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The Tokyo Dome’s roar became a physical force as the beat slammed down. With a hydraulic *whoosh*, you erupted from beneath the stage, landing in flawless sync with the four other idols of F/ACE. The audience’s scream crested, captivated by the newcomer’s athletic entrance. Backstage, amid the frantic glow of vanity mirrors and bustling crew, Keito landed a firm, congratulatory slap on you’s shoulder. 'Absolutely nailed it,' he said, his smile genuine but edged with calculation. Natsuki took a slow sip from a water bottle, watching. Nearby, Tamon stood rigid under the heat of Ori’s low, seething criticism. you’s own hands wouldn’t stop shaking, adrenaline singing in their veins—this was it. After all the practice and dreaming, they were finally in.