I will survive.
We've had good luck with clubs.
That's how we won at poker.
Stay.
Hit me.
Bust.
What should I have done?
That's the first thing we have to find out.
All I'm doing is losing.
It's part of the plan.
Don't worry.
You will win.
I'll backyou up.
Displaying basic strategies.
In this game, 10-point cards are most common.
When the face card is a 5,
the dealer has a 43% chance of calling bust.
So you stay, and wait for others to lose.
Stay.
Double down.
That man's incredible!
He's not winning.
He's being allowed to win.
The dealer is leading him.
Leading?
Yes.
Watch!
One by one, the other patrons will leave.
Starting with that man.
He's winning, yet...
He'll waste all this money.
He's being made to.
To skew the others'judgments,
make them act in ways they normally wouldn't.
Guess that was a bad bet.
Going with the flow has its price.
His loss was inevitable.
He was led into losing his money by a brief victory.
I didn't see that at all.
Ifyou understand the situation, you can avoid being similarly led.
By me and the Doctor as well.
I want to believe you both.
Is that bad?
I am merely a tool.
The only way to prove my usefulness is for you to make use of me.
Even when you're not here, you make me able to do more on my own.
I want to use you.
I'll never betray you again.
I've encountered a good partner.
Even money.
In the event that both dealer and player get a 21,
it's a draw and no winnings are earned.
Even money is a way ofpreventing that, the so-called "sixth tactic."
But your chances increase only marginally.
It's a decision that throws away your chance of winning.
It's not an option for you right now.
Beginning a running count.
Blackjack!
That's incredible.
Have a good night, everyone.
The dealer is making what looks like a pattern with the cards.
He's manipulating the order of the cards?
I feel it.
He's doing something.
All right...
I'll read the cards using my calculations and his scent.
You read using your intuition.
I'll do a true count,
recording all cards to find the exact moment of victory.
Till then, we'll lead the dealer on.
Show him a hint ofyour mystery.
Okay.
Cross your legs.
Tilt your head so the cards to your left are outside your field of vision.
When you think of something you like, look to the left.
When you're nervous, look down to your right.
If we ID his pattern, we can read his intent.
He's been looking at me like that?
Yes, we'll use that against him.
Look! It's like a bird!
See? He's incredibly on edge.
I get a sort of soft feeling...
But hit me.
So I'll stay.
Definitely hit me.
You're a genius that "talks" to the cards, huh?
I'm in the middle of an important transaction!
Just why have you all called me?
He was called?
It's a rule.
Ashley? Chief? Mr. Special Advisor?
Who's the rich guy that's raking in so much cash it's gotten you all bent out of shape?
A pretentious prick with a girl in tow.
Word from the floor is it's some old dude and his niece.
This man is trying to insert 10-point cards when they're not in use in the game.
How many are there?
32.
He's excluded 10-point cards from two-pairs, eh?
How sneaky.
Wait!
They're not all back in.
Got him.
Sir?
Burn these guys, Ashley!
Destroy their luck the way only you can do!
You know them?
These guys want to paint my time completely black.
I'm doing all I can to escape that curse.
Understand?!
S..Sir.
I'm in the middle of an important transaction.
Don't let those guys take another cent of ours!
Oeufcoque?
With the Doctor.
Do it!
You won't beat me unless you bet a lot.
Let's find out.
Split.
We're within reach.
Where the hell are you, Boiled?
Investigating.
What is it?
Those guys are here right now!
I thought as much.
What?
Tell me something...
Is the guy you're dealing with there now?
This is the place where I had my first show.
It's where everything began.
I'll prove that you made the best choice.
That is my usefulness.
I wanted to use you.
All I wanted was to use you.
Come back to me, Oeufcoque.
It's a bit early for you to be leaving isn't it, Bell Wing?
Go, bet everything.
Stay.
When two 7 cards and more than four 8 cards remain,
the player is 100% certain to win.
