It was practically a miracle.
It would certainly go down in the history of Mars as the "Miraculous 7 Minutes".
This is the story of the two girls who set it all in motion.
A crazy guy showed up!
He's gonna kill us!
That's him!
That's the legendary producer, Tobe!
Th-This is...
...the legendary...
I'm starting to think he's legendary for something else.
Hey, you're Tobe, aren't you?
Hear me out. I want you to become these two's producer.
What a crock of shit.
Huh?
What?
Your singing is shit, and that melody was shit.
You sounded like a couple of kids wailing in their sleep.
Excuse me?!
That's awful!
There's no mistaking it.
They say Tobe swears like a sailor, and can make people angry in an instant.
With the mouth on this guy, it's gotta be him!
I'm done. Let's go home.
Wait.
You need a producer, don't you?
Hat like that... You must be a Texan, right?
What?
I'm from Texas too.
He just walked off with the guy. Will he be okay?
This might be a trick.
The place is covered with suspicious plants...
One tequila, two tequila,
three tequila, floor!
Looks like they're having fun.
All right, I'll go grab some real tequila.
Gus, are you sure you want him as our producer?
Huh?
Doesn't he seem a bit dangerous?
Even if he is the actual guy, he doesn't exactly seem to be in practice.
Well, I get why you might be worried.
Hey, you two. You'll be practicing from morning till night from now on.
Huh?
That's my condition for being your producer.
So you'll do it?
But we don't have the money to rent a studio...
We can't afford backing musicians either.
What do we do?
Huh? That's...
A Neumann microphone!
We'll record here.
We'll record everything with this in one go.
Huh?
Seriously?
I'll turn your shit into the most polished shit you've ever seen.
Yes, I've contacted the probation officer here too.
I'll leave in three days, as planned.
Angela, please look this way.
Well, it's time to wrap this up.
Before that, would you mind commenting on your upcoming release?
It's a different kind of song for me, and you'll get to see a new side of me.
Now then, thank you for coming today.
My! I didn't know you were here!
Angela, allow me to introduce you.
This is—
Aren't you Aaron?
You know about me? I'm honored.
But of course! There's not a soul who hasn't heard of the IT genius, Aaron!
I don't know what to say!
Angela, it seems he's a fan of yours.
A toast to our meeting.
Carole?
Huh?
It really is you, Carole! It's me, your mom!
And your dad!
How I've missed you!
Huh?
If it isn't Carole!
We've been looking for you!
It's me, your mom, Carole!
Who are you supposed to be?
Right back at you.
Hey, so listen...
Just so you know, I don't have any money.
B-But, what about the prize money from Mars Brightest?
We didn't get anything like that. We were disqualified, you know.
But when you become a star in the future, you'll be able to make a fortune!
That's right!
If one of you really is my dad, you'll have a birthmark on your right wrist.
There you have it.
Hey, wait!
Who cares about some birthmark?
Hey, stop!
Let go!
That hurts!
Stop it!
Wh-What are you doing?
Ow! Ow, ow, ow!
That makes it twice now.
I was planning on sending them flying with that move you taught me, but it all just happened so fast.
Aikido is for self-defense.
You use the attacker's own strength to fend them off.
It's not something to go on the offense with.
Really?
You should teach me more, then!
There's been heaps of people like that lately— normally after money, just like they were.
Is that so...
Isn't it funny?
I mean, even if they really were my parents,
they've left me alone all this time, only to show up now.
I don't get it.
Talk about irresponsible.
Hey, so did you finish what you came here to do?
The stuff you talked about before.
Yeah. Either way, I have to go back to Earth soon.
Oh, you're from Earth?
Yeah.
I was actually born on Earth too.
Though I was too young to remember much of it.
What do you remember of Earth?
I wonder...
I remember that I was abandoned at the church on Christmas, and it was snowing.
Though I actually just heard that from the nun.
Have you ever seen snow?
Yeah, a long time ago.
I'd love to see it for myself. It doesn't snow on Mars, you know.
It's beautiful, right?
That's right. It's beautiful, yet fleeting.
When you touch it, it quickly melts.
One Mars dumpling.
Sure, coming right up.
Hello, Tuesday.
I'm not anyone suspicious.
I'm Kyle.
I'm a journalist looking into your mother.
So I was hoping you could tell me—
I have nothing to talk with you about!
That so?
This is good.
I don't have a business card, so please make do with this.
If you ever change your mind about an interview, contact me here.
