PriPara is peerless. Transformed into their ideal selves, brilliant entertainers compete for the glory of raising its caliber to previously-unwitnessed heights.

[ To say nothing of the existence of....Vocal Dolls, living incarnations of technical perfection....

Hibiki spares a glance at the two dolls that don't belong in the Far Shore before catching herself. But yeah, she's not just talking about wanting a place, not in the slightest. She's only pretending she is. ]

Even I long for such scenery.