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HANDSHAKE EVENT: FANSERVICE START

Who: Unfamiliar faces?
Where: Tokyo-F
When: Day 424, morning

[ The cryptic countdown pauses: 999999.

Then, the video feed turns on. Who's this—why, it's Man☆Eater! ]

A big ol' congrats to our final winner, who requested: "PLEASE MAKE C KING OF HEAVEN"! Now, we could make that happen for you, but where'd be the fun in that? And hey, we've got a special occasion to celebrate: the start of our fourth season! If the third time's a charm, the fourth's gotta be even better, right? Gyahaha!

They say you should meet your heroes... eh, or wait, was it the opposite? Oh well, too late! 'Cause guess what, you lucky rascal? Instead of sitting back and watching all the action through a screen, you're getting the once-in-a-lifetime chance to meet the man himself! No accounting for taste if you ask your host here, but hey, go bask in his divine presence or whatever! Gyahahahaha!

[ the video shuts off before further explanation can be given, though fortunately you're receiving a text message: ]

IMEEJI'S FIRST HANDSHAKE EVENT BEGINS
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[ And the ground begins to shift . . . there's a rumbling sound—an earthquake?

—no. Those are the sounds of footsteps . . . thousands of them, all at once.

Wherever idols are, they'll be able to see the streets and buildings are being invaded. Not by imps, not by demons, but rather, monochromatic people—sometimes just silhouettes, shadowy facsimiles of people rather than people themselves. Though they look lifeless, the energy they bring with them is overwhelming. Suddenly, the empty once-plastic city feels like it has the population to justify its size, and every building, communally upgraded or not, now accommodates the visitors, with non-upgraded buildings revamped inside to be bare-bones sleeping quarters for the . . . just how many people are here, anyway?

Perhaps more intimidating than the abrupt number of the Damned in Tokyo-F is the fact that they're all wearing. . . idol merchandise. Jackets with idol faces on them. Headbands. Lightsticks.

And. . . wherever you are, they're there. To get your signature. To shake your hand. Maybe to ask you to do something.

Idols will have to deal with this for . . . some time. The cryptic countdown has started again, but this time it's ticking reliably, though slowly, down.

Incidentally: far from the hotel, tall white walls have been erected around Honmachi Sakura Park. They're not magical walls, though—it seems determined idols can use any number of methods to climb over the walls to get to Heaven. It looks like it's largely there to keep fans away. . . ]

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[Crouching down to pat him on the head.]

Good boy!!

[ pawing at that hand a little, gentle. ]

Mmmmyah?

[ he probably sucks at this why ]

Cuuute. Maybe I should take him home with me!

[ you are really living it up aren't you ...

baps with a "paw"! ]

[Gonna try to catch that paw and shake it instead.]

...

Nnnnnyah.

[ a little sassier, like. at least let him have his baps! ]

Now, now. It's not nice to hit people.

Mmmmiiii...

[ defeated. ]

[Hair ruffle again!!]

Okay, minute's up.

Finally! [ RELIEVED SIGH, ]

Still better than-

[ "Heeeeey, now play the pocky game!" ]

[Just taking off his backpack to open it up and produce a box of pocky.]

... You just have that, really?

[ "Uwaaah, play the pocky game with senpai!!" ]

If I regenerate when I eat, I might as well keep tasty stuff on me, right?

[Opening it up to take out a stick and balance it between his teeth. C'mon, let's do this.]

But doesn't everyone technically regenerate when they eat?

[ he doesn't see the need for such a "power!" he'll keep a bit of humanity for sleep thanks. but!! Kitsu steps closer and gently takes the other end between his teeth. ]

[Okay, for that, he's going to chew his way through his side of the pocky stick at a fair clip. He's not afraid to kiss Okitsu.]

[ oh is that the way they're playing? it does darken the color in his face initially, yes, but given he's already been teased at a little, he figures, what the hell. he can't always be the one accepting losses for easy things like this, surely.

so. he picks up his chewing, tilting his head even. fearless! ]

[Good, because Izanagi's not backing down at all.

Is he actually going to go all the way into a kiss?]

[ a half-shrug, casual and easy with a soft laugh to accompany it, sending his breath dusting over what remains of the pocky.

he certainly isn't backing off either, if they meet then they meet. bring it. ]

[If he isn't backing off and Izanagi isn't backing off, who's flying the plane?

Anyway, enjoy that chaste pocky-kiss.]

[ answer: the call was coming from inside the house.

kiss achieved! and with a bap from his finger to Izanagi's nose for good measure once it concludes. ]

This actually wouldn't be so bad if they could knock off the weird stuff.

Oh? Did you have fun for a little bit, there?

[Taking out another pocky stick to offer to him.]

What, you don't think it'd be better that way too?

[ not answering directly!! but still accepting the pocky stick, so maybe that by itself is enough of an answer. ]

It's nice when it's stuff we can have fun with, that's for sure.

[And taking out a pocky stick for himself, he's not intending to continue this game unless Okitsu wants to - it's just snacktime.]

What else have you got?

[ well, whether he actually wants a snack or not, he still can't turn away perfectly good food. so, he'll eat it normally. ]

Hey, it can't be all about the weird, scandalous stuff asked of me.

[ there sure are people in the distance screeching something about being stepped on, and... using something something, sex? interesting. ]

Leaving behind... what kinds of requests?

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