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The irregular rhythm of the guitar strums, On the bus ride to the boss's lair. I survive this day by that rhythm alone, The Goddess is clapping her hands and laughing. Can you really just laugh this off like that? I spin around once, and change my attitude completely, By the waving hand of the Goddess, A million-dollar future comes running toward me. By the Goddess's beckoning call, The Sunrise draws near. I'm Sunrise, Burning hot enough to scorch my very soul

The office, where fatigue has carried over, I head to the cubicle where my subordinates whine. I kill my heart with these pseudo-plans, The Devil hates that grating noise he hears. I'm irritated, but I put on a perfectly innocent face, I sit down coolly and throw away all my stress. By the whisper of the Devil, A storm of scandal is flying everywhere. By that guy's toxic murmur, The Moonrise brings chaos. You're Moonrise, If you have sharp words, spit them out quickly

By someone's casual mutter, The Scramble Crossing catches my eye. By the whisper of the Devil, A storm of scandal flies everywhere under the Moonrise. By the waving hand of the Goddess, A million-dollar future comes running over the Sunrise