There's no point in crying
Crying won't make tomorrow come
Why does "music" exist in this world?
I think I've figured it out
This melody will go on living much, much longer than us
For thousands and tens of thousands of years
Carrying the flames of wishes past
Traveling across time
What color is your elegy?
Well? Tell me
My 1,000% pure curiosity
Can't be stopped
Let my heart sing, sing, sing, sing and turn my life into music
I despise the word "destiny"
Ghosts still believe in pure dreams
Just as everyone's souls scream
The racing ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump running through the present
Waltzes through the new world with enough force
to break through the afterlife's border
Now smile and shine
This is the story of how I became a ghost.
GHOST CONCERT
July 29th, 2045
It's morning.
Sunny
Morning Music
Shopping with Aiko and Yuzuru
July 29th (Fri) 08:45 A packaged has been delivered to your mailbox
Today's Plans
9:00~ Shopping with Aiko and Yuzuru 19:00~
Oh, my detergent arrived.
Yuzuru?
Hey.
Wake up, Seria.
I-I am awake.
Good. Oh, it's hot outside.
Got it.
We'll be there in eight minutes.
Eight minutes? Again?
Now parking.
Once parked for more than 4 minutes and 54 seconds,
additional charges will be applied every minute.
That's pretty strict.
But that strict management is the reason there's no traffic, right?
I don't remember how it used to be, but my dad said it's more convenient now.
Anyway, why is Rimu-chan still wearing her initial outfit?
What? I mean, it's a hassle to change.
Oh, right. She's modeled after Odysseus, isn't she?
So this is your type?
Okay.
Hurry! Five more seconds!
Coming!
Morning.
This is nice.
It's upbeat. I like the vibe.
MiucS composed this song for your drive.
Would you like to give it a title?
Sure. What should it be?
It's summery, so...
I can't come up with anything.
Any ideas, Seria?
Huh?
Oh, sure. A title, right? I don't know.
"Summer Days 2045."
That's on the nose.
I guess so.
Now that I think about it, I didn't like the music MiucS composed.
People aren't allowed to compose, play, or sing music.
Because I didn't question that,
I didn't even realize I felt something was wrong with MiucS.
I-I-Is this actually real?
Of course. One of only ten made by Rikuzando,
this is definitely the helmet of Yamanaka "Shikanosuke" Yukimori.
I've even got its serial number.
Real? Isn't this just a 50-year-old replica?
Maybe it belonged to someone who passed away.
Passed away? That doesn't scare you, Seria?
Wow, the old owner passed away? So scary.
You don't seem scared at all.
You're even smiling.
You know how people smile when they're scared or get mad when they're sad?
It's like that.
That depends on the person.
What?
Yeah.
Really?
At the very least, I don't smile when I'm scared.
Me neither.
I see.
Anyway, nobody would guess your hobby room belongs to a high school girl.
I can't help what I like.
So, what'll it be?
I've received quite a few inquiries.
Payment to Takebudo
Authorizing
MPAY Remaining Balance
Takebudo
MPAY.
I spent all the wages I'd saved up.
Don't send us screenshots of that.
You won't get any sympathy from us.
No?
But I'm happy for you, Seria.
You've been wanting that for a while.
Yeah. I'm surprised you remembered, Aiko.
Well, I mean, we're friends.
Okay, let's get clothes in Harajuku next.
Let's go.
Don't feel like you have to stay.
You can't even afford used clothes now.
I was going to buy new socks to replace my torn ones.
Then just don't wear any.
Do you hear singing? I hear someone singing.
I don't hear anything.
Besides, you'd get arrested if you sang around here.
It's probably coming from a shop.
Someone's singing? Seriously?
It must be MiucS.
The virus infects people when they sing, right?
Sorry, I have to go.
Go without me.
What? Seria?
I'll catch up later!
This way?
I knew it.
There's someone up ahead.
This isn't singing. They sound like they're in pain.
Now I'm in pain, too.
This feels like a ghost, but it's stronger than usual.
Are you...?
No, I have to run!
Stay away!
Aiba Seria We're at Laforet. Sorry! On my way now! Got it. I'll wait at the entrance.
Sorry, Yuzuru.
You're late. Aiko left.
She's meeting a friend from around here.
You see, there was this cat...
What? And its meows sounded like singing to you?
Yeah.
So, what'd you get, Yuzuru?
A carbon mesh top. I decided to splurge.
Wow, let me see!
Seria? Are you okay?
Well, you're not half bad-looking.
What? Is this a joke?
Don't be shy.
Huh?
You want these lips, don't you?
Wait, Seria...
Don't struggle.
Don't struggle?
Why are you doing this here?
What are you doing? This isn't funny.
Personal space!
What's going on?
Seria, did it happen again?
Is it... amnesia?
This happened before, right?
I'm gonna check out some clothes, too.
Don't wait for me.
What? Hey, Seria!
Sorry. Something came up.
What?
I'll make up for it.
Seria had her thing again.
Her thing? Oh, that thing. Are you with her?
No, I lost her.
You there.
Okay. I'll help you look for her.
You will serve me.
What?
If you swear to serve me, I shall make sure you're thoroughly satisfied.
Wh-What are you saying? Although...
Huh? What?
Get out! Get out of my body!
What the hell? Yikes.
You can't have me. Get out!