Just because you're family doesn't necessarily mean you're close.
I understand that.
But you'll probably need to face her properly one day.
That mother of yours.
So that you can live your own life.
See you.
Not again...
What?
Comments have been popping up that seem strangely knowledgeable about what you're doing.
As if they're constantly watching you.
Seriously? You sure it's not just some delusional guy's fantasies?
The thing is, they even seem to know things that haven't been announced yet.
It's this "Black_Knight" user.
Knight? Do they imagine themself protecting me or something?
Just to be on the safe side, I'll be assigning you a state-of-the-art AI bodyguard.
Anyway, when's that supposed producer showing up?
Oh, Tao is already at the studio.
Seriously...
What's this supposed to be?
I don't recall ever singing this.
Why? What's going on here?
Tell me!
I analyzed all your singing thus far, and used it as a base for an AI to sing with.
It's a simulation AI for testing new songs.
It's still incomplete, though.
What the hell...
So when it's complete, you won't need me anymore?
Hey! That's where you're supposed to say "no"!
It's just a simulation.
Revoke the trade agreement with Earth?
You want me to make that a campaign promise, Jerry?
Yes. That's what the consulting AI's concluded.
Ridiculous. Do you understand the chaos that would result from that?
It seems you haven't quite grasped reality.
Currently, Valerie's approval rating is nine points lower than Hamilton.
Without drastic measures, a comeback will prove difficult.
Strong words, and a strong will. That's what the public desires.
To turn things around, you have to give them what they want.
Still, a promise like that could never be fulfilled!
It doesn't matter much whether you can fulfill the promise or not.
It seems I have no choice.
Wait, do you seriously intend on going along with this?
It doesn't make sense for a consultant to decide on a politician's policy!
You're welcome to hold whatever ideals you like.
However...
If you're not elected,
you're just part of the masses.
What's he doing?
Some ritual?
Warding off evil?
He's probably testing the acoustics, I think.
Hey, kid.
Huh?
Put the mic here.
You talking to me?
You know, I don't know anything about old mics like this.
Hey.
Skip!
H-How?
You need a band, right?
There you are, you bastards.
You still kicking, gramps?
You ready? We'll be doing this as many times as it takes until I'm satisfied.
I know.
All right, time to squeeze out a great shit.
We've been around the sun
Carried each other to hell and back
Into a brand new dawn
Burning our bridges with the past
And where you lead sister, I will follow
From the shadows of the past to the shimmers of tomorrow
For the bond we share is beyond compare
It's unbreakable
'Cause this is the moment we've waited for
And this is the day we spread our wings and fly
Nothing can break this army of two
Ain't nothing gonna stop us girl, it's you, you, you and I
Army of two
It's shit.
The finest shit there is.
Huh?
What?
He's giving you the okay.
We're done?
Not bad.
I can't believe Tobe passed you after just 52 takes.
Hey guys, please calm down!
Looks pretty good on it.
Are you a Texan too?
Guys...
I want to go home...
All right, next we record an album!
I thought you'd say that!
You know, they say the days of the album are over.
You idiot! That's exactly why we'll make one!
That's right!
I'll birth a shit among shits, a legendary shit!
Dann!
Hey.
We did it! We recorded Carole & Tuesday's debut song!
I see.
I'll bring it along next time so you can hear it.
No, I won't be able to see you anymore.
Oh, right... You're going home to Earth.
Are you done with your business?
Dann?
Could we talk? It's fine if we do it on your way home.
Of course.
A long time ago, I had a wife.
She was frail, and though we had a child, we couldn't take care of her.
At the time, I'd gotten into some trouble, and was in prison.
On a snowy day,
my wife left the child with a church, and died soon after.
I pleaded self-defense for my charges,
but was found guilty, and had to remain in prison.
17 years passed, I was finally released on parole, and I tried looking for the child.
After spending some years at an orphanage,
she ended up in a refugee camp, and her whereabouts became unknown.
I almost gave up, but then I heard she was on Mars.
And so you came to Mars?
I never did anything a parent should for her,
and have no right to call myself her father.
I don't even have the right to ask for forgiveness.
"I would be fine with just a glimpse of her."
That's what drove me.
This is it, then.
Will you come back to Mars again?
Yeah.
I don't know how many years it will take, but I'll be back after I've served my sentence.
Promise me.
You have to come and visit me then.
Yeah, I promise.
See you again one day.
Dann!