#Hello! Project Shuffle Unit

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I would like to see shuffle units again but the only problem I kinda had with them before is that they were mostly filled with Morning Musume members and normally the girls who got most lines in their respective groups were the ones with the most focus on shuffle units too. I want more variety...

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Shuffles!

The newest M3 Mystery is all about those shuffle units, baby.

Colors! (2000 Units: Akagumi 4, Aoiro 7, and Kiiro 5)

Festivals! (2001 Units: 3nin Matsuri, 7nin Matsuri, and 10nin Matsuri)

Happiness! (2002 Units: Happy♡7, Sexy 8, and Odoru♡11)

Elements! (2003 Units: SALT5, 7AIR, and 11WATER)

Elegance! (2005 Units: Elegies, Sexy Otonajan, and Puripuri Pink)

Due to the reclassification of the 2004 unit (H.P. All Stars) as a special unit, it is not included here.

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PLAY GAME!! - Shuffle unit Event Story Translation

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Izumi Iori: Everyone watching this video, hello.

Izumi Mitsuki: Hello!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Helloo!

Inumaru Touma: Hey there!

Izumi Iori: One, two... 

PLAY GAME!!: It's “PLAY GAME!!”

Izumi Mitsuki: Yay! clap clap clap!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Nice to meet you all!

Inumaru Touma: Looking forward to it! 

Izumi Iori: Very well, "8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project."

Izumi Iori: Celebrating the formation of our limited time unit, it’s the "Ask this and that!?" edition.

Izumi Iori: Let's get started with the "PLAY GAME!!" version.

Izumi Mitsuki & Tsunashi Ryuunosuke & Inumaru Touma: Yaay!!

Izumi Iori: Since we are a newly formed unit, let's ask each other questions.

Izumi Iori: We've already received questions from the staff. May I introduce them?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Of course!

Izumi Iori: The question is, "Do you all get along well?"

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh! Let's all answer together!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Sure thing!

Inumaru Touma: This would be so awkward if one person answers differently.

Izumi Mitsuki: It's okay, don’t worry! I’m sure it’s gonna be fine!

Izumi Iori: Then, let me read the staff's question again, so everyone, please answer at the same time.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Okay.

Izumi Mitsuki: Got it!

Izumi Iori: "Do you all get along well?"

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We did!

Izumi Mitsuki: We get along!

Inumaru Touma: Yes!

Izumi Iori: Yes.

PLAY GAME!!: ...

Izumi Mitsuki: A-ha-ha! We all said the same thing but the way we answered was different!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: But it's good that our individualities are showing! We're close, but everyone has their own free will!

Izumi Iori: That's right.

Inumaru Touma: Phew! What a relief!

Izumi Mitsuki: Alright, let's continue like this!

Izumi Mitsuki: You know, that thing! The thing we came up with earlier!

Inumaru Touma: Let’s do it!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Then Touma-kun, do the countdown!

Inumaru Touma: Roger that!

Inumaru Touma: Here we go! 1, 2, 3...

Izumi Iori: That's counting up.

Inumaru Touma: Oh shit!! That's so embarrassing!!

Izumi Mitsuki: It's okay, don’t worry! You're doing fine!

Inumaru Touma: It’s 3, 2, 1!

Izumi Iori: Yes.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Calm down! Relax, relax!

Inumaru Touma: Phew... Let's start over...

Inumaru Touma: Here we go! 3, 2, 1...

PLAY GAME!!: PLAY GAME!!

PLAY GAME!!: Yaaaay!!!

Izumi Mitsuki: Alright, question time. Who wanna go first?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Um, then if no one else wants to, can I go first?

Izumi Mitsuki: Sure, go ahead!

Izumi Iori: I'm fine with that.

Inumaru Touma: Please go ahead!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Thanks! I've got a question I've been thinking about.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Considering our unit name, it’s about games, what are you guys’ favorite games?

Inumaru Touma: Oh, I see! Well, do you all play games a lot?

Izumi Mitsuki: I play from time to time!

Izumi Iori: I guess I play them sometimes, as well.

Inumaru Touma: I like them. I even played games of drama titles I was involved in.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah! That survival-like game! Are you good at them?

Inumaru Touma: Hmm, I'm average I guess?

Izumi Iori: Since Tsunashi-san asked, let's answer the question in order. What kind of games do I like…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: That’s right!

Izumi Iori: I often play puzzle games. On those smartphone apps and stuff like that…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Ohh! What kind?

Izumi Iori: Um... Well... *clears throat* I'll just preface by telling you this...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Whaaaat is it?

Izumi Iori: I focus on the puzzle mechanics, so please keep in mind that I find the design secondary to the game.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Got it.

Izumi Iori: Here’s the app.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Wow! It's so cute! Lots of cute animals with cute moves are falling down!

Izumi Iori: Is that so? I didn't really notice. Since the design is secondary to me.

Izumi Mitsuki: That comment seems really forced…

Izumi Iori: Ahem. When the baby rabbits combine, they become a parent bunny.

Izumi Iori: I was intrigued by the novelty of this system.

Inumaru Touma: It’s true! They really combined! That’s so cute!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Though I wonder if they can further combine?

Izumi Iori: When parent bunnies combine, they become grandparent bunnies, which are not as cute...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Not as cute?

Izumi Iori: Cuteness is secondary.

Inumaru Touma: Wouldn't the grandpas get a higher score though?

Izumi Iori: Scores are secondary.

Izumi Mitsuki: I-Iori.

Izumi Iori: Ah, no... Ahem. I prefer to combine them all at once and go for a super combo.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: All at once?

Izumi Iori: Yes. When you gather seven baby bunnies together... Please watch what happens.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Ah, they turned into a rainbow-colored bunny!

Inumaru Touma: It turned into a Super Bunny! And it's wearing a fancy helmet!

Izumi Iori: The helmet isn’t cute though. The baby bunnies are the cutest thing ever...

Izumi Mitsuki: T-thanks, Iori! You gave us a clear idea of the system and mechanics of this puzzle game!

Izumi Iori: Ahem. It’s nothing...

Izumi Mitsuki: My turn to answer! I like action and fighting games!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: My younger brother likes fighting games too! It's so hard to pull off those special moves though, right?

Izumi Mitsuki: That's right! That’s why it feels great when you pull them off!

Izumi Mitsuki: I also like rhythm games! It's super fun to play your favorite songs!

Inumaru Touma: I get it! I like aiming for a full combo!

Izumi Mitsuki: Exactly! It's fun when you vibe with the rhythm!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Rhythm games, huh. That sounds very much like you, Mitsuki-kun! What about you, Touma-kun?

Inumaru Touma: I like all kinds of games no matter the genre, really.

Izumi Mitsuki: We're the gaming generation, after all!

Inumaru Touma: That's right! Oh, but I’m not good at simulation games or stuff that requires a lot of thinking.

Inumaru Touma: I prefer playing games that let me move intuitively. Stuff like action or fighting games.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Thanks! You guys play quite a variety of games!

Izumi Mitsuki: What about you, Tsunashi-san? Do you pass the time by playing some?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I don’t play smartphone games all that much, I guess? I prefer the ones at the arcades. Racing games, crane games, etc.

Izumi Mitsuki: Crane games! I love those too!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: They’re fun, aren’t they? I always end up trying my best when I think I’m close to getting a prize!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: But the game Iori-kun was playing looks very relaxing. I might give it a try as well.

Izumi Iori: I highly recommend it.

Izumi Mitsuki: Guys, do you play... Ah, let's make this a question. Can I go next?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Why not?

Inumaru Touma: Go ahead!

Izumi Mitsuki: Alright! Then here I go!

Izumi Mitsuki: Do you guys play games with the other members?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke＆Inumaru Touma: Uhhh...

Izumi Iori: We do it quite often, don’t we?

Izumi Mitsuki: That’s right. I like playing with Tamaki and Nagi. Even Riku and the old man are generally into it.

Inumaru Touma: What kind of games do you play?

Izumi Mitsuki: Pretty much anything. Oh! We played a romance game the other day!

Izumi Iori: We sure did.

Inumaru Touma: Oh, you mean those where you’re romancing girls?

Izumi Mitsuki: Nope, we romanced boys.

Inumaru Touma: Why.

Izumi Mitsuki: We decided to study handsome guys together. It was pretty interesting.

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Izumi Iori: We struggled with flag management, though.

Inumaru Touma: You mean you couldn’t score a date?

Izumi Iori: No, the kingdom was engulfed in war and things turned south real quick...

Izumi Mitsuki: There was this guy who looked just like Nagi and everyone was trying to romance him.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Nagi-kun's quite popular, huh?

Inumaru Touma: So who was good at wooing him? Sougo seems gentle, did he do well?

Izumi Iori: Osaka-san often infuriated the characters he was pursuing.

Inumaru Touma: Is that so...

Izumi Mitsuki: He kept stepping on landmines, surprisingly. Who was the first to reach the ending again?

Izumi Iori: Wasn't it Nikaido-san?

Izumi Mitsuki: Right, right. He got really hooked and pulled an all-nighter.

Izumi Iori: Yotsuba-san and Nanase-san were also progressing together while squealing and cackling.

Izumi Mitsuki: They were like a couple of girlies.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Sounds interesting. Maybe we should give it a try for study purposes sometime.

Izumi Iori＆Izumi Mitsuki＆Inumaru Touma: With TRIGGER!?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Is that weird?

Izumi Iori: Why not just wooing Yaotome-san or Kujo-san directly?

Izumi Mitsuki: It’s probably the same thing anyways.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I-Is that so...?

Inumaru Touma: Just curious, but is Yaotome-san always like” that”?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: What do you mean like “that”?

Inumaru Touma: Like, he's just so... cool all the time. Or something like that.

Izumi Mitsuki: That's just how he is.

Izumi Iori: That's just how he is.

Inumaru Touma: I'm asking TRIGGER, not IDOLiSH7...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Gaku's always natural. Being natural makes him cool. It's amazing, right?

Inumaru Touma: That's crazy...

Izumi Iori: What about TRIGGER? Do you all play games together?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Yes we do. Well, we play a lot for shows and projects, but...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Oh! We played Sugoroku during New Year's.(1) 

Izumi Iori: That's very old-school.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: It came with a magazine I received. We played Sugoroku and did Fukuwarai (2).

Izumi Mitsuki: Technically they do count as games, right?

Izumi Iori: They’re still old-school though.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: It was fun! Every time someone made a weird face, we all burst into laughter.

Inumaru Touma: TRIGGER playing Fukuwarai and laughing together during New Year's... You really want to treasure that…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: That’s how I feel. How about you guys, Touma-kun ?

Inumaru Touma: Haru’s the one who plays games the most out of us...

Izumi Iori: Yes, he likes them doesn't he?

Inumaru Touma: When he gets hooked, he plays all the time. Sometimes he invites me, Mina, or Tora to join him...

Inumaru Touma: But since Mina and Tora hate losing, they keep beating him until Haru sulks.

Izumi Mitsuki: So Natsume and Mido are good at games.

Inumaru Touma: Those two are generally smart and quick learners, so they learn the tricks in a heartbeat.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah, I get it. Iori and Nagi are like that too.

Izumi Iori: Since game basics are mostly generic and rehashed, if you don't make mistakes, you win.

Inumaru Touma: Yeah, that's the impression I get. Mina and Tora are the types who don't make mistakes.

Izumi Mitsuki: What about you, Inumaru?

Inumaru Touma: Haru and I are the types who aim for a comeback with risky and flashy moves.

Izumi Iori: But it suits you to be that forward since you're the main vocalists.

Inumaru Touma: T-thank you very much.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Is Riku-kun also the type to aim for a comeback?

Izumi Iori: He's the type who doesn't aim for anything, but when he's in a pinch, he gets everyone involved, and then overcomes it.

Inumaru Touma: That's amazing, a true center.

Izumi Mitsuki: But Kujo's different, right?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Tenn is like a chess player, he calculates everything carefully then makes bold moves.

Izumi Iori: He’s not a center, he’s more like a Great historical General.

Inumaru Touma: Interesting. So the way you play shows your personality.

Izumi Mitsuki: Sports too! Oh that’s right, our unit was for a sports drink.

Izumi Iori: Sports and games are similar in that they both involve competing for a win or loss.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: TRIGGER is more into sports than games. We all like to move our bodies.

Inumaru Touma: So like, you go playing tennis or go to batting cages?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Yup. We also go bouldering.

Izumi Mitsuki: Don't you guys get recognized?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Sometimes we do, but everyone's so absorbed in their sports that they don't notice.

Izumi Iori: It's surprisingly easy to overlook.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: What about ŹOOḼ? You all seem to be good at sports aren’t you?

Inumaru Touma: Yeah... If it doesn’t involve teamwork…

Izumi Mitsuki: Haha! I see!

Inumaru Touma: Maybe we should try it out next time. Something we can do in teams of two.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Sounds good, why not? Something like tennis or ping-pong.

Izumi Iori: By all means. Let’s form a team of performers who don’t make mistakes and a main vocal team that takes risks.

Inumaru Touma: We’re definitely gonna lose...

Izumi Mitsuki: Got any questions, Inumaru?

Inumaru Touma: Oh, right. This has nothing to do with our unit but can I ask anyway?

Izumi Mitsuki: Sure, go ahead.

Inumaru Touma: I heard that both Izumi-san and Tsunashi-san are good cooks, could you recommend a fried rice recipe?

Izumi Mitsuki: Fried rice!?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Why fried rice specifically?

Inumaru Touma: I've gotten pretty good at making it lately! I was thinking of making it the next time my members come over to stay over.

Inumaru Touma: I think they’ll be happy if I surprise them with an IDOLiSH7 meal or TRIGGER meal.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I understand!

