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The crowd of people turns behind, seeing Mr. Surfeln with his arms open. Their eyes landed particularly on Mirii, which hands were on her back while smiling.
"Well, well…" Mr. Surfeln slowly turns over Mirii, as his hands were clasping. "Looks like you already got up your level of popularity, Mirii!"
"It seems perfection art truly elevated my charisma and social skills." Her eyes closed. "Even thought I still suspect about the true nature of this show… if me and Hunley truly become popular, we could be called in other shows not manipulated by Project Neo."
Opening her eyes, Mirii saw the group walking towards her.
"Thanks to this system, us two would earn all the money needed to begin Hun's medication. This solution seems really interesting… although, I must be carefully at not exposing myself too much." Her irises moved to the right. "Privacy is too important to carelessly throw out of the window."
"Nice to meet you, Mirii!" A female voice entered her ears.
Mirii's irises returned forward.
"Thanks."
"Welcome to the team, Mirii!" A male voice coming from her left.
"Thank you." Mirii nods, while turning to the left.
"Which role is she playing, Mr. Surfeln?" A female Inkling wearing glasses was standing in front of him.
"Personal cheerleader! She's going to cheer Hun, while showing her emotions at the same time." He grins, while closing his eyes. "Also some other minor, related roles… but that would divide her in 4."
Mirii giggles, as her right hand was standing in front of her mouth.
"For now, she's just going to cheer and applause the courageous Hun, which she has deep admiration for him!" He opens his arms in the air.
Mirii blushes a lot, as her eyes almost pop out.
"Isn't it true, my dear Mirii?" He rubs his hands, while turning over the girl.
Mirii trembles, as her irises disappeared.
"Ehm… I-I…"
"You see?!" His right palm points at Mirii. "Amazing! Spectacular! This girl is true brilliance in the world of acting!"
Words formed from people's opening mouths, flying in the air. Mirii instantly turned left and right, as sweat jumps out from her forehead.
"But enough talking!" He rose his arms in the air, turning over the crowd. "We still have half a hour, before the show is streamed live on the Inknet! Mirii is going to change her clothes, while the rest of us will enter inside the pad."
"A pad?" Mirii blinks her eyes, as her irises returned and turned right on Mr. Surfeln.
"You'll find another one in the dressing room. Also, clothes are under useful tags so you know exactly which clothes you need." The man points at a door, which had a female Inkling shape in the middle. "Once you are ready, jump in it: you'll be brought in the live studio, where thousands of spectators are waiting!"
"Th-thousands?!" Her arms were stretching down, which were still like her legs.
Her face turned a bit paler.
"When you finally show up, I'll explain to you what to do during the show: you'll notice it's as easy as using a Splattershot Jr.!" The man walks ahead, while waving his right hand.
The girl's eyes were seeing the group following Mr. Surfeln. Hun stops in front of her, while smiling.
"Come soon Mirii, ok?" He nods, winking with his right eye. "I can't wait to hear your cheers…"
He blushes a bit, turning behind and walking towards the group. Mirii kept watching Hun, as her cheeks were blushing even more than before.
"… Hunley… … why I couldn't stop you for a moment, asking about your health conditions…?" Mirii looks at the door, as she begins to walk. "Wh-why that was a such difficult task…? I-I don't understand… I'm prepared to face all the dangers threatening my own life, yet… I can't just interact with Hunley, like I truly want."
She lowers her head.
"I seemed so weak and useless… but at the same, I don't mind this too much. In fact, this must be just an impression… and impressions are nothing more than that."
Mirii rose her head, frowning just a little.
"For now, I must think of a quick strategy which will let me uncover all the information I need… unfortunately, I have 30 minutes at my disposal: searching throughout the facility, as well as fully learning this area, might require more time than I can imagine… no, I must not take this big risk."
Her right hand moves over the door handle.
"I'll change my clothes, then examine the main facility to check if other persons are around…"
The door tilts forward, as the girl passes it on the left. To the right, there is a sofa in front of a large mirror sitting above a drawer. On each drawer, there is a white tag with a word written on.
"There must be a locker or something like that…" Her head turns to her left.
"Don't move."
Her irises immediately shrunk. On her back, the muzzle of a gun was resting on it.
"Who are you?" She frowns a bit, swallowing silently.
"… none of your business." A female voice came from behind.