7s and 8s are like magic.
Because he inserted the 10-point cards at the end,
I could ascertain the remaining cards.
The dealer brought about his own defeat.
There are so many that it's hard to use them.
Well then, let's have them put this into a single, more manageable form...
A million dollar chip.
I'll get it ready now.
If you're a checker, the Society will understand.
If this becomes some trick where people can get million dollar chips,
others will try the same thing.
So if the Society uses my skills, it will be a good amount of money.
Then neither you nor I will have to work for the owner.
You've come to like it here, haven't you?
I couldn't care less about our mad dog of a boss,
who'd try to torch and kill a 15-year-old girl.
It's also very strange that the Society continues to give that man work.
Fifteen years old?
Ah, so that's it.
You standing in the way of that girl was a trial given you by the Holy Spirit, eh?
You plan to quit being a spinner and become a fortune teller?
I'm a woman of faith.
I'm grateful she was led here.
Incidentally, how well do you know those two?
Just a name: Rune Balot.
An unusual name.
There it is.
The chip with Shell's memories recorded on it.
We'll start with the first one.
Marlowe John Fever...
You're fired.
I was the one who signed your letter of recommendation.
Get out before the owner finds out about this.
The little brat wanted to have some fun, but there are rules.
I will collect the cards.
Is that all right?
Of course.
Sure enough, you were after something here.
Bell Wing!
That's Ashley Harvest,
a gun-for-hire in this industry.
I look forward to seeing how you'll take him on.
This man's fate does not spin to the left.
He has no weaknesses.
Remember that.
Okay.
This is now a closed game.
That poker room fraudster and Bell Wing over there being fired,
along with a splendid dealer, is our modest way of apology.
Making it closed is a bit extravagant, isn't it?
But it makes it easier to win, yes?
You're one interesting dealer.
I look forward to fewer antics.
It's a draw.
Stay.
Hit me.
Stay.
It's a draw.
The sixteenth draw in a row.
That's quite unusual, yes?
It's proof that your luck rivals that of this casino.
You're quite good.
What is this person after?
I don't know.
What is he thinking?
What kind of scent is this?
What should we do?
Right now, we stick with our best tactic.
The counting scheme isn't written offyet.
It's a draw.
He was able to properly line up over 300 cards in a single shuffle.
His skill is unbelievable.
They're all draws?
Your luck is great indeed.
Or perhaps there's someone else who is granting you good luck.
I guess we have to change up our strategy.
Hit me.
Hit me!
Bust.
Hit me.
What do I do?
Stick to our best tactic.
Leave the brute-force approach to the Doctor.
Stay.
It's a draw.
One card's not enough to shake things, eh?
Hit me.
Hit me!
You'd care to stay, yes?
Stay.
It's a draw.
That's some technique.
Who but you could do something like that?
It's all about practice.
Considering how you saw through my ball technique,
this is a pretty boring performance.
Chips are worthless pieces of wood to you, yes?
So what are you holding back for?
Holding back is worthless as hell.
The stench of it will make you lose focus when it counts most.
Concentrate on the game.
Remember, she's an employee of this casino too.
You are who you are.
No one has any need to hold back.
Hit me.
Stay.
A loss and a draw.
Luck is lost through the pettiest of things.
No one can laugh at one whom luck has abandoned.
I give my luck to her,
and my bad luck to you.
Please, feel free to try again anytime.
Stay.
Player loses.
Stay!
I made a mistake.
I'm sorry!
Stop.
He lured you into it.
He's trying to make you feel defeated.
But like you told me before, if I hadn't had him hit me,
I would have gotten a blackjack!
You haven't made any mistakes.
Not being able to read this man falls on me.
My condolences.
Incidentally...
Are you hearing someone's voice out of your left hand?
How...
Bingo!
It seems you've been talking not to the cards
but to your own left hand.
I'm sorry.
Oeufcoque, I'm sorry!
