[There's no change to her smug, confident facade, even if inwardly she does feel a brief flutter of uncertainty. She's no singer, and she has to take a moment to think of a song she could pick as a favorite. Something by Eve or Def Märch, maybe? No, maybe something a little simpler and upbeat for this audience... Something Final Fantasy? Yes, that'll work.
Eventually, she clears her throat (if she even has one), and begins to sing in an upbeat but hushed voice:]
What can I do for you? I can hear you What can I do for you?
Ano hi kokoro no kanata ni Egaiteta basho ni iru Tohou ni kuretetari suru Keredo mou modorenai...
[The false head of her disguise rag sways back and forth to an imaginary rhythm. She's clearly unpracticed at singing—and she isn't trying to be serious about it—but her voice isn't terrible, really.]
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[There's no change to her smug, confident facade, even if inwardly she does feel a brief flutter of uncertainty. She's no singer, and she has to take a moment to think of a song she could pick as a favorite. Something by Eve or Def Märch, maybe? No, maybe something a little simpler and upbeat for this audience... Something Final Fantasy? Yes, that'll work.
Eventually, she clears her throat (if she even has one), and begins to sing in an upbeat but hushed voice:]
What can I do for you?
I can hear you
What can I do for you?
Ano hi kokoro no kanata ni
Egaiteta basho ni iru
Tohou ni kuretetari suru
Keredo mou modorenai...
[The false head of her disguise rag sways back and forth to an imaginary rhythm. She's clearly unpracticed at singing—and she isn't trying to be serious about it—but her voice isn't terrible, really.]