Aiba-san.
That's her?
Yes. The ghost's inside her.
She's your classmate?
Yes. She's been possessed for several hours.
She needs our help.
Kaede, you a real idiot if you haven't noticed.
Control your overflowing power.
Yes, sir. My apologies.
Anyway, it's so powerful.
An ordinary human shouldn't last a second.
I can't take it anymore.
Aiba-san!
What did I just say?
Priest!
I know.
Contractor of my soul.
Build bridges between real and real and lies and lies.
Combine blood, flesh, and spirit.
Link us to the realm of wandering spirits!
We are Cleopatra VII Philopator.
I knew it.
We didn't expect to be dragged back here.
Did Nero order you to do this?
Yes.
Release Aiba-san's body.
I'm not doing that.
With this body, I can savor the energy of living men.
Not that I want for anything here.
Armed Possession: Nasu no Yoichi.
Please grant me your strength!
As you wish.
Heavenly Harbor Wind: Thunderstorms and Lightning!
I know your spirit power is lightning, but...
It's all right. I won't do anything to hurt her body.
Besides...
This won't be easy, will it?
Perhaps it's this body's spirit power, but I feel lighter than usual.
Then we'll press the attack!
Men, protect me as my shield and pierce my enemies as my spear!
Spirit Garments of Protection.
Thank you.
Go, you miserable men.
Whirlwind: Dust Devil Charge!
It's going to hit me!
Hang in there, Seri-chan.
What?
Julius Caesar, Mark Antony!
You found and saved me! Well done!
How could you leave us to go to the human realm?
You're a source of headaches, but...
You look beautiful in this form.
If that's what you think, perhaps I'll use this body for a while.
What are you—
Do you still intend to continue?
You seem quite nice, so I'd rather not kill you.
If we let her go now, then Aiba-san...
Kaede, retreat.
He's right. We should return later with allies and rescue her.
No. We have to save her now.
Then do what you can.
If it comes to it, I'll teleport us out of here.
So be it.
I shall play with you for a while.
Cleopatra!
Do it!
Understood!
Spirit Infusion: Bladed Blast!
You mustn't let them get close.
Got it.
Cunning girl.
Come to me!
Now it's over.
Kaede!
You can't afford to worry about her!
Kaede...
Damn!
I'll finish you now!
What is this?
Cleopatra!
The MiucS system is... resonating?
There's a side of me I can't show anyone
That I keep hidden behind false smiles
But that
Just isn't me
I can't see the future
Glittering gold, dazzling emerald
Exquisite beauty and elegance
It will all be mine
People's tears and flowing blood
Sustain their love as offerings
As they daub it on like makeup
In love with history
A courage saved
I reach out with
Ah, my right hand
Holding a warm dream
Leading to
I don't actually need anyone anymore
Is it a sin to want to be saved?
I cannot reach out
Ah, my left hand
Holding a warm dream
Leading to
An answer
For my sins that cannot be wiped away
Maybe
It will be played?
It will be played!
Traveling across time
Unraveling destiny
This song
Soul-rending
Vanquished by darkness
This song
At least
Let it be
A wind of hope
And then
Let it be
A slashing blade
A requiem bursting with light
Lost child
I know we'll meet again
...Caesarion
Rhythm of the stars
Resounding melody
Can you hear me?
I want to find... I want to weave...
The lost music of the distant past
Lulala... Lulala...
Forever searching
For the dream of one heart
Overlap
TRUE
Resonance
Is Seri-chan... singing?
Thank you.
Kaede!
She's looking for your child...
What is this?
A requiem...
Seri-cha— Aiba-san!
Saionji-san.
Aiba-san.
On this day, I told my friends the truth about myself.
I'm back, Aiko and Yuzuru.
She can see spirits and be possessed by them.
When they learn that, most people respond with...
Disgust or laughter.
The closer you are, the more likely it is...
That they'll be shocked, but they'll believe you.
Sorry I never told you before.
Yeah, that's impossible.
You suck at coming up with excuses.
You must be sick or something, right?
What?
At the same time, you'll be met with...
Fear.
More than anger or shock at being lied to for so long.
Huh? That fell for some reason.
Was there an earthquake?
Fear of a future they can't understand.
Fear of not knowing what will happen next.
The odds of mediums like us being accepted by others are...
One in ten thousand.
I pray she's one of the lucky ones.
Huh? Oh, I was just kidding.
I obviously can't see ghosts.
Really? Sorry, though. I'm leaving.
What? Aiko?
Don't touch me!
You've never lied before!
That's not true.
Aiko, Yuzuru.
Wait. I was just kidding.
L-Let go of me!
Aiba-san.
Hello?
What am I going to do now?
We'd better get out a futon.
Give us a moment.
The priest will pick you up soon.
Don't be so gloomy.
You're supposed to smile when you're sad.
The priest...
The grace period has ended.
The International Threat Management Treaty is now in effect.
Did that song trigger it?
The window opened?
What?
Get down!
Hang on!
That's how I died the first time.
Ah, clearing a path even though I'm not certain
Advancing towards a faint light
Ah, on this path of thorns
To prevent the pain from wilting our hearts
We pray
Buffeted by headwinds
The harder it is to walk
The less we're bothered by this path of thorns
Fly freely up into that sky
It will surely be a delight, now break your fate