That night—
In a certain restaurant in Edo—
"I'm in the mood! Let me dance a hometown dance for everyone!"
The jester Harada pushed away the table in front of him, quickly stood in the center of the room, and hummed an unknown tune to accompany himself while performing a dance with no apparent meaning.
Harada's dance wasn't exactly unwatchable, but it was definitely hard to look at.
Not a single note was on key, and his stiff limbs seemed completely disconnected from his brain, with moves that didn't match the music at all...
In short—it was a dance with the potential to cause psychic damage.
However, for a "celebration feast" where the livelier it was, the better, such a dance was just right.
There's no need for impressive vocals or dance steps; what matters is that you dare to dance and sing and keep the party from getting dull—that's what a celebration feast is all about.
