A little foreword - sorry that I was unable to post anything at all. I was very busy with exams and all that stuff. Fret not - for those awaiting my seemingly on-hiatus series like Date 10 Live, they will be written! No matter if it's one fan, two fan or none, a permanent hiatus is not a choice until the end of the volume!

Nevermind that, enjoy the genesis of a new saga.


Prologue


"When's our Producer coming? He's awfully late."

Hayasaka Mirei sits on the couch of the office in an unelegant manner, reading a fashion magazine. Her eyes- or rather, eye - darted across the pages, while she had an impatient look on her face.

"Ehehehehe... I wonder how he looks... maybe I will have more friends... than just you all..."
"I... I... I don't want to... I want to give up..."

Mirei heard something odd all of a sudden. Was it a ghost? In broad daylight? Did her rebel punk fashion sense attract their presence? It was clearly two ghosts if they were ghosts, or just one with two different voices. "Wh- who said that? When did you get here?"

She puts the magazine down and walks towards the source of the voices, which was underneath the office desk. There she saw two other young damsels squatting there. She was rather surprised to see two others who appeared before her. One of them seemed a little taller than her, yet shy, and the other had a single braid and held a small flowerpot full of shrooms, for whatever reason. A most odd duo.


"So, your names are... Morikubo Nono and Hoshi Shouko. I see now. I... I guess I'll be working with you two from now on..."

As the three introduced themselves, Nono flinched and covered her face, while Shouko simply responded with, "Ehehe... nice to meet you as well... NICE TO MEET YOU... oh... that was my shiitake." Shouko eyed her mushrooms while saying that.

"Shiita- alright nevermind. So, you two... how long have you been underneath that desk?"

"We... didn't count. Might be an hour," Shouko replies.

"One hour? He's either late or you guys are really early. Have you even seen the Producer?"

"No..." Nono speaks. "EEEEK!"

The three of them heard the door creak. It was a sign that someone was coming. The trio stood up to look at the one who was ready to arrive.

The door slammed open, followed by a grand shout.

"I... HAVE ARRIVED!"

Nono was scared to death by the shouting, in a metaphorical sense of course. The trio saw before them - a young man? If you put him beside Nono, he would only top her by a single centimetre or so. In other words, very short for a man. A bespectacled dainty lass who wore a labcoat over her school uniform was seen by his side.

"Hey, didn't I see you the other day?" Mirei gazes at him.

"You bet you did, kid. I do scouting, I accept assigned idols, all that. I did, indeed, scout you the other day," the man says, "that aside, I... I am your Producer. You can call me... yeah, call me Producer. So, should we do a rollcall with you three? Or four? Yes yes or no no?"

Nono shrunk a little. "H... he called me by my first name... an adult man..."

"No, no, not-"

Nono began to whimper. The one known as Producer sighs.

"Morikubo-san, is that right?" he reaches his hand out, "now, don't cry, I wasn't saying your first name. I was only- hey, where'd she go?"

"I would... rather..." Once again, Nono was hiding underneath the office desk.


"Alright... now that that's all settled, I suppose I should use a wiser set of words the next time we speak," the Producer makes a short pause, "which is now. So, shall we commence?"

"Ikebukuro Akiha," the damsel in the labcoat speaks, "you'll be stunned to see what I can do."

"Ehehehe... Hoshi Shoko... Ehehe... I guess I'll be an idol... or something..."

"M... Morikubo Nono... how did I even... get into this..."

"My name is Hayasaka Mirei. I suppose you'll be our Producer."

"Indeed. I am your Producer. You may call me Producer. My age - I am sixteen years old."

The room entered a state of awkward silence, before Akiha shattered its brittle state.

"I was shocked when I first heard it too, but I never really asked how. It started off as spreading rumours around the school, then I found out who he was when he came up to," she laughs a little, "a most interesting person. So, how did it all start?"

"It's a... freak accident that I don't really want to talk about, but what is done cannot be undone, seeing that I have finally went this far. I hope to see the best years of my life - and your lives - spent in this office and out in the world of idols."