【Hifuu MV】Five Seconds Before the Revolution’s Dawn -the World of Dystopia-【TUMENECO】 скачать в хорошем качестве

【Hifuu MV】Five Seconds Before the Revolution’s Dawn -the World of Dystopia-【TUMENECO】

TUMENECO’s first Hifuu Club full MV has finally arrived… The World of Dystopia Five Seconds Before the Revolution’s Dawn An announcement: Our next planned album, the World of Dystopia, in the works since last year, met an unexpected obstacle in that the hard drive its data was stored on broke down and has yet to be fully recovered. Having “Lost the DATA” so to speak, will TUMENECO be able to find the light at the end of this dark tunnel?! That remains to be seen. However, in the meantime, we would like to present you with the main theme from this lost album: Five Seconds Before the Revolution’s Dawn, while we work on the rest! Homepage：Under construction Album release date：Undecided（Please give us time to recover the data or recreate the songs） Store Page：Undecided（Most likely Melonbooks） We hope you will be patient and look forward to the release of the album. ◆MV Credits◆ Illust : Tamahana（Amenohanabi）  / tamakohanabi   Lyrics : Nanase（lip tone）  / einanase   Vocals : yukina (TUMENECO)   / yuzyuz_x   & Mie（GET IN THE RING）  / miemum   Story : Hitohira（Shimensoka）  / allenemy   Video : RF   / hal1929   & TELyama-ru Tokutou   / telyama_ru10910   Music : tomoya   / tumeneco   ◆Original Songs◆ Original : Girl’s Hifuu Club、Last Occultism ~ Esotericist of the Present World TL note : In this story, Renko counts using standard Japanese “Ichi, ni, san, yon, go”, whereas Merry counts using a slightly older version with “hi, fu, mi, yo, itsu”. This is also why Merry says “that last ‘one’ is for our Hifuu Club”. Because she ends the count with “hi”, the first syllable of “Hifuu Club”. 〇Five Seconds Before the Revolution’s Dawn / Hitohira (Shimensoka) “The current local time is 4:45:32 am; our location—the rooftop of the New Kyōto Station complex.” “I know that much…” Merry replied, covering her mouth as she yawned. I felt a yawn of my own coming on and tried to contain it—but failed spectacularly, making a clownish sound that should have been easy to make fun of. Although with dawn approaching, I thought, anyone who stayed up all night like us would be tired by now. It might be weird that we want to go to bed just as the run-of-the-mill crowd is beginning to wake up, but that's the spice of life for us members of a delinquent club. …On second thought, “delinquent” may be putting it too mildly—we did sneak onto the rooftop of a closed-off building, after all—“illegal” is probably a more accurate word to use…not that this is new for us or anything. That day was just like any other—for us members of an illegal occult club, anyway—but even so, one thing did stand out: the fact that we missed our mark. “So it looks like that rumored caped crusader won’t show themselves after all this time, huh?” I remarked. “I wonder if we just picked a bad spot,” Merry offered. “Do you want to try someplace further out into the suburbs tomorrow?” “Let’s stick with this location for another two or three days, at least. If that doesn’t work out, we can try somewhere else.” I thought it was too early to decide our initial location was fruitless. We still didn’t know enough about the necessary conditions for the caped crusader to appear. All we had to go off of were the rumors about this individual that were making the rounds among students in Kyōto: In Kyōto, under the cover of darkness, a mysterious caped crusader flies—building to building, shadow to shadow. Unfortunately, I thought, we didn’t encounter them this time. There wasn’t any sign of them at all either. The nighttime cityscape Merry and I saw below us didn’t look any different from its usual, peaceful, boring self. “With them being called a ‘caped crusader’ and all,” I remarked, “the least they could do to respond to their new-found fame is to start announcing their appearances beforehand somehow… I suppose that’s more something a ‘phantom thief’ would do though… I guess you can’t have it all…” “If a full-blown announcement is asking too much, what about something like, ‘The caped crusader will appear right after this 60-second commercial break! Don’t go away!’