"Hmpf." Mirii frowns even more, as her irises grew back. "You have some nerve to point a gun at me, yet you refuse to reveal your identity."
The gun presses a bit more on her back.
"I'm here to give you a warning, Mirii Kelpshell."
A normal sweat appears on Mirii's forehead, as her irises moved to her left. A blurry green light covered the air.
"If you truly care about your own life, abandon this show." Two green circles were coming from Mirii's back.
Mirii rose her head a little.
"And why I'm not allowed to take part in this show…? Is that because of Project Neo?" She lowered her eyelids.
Silence fell in.
"That woman… she's wearing Stealth Goggles." Mirii downturns her mouth a bit. "Is she an Agent…?"
"Abandon this show, Mirii… or else you'll not see the next morning." She presses her gun on Mirii's back a bit more.
"I'm afraid your little menaces are useless against a person wearing a inkproof jacket." She squeezes her eyes.
"… do you want to test your normal jacket, Mirii?" Her right finger stood on the trigger.
"If you think it is… go ahead, try to kill perfection." She snorted silently.
The woman sighs faintly. Mirii smiles a bit.
"Although, I could truly abandon the show… but I want legit answers." The girl lowers her head, frowning. "Because I don't intend to do as such…"
The woman's mouth was sealed. Mirii's forehead was covered in sweat.
"… no wonder they are keeping an eye on you…" Her right hand grasps her gun more. "Your courage is truly as impressive as they claimed… but I know your true weaknesses, Mirii."
"My patience is running thin..." Mirii breathes silently once. "Reveal your intentions at once."
She was trembling a bit, as sweat was slowly reaching her eyes.
"Abandon the show… or else I'll splat Hun." The woman's mouth downturned a little.
Mirii's irises shrunk instantly, as her heart skipped some beats.
"NO! N-NOT"
"I'll do it right on stage, once the show begins." Her gun was pressing Mirii's back.
"Please, no!" Mirii's eyes were getting a bit watery. "Why are you attacking Hunley?! He has nothing to do with this!"
"… choose well, Mirii Kelpshell… because I never miss my targets." She slowly pulls her gun away. "Farewell."
Mirii instantly turns behind: the door was left open. Frowning, the girl starts sprinting: she stops after some steps away from the door. Her head was turning left and right, up and down: she was seeing spotlights, seats on the bottom left corner.
"Curses! She vanished!" Mirii shows her teeth, while frowning. "I can't see anything suspicious…"
Mirii looks over the ceiling.
"The ceiling is well illuminated."
The girl turns to the left, as she was seeing a metallic closed door.
"Mike would had captured that woman, if she passed through the main door."
Her eyes fell on the collection of windows.
"Wait just a moment…" Her mouth opened. "That window…!"
Mirii rushes towards a window with white borders: it was slightly tilted to the right.
"It seems she used a window… but there is something perplexing about this. Something missing…" Her head lowered, as her right forefinger touches her right cheek and her eyes closed. "If she jumped outside… Mike would have saw that as well. After all, that man is looking around really carefully… he would have easily noticed something that suspicious."
She rose her head, while opening her eyes and turning behind.
"That woman… is she giving forged evidence? How did she opened this window before…?"
Mirii clenches her fists.
"What I was thinking with all that fame and success argument?! I-I have been fooled by the words of that tv host like a preteen child!" She shakes her head, while frowning. "Project Neo is revealing to be much more dangerous than I previously thought… I should have took off those stars from my eyes and seeing the situation using my reasoning and logic."
The girl looks left and right.
"I'm not afraid of that woman, but her menaces seems to be truly legit. She might have planned more than anyone could imagine… I can't deny that fact."
Mirii starts walking.
"It pains my soul to not be able to reach Hunley… and this is all that woman's fault."
Mirii starts growling silently.
"She dared to mark me as her arch enemy… she's going to regret her choice, ever since she pointed that gun at me."
Mirii turns her head over her left, seeing a pad full of green ink.
"I'll hunt her down and make sure she disappears from this world inside the most dangerous of the prisons." She rose her head a little. "I'll get to the stage… except not as a cheerleader."
The girl took out her pair of glasses from her pocket.
"As an investigator." She wears them. "The true role I can perform perfectly."
Mirii walks over the door with a female Inkling shape on it: she passes it, as the door closed behind.