The Liveshow

"Er...sorry about Mikan, earlier." Blake, the guy guiding me to meet up with the idol group, finally spoke. I was actually shocked to hear him talking since I thought he was just going to be a butler that never spoke. "She didn't actually mean any harm in what she said."

That mandarin head was a SHEEEE???

"That's alright." I replied in a calm manner. "So she didn't mean anything with going to kill me if I didn't accept the offer?"

Blake then stopped and looked at me with a smile. "No. She did mean that."

"Wow." I sighed.

"No, what I meant was that V.I. is in a rut right now. They kind of need your gift in order to help them do something new, you know?"

My gift? Mikan was also talking about something like powers and stuff, but I don't really have any powers like the Chosen Ones in this world. I wasn't given a gift like that.

"I don't really have a gift." I replied.

"But Mikan could normally tell when people have gifts. It's her specialty, in fact. I'm sure once you are able to express your skill, you'll be able to help V.I. to the fullest." He smiled.

Wow. What a sweet guy.

Smiling, I nodded my head. "Alright. I'll so my best to help V.I. But I can't guarantee that it'll go well. I'm still kind of new at this stuff, so..."

"Don't worry." Blake walked over to a room and opened the door. Walking up to the room, I peeked my head in and noticed how dark it was. There was a standing desk with a tablet sitting right on top of it. There were no windows, and the room had lines of white intersecting with each other on both the walls, ceiling, and the floor. It looked kind of like tic-tac-toe if you continued the lines.

"Uh..." I walked into the room, looking around. "So, what do I do—"

The door suddenly closed on me. Well, so much fo trying to be of help.

I shrugged before walking up to the tablet with a black screen. Not knowing what else to do, I turned it on. Right as I pushed the power button, the whole room changed. Surrounding me was a stage and an audience chanting, "V.I.! V.I.!"

"Woah... This is creepy." I stared at the audience waving their colored light baton, thingies. Whatever they were called.

While I was on the verge of ditching this creepy illusion, an electronic voice started speaking to me. "Ready?"

Looking to my right, I found the tablet that I had thought I lost. It was showing on the screen in big bold letters: READY? YES NO.

Tapping YES, a video of V.I. on stage started playing. There on the stage was Sung-Ho, the older looking drummer, and the two twins. They were waving to the crowd before standing in position for something. Looking at the top of the screen, I noticed a guitar-looking line, and music started playing. As I was staring at it, I started to realize that this was... a rhythm game.

I hadn't played one of those since elementary school. I positioned my hands, hovering over the screen before heads of the four members flew across the screen. It was somehow creepy, yet amazing at the same time. I tapped their faces as they reached the end of the guitar neck. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Combo.

Wow. It was just as easy as I had remembered.

50 Combo.

As I continued playing, somehow, V.I.'s performance was better than it had ever been. I did see one of their performances one night when I was working at the cafe, but it was nothing compared to this. Their movements were smoother. Their voices were crisp. Even the audience was louder than before. Mikan was right? Did I actually have some sort of gift?

300 Combo.

Right after getting a full combo, the show ended. The room around me turned back to how it was before I played the rhythm game, and the tablet was off again. It felt like a fever dream.

Clapping shocked me, causing me to turn ariund and find Blake and Mikan standing in the room together. Surprisingly enough, Blake was right. Mikan had a pencil skirt on.

"Bravo! That was excellent." The head was still as creepy as ever, never frowning or changing emotion.

"Oh, thanks." I didn't know how to respond.

"I had a feeling you had such a skill. Your addiction to coffee and rhythm games has paid off." Mikan chuckled with Blake following along. I would have laughed too if I weren't stuck on how she knew I was addicted to coffee. "Anyway," she quickly changed the subject, "it's time to meet the group now."

I followed Mikan out of the room, wondering if she were going to kill me if I wasn't going to move. The probability of that happening? 100%