It's all right.
Calm down.
He's not allowed to touch the customers' clothes.
He has no way to separate the two of us.
Stay.
You lose.
I have a question for you.
What is it?
A fun little brainteaser.
It's hard to enjoy our game with the atmosphere so tense, isn't it?
Imagine you're driving down a long road.
But suddenly, the engine dies.
You're in the middle of the desert. What do you do?
I wait for help.
So you'd hitchhike.
Well then, what if you saw someone who needed help?
I'd see if he seems trustworthy, and then help.
I see.
A 50% answer for both.
So you're practical.
Are there other answers?
Didn't it occur to you that the "hitchhiker" is really a carjacker?
So then I should help no one?
50% means that one's attitude will change based on the situation.
For example, if you help no one, you can't seek help either.
But if you do help, be prepared that the person you help may kill you.
What is the 100% answer?
If someone seeks help, kill them.
They are prey.
Anyone who would help you is also prey.
That is the legitimate way to take from others.
But it's a gamble.
Now, why did a young lady like yourself come to a place like this?
Is that throat brand new?
Or did someone else make you mute?
For example, when you were hitchhiking?
Calm down.
We can't read his intentions.
Don't act rashly.
He's testing me,
seeing whether I'll play the game.
Stop!
Just trust me.
I trust you.
But please...
trust me.
Wait, Balot!
Do I look that easy to kill?
This is a tough one.
Even if I did a body search, I'd probably find nothing on you.
There might be nothing at all.
After all, you freely removed your glove.
It's not like the casino or I forced you.
Yes.
What I meant by "a tough one" is that you neither run nor hide.
Hit me.
Stay.
You lose.
Oeufcoque, are you reading me?
It seems the transmitter is still active.
Just what were you thinking?
I'm sorry.
I thought it was necessary to do this.
I have favor, okay?
I'll do it if I can.
Match the numbers with my feelings.
No more counting?
That's too limiting.
I sense something besides numbers that's bothering me.
I want to know what it is.
Understood.
I'll try to reflect what you're imagining.
Change it as you like.
Thankyou.
Okay, partner.
Bust.
It's like a bird is flying.
What?
So, hit me.
That's a bust.
You're on edge, so I want to make things calm.
Hit me.
So very on edge.
But hit me.
Getting more on edge.
Hit me.
Stay.
A draw.
So it seems.
Do you know why I'm looking forward to this next card?
If it's a king, I lose.
A spade, even more so.
So my prayers will have been for nothing.
You saw through my shuffle?
No.
It's just, the cards have been your allies this whole time.
But now I have allies too.
Doesn't seem like you have many of 'em.
I don't need to win that much.
I want to bet a club.
It will be my ally.
Understood.
Hit me.
Stay.
You've won.
Congratulations.
To the next game.
Hit me.
Stay.
You did it!
You see?
No matter what you say, you know this girl will carry on.
Bell Wing,
I thought for sure you were on my side.
It's no fun if a challenge is settled easily.
There's just one thing I want you to recall.
That thing I told you, though it may have been none of my business.
About being more ladylike?
Yes.
Just be the person you're meant to be.
Be what you're supposed to be.
Otherwise, you won't be able to talk to the cards.
And if you don't talk to the cards, you can't beat him.
Right?
Yes!
That's good.
You've had a nice look to you.
Thank you, Bell Wing.
You should have sought help from someone else.
It's actually difficult to believe, but...
You're close to understanding fate.
Something I've spent my whole life on, you do in one hour.
You're modest.
Such people create certainty from randomness.
The certainty needed to live.
Have you ever thought about fate?
I've often thought it's evil.
About that hitchhiking scenario...
There's more to it.
May I go on?
Yes.
I had an older brother.
It was just me and him.
My one, irreplaceable brother.
But one day, he let a hitchhiker into his car,
and he was murdered.
He was stuffed into the trunk of his car and abandoned to the scorching heat.
