Onodera Karen nibbled anxiously on her Prech stick. She glanced at the malnourished-looking man to her left and flinched when his head snapped around to glare at her. She proffered the green box.
"Wo-would you like one?"
His smile was something sickly. "Thsserntainly." He rasped, taking two. Despite having to wipe spit out of her eye, Karen smiled sweetly.
"It's a very nice opportunity to be here! To meet new people! But…" Karen looked thoughtful as background footage showed Miyafuji Miina and Kamishiro Maiku sharing intimate moments in a kiddies' paddling pool. "Well, anyway! Orochimaru-san seems like a very nice old man!" She smiled worriedly.
Meanwhile, the first two contestants to arrive at the house – a converted row of town houses into one big mansion along a main street (it's good because it's trendy!) – had found a very fluffy and very pink furnished bedroom and were jumping on a bed each.
"This is fun, na no da!" a brown haired man with a pink rabbit poking out the top of his t-shirt squealed.
"Yeah, it's great, dattebayo!" a blond haired boy with fox-like features said while he jumped in circles.
"Ryuichi's all right! He's a real nice guy!" Uzumaki Naruto slurped up some ramen out of its polystyrene cup. He had a huge grin across his face.
Ryuichi lost his balance, bounced once on the bed, and sprung off into the bedside table and broke a painfully fluffy lamp.
"I'm the vocalist for a band called Nittle Crasper, na no da!" Ryuichi had a dumb, glazed expression across his face. Suddenly he was interested in his pink rabbit. "Oh! Kumogoro-kun's in a tight spot!" and he proceeded to make airplane noises and zoom his plushie all over the room.