A Story of the 2 Geishas

Prima: I'm Prima and I'm one of the two Vocaloids who are themed opera singers. Did you know that people in the past made so many stories for younger generations? Besides singing opera, there's one thing I like to do sometimes; create a story for upcoming generations, so I call this the story of the 2 geishas and this is exactly how it goes.

(starts playing the violin while mellow music begins playing accompanied by traditional Japanese instruments)


 * Once upon a time, in the middle of a beautiful Japanese garden, there were two beautiful geishas.
 * One was born with black hair, dressed in white, so pure and graceful, and another was born with brown hair, dressed in black, so vain and sadistic.
 * The villagers loved the white geisha best, leaving the black one cynically jealous.

VY1 Mizki: Ah, this good old garden~

Prima: ...said the white geisha pleasantly while holding her open parasol.

Mizki: Looking at all the flowers around me makes me wanna sing with all my heart.

Prima: And she did so starting with her eyes closed and her fan open.

[Mizki]
 * Beautiful gardens
 * Your colors within the flowers I see
 * They're beautiful as some people expect
 * 'Cause every type is with every tree
 * I can feel love growing inside me
 * When sakura trees are all in bloom
 * Somehow my true love will come
 * And he will come to me so we can have some room

Prima: Sometimes, her villagers who were doing ordinary things stopped to hear her singing like no villager expects. Some would give her flowers and others would just flatter at her beautiful voice. Everyday was the same until the black geisha started to prepare an evil plot.

[Sachiko]
 * All that I've seen there
 * My sister's attention makes me feel sick
 * Nobody loved me all these years
 * So I'm starting to make a clever trick
 * I'll get rid of her so she'll rot
 * The people will see I'm the best
 * Perhaps that same guy I have heard of
 * Will find out being under a test

Prima: And she took out some paper and ink to draw an evil plan she mentioned. Beyond the sides of the 2 opposites, there came a handsome samurai with black hair like most Japanese people. He carried a rainbow sword in his right hand and stopped by to look around. He said...

VY2 Yūma: My fair maiden, I've heard you singing once somewhere, but I didn't see you. Let me hear you again.


 * For I am searching
 * With a pure heart that keeps on living
 * I know this place is big with walls
 * There's an effort I'll be giving
 * So I'll have to just finish my mission
 * Before I hear you sing again