He suffered suffocation and dehydration.
He died, exhausted and in the dark.
After the funeral, my father and I went to the spot where he was discovered.
I climbed into the trunk of the car my brother died in,
and had my father close it.
I wanted to know how my brother felt.
It was terrifying in there.
As I struggled with all my strength in the dark, I heard my father's voice:
"Pull the latch! There's a latch in there!"
I found the latch.
So, unlike my brother, I lived.
If my brother had only known that...
Or if someone had been there to tell him of the latch...
Or if he'd had the luck to help himself...
Any of those three would have allowed my brother to live.
But without those three, one can only lose.
Which of the three you have is beyond me.
But it's because you have it that you have survived.
You mustn't forget that.
All right.
You win.
Balot...
Sometimes, winning is more painful than losing.
The more you win, the heavier the burden.
Hit me.
Stay.
It's a draw.
To the next game.
Hit me.
Stay.
You lose.
Even if you stopped now, no one would mock you.
To the next game.
Double down.
Congratulations.
It's a house rule that triple 7s pay out 1.5 times as much.
Tactics and strategy sway victory.
Tactics are the choice of the individual.
For your first one?
Stay, I won't draw a card.
Next?
Hit, draw one card.
Your third?
Double down.
I'll finish with the next card, doubling my bet.
And your fourth?
Split.
When two numbers are the same,
throw in more chips and split the bet between the two.
And then surrender.
Pay up half your winnings and exit the game.
Your strategy is a combination of these five tactics.
If your timing and teamwork line up, you're sure to win.
Even money.
Even?
But you're sure to win.
Why divvy up money you've already bet, and throw away the greatest possible victory?
It's four million dollars.
You're really going to throw that share away?
Yes.
I didn't think you could do it.
I've seen true courage just now.
I've seen modesty.
For the first time, I've seen utter victory with my own eyes.
I've died once, like your brother.
But someone was there to help me out of that locked car.
To lose with these cards...
I can't read the cards.
Cards don't matter anymore.
You win.
You've won completely.
If you don't mind...
Can you tell me what you want with those chips?
I think I've performed a transaction.
I wanted to be able to do this for myself.
Just like a mermaid.
I remembered a story
about a mermaid who trades her voice for magical legs to walk on land.
I'm sure she was a brave girl too.
The owner?
Indeed.
I wanted to show off a bit more though.
Sorry, Bell Wing.
What are you saying?
You've been completely enamored with this girl for a while.
Please call the owner.
I'd like to return these chips.
Oh, jeez!
Damaging the casino wasn't your objective at all.
Once the owner sets eyes on a girl like you, he's done for!
I pray that your magic lasts a long time.
They're here.
Cleanwill John October...
He is both Shell's business partner and his fiancée's father.
Give them back!
You whore born in a trash yard...
We want just the yolk.
We'll take neither the shell nor the whites.
But if we should...
We'll give it right back.
Well done!
I gave you everything!
I'll keep spinning the tableaux somewhere.
Come visit me, if you feel like it.
Okay.
You haven't forgotten anything?
That's the smell of murderous intent!
Dammit! Boiled?
Balot, use me.
Don't! I say this as her primary physician:
Balot's at her limit!
Oeufcoque!
Balot!
Balot...
Rune Balot...
Thank goodness, she's stabilized.
An abnormality with her dermal fiber?
The data says it's abnormal.
But given the condition she's been placed in, it's normal.
Going forward will also prove difficult.
After all, she reads murderers' pasts.
I just pray it's for the best.
You'll use Shell's memories to show the path that led to his crimes.
You and Oeufcoque should be able to do it in a day, but...
Are you really all right?
I want to know.
Why me?
I'll be happy if I find even part of the answer to that.
Balot is perfectly rational, Doctor.
All right!
Well, I'll whisk up the eggs.
Please...
I don't want to go back to my father.
I'll make ya pretty.
We have to be systematic.