Izumi Mitsuki: Fried rice is nice. Do you remember that one, Iori? It’s kinda like dessert…

Izumi Iori: I do.

Izumi Mitsuki: Then I’ll go first! This one was seriously delicious!

Inumaru Touma: Ohhh, can’t wait to see what it is.

Izumi Mitsuki: Avocado mayonnaise fried rice.

Inumaru Touma: Mayonnaise!? For real...!?

Izumi Mitsuki: It's good, it’s real good! wasn't it, Iori?

Izumi Iori: Of course it was, since it’s nii-san’s fried rice.

Inumaru Touma: S‘That so... It's not sticky?

Izumi Iori: It is. So what?

Izumi Mitsuki: And that's what's good about it! You can also add shrimp or tuna.

Inumaru Touma: Avocado mayonnaise, huh... Got it. I'll try it sometime.

Izumi Mitsuki: It looks and tastes healthy, so I’m sure Natsume would like it.

Inumaru Touma: Mina tends to eat rather hearty stuff, actually. Like stamina kimchi steak fried rice.

Izumi Iori: He’s surprisingly similar to Yotsuba-san.

Izumi Mitsuki: They're teenagers after all.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I think I'd like the avocado mayonnaise fried rice. I'll try it with the others next time.

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh, I’m glad!

Inumaru Touma: What kinda fried rice do you recommend, Tsunashi-san?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I recommend Octopus Fried Rice.

Izumi Mitsuki: Octopus sounds delicious!

Inumaru Touma: That's a surefire one!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: It's seasoned just like peperoncino (3). If you have some shiso leaves, put them on top to make it even tastier 

Inumaru Touma: Sounds delicious~!

Izumi Mitsuki: Did you serve it to Yaotome and Kujo? They must have enjoyed it!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: They did!

Inumaru Touma: Lucky! I'm gettin’ hungry!

Izumi Mitsuki: Iori, what about dessert?

Izumi Iori: For dessert, I recommend the matcha pancakes nii-san made the other day.

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh, those!

Izumi Iori: They were fluffy and topped with red bean paste, chestnuts and whipped cream, and they were truly, unbelievably delicious.

Inumaru Touma: Sounds delicious...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Japanese-style pancakes sound delicious! I wanna try them too. Your sweets are always delicious, Mitsuki-kun.

Izumi Iori: Yes they are.

Izumi Mitsuki: Well then, I’ll let you know the next time I make them so please come and taste! Inumaru too!

Inumaru Touma: Seriously!? Hell yeah!

Izumi Iori: Good for you guys.

Izumi Mitsuki: Who are you glaring at…

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah, is it time for the last question?

Izumi Iori: Is it already the last one? I wouldn’t mind taking it more slowly.

Izumi Mitsuki: It's rare for you to say something like that.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: You were overjoyed to work with Mitsuki-kun, weren’t you?

Izumi Iori: Of course I was, but I also feel a sense of security from being surrounded by people with common sense…

Inumaru Touma: Yeah, we had no trouble here.

Izumi Mitsuki: We’re an easy group to get along with and we never run out of stuff to talk about.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We can chat forever!

Izumi Mitsuki＆Tsunashi Ryuunosuke＆Inumaru Touma: It's relaxing...

Izumi Iori: It sure is…

Izumi Mitsuki: What? For real?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: What’s up?

Izumi Mitsuki: Staff said that the other groups had to reshoot many times.

Inumaru Touma: Yeah, I heard something like that from Tora and Mina…

Izumi Iori: Scary... How could anyone need to do retakes on such a calm project?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: So it’s rare for things to go this smoothly?

Izumi Mitsuki: Yaay! This means we're compatible.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Right! I’m happy!

Izumi Iori: It's wonderfully peak peacefulness.

Inumaru Touma: Ahaha! Let's boast in front of them.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah, if we have time left, could you tell us your fried rice recommendation, Inumaru? I’m sure your fans wanna know about it, right?

Izumi Iori: As expected of you, nii-san... You're considerate to everyone’s fans.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ehehe! I used to be an idol fan myself!

Inumaru Touma: Well, thank you so much! I like putting in pepper and sansho.

Inumaru Touma: Shredded sansho fried rice or mapo tofu fried rice.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Sounds spicy and ŹOOḼ-like!

Inumaru Touma: Hehe... guess it does. I’m glad to hear that.

Inumaru Touma: Riku wanted some too, so I made egg and tomato fried rice the other day...

Izumi Iori: Huh?

Inumaru Touma: Huh?

Izumi Iori: You... made it for him? I mean, in what situation?

Inumaru Touma: A normal one? Like he came over to my place...

Izumi Iori: Huh!?

Inumaru Touma: I-Is that bad!?

Izumi Mitsuki: That guy, he really imposed on you! I'm sorry for bothering you when you're so busy...

Inumaru Touma: No no no! We just kinda bumped into each other, and since we both had free time, it just happened...

Izumi Iori: Ah...

Inumaru Touma: What?

Izumi Iori: Come to think of it, that guy might have mentioned something like that...

Izumi Mitsuki: Really?

Izumi Iori: Yes. Yesterday he came up to me and went "Guess who I met outta nowhere?" and...

Izumi Iori: It was busy with my morning routine, so I was only half-listening...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Mornings can be really hectic! I get missing out on some things.

Izumi Iori: Thank you for backing me up. I see...So that was about Inumaru-san.

Inumaru Touma: Ah, yeah… I’m… Sorry...

Izumi Mitsuki: No, no need to apologize!

Inumaru Touma: No, you know, I'm from ŹOOḼ, and I'm dark and edgy.

Inumaru Touma: Riku is so fluffy and cute, he’s like an angel, so I thought maybe... it wouldn't be good for us to hang out too much...

Izumi Mitsuki: It's like a friendship between people from a yankee school and a regular school.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Friendships have no boundaries though! I’m acquainted with a kid from a royal family and a composer, and they used to be on bad terms, but now they’re really good friends!

Inumaru Touma: Oh... those guys... I probably know who you’re talking about ... 

Izumi Mitsuki: Um, please don’t call him an acquaintance and say you’re friends, otherwise he might sulk later.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Oh, right! My prince friend and my composer friend used to be on bad terms but now they’re really good friends!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: And also my friends... No, rather than that, the center and the leader of my group used to be friends with...

Izumi Iori: Isn't …he kind of... revealing too much?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Anyway, with friendship, you can cross the borders! It's okay!

Inumaru Touma: Y-yeah... Thank you very much!

Izumi Mitsuki: That's right! Riku really likes Inumaru, I’m sure he was happy to be invited over to your house!

Inumaru Touma: You think so!? Well, then I'm happy too.

Izumi Iori: In that case, I'm happy too...

Inumaru Touma: W-what?

Izumi Mitsuki: Iori... We’re wrapping things up now...

Izumi Iori: No, I don't intend to expand on that or anything, but I think the reason you get along is because you can say such straightforward lines.

Izumi Iori: Normally it's not easy to say such things.

Inumaru Touma: You think so...?

Izumi Iori: Yes. I wouldn't be able to say it.

Inumaru Touma: It’s none of my business, but I think you should try being straightforward. Riku would be happy. He talks about you a lot.

Izumi Iori: About what?

Inumaru Touma: Well, you know, lots of things...

Izumi Iori: I think I get the gist. He says I’m un-cute or cheeky, right?

Inumaru Touma: He says it with love, you know!? You understand that, right!?

Izumi Iori: Don’t worry, I really don't mind. It happens all the time.

Inumaru Touma: W-well, okay then...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Being close enough to fight is a sign of good friendship! You and Riku-kun are totally like that!

Izumi Mitsuki: Yeah yeah! It puts a smile on my face!

Izumi Iori: Thank you very much. But to be honest it's a bit troubling...

Izumi Iori: Just when I finally got the reins back from a certain group's center...

Izumi Iori: I’ll personally have a problem if I have to hand them to another group’s leader…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: What do you mean by reins...?

Izumi Mitsuki: Stop talking about your control thing... It's too deep to delve into in a shuffle unit project...

Izumi Iori: ...Ha. Indeed...

Inumaru Touma: I don't really get it, but never mind!

Izumi Iori: I apologize... I might have been a little upset...

Inumaru Touma: It's fine, it's fine! Oh, right. I remembered something cute Riku mentioned about you!

Izumi Iori: What?

Inumaru Touma: That you're surprisingly a crybaby and a cutie...

Izumi Iori: Cut.

[PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT]

Izumi Mitsuki: Alright! Then, Iori! Last question please!

Izumi Iori: Here I go... I'm very reluctant to say goodbye, but let me ask the final question.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Go ahead!

Inumaru Touma: Thank you very much!

Izumi Iori: So, my final question is...If you were to make a game featuring your group, what kind of game do you think it would be?

Izumi Mitsuki: Huh!?

Inumaru Touma: Featuring us!?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: That's an interesting question! Since we're here, why don't you answer too, Iori-kun?

Izumi Iori: What, me?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Not for our units, but in Re:vale’s place.

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh! Sounds like a good idea!

Izumi Iori: Re:vale… I understand.

Izumi Mitsuki: IDOLiSH7 would be great for a flying shooting game!

Inumaru Touma: Oh!

Izumi Mitsuki: We’re all pilots flying a plane each, and when we succeed in a difficult level…

Izumi Mitsuki: Smoke comes out of the planes in the color of each member, creating rainbows in the sky!

Inumaru Touma: Ah! That sounds amazing!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: It's very IDOLiSH7-like!

Izumi Iori: That's an amazing idea, nii-san. Let's bring this project to life.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ehehe! What about you guys? What do you have?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I have an answer!

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh, Tsunashi-san!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: As I said before, the members of TRIGGER are good at sports…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: So how about a fitness game!

Izumi Mitsuki: TRIGGER’s fitness game! Sounds like a hit !!

Inumaru Touma: That’s definitely gonna give you motivation!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Doesn't it sound great!?

Izumi Iori: I like how that sounds. You could incorporate dance routines to match music videos.

Izumi Mitsuki: I want Kujo to give me dance lessons.

Inumaru Touma: If it ever comes out that game would sell like hot cakes!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Yay! Thank you!

Inumaru Touma: I feel like ŹOOḼ might not be suited for it, but...

Inumaru Touma: I want us to be in an RPG!

Izumi Mitsuki: That's a great idea! RPGs are the way to go when you wanna play a game!

Inumaru Touma: I want us to be heroes, wizards, thieves, monks, each with their roles, and go to defeat the Demon King.

Izumi Iori: Aren’t you more on the side of the Demon King?

Inumaru Touma: Now that you say it... So, maybe we are the Demon King and his minions defending the final dungeon?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: That sounds interesting too! It'd be like a dungeon defense battle!

Izumi Mitsuki: How about you play as both the hero and the Demon King? A white ŹOOḼ and a black ŹOOḼ.

Inumaru Touma: I like that! I’d love to be able to enjoy playing both sides!

Inumaru Touma: What about Re:vale? Have you thought about what kind of game they'd appear in?

Izumi Iori: Hmm...

Izumi Iori: An action game where Momo-san is the protagonist and Yuki-san is his good luck charm.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: He powers up the moment he obtains him!

Izumi Mitsuki: Haha! That sounds great! Momo-san and Yuki-san would love it!

Inumaru Touma: I can imagine Momo-san as the protagonist of an action game.

Izumi Iori: Exactly. But I'm not sure how to make Yuki-san an active role in an action game.

Izumi Mitsuki: Good luck charm is a good idea! Ah, that was fun!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I'll download the game you recommended and try it out.

Izumi Iori: Oh, please do...

Inumaru Touma: I'll give it a try as well. Does Haru play this game too?

Izumi Iori: I don't think he does. Isumi-san is too impatient and quick-tempered to play puzzle games.

Inumaru Touma: Ahaha, or so I’ve been told. Puzzles seem like something Tora would enjoy more.

Izumi Mitsuki: Good for you, Iori. You made some friends.

Izumi Iori: Thank you very much.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I’ll invite Gaku and Tenn as well. Is this "Iorin" you, Iori-kun?

Izumi Iori: Ah, wait...that name...

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Oh! Sorry about that!

Izumi Iori: It's okay. I'll change it.

Inumaru Touma: "Iorin" sounds cute.

Izumi Iori: Ugh...

Inumaru Touma: You don't have to sound so annoyed...

Izumi Iori: I just had to think of a random, temporary name and was forced to use it. I don’t refer to myself as Iorin…

Izumi Mitsuki: It's cute, though. I'll register as "Mikki" too.

Izumi Iori: Um, about the name...

Izumi Mitsuki: Right, don’t fret! We'll edit this part later...

Inumaru Touma: Oh, please install this app too. Let's play it together sometime!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Which one? …Ah, the drama one!

Inumaru Touma: Yeah! It's available on smartphone now.

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh, let's play it! Let’s play against each other!

Izumi Iori: I'll protect you, nii-san.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Looks challenging! Let's do our best to learn it!

Inumaru Touma: Yeah! Ah, we got sidetracked.

Izumi Mitsuki: Well then, that’s all we have for today!

Izumi Mitsuki: "8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project"!

Izumi Mitsuki: Celebrating the formation of our limited time unit, it’s the "Ask this and that!?" edition!

PLAY GAME!! : Please Drink! “PLAY GAME!!”

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Izumi Mitsuki: Hey everyone! Are you excited?

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Izumi Mitsuki: Welcome to PLAY GAME!!’s live performance! I’m Izumi Mitsuki!

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Inumaru Touma: I’m PLAY GAME!!’s Inumaru Touma! Let’s go flying tonight…!!

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I’m PLAY GAME!!’s Tsunashi Ryuunosuke! Enjoy the show till the last moment, everyone!

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Izumi Iori: I am PLAY GAME!!’s Izumi Iori. Let’s start the best game ever.

