The mastermind behind the gaming industry: IF (Iffy). Riding her motorcycle through various worlds, what exactly does she see?!
The motorcycle roars, and Pururu is laid to rest.
Beyond Purple Kingdom, the front end lifts; in the distance, Momma's smile appears.
One last trip, a cloth laid over her, and Neptune waits for the dishes.
The platform is lifted, the wind blows, and Nepgear comes to lay flowers.
The wine is opened, the dishes are served, and adorable Peashy starts grabbing food.
The music plays, the gong rings, and Compa cries her heart out.
A pit is dug, the music plays, and Blanc and Vert kneel down.
The year passes, the paper is burned, and wild grass grows three meters tall on the grave.
The Gaming Industry Traffic Control Bureau reminds you: There are countless roads, but safety comes first. Ride recklessly, and your loved ones will weep.
IF (Iffy): What the heck, I'm alive and well, okay!!!
