...Sneaking up like that, you people... oni sure are evil, aren't you?

Not a pure and honest bunch, I see.

Ooh, Aya! Good!

I was just thinking that we lack speed!

Ayayayaya... Please, wait a minute!

I can't participate, because I have a very important task of covering this event!

You're at it again and you sure don't get tired... Give up, this time.

I can't do such a thing!

You can cover the event and participate.

If you can take photos while shooting danmaku, then you can take them riding a bicycle, can't you?

Ugh...

Weeell... I can do that. I can, but..

Too young to realize the moon bright, I called it a white jade disk. It looks like a mirror in the paradise, flying high in the sky. First four lines of "Ancient Moon Melody" (古朗月行), by Li Bai, Chinese tang poet. In Chinese.

Too young to realize the moon bright, I called it a white jade disk. I thought it was a mirror of a fairy, that flies high in the sky, clinging close to the clouds. This Japanese version is inconsistent with the only translation of Chinese text I could find. Most likely I'm doing something wrong.