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Izumi Mitsuki: Thank you for participating in the "Four Thanks Project" campaign!

Izumi Iori: Thank you to the 1,000 winners of the lottery!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: With all of you special people here!

Inumaru Touma: Let's hit it hard with the “Miracle Limited-Time 4 Unit Thanks Live”!

Audience: Kyaaaa!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Alright, here we go! We’re gonna perform our unit song that also serves as the commercial song for "PLAY GAME!!"!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: One, two...!

PLAY GAME!!: "Good Good Games"!

[End.]

1- Sugoroku: A Japanese table-top race game (a board game played with dice in which the object is to reach the end of a track)

2- Fukuwarai: A popular Japanese New year's game. Similar to pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, the objective of the game is for a blindfolded player to place cut-outs of eyes, nose, and mouth on an outline of a face. We see IDOLiSH7 play it in the 2024 New years UR.

3- Peperoncino: Spaghetti with Garlic, Olive Oil, and Red Chili Pepper

[hope-less-daydreams]

//ooc:

Hello!!! I am @localtoaststealer , and this is a RP blog for hope(less) daydreams, one of the shuffle units of my AU, Project SEKAI: Monochrome Stage!

Rules are the basic rules for every pjsk RP blog. Also Mizuki will be reffered with she/they, so boyzuki believers DNI.

And now you may be wondering, what changed in this AU..? Well let me tell you! Starting up with our unit leader:

Otori Emu: What changed?

Appearance-wise: Hair got lighter and wavier, skin got darker (i hc Emu as being mixed (brazilian-japanese))

Personality-wise: Emu is a bit less energetic, and more calm. (AKA not so wonderhoi)

Story-wise: Emu couldn't save the Wonder Stage in time, leaving her completely devastated. Now, to make sure nobody ever goes through what she went through, she tries helping the others of hope(less) daydreams to find their own.

Character tag: #🍬the dreamcatcher

Shinonome Ena: What changed?

Appearance-wise: Ena does not wear a braid like her canon version does. She also wears a small ponytail.

Personality-wise: She is much more "angrier", and tends to lash out more often at more people.

Story-wise: Ena completely "gave up" on art due to her throwing all her supplies away out of rage, that until she found Emu. After realizing that she could be herself and do what she truly loved, she came back to her roots.

Character tag: #🎨 the dreamkeeper

Kamishiro Rui: What changed?

Appearance-wise: one of his blue streaks has disappeared, while the other streak has even more blue.

Personality-wise: Rui is much more pessimistic, often distancing himself from others.

Story-wise: Rui cut ties with everyone he knew (including Nene, and that's a major plot point for the unit she's in!!), until Emu got him to his senses, and thus, Rui joined hope(less) daydreams.

Psst, Emurui is canon in this AU!

Character tag: #🎈the dreamweaver

Hinomori Shiho: What changed? (I ended up getting lazy for her TwT)

Appearance-wise: Almost nothing, aside from her hair being a bit longer.

Personality-wise: Shiho is more cold and even a bit apathetic. (Main story Shiho core 💜)

Story-wise: I legimately don't know (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠) I couldn't think of anything, but think of Main story Shiho but no L/n

Character tag: #🍜the dreamseeker

[that-struggling-writer-lh]

A Flower For Every Secret Ch. 3 - Basket Flowers

Buckle up my friends because I was giggling and kicking my feet writing this.

WORD COUNT : 1885

WARNINGS: Extreme fluff, mutual pining. MINORS DNI. These guys are sickly in love I can feel it in my bones.

Pair the dancing scene with the song J's Lullaby by Delaney Bailey. ALL THE FEELS.

“You going to Colleen’s wedding tomorrow?” a voice piped from behind the glass window.

“Good morning to you, too. I’m not sure. I feel like it was a tentative invite because I’ve only been here like a month.” I looked up at Agent Carrillo through my lashes, phone on hold between my neck and ear. 

Joel hadn’t been home hardly all week. His truck always leaving at dawn and not back until late, Sarah begrudgingly following close behind him. Both of their clothes had been covered in sawdust several of those days.

He hadn’t acknowledged me much since the dinner he had invited me to, the only conversation being passing hello, how was your day? He didn’t have time to play in the streets with the neighborhood kids, much to the dismay of many parents who had to pay extra attention without Joel keeping watch of the street. He had mentioned a big job in the city, renovating an old shop front into a high-end bakery.

“Still nice to get to know people better, you’re kind of in your own world over here.” he shrugged, leaning past the barrier to peek at my desk space.

I covered the note I was writing, waiting to get it sent out to a patrol unit. A welfare check on an elderly woman, I hung up the line when I was confident my message went through, and sighed. “I don’t have a date. So I won’t know anyone, and I’ll be alone. You have a wife, Carrillo. You have a buffer.”

He seemed to consider, “Find one. I mean this in the most platonic way. You’re pretty. Someone would want to go with you, even if it’s some shitty blind date.”

I chewed the end of my pen gently, the only person that came to mind being the neighbor I’d been pining over for the last week, “I think there’s someone I can ask.”

Joel’s truck was surprisingly in the driveway when I pulled into the cul-de-sac, Sarah in the front yard with one of her friends, laying in the grass with a neatly folded fortune teller. They played the game with smiles on their faces, even from across the street I could hear the flip, flop, flap of the paper with the swish of their hands.

I tentatively walked across the street, “Hey, Sarah. Your dad home?” I questioned.

“In his office, just walk inside and let him know I said it's okay.” She looked away from me and smiled at her friend again, “Pick a number one through four.”

“Joel?” I called into the silent house, “Joel, it’s me, Sarah said to come in. I have to ask you something.”

A shuffling noise and a door opening came from down the hallway and Joel appeared, phone pressed to his ear, he motioned for me to follow, using his spare hand to silently shush me, “Again, it’s not possible with the current price of lumber, tools and extras. I gotta pay my guys, I gotta feed my kid. I’d love to continue offering the labor rate I had five years ago when I previously did work at your home, but I am a small business.” he was rolling his eyes, rolling up his long sleeved shirt to his elbows.

I watched him as he sat at an l-shaped desk, stuffed into a corner of the small room, a window directly in front of his chair. A few photos of him and Sarah framed, dusted. A tiny cactus potted, and neat stacks of binders with printed labels. Money In, Money Out, Project Portfolio, Current Client List and Job Sites, Employee Records/Handbook.

He pinched his brow, exhaling slowly so as not to let the person on the other end hear his frustration, “I offer very competitive rates, you won’t find someone cheaper than me right now, I don’t think. I’ve held off on raising prices again… I understand your frustration, times are changing for everyone. Yes, just let me know. I’d love to be of help to you, have a great weekend Bob.” he put the phone into its cradle and groaned aloud, “Sorry, Sweetheart.” he drawled as he spun on squeaky wheels to face me.

“Sarah let me in, I wanted to ask something pretty big of you this weekend. I understand if it's a no, I just have nobody else I’d like to ask.”

He pressed his elbow into the desk, resting his chin in his palm, “I’m all ears.” 

“There’s this… Thing.” I started, looking up at the ceiling.

He waited for me to continue, “Gosh, I’m nervous.” I huffed a laugh.

“Don’t be nervous, just ask.” he had started grinning at this point.

“The chief’s secretary is getting married tomorrow. I was a last minute invite, I wasn’t planning on going, but was given the option of taking a plus one and-” I froze, trying not to stammer over my words, “I was hoping that maybe you’d like to come. With me. As a favor. It doesn't have to be like…” I trailed off.

His ears turned a soft shade of pink and he looked out the window, now to the side of him, “Let me make a call.” he turned back to the phone and in moments, “Maria.” a pause, entirely too long as he stared directly in my eyes with the phone to his ear. I began wringing my hands together in anticipation. My heart thrumming wildly in my throat, “Nothing serious, just a favor.” he started, “I have uh… A date tomorrow… Need someone to feed Sarah dinner, make sure she’s okay.” he was chewing his lower lip nervously, that eye contact still unbreaking, “Of course,” he was grinning now, the pink in his ears flushing through his cheeks, “I really appreciate you guys. Thank you.”

The phone clicked back into its home on the desk, and Joel stood from his chair, “It’s a date.”

Joel promised to wear his best. Based on what I’d seen I’d hoped it was a little more than a blazer and nice pants. But he could show up in anything and I’d be happy just to hear his laugh again.

I wasn’t sure exactly what to label my feelings for my neighbor as, other than when I look at him it feels like the breath has been taken from my lungs for a moment. I spent all evening laying everything out, he promised to pick me up by three p.m for the four o’clock ceremony in the gardens of the event center. The reception would follow in a large barn. From what I had heard, Colleen’s family spared no expense. I opted to wear a lilac, solid colored dress that ended at my ankles, off shoulder sleeves and tulle underneath the skirts to plump up the whole thing, paired with silver heels. My hair in a french twist with pieces left out to frame my face, my makeup bright, blushy and glossy.

The knock at the door as I put an extra coat of lipgloss on and stuffed touchup stuff into my clutch almost sent me into a panic. I rushed to answer the door, careful not to trip over myself before opening the door. I was not prepared to see him look so- 

“Wow.” we said in unison, wide-eyed.

“You look-” we both started, 

“Handsome.”

“Perfect”

Joel really pulled it off. Hair neatly parted and slicked, facial hair trimmed. He sported a full tux, perfectly tailored. He offered me his arm and I graciously accepted, the cul-de-sac was bustling with life, but it was as if he was the only one there with me. Drowning out everything else in a haze of warm, woodsy cologne and perfect smiles. The warmth made each vein in his large, rough hand rise. It was nearly impossible to keep my eyes trained on any single spot of him. He cleaned up good.

He led me to his truck, opening the door and helping me up.

The ride was near silent, only the radio covering the thrumming of my chest. The nerves electrifying my every fiber.

He kept his hands off of me through the entirety of the ceremony, though our eyes often drifted to each other through the vows. The soft music.

The reception was dimly lit, candles gracing every surface they made sense on, baskets overflowing with blooms of every shade to mark doorways, placed on tables as centerpieces, a chandelier of candles with wildflower blooms laced in every spare beam. 

Joel was seated firmly beside me at a table full of strangers. Eventually his hand found a spot to rest on top of mine, our fingers tentatively lacing together. Both of us obviously nervous. It was different than last week on the walk back to my house from his. I was keenly aware of his every movement, the feeling of his skin. The flush of my face, and each beat of my hammering heart.

Eventually I heard the slow, soft guitar and words sung so softly it was like a private prayer.

Darling I’d wait for you

Even if you didn’t ask me to.

Tie a lasso around the moon

And bring it on down to you.

His eyes found mine again and he rose from his seat, keeping our fingers laced together, glancing around at the other couples slowly moving along to the beat, “Normally I’d say I have two left feet… But this time… Dance with me?”

It took a moment for the words to leave after the nod of confirmation, “Of course.” I whispered as he took me toward the middle of the room. One hand pressed into my lower back, bringing our waists together, his other holding mine so delicately I was sure I must be dreaming. The candlelight illuminated his face in a golden haze. Surely things like this are only in fairytales

Cause, Baby, when your arms are around me.

I’d swear that I’m holding the sun.

“Joel,” I started, “Thank you - for coming with me.” his eyes were so warm I could have melted in them.

“There isn’t a way I’d have missed something like this.” he squeezed his hand at my back, bunching up tulle and soft fabric.

You could have the stars and the trees.

When dividing up the universe.

My breath hitched as words failed me entirely; and my hand, pressed firmly onto his shoulder, loosened, slipping further up and around to the back of his neck, burying in the soft hair at his nape.

His brows furrowed, almost a question. Almost a hope. We studied each other as everything else fell around us. Deeper and deeper. Until all that remained on the crowded dance floor was Joel. Me. And the words of a lullaby.

Darling, I wish that you

Could give me some more time.

To herd the whole sky in my arms,

And release it when you’re mine.

At the same moment he leaned in, so did I. It was hardly even a kiss. More like a tentative brush, testing the waters before making a full swan dive in deep water. He pulled away only to look at me again for confirmation. I nodded and he sealed his lips to mine.

I’d put the beach in your backyard

In hopes to be enough for you to stay.

YOU GUYS PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW YOU'RE LIKING THIS. If you're enjoying PLEASE comment that you'd like me to continue!

[absolutelylosingmymindrn]

loid forger is eepy. he is sneepy

Hello everyone I'm back ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶ and i wrote a fanfic after over a year (if not more)! Please enjoy <(￣︶￣)> comments + rbs appreciated

Full fic under the cut!

Word Count: 1746

Twilight was tired. He was really, really tired.

Despite his mind screaming at his body to act normal, it was as if every fiber of his being had united against him in pursuit of a singular goal: to shut down completely out of sheer exhaustion. This is how Twilight soon found himself collapsed onto the ground, like he was a marionette that had its strings cut.

Or: Twilight almost passes out on the street and is saved by Yor, not without some shenanigans (and a lot of overthinking on Twilight's part) happening along the way.

Twilight was tired. He was really, really tired. 

Handler had just sent him on what she called an “easy task”. He should’ve known better than to trust her definition of “easy”, however, as she had practically thrown him into a den of wolves just to gather a scrap of information. It was nothing he hadn’t done before, of course, but that didn't mean it wasn’t incredibly physically demanding. He had had to sprint and fight nonstop all in an effort to not get injured to a point where even his excuse of ‘dealing with rowdy patients’ wouldn’t work on Yor and Anya (he really didn’t want to worry them. Only because it would be bad for the mission, of course. He needed to make sure they were happy...for the mission). 

He walked down the street, his feet dragging against the rough pavement and his arms swinging loosely by his sides. He breathed deeply, but even that felt like a herculean effort, the little amount of energy he had left quickly burning away.