This doesn't add up.
Let's go back to the entrance.
There's going to be trouble around you soon.
This is my deal, period.
I've had my doubts about what I handed over.
A blue diamond...
That's the answer.
That's good.
The motive for Shell's crimes will be confirmed!
There's nowhere I want to go back to.
Why?
Why me? Why me?
Why am I afraid?
Stay aware.
This isn't your fear!
There's no way I could know what that means.
I've already forgotten everything.
There's nowhere I want to go back to.
I'll make you a promise.
Even if I lose my memories, I will remember you.
There's something I want to ask you.
You're the one person I'll never-
Did your father violate you?
Stop! Don'tget involved!
Stay calm, Balot!
Stop this, Doctor!
Oh, no, Balot's power is greater than we thought.
I'll make ya pretty.
I'll make ya so pretty!
No, the first girl wasn't killed.
At this rate, we'll have to let it play out to the end.
The first one killed was...
I asked a processor to make a "diamond" out of Mother's cremated remains.
We've arrived at the trauma.
Why me?
Mother?
Stop it, Mother!
Twenty-three hours...
That's how long you've been lying there asleep.
Rest easy.
You won't have any bad dreams,
because Oeufcoque will be at your side.
Good morning.
Your trial date has been set.
I was a fool.
If only I'd taught you more important things...
Please, help me become a different person again.
I'll erase everything.
His mother sexually abused him.
When he turned 18, Shell killed her.
He burned her alive, rigging the car to make it look like a crash.
Without the memory of that incident he became unable to control his emotions,
which lead to his homicidal tendencies.
Shell regards those impulses as self-actualization.
He chose young girls with pasts like his own and made them his victims.
I think it's because his girlfriend died,
a girl that Shell really cared for.
It seemed he was shocked that they both had similar pasts.
To think, they both chose that kind of person...
Shell didn't kill her.
Despair stemming from sympathy, eh?
At any rate, this casts doubt on the usefulness of the October Corporation.
After all, erasing Shell's memories is what made him a murderer.
If his memories returned, do you think that he would stop killing?
It's possible.
But he himself would probably refuse.
He didn't fight like you did.
He just looked for victims.
You all saved me.
Thank you.
Well, your case is now settled.
It's the prosecutor.
Regarding the negotiation request...
The name on it is the CEO of the October Corporation.
What does that mean?
The man who was at Shell's side at the casino.
He's applied for both negotiation and information disclosure.
They're afraid that by exploiting your case, we'll shed light on their wrongdoings.
"Exploiting..."
That's how powerful that chip you acquired is.
What's this?
The head of negotiations is Boiled.
Impossible.
That would make a dual contract for him.
What happened to Shell?
He's out on bail.
The prosecutor's got a mark on him, but...
I have a bad feeling.
Balot...
No!
You want us to be the first ones to deepen this girl's wounds?
What do you mean?
Shell's memories are our sole source of information.
The October Corporation may want to get rid of him.
We have to protect him.
I don't really understand.
So, I'm to protect Shell?
That's right.
No!
She's resolved her incident.
The incident was her own doing.
She chose it.
The life preservation program has been extended indefinitely.
She is your user.
Don't try to sway her!
Thank you, Oeufcoque.
I want to be able to use you properly.
What lies ahead is not necessarily going to be good for you.
But it's what I chose.
Teach me how you resolve things, so I can be a little better.
Guide me so that I can do it too.
Understood.
Let's go resolve our matter.
There's a foul scent.
Dammit, it's Shell's fiancée!
The scent of Shell's murderous intent remains.
A ceremony to become a new person, eh?
The scent of murderous intent!
I only just got hired!
Please, gimme a break!
Call your employer.
My, well done.
Well...
Yes, okay.
You showed me an interesting game at the casino.
The game is over.
You're under arrest, Mr. Cleanwill.
It's no use.
There's no proof I'm the one who gave the orders.
