Satsuki: (mumbles, smacking sounds)  
 
 Sion: Good morning, everyone. Rojiura Doumei's honorable second in command, Sion
 reporting. 
 
 Satsuki: (grumbling) Oh. What? 
 
 Sion: This time I wanted to report from the early morning. I mean that from the 
 perspective of a vampire. For us, when the sun sets, it's morning.  
 
 Satsuki: (mumbling, soft breathing) 
 
 Sion: So with that out of the way, in our line of business this would be about 
 1 AM! 
 
 Satsuki: (mumbling)
 
 Sion: Since we're doing a live broadcast, we're showing you a 
 live broadcast of Satsuki sleeping. That's our aim for this one. 
 What do you think, everyone? 

 Riesbyfe: [text] Nice. Satsuki's sleeping face is really good. 
 
 Sion: Judging by the comment, it's not working out really well or really badly.  I want to keep 
 going. 
 
 Satsuki: (eyes open) What? You call me?

 Sion: No, I didn't call you. It's too early in the morning. It's too early for the remake. 
 Take it easy, Satsuki. 
 
 Satsuki: Oh, is that how it is? I'm gonna go back to sleep. 
 
 Sion: That was dangerous! Satsuki is a simple, honest heroine. Her manner and mood
 right now help with that image. Anyway, today, to help us understand what 
 it is that you want, comments would be helpful. How about it? 

 Troll: [text] What color panties is she wearing? 
 
 Sion: A lame and useless comment came onscreen. I'm going to ignore it. 
 Who was that, anyway? Dang it. Police officer, the comment writer is over there. 
 Oh, and they were white, by the way. 
 
 Troll:[text] Good job, Sion! 
 
 Sion: I'll take that as a compliment. I feel honored. But I'd rather not make that 
 kind of show. I suggest you withdraw those sorts of requests.

 Troll: [text] Boooo! Booo! Damn Atlasian hikki!

 Sion:  Comments from people with no common sense will be buried. Please 
 understand this. 
 
 Troll: [text] Really? Good for nothing Atlasian. 
 
 Sion: Yes. I reported you to a mod. And I'll check out your IP and location. Let's see. 
 You're writing in from something like an internet cafe. Even if you log out now, it's too late. 
 Drown in despair.  
 
 Troll: [text] Oh wow, I'm so scared lol You can't do anything lol 
 
 Sion: Moving on. We'll continue observing Satsuki's sleeping face. 
 
 Satsuki: Oh. That's kinda  . . . (laughs) 
 
 Sion: She's sleep-talking. 
 
 Satsuki: Oh. I got a role in this year's April Fool? Nasu-san is very busy with Dark Souls. 
 He's being corned by the three golems. Later, Yumizuka-san (mumbles) 
 
 Sion: How realistic. 
 
 Satsuki: Satsuki was the only one who didn't have enough in the game!? (laughs)
 If that's how it's going to be (laughs) 
 
 Sion: The next role is going to be in Rome. This will be treated as an omake. 
 That way of laughing is tiresome, like an OL's. You're supposed to be a high school
 girl. 
 
 Satsuki: High school . . . high school . . . how nostalgic. 
 
 Sion: Hmm?
 
 Satsuki: Graduate. The campus. Simple love. (laughs, mumbles)
 
 Sion: (sad) Satsuki, it seems you're having a good dream. Although you don't 
 have a cute way of laughing. 
 
 Troll: Satsuki! It's me. Go out with meeeeeee! 
 
 Sion: Since we're all here, let's see what things she always carries with her. 
 
 Troll: I've been waiting for this!
 
 Sion: As far as stuff . . . cardboard boxes. That's about it. Hasn't changed much. 
 A couple changes of clothes. What does she do for laundry? On clear evenings, 
 she does her laundry with water from the park. Japan's water is clean, so that's a 
 help. 
 
 Troll: Doing laundry at the park . . . lol 
 
 Sion: There are also blood packs. I got those from certain connections known 
 by the Tohnos. Freshly squeezed, with an Akiha seal, or something. 
 In a package from a certain servant. That'll help her with hunger. 
 
 Satsuki: Fool! That's . . . (chortles) 
 
 Sion: I take my eyes off of her, and it looks like she goes into a good place in her dream. 
 Let's continue. In addition to all those other things, she has a notebook. "Rojiura Doumei
 Comic Play"? Oh, what is this? I thought we could never get over that, but she has
 a plan. She even has been making notes on it with a red pen. 
 
 Troll: What was that!? 
 
 Sion: I'm so moved. Satsuki, you're always thinking about the success of the
 Rojiura Doumei. In fact, I think I might cry a little bit. 
 