I shouldn’t even be this tired , he thought to himself as he shuffled across the road. I’ve survived much worse and come out unscathed. Come on, Twilight, pull yourself together! Despite his mind screaming at his body to act normal, it was as if every fiber of his being had united against him in pursuit of a singular goal: to shut down completely out of sheer exhaustion. 

This is how Twilight soon found himself collapsed onto the ground, face crushed against gritty rock and limbs sprawled in all directions. He tried in vain to scrape together any energy he could find still clinging to his body in order to try to stand back up and for god's sake act normal , but it was like he was a marionette that had its strings cut. 

I need to get up, he grumbled to himself in his head, speaking being too much of an effort, what with his mouth being pressed right against the ground. I need to get up, otherwise people will notice me on the ground and report me for suspicious behavior and then it’ll be all over for Operation Strix, no, my whole career! Get up! Now! And yet Twilight’s body continued to betray him and he remained slumped on the roadside. 

Suddenly, a familiar set of shiny black flats came rushing to his side, and a sweet voice cried out to him, “Loid! Loid, are you okay?!” Twilight just barely managed to shift his head up enough to get a glimpse at the owner of the voice: Yor. She leaned over him, her eyes wide with worry. She was still wearing her office uniform and Twilight deliriously took note of how disheveled her deep black hair was ( she must have run over to me...how nice of her ) and how she still managed to look quite nice despite it. Twilight was vaguely aware of Yor checking his pulse in several different locations, asking him what happened and borderline begging him to stay with her. I’m not dying, Yor. I’ll be fine, I’m just tired, was what he tried to tell her but he only managed to mumble incoherently. As his eyelids almost drew close, he saw out of his thin line of vision Yor panic even more then nod to herself resolutely...

before picking him up bridal-style and absolutely booking it. 

Twilight’s eyes snapped open, and he clung to Yor’s work uniform in shock of what had just happened and in fear of getting thrown out of her arms. While he took a note in the back of his mind of how strong Yor had to be to be able to pick him up as if he weighed absolutely nothing (and he took another, much smaller, note about how that was very attractive to him. Only because having her strength at his side would make her a powerful asset to his mission. That was all), he mainly concentrated on trying to get a bearing of his rapidly changing surroundings. First they were in the shopping district he was slugging around in, then at the park, then past the park and then racing through a busy, car-lined street (how Yor managed to dodge all of those cars at the speed she was going Twilight couldn’t understand) Twilight recognized to be the way to the hospital. 

“YOR!” Twilight yelled, trying to quickly get Yor’s attention. It worked immediately, and she stopped in her tracks, skidding a bit down the road from the sudden change in speed. She looked down at him as he laid in her arms and her eyes lit up upon seeing him looking back at her. 

“Loid, you’re awake!” She grinned, and Twilight could’ve sworn he went blind from how bright her smile was. “Thank goodness! I was about to bring you to the hospital-” 

“Yes, I know. But I’m fine, Yor.” Twilight held up a hand to interrupt her and tried to give her the most convincing I-Was-Totally-Not-About-To-Pass-Out-Before-You-Found-Me smile he could give. “Really.”

“Are you sure?” Yor’s face switched from happiness at him, at the very least, being alive to worry once again (and if Twilight’s heart dropped at seeing her lips twist into a frown and her eyebrows knit together and her eyes shining with concern, then that’s just another thing he doesn’t need to think about right now). “You didn’t seem well earlier. Are you really sure you don’t need to go to the hospital?” She adjusted her grip on Twilight, lifting him upwards so she could get a better look at him. Her eyes scanned his face, making sure he wasn’t about to pass out on her. 

“I’m sure, I promise.” Twilight gave her a hopefully reassuring grin before looking around the two of them. Every car around the two of them was honking incessantly at them to get them to get out of the road, and Twilight cringed at the noise. This is it. Twilight was internally screaming at himself for letting them get in the way of traffic for so long (no good spy would let themselves be in such a revealing spot for that long of a period of time), and especially for not speaking up sooner. This is what gets us both reported. Especially now that there’s an SSS officer present. Twilight shifts his head inconspicuously in the direction of the officer’s car. That man in that British Ginetta 2 cars to the left of us. I recognize him from the files Handler showed me. He’s been eyeing us this whole time and he’s no doubt going to remember both of our faces, if not track us both down once we leave the vicinity. Twilight’s mind began running a mile a minute, going through every possible outcome of every single scenario he could think of. I have to move us both out of here quickly, but in a way he won’t be able to see us leave. I just need to- his train of thought was cut short by Yor suddenly shrieking as she threw him away from her, hurtling him into the air. 

While Twilight was busy ruminating about their situation, Yor was equally deep in her own thoughts. What happened? She questioned him in her mind, tilting her head down to examine him even closer. Is he injured? It’s not like this is the first time he’s come home hurt or tired, he does work with uncooperative patients after all but...he’s never gotten like this. Yor pouted a bit while she thought, her eyes running up and down Loid’s body in search of injury, and she looked closely at his eyes for any sign of them dropping closed again. I never noticed just how blue his eyes were until now...wait. It suddenly dawned on Yor just how close Loid’s face was to hers and just how tightly she was gripping onto his body and him to hers. Her face rapidly turned as red as her eyes and she screamed as she thrusted Loid into the air. 

And that is how Twilight escaped being reported by the SSS officer. As he flew through the air, he saw out of the corner of his eye Yor was sprinting after him with her arms outstretched, ready to catch him. What...the hell just happened. He thought to himself as he rapidly crashed down back to the ground and right into Yor’s waiting arms. 

“I’m so so so sorry! I, you see, I took disc-throwing lessons when I was a child and- and-” Yor rapid fire sputtered out apologies while she cradled Loid in her arms. He blinked at her in shock, then burst out laughing, cutting her rush of words short. 

“It’s okay, Yor. Thank you very much for catching me.” He smiled up at her, genuinely this time, and she smiled softly back. “Now I really think we should go home. It’s almost dinner time, and Anya is waiting for us.” He could imagine her at that moment, pouting while standing in front of the door, ready to guilt Yor and Loid for coming home so incredibly late and letting her half starve to death (they would only be half an hour late at most, and Anya had plenty of snacks to tide her over) with Bond at her side. “Also, I think I feel well enough to walk, so...” he trailed off and watched Yor’s cheeks dust with red in embarrassment. 

“O-oh! Yes, sorry.” Yor gently set Loid onto his feet and he quickly thanked her. “And yes, let’s! Anya must be worried about us.” She began to walk in the direction of their home and Loid joined her, the two of them walking in step. They talked about small things, Loid asking Yor about her day and Yor asking Loid about what had happened to him (he told her he’d just had a rough day at work, which was not entirely a lie), then they moved onto other things like what was for dinner and where to take Anya in the weekend. As they walked, Twilight, without thinking about it, smiled while gazing softly at Yor while she talked and Yor, upon noticing, shyly smiling back. 

Even though his new family may just be crafted for Operation Strix and the amount of days left where he and Yor could peacefully walk side by side were unknown, nevertheless Twilight found  himself thinking that he could happily get used to this.

[weirdestbooks]

Hawaiian Propaganda (Wattpad | Ao3)

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Hawaii's interview was written with the help of @aloha-from-angel

Propaganda Poster created in March 1942

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[Image Description: At the top of the image are the words “Remember Pearl Harbor…Work~Fight~Sacrifice!!” and at the bottom of the image are the words “We’ll remember—and by God, you won’t forget!!” The image shows the top part of a globe, without any type of geography, with an image of Hawaiʻi lying down on top of the globe. She is noticeably drawn as white, and there is a large knife in her back. Clutching the glove is a racist caricature of a Japanese soldier. The soldier is very monkey-like in appearance. The right hand of the Japanese soldier is dripping blood and being pulled away from Hawaiʻi by Uncle Sam’s hand. The arm of Uncle Sam is labeled as “130,000,000 United Americans.”]

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Recording of an interview of Hawaiʻi, 9 September 2022. Interviewed by Mahinanuioalii “Mahina” Wakabayashi of the Countryhumans Research Archival Project. Transcribed by Angel Canesta.

[Start Recording]

[Shuffling of Papers]

Interviewer: September 9th, 2022. Interview with the State of Hawaiʻi about the role of Propaganda in the Second World War. Hello Miss Hawaiʻi, my name is Mahina Wakabayashi. It is an honor and a pleasure to be able to meet you face to face.

State of Hawaiʻi: It’s very nice to meet you, too. Wakabayashi. That’s a nice last name. You related to Charlie Boy?

Interviewer: No, Ma’am.

Hawaiʻi: Shame, he’s a good boy. [Long pause.] So what, I don’t get Miss Corbelha to question me about this? I thought Sera would be the questioner, she’d like this kind of information for her editing of that biography she’s making. Anyways, what was the topic again?

Interviewer: She wished to, but unfortunately, Sera’s schedule didn’t allow it. And we are speaking about propaganda during the Second World War, Miss Hawaiʻi.

Hawaiʻi: Right. Oh, f*ck, I was in quite a few of those films and posters, wasn’t I? Don’t remember all of them. Those years were very blurry for me, with the martial law and all fogging up my brain. 

Interviewer: How exactly did martial law affect you? We know very little from first-hand sources what something on that level of almost mind control to be. What was that like?

Hawaiʻi: Sort of like a dream. You vaguely know something’s wrong, but you don’t question it. You watch, and you don’t speak back, and you say, “Yes, Sir, yes, I will let you take photos of me in clothing no man nor woman in the war effort would ever wear.” Those stupid little skirts were the bane of my existence.

Interviewer: I completely understand. And what was it like being “woken up”?

Hawaiʻi: Am I allowed to be blunt on this thing? It was a nightmare to finally have your mind cleared enough to think about just how fu—I mean, messed up it all was, and then you see all these posters, all these propaganda pieces are putting back years of work to be respected. Though I suppose it was never a matter of respect at all. 

[Insert Bullshit Here]

Interviewer: Were you aware of what sort of propaganda was being made, and did you have any say into what was created using your image?

Hawaiʻi: Kuʻuipo, most of it I wasn't aware of at all. They took my likeness and ran with it because they were allowed to do so during a time when I couldn’t say no to anything. It was patriotic to want to protect the poor little territory woman, and it was patriotic for me to be the face of that. Though, I think the one recurring piece that surprised me the most was all the Avenge Pearl Harbor posters that used the same illustration of me sobbing into my hands. Never knew who drew that.

Interviewer: I have seen some of those pamphlets and posters. 

Hawaiʻi: It was to pull on the heartstrings. Make you sympathetic. And by God, it worked. Of course, there were a few that depicted me as strong and capable, mostly used in the islands themselves. 

Interviewer: It sounds like something you really would have hated.

Hawaiʻi: It was. Being completely honest, I would have much rather been on the battlefront in the Philippines. I’d rather have been one of the ones taking them back. Though, Lika was right in benching me, because he knew I’d be reckless. I would have done something stupid. 

Interviewer: But it would have been more respectful to you as the territory than what you did do during the War, wouldn’t it?

Hawaiʻi: In some ways, it would have been. But the homefront needed people. Where would those recaptured territories have gone if not to me? Where would the Polynesian Outliers have gone? Most of the other states or territories available wouldn’t have known what to make of them. Of course, I can whine about being a propaganda piece or someone to pose and take pictures with or someone in the dance halls, but in the end, I was a part of the war effort. No matter how humiliating it is.

Interviewer: That sounds like it. 

Hawaiʻi: It was. Let’s talk about something different. Something relating to the topic. Oh, I had mentioned about the dance halls, didn’t I?

Interviewer: Yes, you did. I don’t understand how that is rela—[Cut off by Hawaiʻi]

Hawaiʻi: Don’t underestimate live people as propaganda. I loved dancing, even the more American dances, especially after the 20s and leading up to the Second World War. I’m rusty on the foxtrot and jitterbug and such. One of the few good things during the war were the dance halls. Oh, lots of haole men there, but there were quite a few cute wāhine as well. I remember learning the men’s side of the dances in hopes there would be less men than women one day and I’d get to play the other side for a moment.

Interviewer: I…

Hawaiʻi: Oh, there was a girl there, around ‘35. She looked a bit like you. Didn’t end up as anything. And then there was Rachel, Rachel was there a lot during the war times. All young girls, a lot of them ended up as Navy wives. Or Navy mistresses. Oh, I could tell you a story from the War about how my friend became the breaking point for a Naval Officer’s messy divorce with his wife in New York.  

Interviewer: While I would love to hear about this, I do think we need to stay on topic. 

Hawaiʻi: Your loss. I’ll tell Sera about it at our next Zoom meeting.

Interviewer: Right. Was the fact that you are—and were—noticeably a Person of Colour during this time affect the propaganda in any way?

Hawaiʻi: Somewhat, depending on what was being portrayed. In more patriotic illustrations to spur the public into the home effort, because “Hawaiʻi is putting her all and so should you!” my eyes were widened, and my lips thinned. My hair was straightened at times, but some liked my wild curls better.

Interviewer: So you were whitewashed for a mainland audience.

Hawaiʻi: Yes, though mostly to get rid of more “Asiatic” characteristics. The Japanese were our enemies during the war, so I couldn’t look Japanese. A third of my population was Japanese. How could I not look like the enemy while still looking like me? And so they needed me to look the part. I still remember the blonde phase.

Interviewer: The what?

Hawaiʻi: I thank God that most of those films are considered lost media in this day and age. There’s around, oh, I don’t know, maybe twenty old films of me with my bleached hair.

Interviewer: Well, out of those twenty or so, there are few propaganda videos available to the public in archives and sites such as YouTube. What was it like to be involved in the making of those films?

Hawaiʻi: I wasn’t exactly a willing actor. At the beginning of the war, a few months after martial law started, I was “suggested” by the military government to work with a propaganda film crew. I was “suggested” to get my hair bleached and “suggested” to allow myself to be used as a face for the home to return to.

