Arisugawadice Stories

Twelve rappers. Four groups. Four divisions. And a walled city of women. A girl who escaped from the walls, meeting the guys who use Hypnosis Mics. --- Akio is a 17 year-old girl who has a Hypnosis Mic insider her body, and she escaped from Choukou to hide herself with the help of her foster older brother, Riou Mason Busujima. But what if she decided to show herself and oppose the people from the city of walls?

Idolish7 were doing a concert for their anniversary concert together with TRIGGER and ReVale. So after 3rd song,Riku were told to take a rest since Mezzo will take a part but suddenly without showing any sign,Riku were passed out.Iori andthe other were shock and immediately have to stop the concert.All of them were rushing to the hospital and straight to the emergency room. Riku open his eyes and found out that he was at unfamiliar place.He usually can guest the hospital ceiling but this is different.Riku wake up and rushing to somewhere but he fell on the ground because he was to weak.His body was weak.Then there's someone with pink-purlpe hair helping him. "You shouldn't move with sudden since your body is exhausted."said him. "Who are you?" "I can guess you are from another world."said him. Riku still confused. "Then..were am i?.." "Welcome to my division!"said him. ***

"Whoops my hand slipped." -Author » Characters does not belong to me, except Ai. Thank you. » high ranks « - #9 Hypnosis Mic (26/01/22)

Fate is not something that good or bad, fate is something that must happen. No matter who you are, where you come from, and what you do. The time has come and you can't run away.

Veintiuno casualmente es la suma de tres veces siete. A pesar de todo lo vivido por el miembro más joven de Fling Posse, él seguía apostando con una gran sonrisa en su rostro, disfrutando la libertad tras tantos años atado a una jaula de oro donde era controlado como un perro. ¡No más! A los diecisiete abandonó esa vida y a los veintiuno, contra todo pronóstico, descubrirá que el siete realmente es su número de la suerte y que tenerlo tres veces era lo mejor del mundo, después de todo, la mejor división de rap tenía tres miembros al igual que la cama que compartiría esa noche con ellos. Despertador, por favor nunca más vuelvas a sonar.

Fu, fu, fu...Los pétalos recién abrían en ese día que olvidó completo estando en la recámara de un frío hospital con olor a muerte ¿Quién diría que así iniciaría el mejor cumpleaños de su vida? Fu, fu, fu...El viento soplaba y al fin danzaba a su son sin un ápice de soledad, resonando junto a esa tintineante estrella y ese par de corazones que estarían con él eternamente.