowds that came to see today's concert. It wasn't as dramatic as the last concert, since this was at noon instead of in the evening.
Even with my warm clothes, I still shivered in the winter breeze blowing through the outdoors stage.
I grasped my mic and readied myself. The other members of the band stood idle while I was opening the act.
I shouted, "Good afternoon, Gensokyo!" The audience cheered wildly.
"I'd like to dedicate today's concert to..."
(choose three options)
[ ] Murasa
[ ] Nue
[ ] Ichirin
[ ] Shou
[ ] Nazrin
[ ] Myouren
[ ] Myself
[ ] Buddha