Interviewer: I don’t think I can imagine you with blonde hair, Miss Hawaiʻi.

Hawaiʻi: Well, it’s a piece of trivia I don’t tell many people. My face never did look quite right to me after the war, more so than usual. It scared me to see what I’d be like if I was white-passing or even just not as dominantly Asian as I am. My hair was damaged for a long while after. It took me years to get it to look somewhat normal.

Interviewer: That is horrible.

Hawaiʻi: It was. Oh well, what can you do when you’re unable to say no?

Interviewer: The immediate aftermath of the Second World War was an ongoing struggle to become a state. Do you think that any of this propaganda from the war furthered or hindered your efforts?

Hawaiʻi: I don't really know. I think the “Hulahula Girl” craze of the 50s and 60s wasn’t helped by how I was portrayed to the soldiers who were stationed here, and worst off, the Navy. If you know me at all, you know that my history with the United States Navy was less than pleasant for most of my time as an American.

Interviewer: So I have heard. Was the Navy involved at all in the propaganda you were in?

Hawaiʻi: Not that I remember. They could have. They wouldn’t have told me, anyway. I remember there was this one man who was in nearly all the films I was in, sometimes as a lead, sometimes not. He was in the Navy at one point or another, I think. Charles something. He was… He was kind to me during it all. 

Interviewer: That must have been a patch of light for you.

Hawaiʻi: He was kind to me because he thought I was weak because I am a woman. But kindness is kindness, all the same, I suppose. I wonder what became of him. I wonder if he was real.

Interviewer: If he was real? But you remember him; he should have existed, right?

Hawaiʻi: Remember how I said the martial law era was foggy to me? Nothing is exactly concrete, and I have been assured some of the things I remembered didn’t happen. I do hope he was real.

Interviewer: If you would like, after the interview, I can request some of the films we collected for the archive, and we’ll see if we can find and identify him. It would be good to know the identities of the people within the films.

Hawaiʻi: [Her voice softens] That would be lovely. Thank you, Kuuipo.

Interviewer: It’s nothing, Miss Hawaiʻi, don’t worry. What sorts of films were you in?

Hawaiʻi: I’m not someone who’s very knowledgeable about types of films, but I know there was at least one full-length movie, several shorts, and a few… Aue, you know, da kine?

Interviewer: PSAs? Public Service Announcements?

Hawaiʻi: Exactly what I was thinking about. Propaganda was easy to make. I was restricted to background roles for many, and I am happy for that. I am not an actress and never have been one. 

Interviewer: Do you think any of the propaganda was effective?

Hawaiʻi: Of course it was. But we would have made it anyway. [Her voice fills with contempt.] Anything to rally the troops to beat Japan. Anything to bring her to her knees and regret touching the perfect little territory woman. Anything to make soldiers care about a territory that was partially the exact race they hated so much.

Interviewer: Your relationship with the Empire of Japan, it was— [question cut off by Hawaiʻi]

Hawaiʻi: My relationship with that is for another time. When I’m not sober enough to shut you down. Propaganda, right? Any more questions on that?

Interviewer: Sorry for my intrusion, Miss Hawaiʻi. 

Hawaiʻi: It’s nothing. Just… What else do you want to know?

Interviewer: That’s about it, about propaganda. Thank you so much for your participation, Miss Hawaiʻi.

Hawaiʻi: It was my pleasure, Kuuipo. Aloha nui loa. I hope this interview gave you the information you seek. So, do I hit this button?

Interviewer: Oh, I can do it. Don’t worry about it.

[Shuffling]

[Click]

[End Recording]

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Propaganda video starring Hawaiʻi believed to have been made in late 1942. Transcribed by Carmen Nielson.

[Video opens up to a blonde Hawaiʻi sitting at a desk, smiling. It is not a smile that looks fake, but still one that looks wrong.]

Hawaiʻi [Accent is more typical of a Standard American Accent]: Hello, my fellow Americans. While the young boys of the front are undertaking the war, there are many things that you at home can do to help the war effort. One of the most important things you can do to help our boys is buy war bonds and help ensure that they are well-fed and well-supplied. I hope that all of you will do your part in helping with the war and avenging myself for the cowardly attack on myself by the Empire of Japan.

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Propaganda video starring Hawaiʻi believed to have been made in early 1942. Transcribed by Carmen Nielson.

[Video opens up to Hawaiʻi lying in a hospital bed, with bandages wrapped around her arms and head. Her hair is not blonde. Hawaiʻi looks to be in pain, but the expression seems forced]

Hawaiʻi [smiling]: The cowardly attack against me by Japan has left me injured and broken. I am unable to defend myself in my time of need. I ask of you, able-bodied men of America, to join our forces in defending the coward and defending me from any future attack. I plead for your help and your assistance. I know that you, brave men of America, can defeat this threat and bring peace back to my islands.

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Recording of an Interview with America and Caleb, alters of the “US System,” 18 September 2022, Interviewed and Transcribed by Carmen Nielson of the Countryhumans Research Archival Project.

[recording begins]

Interviewer: Hello. It’s nice to meet you. All of you…sorry, I have never met anyone with DID before, and I hope I do not offend anyone.

America: It’s alright, we don’t mind, so long as you aren’t trying to be rude. My name is America, and I am the one currently fronting right now. Caleb is close right now, and we might switch. We’ll be sure to let you know if that does happen. I also might start dissociating during the interview, so if I start doing that, just give us time.

Interviewer: Okay, thank you. Now, onto the subject of today’s interview, World War Two propaganda involving the State of Hawaiʻi.

America: Not my proudest moment. Of course, I was never involved in the making of the propaganda, being busy with war, but…I was the reason why Hawaiʻi even went along with it in the first place, with martial law and my orders for her to stay on her islands and not fight.

Interviewer: Why did you order her to do that?

America [with a sigh]: Because she’s a hothead, because she was friends with Japanese Empire because I didn’t want her to be hurt. It was a whole mix of reasons. I admit I was motivated some by my initial feelings after the attack. Guåhan, my daughter, had been captured by the Japanese Empire, and my son was in the Philippines, a place that all my prewar military plans planned to abandon. I…[America lets out a deep breath] I was losing too many people, and I thought that if I let her fight, she would become lost to me as well. And I can’t stand that.

Interviewer: So you made her stay against her will?

America: Yes, I did. Not everyone agreed with me, and if it wasn’t for the fact that the universe can somehow tell when I’m fronting, I’m pretty sure James would have stopped it.

Interviewer: What? What does that mean?

America: Martial law commands can only be given by two entities. One is obvious: the military government. As long as someone is a part of that government, they can command the personification. The second, if applicable, is the…country in charge? Not sure how to word that. But basically, if the personification is a statehuman like Hawaiʻi, then I, as the country she is a part of, can also command her. It doesn’t just work for states but also any form of subdivision under martial law. That being said, even though we all share the same body, if one of the others is fronting, they can’t command Hawaiʻi. James tried so she could fight, but it didn’t work. It only works when I am fronting. I guess…I guess since I’m the only one here who’s actually the country. It makes sense, but it’s odd that whatever martial law control is, it can tell who’s fronting.

Interviewer: That’s…really interesting.

[America gives a little laugh]

America: It is, yeah. But after I gave Hawaiʻi that order, I just…I ignored her and her land. I got so focused on the war and doing what was needed for that, which was a lot of diplomacy with the other Allies. I never commanded her to do anything else, and the military government wasn’t going to change the commands.

Interviewer: Could they have done that?

America: Of course, they could. They are the true ones that were in control of Hawaiʻi. While I could do a little as the country, martial law, and its control originated with them. They always have more power relating to it.

Interviewer: That’s…worrying for you guys, I bet. 

America: It was, yes. Now, we have gotten a bit off-topic, and while I don’t have much to say about the effect of martial law and propaganda on Hawaiʻi, not stuff that I feel comfortable sharing, Caleb has some things he would like to talk about involving that.

Interviewer: Caleb being on of your alters, correct?

America: Yes. He’s here right now, so I’m going to let him come up front.

[There is a pause of about ten seconds]

Caleb [The accent now being used differs from the Standard American one being used by America and is instead a Georgian accent]: Hello, Ms. Nielsen. My name is Caleb, he/they. I’m a human alter and one of the alters that is closer to Hawaiʻi.

Interviewer: Nice to meet you, Caleb.

Caleb: I know these are meant to be interviews with countryfolk, so I apologize for intrudin’, but I just had to say my part.

Interviewer: You are a part of the same…system as America, so I think you are close enough to count for these interviews. After all, you have spent your entire life sharing a body, and a more human perspective on country things is never a bad thing.

Caleb: Good. Well, I hated the martial law. It changed Wai. It made her less her. It’s hard to explain, I think, but it was like watching her get drained of who she was and replaced by a shitty-ass copy of herself, pardon my French.

Interviewer: What do you mean by that?

Caleb: I mean, her culture got turned into a product, and her the advertisement. She…she was a hothead, and now she wasn’t. She fought for herself, and now she would lie down and let others walk all over her. It was wrong. It wasn’t her. She…she would say she was fine, but then do something so horrifically out of character. She was blonde, for fuck’s sake! I didn’t see it much, as America was ordered away, but what I did see was…disturbing to me.

Interviewer: Why did it affect you so much? What about it made it disturbing?

Caleb: I…spent so much of my life pretending to be America. We had to so we could be normal. So…it…it reminded me of that, except instead of being done out of necessity like it was with America and me, it was done out of a desire to warp Hawaiʻi into a docile little white American. It wasn’t done to protect her or anyone else. It was just done to control her. It’s…it’s horrific that humans can be granted that kind of control over a person.

Interviewer: Do you think this propaganda and martial law changed Hawaiʻi?

Caleb: How could it not? Martial law will always warp the person it’s on. [Caleb sighs] Especially if, after martial law, the social environment wants to enforce wherever change was made. That’s what—

[Caleb cuts himself off suddenly, and there are a few moments of silence]

Interviewer: Caleb?

Caleb: Mmm…sorry. James didn’t want me to talk about that. Sorry. But…uh…it’s hard to get over that. I’m not going to speak for Hawaiʻi…but that changed her and hurt her—a lot. She burned a lot of it, the paper stuff. She destroys it when she can. She doesn’t want to remember. But I can’t seem to forget.

Interviewer: Is there anything else you would like to talk about?

Caleb: Nothing that wouldn’t get us off topic. I…there’s lots to say about Hawaiʻi and how we as a system and as a country have treated her and changed her. I think that it is better to leave it for another time. Or, you know, for that biography that that one woman is doing. 

Interviewer: Well then, thank you for coming, Caleb and America.

Caleb: It was our pleasure.

[recording ends]

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 Propaganda Poster created in March 1942

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[Image Description: A World War Two Era propaganda poster that says “Remember Pearl Harbor” at the top and “Buy War Bonds” at the bottom. The image itself consists of a racist caricature of a Japanese man holding out an olive branch that says “Peace” on it. The Japanese man has an image of the Nazi swastika on his right shoulder. In front of the Japanese man is Hawaiʻi, with her hair cut short and colored blonde. She looks white in the image. Behind Hawaiʻi is a large knife labeled “Dec. 7th,” being welded by an arm with sharp fingernails labeled “Jap Treachery.” On the hilt of the knife is the Nazi swastika.]

[revelry-in-severity]

Hello, hello, welcome to nonsense

Call me Severin or Sev, whichever, don't really care

There's simultaneously nothing and too much going on inside my head from the many fandoms I lurk around. Books, tv shows, anime, games-- name it and I've probably at least heard of it. Kingdom Hearts is one of my favorites if that's a clue. The longer the story the better

This is really for the fact that I keep creating way too many AUs for Project Sekai to delve into the characters

If I have a completed AU (or anything) and haven't gotten back to it, feel free to ask for more about it. I like having a general idea about everyone first and chances are I have notes that never made it in.

The Flower Masquerade - Combination of Torpe and Lily cards

RPG AU (doesn't have a title yet) - Option for any card, having fun with game mechanics

You and a Skull's Flower - Yokai AU

Seashell Melodies - Beach/mermaid AU

Heartbeat Academy - Based on the Magic Academy costumes

A Collision of Confections - Bakery AU

Where We Found Ourselves - Peter Pan AU

Words of Gratitude - Christmas AU

Overwritten - Cyberpunk AU

Casting New Talent - AU where Tsukasa passes his audition and forms a group with Sakurako, Asahi, and Reki

Love Me, Love Me More - Alice in Wonderland AU

Colorfes - Colorful Festival AU

World Link - World Link AU

Rough Drabbles - Miscellaneous mini pieces

Art Things

Pokemon x PRSK things

Unit Shuffle

[taiyaki-translations]

Autumn Cafeteria - Fall for All 9

Season: Autumn

Characters: Shu, Tsumugi, Yuta

Translator: taiyaki-translations

Proofreader: raspberrytls

<A few hours later, on break>

Yuta: —Not like that, Itsuki-senpai~ Like this, you have to snap your wrist.

Shu: Hm, is this it?

Tsumugi: Whoops… The round bread flew all the way to the entrance. I’ll go get it.

Okay, there we go…

Huh? The door opened?

Ah, it’s Anzu-chan. We’ve been waiting for you, hello~

…Yes, as you can see, things were going so smoothly that they couldn’t keep up with preparations. We’re currently taking a break.

…Hm? Why do you look so apologetic? Because you promised to be here from the beginning, you say?

We don’t mind. Besides— Ah, hold on, please stay still for a bit.

No, I’m not trying to pat your head… Okay, got it.

See? You rushed over so quickly that you didn’t even realize you had a ginkgo leaf on your head.

Just that sentiment is enough to make me feel happy ♪

Shu: Aoba, what are you mumbling about at the door?

