It was like a miracle.
Yes, it will be remembered in the history of Mars...
as "a miracle of 7 minutes".
This is the story of the two girls who set it all in motion.
This is Alba City, the most prosperous city on Mars.
The 2 girls who met in this town...
are merely music lovers.
However, soon the world will know whether...
their meeting was a destiny, or... not necessarily.
It got that messy overnight?
Good morning, milady.
Good morning...
I'm going out to a new part-time job, will you clean that mess?
Drop Mars. (TL note: she combined "See you" with "Mars")
Top of da' morning!
That's it! Thank you very much...
Good job.
What's next?
Mr. Tao is waiting for you.
Damn, I overslept...
Carole?
Ah... She's gone...
Oh, yes! I have to clean up!
Um... How do you do it?
It hurts!
Could you say... Why are there no other employees?
There are always 120 employees in Artience Lab.
Everyone except me is AI.
Could it be that you hate humans?
Something wrong?
Here is a pattern analysis of all the hits in the past.
We're producing new music based on that data.
Marketing, as well as branding.
That's how we're contracted until promotion.
99% of modern hits are produced by AI
Naturally, I think you know that.
I had no idea.
Even listening carefully, it's indistinguishable.
"There is a warmth to songs created by humans."
It's just a lie.
Such a thing...
is easy to make with a hearth-warming parameter.
So you could freely make any song...?
Hold up!
I'm asking if you can make any song!?
Obviously.
Michael Jackson style, Daft Punk style...
It can be simulated perfectly.
Whatever...
Just give me a song then, quickly.
And I want it to be the best song possible.
You're late...
Sorry!
What's your experience in this job?
It's my first time.
Well, anyway...
You ought to cry well. As much as possible.
Something like an actress...
Listen...
Our client is a deceased person.
You have to show how miserable and lonesome you are after his death.
After his death, huh?
Life is strange and death is sad...
Like when my parents died...
I remember that I was bullied.
Let's go.
Oh, mister! Why, why are you dead?
Mister!
I can't do it.
Next is your turn.
Ugh... yes.
Like when my parents died...
I don't even know my parents' faces.
When I was bullied...
Stuu~ pid, stu~ pid!
This gum hair!
It hurts!
What happened?
It's Carole...
If you're not a good girl, you won't make any good friends.
Right, right! This ugly-!
I rather turned out to be a bully.
I'm back home.
Hey, listen to this...
I got fired again, could you believe?
Unbelievable.
What are you doing?
How on Earth did you end up like that... cleaning?
Because usually... it's my maid...
Um... Could it be...
Wow, a large house after all!
Huh? I thought everyone has houses like that.
Could it be that you're really a wonderful milady?
No way, that could never happen.
Spending money... How much do you get?
Huh, spending money you say...
That's it.
T-that's...
That's a Black Card without payment restrictions!
Well, yeah. That's it.
I see it for the first time...
But I can't use it, because...
I'd be located straight away.
Ah... I see... You're a home runaway after all.
Yeah...
Well, for now let's clear up this room.
Let's do it.
We can finally go to bed now.
Thank you.
After a day like this...
If I go straight to bed, surely I'll have a nightmare.
Yeah, I understand.
In such moments I think about my favorite things and then go to bed.
Then how about we each name things we like?
Good idea.
Then for me...
That would be Mars Grilled.
WTF is that?
Alba City's specialty. Martians' style octopus.
I want to try it.
OK, your turn.
Favorite things… Assam Tapioca Milk Tea!
Girlish!
You think so?
Timberland boots.
Really? I never tried them on...
That's what I usually wear.
A guitar named... Hummingbird.
Cute name.
Right!
The smell of the river... while skateboarding.
-Smell? -Yup.
Smell... The smell of a paper book.
Paper?
Yes.
And also... Cyndi's songs.
I'm more of a Crystal's fan.
Oh, me too! I love Crystal!
No way, which songs?
Hmm... It's hard to decide... "Unbreakable" for instance!
Good one.
I would go with "Everything".
That's unfair!
What? Why?
Unfair!
Hey, about that song...
the one we made together.
I want to play on the piano a bit more.
You mean... a grand piano or something?
Yes, yes, exactly.
In a studio or somewhere high like that...
Don't fall from such a height, OK?
That ain't the "high" I meant!
Huh... that place...
Mars Migration Memorial Hall!
I happen to know a guard that works there...
Maybe he could let us in!
For real?
If we go there tomorrow, I'm sure it will work out. Somehow...
Now that the next presidential election is being rumored...
An interview with Hersell governor - Valerie Simmons
The first thing I want to tell you about is what I am aiming for.
It is kindness and compassion in politics.
Eeeh? No way...
What? Something happened?
Ah, sorry. It's nothing.
The sensation you feel now...
This star's passion... All this was born from me!
Fire.
Turn up lower tones.
What's up, Rodi?
Sorry...
It is verified now. Looks like something is wrong today...
Rodi... You're giving AIs girlish names.
Isn't that the case?
Indeed, maybe Jenny fell in love with you?
It's not hard to fall in love with me.
But my lunch date comes first.
I only have use in good people. And especially in good women.
Don't fuck up, Rodi.
Ertegun! Long time no see!
Ah, really?
I haven't seen you at all recently. Do you not care about me?
That's not the case, I'm always thinking about you.
That's a bit... What is this?
Be relaxed.
Relaxed?
First of all, a key check.
Continue.
What the hell was that?
I have never heard of such a key check!
It was a support to help you utilize your vocal cords.
A failure, it seems.
It's delicate. Carefully.
Are you worried more about me or the machine?
This machine isn't such a failure after all.
Where are your feelings, do you have no empathy?
Are you sure you're still human, not another AI?
I hear it often.
Just for a minute, I'm telling you!
No, no, I'll get in trouble!
It'll be all right.
Even if you say that...
Hmm... two nice girls... I wonder what happened?
I'm still working here ...
Hmm... two nice girls... I wonder what happened?
Whoops...
Ah, careful!
Forced their way in?
Are you really going to play?
Hey, what are you doing!?
Hey!
I'm done for...
Wait! Stop, hey!
-We... -What?
We've been running this way before, right?
You must be imagining that!
It is quite a buzz, isn't it?
Gus - still alive, aren't you?
What is this? Viral.
Annoying...
Did you say something, old man?
I- I'm sorry.
Please don't mind this drunk person. No need to worry.
Shall I say it?
What?
That shitty song...
Let me have a look.
Hey!
-Hey, he- -Shh...
This is...
...not a bad song, huh?
Yes, that's right.
Sorry, It was my bad.
That guy!
Oh Gus, it's been a long time.
Ye, ye... Who are the two women in your video?
Straight to the point...
Actually I don't even know myself.
Ah, I see.
But... Maybe I can check that.
Really?
Please wait a moment.
Well then, face recognition...
Ah, that one.
Instagram came up.
Zero (0) followers.
Location information left... How careless.
Target identified.
Already? Rodi, you...
W-Who's that?
W-What's that?
Open up!
What? What, what?
No way...
Open right now!
Isn't it too much?
The story is up. Make it marvellous!
W-What is it about?
W-Who are...
What's wrong with you!?
I finally found you!
Regards, I am your manager starting today.