So let's hurry up and negotiate.
Like you, we will prosecute Shell.
What was that?
Shell Septimos caused undue damage to our casino,
sullied our image, and has even been demanding a share of our estate.
A convenient way of putting it.
Division of wealth is only natural in marriage, isn't it?
Marriage?
Ah, but there's another guy who wants her.
I'll make ya pretty.
A rather talented case officer has tagged along too.
Why not have our talented 09s fight?
Bastard, you want to make Boiled kill Shell?!
Balot!
What are you doing?
Hacking a public agency is a crime!
Don't! We'll go through the proper channels.
Don't resort to violence!
No!
Balot!
Please!
This man, and Shell...
Let me kill them all!
After that, I don't care if I die!
Balot?
Are you angry?
Or are you sad?
Thatgirl is the same as me...
As the other girls that Shell has killed.
The same?
You mean, your father...
Please!
It means nothing if someone like me dies.
Please! Let me kill them!
Your spirit has a scent to it.
If there were something I needed to believe in, that would give me conviction.
I entrust myself to you.
To think, the same hotel?
Can't say that's very savory.
At a glance, it's against the law.
This is private property!
Then we'll leave this to the police.
Let's go, there's still something that needs to be done.
Cleanwill tossed him out when he learned his daughter was murdered.
With this, Shell loses his right to be case officer and Boiled is re-hired,
hence his dual contract.
He got burned a lot more than us.
After all, it was his real daughter.
If the plan to prosecute Shell remains intact, he hasn't been eliminated.
We can still take him in.
I wonder if Shell will believe us?
If his memory comes back, I'm sure he won't be able to kill anyone.
Boiled?!
A job's come in from the October Corporation.
Who cares about October Corp anymore?
I can become a new person again.
I'm grateful to you.
That girl almost killed me.
You're a good friend.
Let's keep in touch, Boiled.
The information's been divulged, and the case officer is closing in.
If those guys find you, the situation will be reversed.
What's this?
You wouldn't betray me.
I'm your great benefactor, aren't I?
I don't want to die.
But you have killed.
What was that just now? Boiled!
You're here, eh?
You're listening to us through this circuit aren't you, Oeufcoque?
What?!
They're listening, Boiled!
Us fighting would have no meaning at all.
Withdraw, Boiled.
We were created to make so much cruelty.
Your current user surely wants a nice, legal reason to kill.
What good would killing Shell do?
What can be born if everyone is murdered?
Giving birth to stuff isn't my job.
Boiled, you want to kill me?!
Mr. Shell...
I feel you've done a far better job than simply that of hirer.
It's a shame the circumstances have changed.
Boiled!
I am case officer Oeufcoque Penteano.
I'm taking you into-
I didn't want to die.
Give her your weapon.
The life preservation program shall use you.
Where are you?!
Very close by.
Then, do you know what I'm doing?
What good would it do now?
This is your last chance.
Shut up!
I'm gonna teach the idiot who'd present a girl like this how business is done!
Oeufcoque, my life is being threatened.
I will give back that which you have lost.
Even the most rotten of eggs
may come back to life if warmed.
Dammit, our flight path has been shut down.
It's Boiled's doing.
He ordered a swarm of recon helicopters that are clogging up the airspace.
I can use investigative authority to make them move, but it will take time.
We're trapped.
What do we do?
Defend or retreat, that's all.
Even if we had a police squadron here, if the October Corporation wants it,
Shell will be murdered.
I'll try keeping him safe.
How long will it take them to get here?
Two hours...
No, one hour.
Believe me.
I believe you.
I'm not running away.
No, run, please.
I will, once we're finished.
I'll be back for you soon.
What's your intention?
Bye-bye, Shell.
You plan to fight him head-on?
There are many by whom I've wanted to be loved.
But you're the only one I've wanted to love.
I won't kill.
I won't be killed.
I won't allow killing.
The person who's come here is your old friend.