Hm? You’ve arrived, little girl. You were hidden behind Aoba, so I didn’t see you.

…You were surprised because round bread came flying at you? Look closely. It’s fake— It’s a squishy made from a sponge.

As you may know, there’s a scene in the PV where we toss round bread.

Even if it is to draw attention to the café’s specialty, it is bad manners to throw actual food.

Tsumugi: Anzu-chan is confused because it looks so real~ It even has a buttery aroma— It makes you hungry, doesn’t it?

Even Koga-kun, who has a good sense of smell, accidentally bit into it thinking it was a gift from the owner. Shu-kun, weren’t you a bit too particular about it~?

Shu: Hmph. Using visibly fake props goes against my aesthetics.

…The crew is here. Hmm, looks like the filming is going to resume.

Tsumugi: This is the scene where I catch the round bread thrown by Shu-kun with the basket~

During breaks in between my work with Switch, I practiced with Natsume-kun and Sora-kun’s help.

I’ll do my best to complete the shoot without any problems~

Shu: 『♪〜♪･･････♪〜』

(...So this place will become “a café where you can get close with ES’s new idols.”)

(Its continued existence seems to be guaranteed, now that it has been incorporated into such a big, sponsored project.)

(Ah… By the time this PV is completed and released to the public, it will no longer be the same tranquil place I loved.)

(It’s a lonely feeling, but there’s no point in lamenting over it. One could likewise say that it’s lonely when there are no customers.)

(This is, so to speak, the inevitable pain of salvation.)

(...It’s the same for artists. Even if we create our art in solitude, we cannot lead fully satisfying lives when only considering the sentiments of ourselves.) 

(When there is someone out there who understands and appreciates us—it is only then that we can become a ray of light shining upon a chaotic world.)

(To the philistines of ES, please do your best to contribute. I made this concession, after all.)

『♪〜♪〜♪』

Tsumugi: (Fufu. Though the seasons have changed, I was finally able to return the favor.)

(...But you know, Shu-kun. I had another reason for cooperating.)

(When I heard this café was closing, I just accepted it, thinking, “That’s just how it is.”)

(My family experienced something similar due to financial difficulties when I was a child.)

(I wouldn’t go so far as to say “money is everything in this world,” but you cannot run a business on passion alone.) 

(But Shu-kun—even though you were an outsider, you still tried to do something about it.) 

(It was only later that I realized I could use this to repay your kindness. Actually, I was simply won over by your enthusiasm.)

(Shu-kun’s wish came true, and this “shuffle unit” project was born. Though as the vice president of NewDi, it’s a bit disappointing that I couldn’t make an exclusive contract for our agency.)

(But it’s best to leave it to the P-Association, which can work with other agencies, so that the project can broaden its reach. By involving them, it can lead to the fostering of even more new idols.)

(I think this is a result where everyone benefits in some way.)

(Now, let us sing of a happy and fruitful autumn…♪)

『♪〜♪〜♪』

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[magicmorningmeteora]

10nin Matsuri - Dancing! Natsu Matsuri

[hotarutranslations]

~THREE OF US~, A Team

Evening

Hello! Project 2024 Winter ~THREE OF US~

Morning Musume '24 Tsubaki Factory BEYOOOOONDS

These 3 groups have sent out, All of the performances from A Team🩵 Thank you very much🩵

Blogs for days like this, I try to write on the way home but, I ended up crashing! I'll sleep a lot!

.🏃‍♂️🐢💨

The last day, Hokkaido

Tanimoto Ami-chan Yamazaki Mei-chan Welcome home🐼💚💜

This tour has been going on since the new year but, Since we've finally come to Hokkaido, I think there are many who were waiting!

The reverberation of the calls was big--, I felt the oi oi from OPSE

Thanks for waiting~~~🪽

Thank you very much, for letting me hear so much cheering!

For the shuffle units,

Samidare Bijo ga Samideru/Juice=Juice Ishida Ayumi Nonaka Miki Onoda Saori Hirai Miyo Yamazaki Yuhane The 5 of us performed it❤️

With the 5 of us, everyone was calm during the rehearsal, It felt natural with the 5 of us😎 It was fun singing it together~~

It was cool~~

On the setlist, My time was short between, Dance Club..Change Clothes..Standby for Samidare..

Saorin, who is with me when we go on, was always like, 'I wonder if Ishida-san will make it in time…' Thank you for nervously waiting for me🤣🫶🏻

Thanks to you I was on time for all of the shows🤣🫶🏻

With myself,

With Hellocons, since I spend a long time looking at others, There were many encouraging days!

Everyone sparkles~~~

I was showered in something wonderful every weekend, happiness🫶🏻🪽

With the winter tour over,

Our spring tour is from March 16th! I'll do my best in preparation!

Hello! Project 2024 Winter ~THREE OF US~

Thank you very much for your support!! But I'll have to write a blog later!!

📺Hello Pro Dance Gakuen Season 11

April 18th 11:30PM~ A Learning From TSUKUSHI-san Adventure🕺

In season 10 we challenged breakin', its reairing continuously! On the 15th, 17th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd, #1~#6 all at once! Check out HP for info!

Thank you for following.. Instagram💙🩵

💿Releasing February 7th

Morning Musume '23 25th ANNIVERSARY CONCERT TOUR ~glad quarter-century~ at Nippon Budokan

Thank you for waiting for the Blu-ray&DVD! Its finally releasing--!

Its already nostalgic but, It has an amazing medley, really Please enjoy it many times

📚Releasing on February 7th "Hello! Project BEST SHOT!! Vol.26"

Ishida AyumixOda SakuraxNonaka Miki📸 Fukumura MizukixIshida AyumixOda Sakura📸

✍🏻Tokyo Sports note Series #143 Went on an Adventure, Took Lots of Photos

🐼💙💜💚

🪩Current Winter Concert Tour Hello! Project 2024 Winter ~THREE OF US~

🪩Spring Tour Has Been Decided Morning Musume '24 Concert Tour Spring MOTTO MORNING MUSUME

We'll be going around the country from March 16th!

🪩HinaFest March 30th and 31st at Makuhari Messe

🪩JAPAN JAM Morning Musume '24 will be performing on May 3rd!

《LIVE DAYS！～Exciting Big Exhibition Match～》 June 2nd(Sun), after the Hokkaido Ham Fighters vs. Yokohama DeNa Baystars match, Morning Musume '24 will be having a special mini live!

.👗👠 Aoyama Clothing x Morning Musume '24

📻Morning Musume '24 Morning Jogakuin ~Houkago Meeting~

Airs Every Saturday, On Radio Nihon at 12:00AM~

Past Broadcast Episodes Are Available →Program Details

see you ayumin <3 https://ameblo.jp/morningmusume-10ki/entry-12841803521.html

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Chameleon Chill - Shuffle unit Event Story Translation

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Natsume Minami: Everyone watching the video, good evening.

Nikaido Yamato: Hello.

Osaka Sougo: Hello.

Yuki: Hello.

Natsume Minami: ...are you ready? One, two.

Nikaido Yamato: Cha...

Osaka Sougo: Chameleon...

Yuki: Fufu... Can we get the signal one more time?

Natsume Minami: Here I go. One, two...

Chameleon Chill: "Chameleon Chill"...

Natsume Minami: It's "Chameleon Chill."

Nikaido Yamato: Hello.

Osaka Sougo: Nice to meet you.

Yuki: Uhh... "8th Anniversary! 4 Four Thanks Project."

Nikaido Yamato: Celebrating the formation of our limited time unit! The "Ask this and that!?" edition!

Osaka Sougo: Let's get "Chameleon Chill"’s version started.

Chameleon Chill: ...

Osaka Sougo: Y...

Nikaido Yamato: Ya...?

Yuki: Huh?

Natsume Minami: Yay.

Chameleon Chill: Ya…

Osaka Sougo: ...The timing… is difficult to get… isn't it?

Yuki: Probably because of our dynamic.

Nikaido Yamato: We don’t really have hypemen who can cheer everyone up and lift the mood. The ones who shout and pull you along.

Yuki: Momo, or Mitsuki-kun are good at that.

Natsume Minami: I apologize. Maybe that should be a job for us juniors.

Nikaido Yamato: Natsume-chan, can you do it?

Natsume Minami: If you’ll allow me.

Yuki: That's right. ŹOOḼ goes all out in their lyrics, so there's no way you won’t go all out now.

Natsume Minami: You’re the last person I want to hear that from.

Yuki: ...

Yuki: ...Huh? Are you picking a fight?

Nikaido Yamato: Oh god, that’s terrifying. I’m scared.

Osaka Sougo: Maybe I should do it too. I always leave it up to Mitsuki-san and Tamaki-kun...

Natsume Minami: An MC with Osaka-san's voice would sound like a wedding ceremony.

Osaka Sougo: Without further ado, here comes the bride and groom.

Nikaido Yamato: Nice one, Sou. You caught on well. Perfect timing.

Osaka Sougo: You think so?

Nikaido Yamato: Yup, good job. It’s hard to believe that you, who’s usually so serious, was able to do that… 

Osaka Sougo: Ehehe... I'm glad to be praised by you, Yamato-san.

Yuki: Yamato-kun, you're spoiling him so much. Praise my jokes too.

Natsume Minami: Nikaido-san. If you're giving words of praise, I'd like as many as I could get.

Nikaido Yamato: You guys are so greedy.

Yuki: Can I eat these snacks here?

Natsume Minami: It’s fine, what’s stopping you?

Yuki: Okay then, I'm taking some. I'm hungry.

Natsume Minami: Me too. These look delicious.

Nikaido Yamato: Sou, wanna eat some?

Osaka Sougo: Th... Thank you very much.

Yuki: This atmosphere here is loose and relaxed.

Nikaido Yamato: I think I figured out why this unit's vibe is so relaxed. Wanna hear it?

Yuki: What?

Nikaido Yamato: Because TRIGGER is not here.

Osaka Sougo & Natsume Minami: Right...

Nikaido Yamato: This is the only unit that doesn't have them. Well Ichi noticed this, not me.

Nikaido Yamato: And so, he said that whether or not this unit becomes a complete mess depends on me.

Yuki: You're pumped up today.

Nikaido Yamato: Well, I thought I should do my best.

Osaka Sougo: Please wait a moment.

Natsume Minami: What's wrong, Osaka-san?

Osaka Sougo: Iori-kun told me the same thing.

Nikaido Yamato: Huh? That this unit depends on you as well?

Osaka Sougo: Yes.

Nikaido Yamato: Wow, what the hell is up with that guy.

Natsume Minami: Hang in there, Izumi-san

Yuki: Sounds like Iori-kun.

Osaka Sougo: I was happy to feel like Iori-kun was relying on me.

Nikaido Yamato: Alright then, a word to Ichi then.

Osaka Sougo: Iori-kun. Thank you for your encouragement.

Nikaido Yamato: Expressing gratitude, huh.

Natsume Minami: Well then, let's add some TRIGGER elements to this unit since they’re not here.

Nikaido Yamato: Whoa, he pulled something out of his bag.

Osaka Sougo: Ah... It's the TRIGGER table pop stand from TRIGGER's live DVD special bonus.

Yuki: Do you just carry that in your bag? Well then, guess I’ll put Momo’s uchiwa fan here as well.

Osaka Sougo: Then,  I'll leave King Pudding's...

Nikaido Yamato: I really don’t understand what’s happening here.

Osaka Sougo: Oh.

Nikaido Yamato: Hm?

Yuki: What's wrong?

Natsume Minami: Osaka-san?

Osaka Sougo: Without further ado, here are some questions we received from the staff!

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, okay.

Yuki: He started out of nowhere.

Osaka Sougo: Sorry. I remembered what I said earlier about doing my best to MC, so…

Natsume Minami: Your articulation was great. I can feel the enthusiasm in your voice.

Osaka Sougo: Thank you very much. Now, onto the staff's question...

Osaka Sougo: The question is, "are you getting along well?" what do you think?

Yuki: Yes, we get along.

Natsume Minami: That’s right, well...

Nikaido Yamato: Here, look. We even shot a movie together.

Osaka Sougo: That's right, it’s "MISSION."

Natsume Minami: Osaka-san, did you watch "MISSION"?

Osaka Sougo: Of course. It was very interesting.

Yuki: I’m glad.

Nikaido Yamato: Yes it was.

Osaka Sougo: But, the scene where Natsume-kun's character's fiancée is murdered was really scary...

Nikaido Yamato: Yeah, it’s quite shocking.

Natsume Minami: Nikaido-san you’re the one who killed her.

Osaka Sougo: Tamaki-kun couldn't forget that scene and was freaked out for a long time, so I cheered him up by singing "PoiGang"

Natsume Minami: Huh...? Why did you sing a ŹOOḼ song...?

Osaka Sougo: I thought I could replace the memory of “shocking images of death” with an “impression of a strong life” by looping an aggressive and energetic song…

Natsume Minami: Doesn’t that sound like a light form of brainwashing.

Osaka Sougo: Does it... But since Tamaki-kun is straightforward, the more I kept repeating it, the more he started thinking that way.

Natsume Minami: You're so interesting, Osaka-san. I also had fun when we worked on the song together.

Osaka Sougo: I'm flattered.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, right. The three of you gathered in Yuki-san’s studio except for me to work on composing the song.

Yuki: Gaku-kun was there as well, though. Well, there are various connections.

Nikaido Yamato: How do you manage to compose together? Wouldn’t many cooks spoil the broth? 

Yuki: No, surprisingly, we're all the type to compromise.

Nikaido Yamato: Ah, is that so?

Yuki: That’s right, Gaku-kun prioritized our opinions as well.

Natsume Minami: Normally I wouldn't yield when it comes to composing my own songs for ŹOOḼ. But for collaborative projects, I got to enjoy it…

Osaka Sougo: It was a learning experience for me.

