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His room was everything she expected, but suspiciously cleaner. Neatly arranged things, consoles, figurines and books with complicated names on its spines made her too stunned to speak.

"Urgh, just sit wherever you'd like..."

"Do you have a spare chair then? I promise I won't sit close to you so you're not in an uncomfortable position. Gotta keep a safe distance, you know," she smiled but Idia didn't find anything funny.

He does not have a spare chair. Shit.

Panic overwhelmed him at once, causing to tremble a little, and Yuu figured out he actually did not have one. Small "ah!" escaped her lips suddenly, making Idia shift his attention to her.

"I can sit on the floor! I'll stretch a bit in case I won't see the monitor."

"N-no need..."

Suddenly a whole monitor just lost its glow, as if curled into a thin line, to appear right at the level of her face, closer to the floor. She gasped, astonished by the tech development of this world, and made herself comfortable on the floor, minding if it was alright to grab a pillow.

"Thank you, but... How would you look at it yourself?"

It's a nightmare, it's unbearable, he just kept embarrassing himself, worsening the situation with every second!

"I have an idea, if you wouldn't mind," Idia glanced at her, trying to cover his pink hair tips in vain. "You can sit beside me on the floor."

Oh Sevens, he wanted it over already.

He didn't say anything to her, though, sinking to the floor and pulling his knees to his chest, burrowing. He dropped his chin on the knee bones that were showing through his pants, to which Yuu swallowed vaguely

It was awkward.

"S-shouldn't you do your extrovert stuff and just... You know..." Idia grabbed a console, stuttering while speaking and totally avoiding her straightforward piercing gaze, when she chuckled suddenly.

"Thank you for asking, dear customer! Today in stock: extroverted monologues which can help you in case you find silence awkward and don't want to chat yourself, then we have an amazingly wide range of topics for conversation with the ability of further discussion support."

"Geez, you're spending too much time with Azul, quit it. You won't gain anything good from it."

"Heheh, you know him well! In any case, our service can provide you with another helpful item. Look here."

Yuu gave him her phone. Apparently there was a 30 seconds-long video in her phone gallery, and he didn't get what she expected him to do. Giving a small nod, she encouraged him to tap on a play button, and he did accordingly.

Idia recognized the music immediately, a remix of the newest Gakemo song played. It was a MijiU edit, many frames of her fancams flashed before his eyes, cool video effects changed each other with smooth transitions, not to mention pretty decent work on a soundtrack. Yuu picked MijiU finest fancams with the best outfit choices, considering Idia was quite picky with them, and Yuu managed to guess his tastes correctly...

Yuu wanted to ask Idia for his opinion on her edit on which she spent an unholy amount of time during a night she could be sleeping peacefully, but he pressed on the slider, dragging it to the start, and rewatched edit five times in a row, his golden eyes flickering with unconcealed childlike joy.

"U-ugh!" Idia realized he showed too much of his emotions and quickly tried regaining himself, pink hue covering his hair tips. "Did you do it yourself?"