Tzuyu: The contract's near to end.
Sana: Yeah.
Tzuyu: Why are you sad?
Sana: I can't do... Fan service with you... Satzu, right?
Tzuyu: We don't need to do Fan service anymore.
Sana: I know. That's sad—
Tzuyu: Let's make it real. Marry me and I'll love you until my last breathe baby.