Yuki: If we start asserting ourselves, we'll definitely clash.

Natsume Minami: But well, you two did have some moments where you clashed.

Yuki: Well look, Sougo-kun doesn't yield much.

Osaka Sougo: Natsume-kun never yielded once, right?

Nikaido Yamato: You guys didn't compromise at all. That scene sounds scary. Did you not drive Yaotome away?

Yuki: That’s not true. Next time, come and hang out with us, Yamato-kun.

Osaka Sougo: Ah... I'd love to have you visit.

Natsume Minami: You're welcome to join. Please come and judge.

Nikaido Yamato: Absolutely not... It’s like being a middleman to the poetry match between controversial poets. (1)

Natsume Minami: Oh, you know about the poetry match controversy.

Osaka Sougo: Yamato-san, you’re very educated.

Yuki: Shizuo-san trained you properly.

Nikaido Yamato: Wai...!

Yuki: Ah, oops.

Nikaido Yamato: Damn you… we can’t use that anymore, even though I was being praised.

Yuki: My bad.

Osaka Sougo: How about adding a beep sound?

Natsume Minami: It might make one’s imagination go wild.

Yuki: Sorry, sorry. Let's naturally bring up Yamato-kun's intellectual side.

Nikaido Yamato: No, it's fine. It'll definitely seem staged...

Yuki: It's okay. You're genius young actors after all.

Osaka Sougo: Wow... I'm looking forward to seeing your performance live and up close.

Nikaido Yamato: Seriously!?

Natsume Minami: I'll follow up. Let's do our best.

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Nikaido Yamato: Huh? Hell no... It’s like being a middleman to the poetry match between controversial poets.

Natsume Minami: Oh, you know about the poetry match controversy.

Osaka Sougo: Yamato-san, you're very educated.

Nikaido Yamato: Naaaah, it ain’t like that...

Yuki: Why are you being so casual out of nowhere?

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Natsume Minami: Just like that, we get along very well!

Nikaido Yamato & Osaka Sougo & Yuki: Yaay.

Natsume Minami: Now that we've answered the staff's question. Let’s start asking each other questions.

Natsume Minami: Who would like to start?

Nikaido Yamato: So, we can ask whatever we want to get to know each other better, right?

Natsume Minami: Yes, that's correct.

Nikaido Yamato: Hmm, what should I ask… Sou, do you have anything?

Osaka Sougo: Well...

Osaka Sougo: When you fight within the group, how do you all resolve it?

Natsume Minami: A fight within the group...

Yuki: Oh, nice. That’s an interesting question.

Nikaido Yamato: What about me? Can I talk about IDOLiSH7? Sou would know about it.

Osaka Sougo: Of course. As long as Yamato-san answers from his perspective, it's fine.

Nikaido Yamato: Got it. Ah... but to be honest I'm curious about other groups.

Nikaido Yamato: You see, we have seven members, so we are an odd number. We resolve disputes by taking a majority vote.

Yuki: Would that really resolve things?

Natsume Minami: IDOLiSH7-san, you’re not that democratic.

Nikaido Yamato: Don't diss other groups. But you know, Re:vale and ŹOOĻ both have an even number of members, right?

Nikaido Yamato: Since a majority vote won't settle things, I wonder how you deal with disputes like that.

Natsume Minami: Just for reference, how about MEZZO"?

Osaka Sougo: Well let’s see... I face Tamaki-kun with a genuine, peaceful and attentive attitude, but...

Nikaido Yamato: MEZZO" always seems chaotic despite your attentive attitude.

Osaka Sougo: Yeah... Maybe because we're a duo... What about Re:vale-san?

Yuki: Momo usually lets me have my way.

Nikaido Yamato: I’m sure he does.

Yuki: But when I really want him to yield, he aaaaaaaabsolutely refuses to let go.

Natsume Minami: Ahh...

Yuki: When that happens, well... Since we're not animals nor delinquents, we end up getting in a verbal argument, right?

Osaka Sougo: That's true.

Yuki: How many people in the entertainment industry do you think can win in a verbal argument against Momo?

Nikaido Yamato: Ahaha! Now that you say it!

Natsume Minami: Because Momo-san is quick-witted, right?

Yuki: That's why you have to express your opinion firmly at first so as not to be swayed by Momo.

Yuki: I have to really steel myself so I won’t let him win over me.

Yuki: Then I gradually start.. um... losing my composure in my tone...

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, you lose your composure...

Yuki: Before I know it, I end up going too far, and when Momo looks sad I end up feeling really sad too.

Natsume Minami: I’m sorry to hear that... How do you resolve it at the end of the day?

Yuki: ...

Yuki: I wonder how we resolve it?

Osaka Sougo: I don't know...

Nikaido Yamato: But being close with each other means that you compromise after you say what’s on your mind, right?

Yuki: Yeah, I guess so.

Natsume Minami: I think it’s a good thing to convey your true feelings even if you fight.

Yuki: Thank you. But we rarely fight to that degree. Momo is always kind to me.

Yuki: What about ŹOOḼ? I mean we don’t really know much about you.

Natsume Minami: Yeah, I don't really understand us either.

Nikaido Yamato: Don't say that yourself.

Yuki: Although you seem very assertive, you’re always concerned with the reactions of people around you, aren’t you?

Natsume Minami: (Whispering) Oh wow... This guy probably never cared about other people’s reactions...

Nikaido Yamato: (Whispering) It can't be helped. He has good qualities in his own way...

Yuki: What are you mumbling about over there. You're talking about something normal, right?

Natsume Minami: Please continue.

Yuki: Do you end up fighting? Or does it end up basked in a gloomy atmosphere?

Natsume Minami: ...

Natsume Minami: A gloomy atmosphere, I guess. That’s why it doesn't flare up easily. It simmers with dissatisfaction.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, that's not good.

Natsume Minami: When everyone's dissatisfaction gauge fills to the brim, it feels like a "fight!!" moment.

Osaka Sougo: Like a battle royale?

Natsume Minami: Well, not exactly… Everyone has become more considerate of each other lately.

Natsume Minami: Inumaru-san is a straightforward person, but the other members are rather complex, and they tend to demand a lot from each other, you know...

Osaka Sougo: What do you mean by “having a lot of demands”?

Natsume Minami: It's like they expect others to understand without saying anything, or assuming that others know what you want...

Yuki: You mean like Yamato-kun?

Nikaido Yamato: Hey, don't point fingers.

Osaka Sougo: That’s troublesome... I'm not very perceptive, so I’d probably end up offending everyone.

Natsume Minami: Is that so?

Osaka Sougo: I don't want to cause trouble, so I'd like everyone to write down what they want on paper and tell me to do it.

Natsume Minami: No, that’s no good. I want them to be troubled after all.

Osaka Sougo: Is that so !?

Natsume Minami: Yes.

Natsume Minami: I want them to be troubled, or rather, I want them to do some internal thinking. And then, I want them to understand.

Yuki: Wouldn’t it be faster if you wrote it down on paper...

Natsume Minami: I'm not ordering dinner at a restaurant.

Osaka Sougo: No matter how much I think about things, there is still stuff I don’t understand, so I hope they can be lenient in their scoring...

Nikaido Yamato: I understand both sides. The feeling of wanting to demand something and the feeling of thinking it's too much of a hassle.

Osaka Sougo: I don't think it's bothersome.

Yuki: Neither do I.

Nikaido Yamato: You people with partners should stop correcting others while having a specific audience in mind… 

Natsume Minami: Inumaru-san is that type, right? He doesn't think it's troublesome, but he doesn’t live up to your expectations.

Natsume Minami: And yet, he really, earnestly tries to face us. Mm, how do I explain it…

Natsume Minami: It's like playing "bird-in-the-cage”...

Yuki: ŹOOḼ’s conflicts are too scary...

Nikaido Yamato: So Inumaru ends up in the middle of that "bird-in-the-cage” circle, right...?

Osaka Sougo: Please go easy on him…

Natsume Minami: How about IDOLiSH7’s conflicts? Nikaido-san.

Nikaido Yamato: We had a lot of trouble at the dorm... 

Nikaido Yamato: But being together for this long, we've learned that even if we fight for a bit, we can understand each other by talking it out.

Osaka Sougo: Ahh... That’s true, isn’t it?

Nikaido Yamato: So, first of all, we talk about it. We know we're not enemies.

Yuki: Huh. How ideal.

Natsume Minami: Does such a peaceful world truly exist?

Nikaido Yamato: I know what you mean. I wouldn't have believed that things could be resolved through discussion a long time ago, either. 

Nikaido Yamato: Someone must put up with it, while the other does what they want.

Nikaido Yamato: But after spending so much time together, you start to understand each other gradually.

Nikaido Yamato: I don't want to hurt them. I want to make things work in this group. They’re all such important friends…

Nikaido Yamato: When you think about it that way, you’ll find that the root of the problem lies elsewhere, or that there are misunderstandings happening between you.

Nikaido Yamato: So you unravel them carefully. That’s all there is to it. 

Nikaido Yamato: In other words, even if we become something similar to a family, it’s still necessary to do that.

Nikaido Yamato: It's impossible to get along with someone you barely know without being careless in some way.

Natsume Minami: That's true...

Nikaido Yamato: But you still seek them out, right? Especially when I was a child, I felt loved as if I were the center of the world.

Nikaido Yamato: People around me naturally took care of me. When you live and get used to that comfort, the gap between that and reality can be tough.

Yuki: That's deep.

Nikaido Yamato: What were we talking about again? Oh right, resolving conflicts. Anyways, in our case it's through discussion.

Osaka Sougo: I would have liked to hear about TRIGGER's experiences too.

Yuki: TRIGGER are very blunt, so I might end up crying.

Nikaido Yamato: I might cry too.

Osaka Sougo: It's because they trust each other that they can start boxing with each other, right?

Natsume Minami: Who said anything about boxing...?

Nikaido Yamato: Alright, next. Who wants to go for it?

Yuki: Can I go?

Nikaido Yamato: Go ahead.

Natsume Minami: No problem.

Yuki: What kind of asparagus dishes do you like?

Nikaido Yamato: ...Huh...?

Osaka Sougo: ...Asparagus...?

Natsume Minami: ...Like the vegetables...?

Yuki: Yes.

Nikaido Yamato: Hey you, do you even wanna do this?

Yuki: I do, I do. Complaint letters will roll your way again if you keep talking to me in that tone.

Natsume Minami: What are you talking about?

Nikaido Yamato: I received complaint letters from Yuki-san's fans...

Yuki: Since we’re here anyways, I’d like to take this opportunity to explain the situation properly.

Nikaido Yamato: What do you mean by opportunity? Are you stupid? You’re gonna cause trouble for the innocent Jyuurokugumi, you know?

Natsume Minami: Wahh... the way Nikaido-san is talking to his senpai from Re:vale is a bit scary…

Nikaido Yamato: Wow. Natsume-chan, you're a good actor.

Osaka Sougo: Yamato-san is a serious person when he needs to be.

Nikaido Yamato: Sou, thanks for the sharp comment.

Yuki: Let me explain why Yamato-kun is so rude to me in very brief words.

Nikaido Yamato: There’s no way you can explain it briefly.

Yuki: Yes I can.

Yuki: Yamato-kun was the son of the manager at my part-time job.

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Natsume Minami: Is asparagus a vegetable?

Yuki: Yup. I received a whole box of them.

Yuki: Momo likes meat, so I'm eating them pretty much by myself.

Yuki: I was wondering if you had any recipes you could recommend.

Osaka Sougo: That must be quite difficult. If it's okay with us, we'd like to help.

Yuki: Thank you. You're kind juniors.

Yuki: May I ask Yamato-kun as well?

Nikaido Yamato: Oh... no problem. I just received a rabbichat from Mitsu.

Yuki: What kind of rabbichat?

Nikaido Yamato: An asparagus recipe. It's a coincidence. Just happened.

Osaka Sougo: Maybe his sixth sense kicked in.

Natsume Minami: Please tell us about Izumi Mitsuki-san's asparagus recipe.

Nikaido Yamato: Asparagus rice. Cook rice with asparagus and salt. You can also add sesame seeds or corn.

Yuki: Oh... Rice, huh. Sounds good. Momo might eat it too.

Nikaido Yamato: I've had it before and it's seriously delicious. Right, Sou?

Osaka Sougo: It's delicious. It's like bean rice.

Yuki: Huh... Then I’ll try making it. Thank you, Mitsuki-kun.

Osaka Sougo: Next is my turn... I recommend asparagus kimchi.

Yuki: Kimchi? Did you make it yourself?

Osaka Sougo: No, I got it as a gift.

Natsume Minami: Surprisingly you really like spicy food, right Osaka-san?

Osaka Sougo: I like it. I like it right up to the limit.

Natsume Minami: What do you mean by the limit...?

Osaka Sougo: Asparagus kimchi is mild, not quite at the limit, but I recommend it as a side dish.

Yuki: Alright, I'll buy some kimchi stock and try making asparagus kimchi. If it turns out well, I'll share it with you.

Osaka Sougo: Thank you very much.

Yuki: How about you, Minami-kun?

Natsume Minami: Grill it in charcoal and sprinkle it with salt. That's it.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, what do you know, that tastes like the most delicious thing ever.

Natsume Minami: That's right.

Yuki: I understand. Topped with mayo would be good too.

Natsume Minami: Momo-san grills the meat, and Yuki-san grills the asparagus. Why not just turn it into yakiniku?

Yuki: That's a good idea.

Yuki: Thank you, it was helpful.

Nikaido Yamato: I can't believe you really went with this question...

Osaka Sougo: Who goes next? Natsume-kun or Yamato-san...

Nikaido Yamato: Alright, I’ll go.