 Troll: Cry! Satsuki, marry me! 
 
 Satsuki: (laughs, mumbles) Introduction . . . me too . . . a heroine. (laughs) 
 
 Sion: These tears . . . no, I'm all good now. In fact, I'm starting to get angry. 
 (drawing) Maybe I'll doodle on this.  A standard street. A heroine. 
 
 Riesbyfe: [text] Wait, stop, this is cruel, Sion! 
 
 Sion: In the remake, the band of winners, the Rojiura Doumei, won't make an 
 appearance. Hit them with curtain fire of requests for a Melty Blood remake. 
 Hmm? There are quite a lot already? (angry) What are you saying? 
 I'll send off a complaint. Resign yourselves to something bad. 
 
 Troll: Melty Blood's business permit has been withdrawn. 
 
 Sion: What was that, dear customer? Take that comment back. First off, outside
 of Melty Blood I don't have any business. This is life or death for me. Surely
 this is something that other people should forgive. 
 
 Troll: What about getting mentioned in Fate/Extra? Rani was really cute. 
 
 Sion: Don't lump me together with the remaining Atlasian in that future. 
 
 Satsuki: A little sister? They talk about her a lot. (laughs) All set. 
 Oh no, you are making me blush. (conks out) 
 
 Sion: (sigh) I've come to think it's time to show you something else. Isn't there
 a good way, everyone?
 
 Riesbyfe: [text] Satsuki's too young to get maried. Her dad would never forgive you. 
 
 Sion: Okay. Thank you for all of your opinions. I'll just watch over her warmly. 
 After all, everyone loves Sacchin. Oh, and Ries- I know it was your comment. 
 You tried to mix in your comments with those of the crowd, but I traced the
 IP. 
 
 Troll: Threatening again? We all know it won't amount to anything. (lol)
 Atlas' Super Hacker (lol) 
 
 Sion: Fine. I'll ignore you. Back to it. Now we're getting to the climax. Satsuki's
 hidden aspect, presented to the public! 
 
 Satsuki: (opens eyes) Sion? What are you doing? 
 
 Sion: To be frank, Satsuki, your face suddenly looks surprised. It's time for us to broadcast,
 but you were sleeping. I thought this was a good chance. We discussed the color of your
 underwear, or embarrassing things you talked about in your sleep, on our live broadcast.
 
 Riesbyfe: [text] Once it was up on the big web, we had no choice but to tune in. 
 
 Satsuki: The color of my underwear? Embarrassing sleep-talk!? 
 
 Sion: Sure. Have a look. The stream is going smoothly. I'll give you a copy of the 
 conversation and responses to it. This my specialty. It was actually rather exciting. 
 This is why the net never ends. 
 
 Satsuki: Broadcasting? To the whole country? My sleep talking!? My undies!? 
 
 Sion: Well, you say to the whole country, but I'm distributing it to the net. It's really
 being broadcast to the whole world. The diffusion has been going on for a while. 
 And - wait, Satsuki, are you awake?
 
 (crashing noises) 
 
 Sion: Stop! This is a misunderstanding! Satsuki! I can explain! 
 It was Ries! This was her idea!
 
 Troll: Trying to shift responsibilty (lol) Those Atlasians (lol) 
 
 Satsuki: Now that you've done this, I'll never become a bride! (sobbing) 
 
 Sion: Satsuki, please calm down. Wait, all the power in my body is - I'm being drained of my
 mana! A Reality Marble!? At this time!? Already an apostle . . . 
 
 Satsuki: Sion, you're a big dummy! Take this, ya dumb octopus! 
 
 Sion: You don't need to badmouth me so much. I'm running out of mana. I'm sorry folks, 
 but Rajiuora Radio is coming to an end right now. And if I survive, may we meet again!
 
 (camera drops)
 
 Satsuki: I'm not gonna talk in my sleep anymore! 
 
 Troll: Oh, it's over now. I guess they didn't care about the last part. 
 I'd better be on my way. 
 
 Troll: Hmm? I keep hearing a thudding noise. There's a limit to violence, ya know. 
 
 Troll: Wha- What the heck is this! A Black Key!? If it isn't Ciel!? What are you 
 doing over there?
 
 Troll: Wha - wait a minute. What's with the weapons? You've got one I've never seen
 before. A log!? Why a log!? 
 
 Troll: Why did I comment in that dumb stream!? 
 
 Troll: Well everybody, I have a curry person to battle. May we meet somewhere else in the 
 future. 

 The next part of our tour will be in the Tohoku area! Until next time!