The Fourth Class Is Modern Chinese (Continued)

"Oh, that's surprising. What kind of music festivals do you go to?"

"I just went to one recently. It was held at Tokyo Dome for two days straight."

"Two days straight at Tokyo Dome... Wow—"

"That must have been a pretty amazing singer."

Yuihama and Yukino both spoke with admiration.

That reaction was only natural. Tokyo Dome was one of Japan's proudest and most prestigious venues. Only singers who could hold concerts in that place, with its capacity of fifty-five thousand people, could be called the greatest.

As I spoke, I savored that moment again.

"Yeah. Since Aikatsu! was on the second day..."

That concert had been seriously, unbelievably amazing...

Man, I got goosebumps the moment Aoi's behind-the-scenes narration played at the beginning. Then the Aikatsu! System background music came on. And the first song was actually Diamond Happy. I thought the second song, Shining Etude, would utterly destroy me, but in a sense, it instead let me ascend in peace. When start Dash sensation began next, I practically dropped to my knees—even though I was listening while seated. Come to think of it, the second day was usually Idol Festival. Voice actors appearing in multiple series skillfully and brilliantly linked songs from different works together, and I thought it could only be called a miracle. I deeply felt that I had glimpsed a new era of concerts that transcended the religious differences between us all. So hype. Huh, it was reeeally, reeeally, reeeally hype...

Those overly passionate memories turned me into a hype bot that kept muttering, "So hype... so hype... s-so hype..." If I wasn't careful, I might have started endlessly sharing the highlights of the second day.

Still, those were the sorts of things I could only write in my concert impressions on Twitter. If I tried