Nikaido Yamato: When it comes to chameleons, they’re all about mimicry, right? So, among the 16 idols in this project...

Nikaido Yamato: If you could impersonate any of them for a day, who would you want to be?

Yuki: MEZZO".

Nikaido Yamato: I said one person.

Yuki: Then, I'd like to be Sougo-kun. Please let me try.

Osaka Sougo: If you’re okay with me…

Yuki: I want to be Osaka Sougo of MEZZO" and do whatever I want.

Natsume Minami: Oh wow…as if Re:vale’s Yuki doesn’t already do that…

Nikaido Yamato: Natsume-chan, shut up…

Yuki: What about the other two? Who would you like to be?

Natsume Minami: ...

Natsume Minami: Not much these days... I know it doesn't make much sense...

Nikaido Yamato: Mhm.

Osaka Sougo: So who do you want to be?

Natsume Minami: ...

Natsume Minami: ...It's fine. It’s nothing.

Nikaido Yamato: No, just say it. Feel free to answer casually.

Natsume Minami: Casually...

Natsume Minami: The answer might be a bit extreme and difficult to answer, is that okay?

Nikaido Yamato: Huh...?

Yuki: Is it that serious?

Osaka Sougo: But since we're here, it might be better to reveal it and leave it behind...

Natsume Minami: ...

Natsume Minami: Rokuya Nagi-san...

Nikaido Yamato & Osaka Sougo: Ah...

Yuki: Huh. Why? What's the reason?

Nikaido Yamato: You’re the only one here who’s never been to Northmeir, so you don’t get how cold the temperature is there… 

Yuki: What do you mean by temperature? You mean because he's a prince from a cold country?

Yuki: Minami-kun, do you like the cold?

Natsume Minami: ...

Yuki: Y-You dislike it?

Natsume Minami: ...Like or dislike... If I had to say I dislike something, then I hate Rokuya-san.

Yuki: What. Nagi-kun?

Natsume Minami: Fufu... Even though we hadn't met back then, it's strange.

Natsume Minami: ...

Natsume Minami: I'm sorry. Forget it.

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Nikaido Yamato: Uhhh…

Nikaido Yamato: Well then, how about you, Sou? If you could mimic any of us 16 for a day, who would it be?

Osaka Sougo: You mean I would impersonate them right?

Nikaido Yamato: That’s right.

Osaka Sougo: ...I’m not too keen on the idea. Because no matter whose appearance I take, it’s gonna be a serious responsibility… 

Nikaido Yamato: Just relax and have fun. Think of it as a one-day experience.

Osaka Sougo: That’s right…

Osaka Sougo: Well, in that case... maybe Tamaki-kun. I'd like to experience the world through Tamaki-kun's eyes and see what it's like.

Osaka Sougo: What looks wonderful and what feels painful... I want to know and use it in the future.

Nikaido Yamato: That's more of a study for yourself rather than for your own enjoyment.

Yuki: Even though I said I wanted to become Sougo-kun and do whatever I want...

Osaka Sougo: Oh... If that's the case, I'd like to become Yuki-san for a day and play the guitar well.

Nikaido Yamato: Well, exchanging experiences isn't a bad idea. What about you, Natsume-chan? Who would you like to imitate?

Natsume Minami: Well, let me think. Maybe Isumi-san?

Natsume Minami: I don't have any regrets, but if I had a chance, I'd like to go back to my high school days and start over.

Natsume Minami: Just for one day.

Nikaido Yamato: I see. Thank you.

Natsume Minami: You're welcome.

Yuki: Alright, last question. Minami-kun, do you have a question for us?

Natsume Minami: As you can see in the lyrics… talking about one’s true self.

Natsume Minami: When did you all start to realize your true selves?

Natsume Minami: When you’re a child you still have a vague sense of self, right?

Natsume Minami: So in relation to your true self... When did you all start sensing your individuality?

Natsume Minami: Was there any specific trigger?

Osaka Sougo: My individuality, huh..

Nikaido Yamato: The true self, huh?

Yuki: May I go first?

Natsume Minami: Go ahead.

Yuki: I've always only understood myself.

Yuki: In a way, I've always been my true self.

Natsume Minami: That's quite amazing...

Yuki: Well, I'm just a regular bastard. Being my true self is truly nothing special.

Nikaido Yamato: Don’t say that... You're rather kind, honestly. You've been really kind to me.

Yuki: Haha, thanks.

Yuki: But I met a really good person, and a really good man, so I wanted to be good too. (2)

Yuki: And that's who I am now.

Yuki: It might not be my true self, but it's not a lie or pretense. I consider it growth.

Yuki: In that sense, I've always been nothing but my true self since I can remember.

Natsume Minami: I see...

Natsume Minami: What about you, Osaka-san?

Osaka Sougo: The true self... that's a difficult question.

Osaka Sougo: Looking back now, I think it was back when I deepened my bond with my uncle that I started to understand my true self.

Natsume Minami: Your uncle... I think I've heard about him somewhere.

Osaka Sougo: He passed away already, but I had an uncle who loved music, and he influenced me in a lot of ways.

Osaka Sougo: It was through him that my interest in music blossomed.

Osaka Sougo: However, if someone were to ask if I was my true self there, I’d still think I couldn't fully crystallize it...

Osaka Sougo: It was after joining IDOLiSH7 and spending time with my trusted friends that I gradually came to know my true self.

Osaka Sougo: At least, that's how I feel.

Yuki: I see. It seems quite late then.

Osaka Sougo: Yes... When I was a child, I was the kind of person who followed what adults around me said as best as I could.

Osaka Sougo: I was a version of myself who tried their hardest not to be disliked by others rather than my true authentic self.

Natsume Minami: I understand... It’s easier that way at first, isn’t it?

Natsume Minami: Follow someone's orders, get praised for doing well on your task, and feel a sense of relief.

Natsume Minami: But as you continue to listen to others' orders, you forget what you wanted for yourself.

Osaka Sougo: That's right... Maybe I was like that too.

Osaka Sougo: Since joining IDOLiSH7, even now at this moment, I feel like I'm walking the path I chose, making decisions I chose for myself.

Osaka Sougo: Being true to myself. That's how I feel.

Yuki: What a good story. What about you, Yamato-kun?

Nikaido Yamato: I guess I feel somewhat the same as Sou...

Natsume Minami: Did you get to meet your true self late down the line?

Nikaido Yamato: Hmm... No, I don't know. I feel like my true self has always been there since the beginning.

Nikaido Yamato: Not like you, Yuki-san, but in my case, I was a little shit… A spoiled brat who doesn’t know anything.

Nikaido Yamato: But well, a lot of things happened to me... I realized that the self who thought, "Whatever, it's fine, isn't it?" was an idiot.

Nikaido Yamato: I pretended to be someone who had no desires, someone who was easy to live with, someone who was hard to hurt.

Nikaido Yamato: Being indifferent is easy, right? It’s easy to convince yourself that you don’t care. That it's not painful, not sad…

Nikaido Yamato: If you think something doesn’t matter, you don’t get attached to it and let go comfortably.

Nikaido Yamato:...But after joining IDOLiSH7, the things I couldn’t let go of increased unexpectedly…

Nikaido Yamato: When I couldn’t pretend to not care anymore, the little shit of a kid in me manifested himself again…

Nikaido Yamato: Ugh! Embarrassing! Stay inside, don't come out! Or so I thought.

Nikaido Yamato: But everyone was so kind to that bratty child in me.

Nikaido Yamato: So, I kinda thought... Ah, this is fine. Maybe I can be my true self now.

Yuki: What a heartwarming story.

Nikaido Yamato: No…Well, thank you for taking care of me.

Osaka Sougo: Yamato-san, that’s the thing about you... Somehow, I might have felt a similar part within myself.

Osaka Sougo: At that time, Yamato-san understanding my feelings was a tremendous emotional support for me.

Nikaido Yamato: I'm glad to hear you say that...It feels like the atmosphere has become quite serious.

Yuki: No, I’m glad. I want to hear Minami-kun's story about his true self as well.

Natsume Minami: Okay, then during the after-party.

Yuki: Sounds good.

Nikaido Yamato: Oops. Now that the questions have gone full circle, Sou, go ahead.

Osaka Sougo: Alright. The “8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project”!

Osaka Sougo: Celebrating the formation of the temporary unit! This was “Ask this and that!?”, “Chameleon Chill” edition!

Chameleon Chill: Please drink! 'Chameleon Chill'!

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Osaka Sougo: Hello, everyone!

Osaka Sougo: I'm Osaka Sougo from “Chameleon Chill”!

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Nikaido Yamato: Hello! I'm the big brother of ‘Chameleon Chill”. Nikaido Yamato!

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Yuki: But I’m the big brother in this unit, aren’t I?

Nikaido Yamato: I'm sorry. Force of habit, so if I don't say it I’ll feel weird...

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Natsume Minami: I'm Natsume Minami from “Chameleon Chill.”

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Natsume Minami: Louder!

Audience: Kyaaaaa!!

Natsume Minami: That's good. Tonight we’re gonna show you all your true selves.

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Yuki: Good evening. I'm Yuki from Re-

Yuki: Yuki from “Chameleon Chill.”

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Nikaido Yamato: What did you just say? You were going to say Re:vale, right?

Yuki: Sorry, sorry.

Osaka Sougo: Thank you for participating in the “8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project” campaign.

Nikaido Yamato: To the 1000 winners selected by lottery!

Natsume Minami: And to the special ones here with us!

Yuki: Let’s start the “Miracle Limited-Time 4 Unit Thanks Live”.

Audience: Kyaaaaa!

Osaka Sougo: Now, please listen to our unit song, which is also the CM song for 'Chameleon Chill'!

Osaka Sougo: Here we go. One, two..

Chameleon Chill: 'Chameleon'!

The end.

They make a reference to “独鈷鎌首” in the original text, which apparently is a story about a poet known for his love for debate in “the poetry match in 600 rounds”, the women of the household nicknamed it the controversy between “Tokke (an implement pointed at both ends) and Kamakubi (gooseneck)”, this is used to describe a poet with a penchant to engage in debates. I couldn’t find much info about this, and I’ve never heard about this before, so any correction if I’m wrong would be greatly appreciated ;_;

In the OG text, Yuki says a good “man” (in reference to Banri, since he’s older than Yuki) and a good “kid” (in reference to Momo, since he’s younger than Yuki). Since the public doesn’t know about Banri, I chose to keep the gender vague for him and use “man” on Momo.

[sekaiichi-happy]

Hello!

Qhat are your fav Hello Project songs? As many as you want to list + I don't mind obscure ones or ones from not main groups (a lot of my favs were from shuffle unit projects lol)

Oooh that's a fun & challenging question! I have a lot of favorites, so I added the list after the 'read more'. Making this list made me wish they'd just put the H!P songs on Spotify already ; . ;

I also loved the shuffle units! Especially a lot they did around the time of 2009, those were so much fun <3

(I bolded my ultimate favorites :P)

Morning Musume

Mr. Moonlight ~Ai no Big Band~

Wagamama

Suki na Senpai

Kimagure Princess

Onna to Otoko no Lullaby Game

Waratte! You

A Memory of Summer '98

Souda! We're Alive

Shabondama

Kono Chikyuu no Heiwa wo Honki de Negatterun dayo!

Wagamam Ki no Mama Ai no Joke

Tatoeba

21seiki

Songs

Berryz Koubou

Maji Natsu Sugiru

Semi

Sakura -> Nyuugakushiki

Grand Demo Rouka Demo Medatsu Kimi

Otakebi Boy Wao!

Icchoume Rock!

Maji Bomber!!

Himitsu no U.ta.hi.me

Seishun Bus Guide

Cha Cha Sing

C-ute

Bokura no Kagayaki

Akogare My Star

Forever Love

Dance de Bakoon!

Chou Wonderful!

Wasuretakunai Natsu

The Treasure Box

Attakai Ude de Tsutsunde

Sekaiichi Happy na Onna no KO

Kiss me Aishiteru

Buono!

Honto no Jibun

Last Forever

Ice Mermaid

Rock no Kamisama

Rottara Rottara

Goal

Urahara

Warp!

Nakimushi Shounen

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

My Alright Sky

Take it easy!

S/mileage

Ama no Jaku

Suki-chan

Shortcut

Yumemiru 15sai

Misc.

Tenkiyohou ga Atattara - Erina Mano

Sekai wa Summer Party - Erina Mano

Carina Notte - Karin Miyamoto

Reserve - Karin Miyamoto

Usagi Tocome - Karin Miyamoto

Momoiro Kataomoi - Aya Matsuura

Romantic Ukare Mode - Miki Fujimoto

For you... - Linlin

Kiiroi Osora de Boom Boom Boom - Kiiro 5

Koisuru Angel Heart - V-u-den

Robo Kiss - W

Oujisama to Yuki no Yoru - Tanpopo

Gatamekira - T&C Bomber

Uchuu de La Ta Ta - T&C Bomber

Onegai Miwaku no Target - Melon Kinenbi

(C/C) Cinderella Complex - High-King

Yume to Genjitsu - Aa!

Yes-Yes-Yes - Aa!

Ai Ai Gasa - Juice=Juice

Ijiwaru Shinaide Dakishimete yo - Juice=Juice

Isogaba Maware - Kobushi Factory

Shunrenka - Tsubaki Factory

Forget-Me-Not ~Watashi wo Wasurenai de~ - Lilium Musical

Shoujo Junketsu - Lilium Musical

+ Bonus (might not exactly be H!P, but it counts to me)

Dare ni mo Naisho - Bitter & Sweet

Kikkake wa You! - Yuu Kikkawa

Konna Atashi de Yokattara - Yuu Kikkawa

Top Secret - Hangry & Angry

Wall Flower - Hangry & Angry

Angelia - Hangry & Angry