I'll figure something out.
We won't kill.
We won't be killed.
We won't allow killing.
It's very difficult.
But there is value in the challenge.
I've encountered a good partner.
You've heard how I do things, right?
Just stop it, Boiled!
Twee and the others were happy to hear we'd gotten you, our comrade.
And so was I.
I will now seal up that power.
A weapon that uses electromagnetic waves to inflict dermal pain!
Erase the pain!
Manipulate your body!
Ash... Trash...
I don't want to die!
Tissue... Wash... Brush...
This isn't enough to stop me.
He's using pseudo-gravity to compensate for his leg.
It's warm...
I am cruelty itself.
Try and stop me.
She did well.
But in the end you have to do it, Oeufcoque.
No, Boiled!
Oeufcoque!
Oeufcoque...
Fresh... Wish...
Finish... Harsh...
With this, your case is complete.
I'd like to say to direct your anger at having been put in harm's way toward us, but...
Resolving this was just a sample of what we can do.
Won't you please stay at Oeufcoque's side?
He said that too.
Boiled?
Can I take a short drive?
There are still things I have to tell Oeufcoque.
And anything else for Boiled?
Say, "Now, at last, you can sleep."
I was involved in his development.
His body was made so that he would never sleep in his life.
There's so much to do now.
Being sad will have to wait till later.
Yes.
Dish... Wash... Cash...
Brush...
Would you please hold me?
Oeufcoque...
Forjust a little longer, I...
Let's cry together.
Some of this sad feeling mightgo away.
I have wings Watashi, tsubasa ga aru no
Sparkling in the sun Taiyou ni kirameite
While flapping them, while chasing dreams Habatakinagara, yume oinagara
I continue this long journey Haruka na tabi o tsuzukeru
I have hopes Watashi, kibou ga aru no
Sparkling with all my heart Kokoro kara kagayaite
Yoake no iro, yuuhi no iro ni
By the color of the morning sun
The color of the setting sun
My wings are stained as I fly Tsubasa o somete tobu no yo
Jiyuu ga watashi ni wa yuuki to
Freedom gave me courage and light
Hikari o kureta wa
You have them too; you have wings Anata mo aru, tsubasa ga aru
Rise up in flight, to the sky Tobidatsu no yo, sora e to
It's beautiful Utsukushii wa
This is happiness, isn't it? Shiawase deshou?
Let's ride the wind and cross a rainbow Kaze ni nori, niji o watarou
Everyone has wings Minna, tsubasa ga aru no
Stretching brilliantly toward tomorrow Ashita e to hanayaka ni
Transcending time, transcending worry Tsukihi o koete, nayami o koete
And following your path Anata no michi o tadoru no
Wings teach us the blueness and kindness Tsubasa ga oozora no aosa to
Of the wide open sky Yasashisa o oshieru
You have them too; you have wings Anata mo aru, tsubasa ga aru
You're flying, all by yourself Tonde iru wa, hitori de
Proudly, with those wings Hokoritakaku, sono tsubasa de
Let's embrace that seven-colored rainbow Nanairo no niji o dakou
Space is so wide Hiroi uchuu da wa
You're so beautiful Anata, kirei da wa
Inside a cloud Kumo no naka de watashi to
Overlap wings with me Tsubasa o kasaneyou
You have them too; you have wings Anata mo aru, tsubasa ga aru
Rise up in flight, to the sky Tobidatsu no yo, sora e to
It's beautiful Utsukushii wa
This is happiness, isn't it? Shiawase deshou?
Let's ride the wind and cross a rainbow Kaze ni nori, niji o watarou
You have them too; you have wings Anata mo aru, tsubasa ga aru
Rise up in flight, to the sky Tobidatsu no yo, sora e to
It's beautiful Utsukushii wa
This is happiness, isn't it? Shiawase deshou?
Let's ride the wind and cross a rainbow Kaze ni nori, niji o watarou