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Who: hosts and idols
Where: game tower
When: day 125, evening

[ an hour or two after the start of the game, Yasuragi's hologram vanished. now, the next evening, the game alert sounds off on the phones again, and he reappears in the game tower lobby in a black whorl, dressed this time in finery and royal purples, with his hair elaborately braided up and a crown of chains falling across his gaze, as he peers at another scroll with one leg crossed over the other. ]

Time is up, and I've received news of the results.

A special acknowledgment to Heart Soldier Senshi especially, for winning in both categories. Alongside them, Baritones and peppep were the runners-up in total, while Lilis and ☆zrael were the runners up in averages.

As for the individual acknowledgments, my cohort would like to send their praise and support to His Majesty The Emperor, of Baritones, as well as-

[ covers his mouth with his free hand as he clears his throat, deliberately maintaining a straight face ]

-Fox, of Taisho Roman Revolution. They were quite moved, so it seems.

That concludes all this, then-

Ardashir--! [ a different, deeper voice cuts in to all this professional mumbo-jumbo. familiar to some maybe, but to most it just looks like some fancily dressed servant or whatever steps in from nowhere to harass the so-called “venerable host”. ]

When did you get back? Those demon children of yours have been on my case all night wondering where you were, and I swear that damn bodyguard of yours keeps following me every-- … what are you doing?

[ the intruder finally stops, looking up in the direction of the crowd, while in the meantime Yasuragi's attention seems to have been totally derailed to the man's whining. a dry retort: ]

Is it really appropriate for a demon to call others demons?

[ the “demon” scoffs, waving a dismissive hand ]

A demon knows a demon when he sees one. More importantly, you didn’t tell me-- [ he cuts himself off. … then shifts his gaze back to the crowd again ]

Oh well. It’s good to see everyone, anyways… well some of them. [ a half-taunting grin. and a smooth salute-wave that holds much more poise and non-chalance than he entered the room with. ] It looks like I got here late. I won’t hold you up.

Concluding all this, then.

[ the scroll dissipates with a flick of Yasuragi's wrist, and in its place materializes a familiar-looking smartphone. a few moments later, once he's tapped away at it a few times, Heart Soldier Senshi and BARiTONES receive a base 1000 points each for bonus wins, while LiliS, pep!pep!, Taisho Roman Revolution, and ☆ZRAEL are awarded 800. every other unit gets a base 100.

additionally- everyone receives a message on their phones from the screenname Yasuragi-no-Mikoto, listing everyone's full submission sheets. ]

Farewell, and good fortune in your endeavors.

[ as Yasuragi stands, in a leak of ink-like blackness starting from his feet, his image bleeds away once and for all, ending at the final wave of his white-gloved hand before it, too, is gone.

the second man lingers, however. his eyes scanning the crowd for a moment before he gives a nod and a wistful, almost playful smile ]

I'll see you all again real soon.

[ and with that, he backs away a step and disappears in the same blackness. ]

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[ was gonna go off to do cute things with Song but... hm. ]

...should I ask?

[Please do cute things with Song. She needs more older responsible sibling-types.]

You can always ask. At your own risk, of course.

[Holds up the phone to show her]

[ Song wants to Kiss, this isn't very responsible. But they will also get cake for silence who clearly needs a break ]

It's amazing what people can presume about others simply by the way they carry themselves.

Indeed.

[Though he has his own suspicions about this particular submission sheet]

Did anyone mis-categorize you?

Your unitmate may have misinterpreted my patience with him for lack of experience.

[ shows him her phone. Medusa categorized her as a virgin. ]

. . .

[Looks at Medusa's list. Sees Yvette as a virgin. Sees Lucifel as weak.

. . .

God he's going to die horribly someday from his lack of character judgement.

Dryly:]

He's still adjusting.

He's very diligent at studying; I have every confidence in his ability to learn and adapt. He also seems like the type who wouldn't take constructive criticism personally.

[ she won't accuse him of worrying about him (even if she thinks he is— rightfully so, to an extent— and will leave it at that. There's no need to tease him on a day when they've already lost a game. ]

If that is a fancy way to say he is a opinion-less yesman, then you are correct.

He probably defers to you because of your knowledge and experience. When he wants to take time to think things through, he says so.

Oh? Did he do that during the game?

No, when we first met. We were discussing importance of memories.

And his opinion...?

[She knows Intensity's opinions on memories. And if she doesn't, she probably will soon!]

[ while She's limited by her own voice, she uses a fairly dead-on imitation of his cadence. ]

"I woke up with no identity and decided to find a new one if I was going to be an idol. Though, even if reclaiming my old memories would be counterintuitive to that goal, I can't help but be curious about my past.

... For now, I suppose I'll wait a few days before I buy one."

[ and she goes back to herself ]

We had seen each other twice after that, but it didn't come up.

. . .

Neat trick.

A natural result of studying people and some minimal acting ability.

I see. You'd truly be a danger if you were on Taisho.

[ laughing softly. ]

Finally, someone who doesn't think I'm dangerous... five people categorized me as such and three were on my own unit.

People don't like what they can't upset or pick apart. It reveals more about their insecurities than anything else.

Maybe. I'll have to ask them later