?” “Where did that come from? Were you an entertainer in a past life or something?” Once our caped crusader has stooped to the point where they're being announced at the end of a commercial break, they’ll have lost any claim they ever had to being “mysterious”… Besides, getting an announcement like that, sixty seconds prior to arrival, is something I would have mixed feelings about. There’s no element of mystery. All you’re getting is a confirmation that everything is proceeding according to plan. It’s like watching a magician perform a trick you already know the ins and outs of. When you think of it that way, this swing and a miss of an outing is an essential part of what makes this fun. Sure, I’m tired, but I don’t feel particularly down—even Merry—she looks tired and a bit dazed, but she’s smiling. It wasn’t a bad night. With that conclusion in hand, I shrugged my shoulders and said jokingly: “The best countdown I can reliably offer is to count down the time it’ll take for dawn to break.” “Are you sure about that?” “But of course! With my ability, it’s a sure thing. I know exactly what time it is now and when dawn breaks, so I can tell you the number of seconds it’ll take before the sun appears over that building over there,” I said, puffing up my cheeks. I do have some pride, after all. I couldn’t let a challenge to my abilities stand—but more importantly, we’re talking about my partner here: my co-conspirator, my complement. As long as that’s true, we need to be on the same page. Even so, all Merry did was stare right back at me. “Renko, are you sure about that?” “Well, yeah, I…” As those glass-like eyes of hers full of night stared right at me, my voice trailed off. It was only then that I, much too late, realized my misunderstanding. Merry was not questioning my ability. Her doubt was not directed at me, but at the world. When Merry asked, “Really?” she was not asking whether I could really count down to dawn. She was asking whether the dawn would really come on time—if at all. That’s what her eyes told me. Merry, Maéreverie Hearn. The girl who crosses borders into dreams. In a sense, you could say she lives in an eternal state of wandering—night after night, so it was all the more important to me to return her mellow gaze, to make sure I could still find myself in her eyes. “…Well, I suppose there may be nights that never see dawn,” I admitted. “In the same way, there may be dreams one never wakes from… That’s just the way things are.” “Or conversely, the world might end in the next five seconds. You never know.” A childish delusion it was, to suppose the world really only was just born five seconds ago, only to end in another five seconds. That in only five seconds, so much about the world could change… That alluring possibility was a dream children believed in, only to be forgotten upon adulthood. Despite knowing this… “Five, four, three…” I began to count down, slowly, from five. What if… I began to think. A member of our Hifuu Club, and still a girl at heart—I could not fully give up on such a childish dream. By the time I count to zero, the world as I know it could end—the world as I know it could change. After all… “…two, one…” As I continued to count, I glanced at Merry and her mystical eyes. Nothing had changed, so far. She only continued to gaze at me and listen, unsurprised by my sudden countdown. After all, Merry… Merry… Maéreverie Hearn… My world has already changed so much because of you. I met Merry on a night filled with fluttering cherry blossoms. The instant I met her, everything changed. My boring day to day life came to an end, and I entered a new world—a world where Maéreverie Hearn and our Hifuu Club was an everyday part of my life, where each passing day was filled with excitement and each upcoming day I could hardly wait for. There was no countdown then. Right up until the moment it happened, I had no clue. Merry suddenly appeared, we met, and my life was changed forever. It was like magic. That’s why… “…zero.” …As I uttered that final word, I thought, Prepare yourself, world—for a revolution! And—of course—nothing happened. The sky didn’t split open, nor did the mysterious caped crusader appear. Not a single change graced the quiet, boring cityscape of Kyōto. Well, it is what it is, I thought, and shrugged. “Merry, let’s head back,” I said as brightly as I could. “If we wait around for the sun to rise, I’m sure a security guard will spot us sooner or later, so—” “Wait, Renko, I haven’t had my turn.” As I turned back around to face her, I had to choke back a squeal. Only a second ago, there was a good deal of distance between us, but now she stood right in front of me. With the smile of a scheming child, her face blocked everything else from my view. I hardly had time to react before she raised her hand and covered my eyes. “Wait, what are you…?” “Five, four, three…” Merry didn’t let me finish my sentence. She immediately began her own countdown. Unlike mine, she used an older set of numbers. I couldn’t see anything, so I listened carefully to her voice: It sounded as if she was enjoying herself, as if she was smiling as spoke. In that world of darkness, Merry’s voice was everything. I suppose this isn’t so bad, I thought. I’m not really sure what Merry is getting at, but… I might as well let her do what she wants. There’s a reason I like her so much, and this is part of it. I could sit here and listen to her voice forever… “…two, one…” But such a forever would not last for me—and Merry’s count quickly approached its end—yet Merry did not speak it. Instead, she whispered with her lips touching my ear, just so I could hear: “That last ‘one’, is for our Hifuu Club.” Slowly, Merry uncovered my eyes. The world had n