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Once again Rin and I were in our producers' meeting room, discussing upcoming songs. Somehow, it felt like we talked about what we were going to sing more often than we sang.

Our company consisted of Miku and Gumi, along with the entire normal crowd of producers. Since the last time they gave us some freedom of song choice had gone so well, our head producer decided it would be a good idea to try again.

"I definitely want a new song," Miku revealed. "Ever since that fanmade version of Po Pi Po came out, I've been feeling like I need redemption."

One of the suited men scribbled the request into a notebook.

"I've sort of got an idea," Rin admitted

"I've sort of got an opinion," I replied immediately, cutting her off. She shot me a glare. "Carry on."

"Right, well, Len did that Paradichlorobenzene song and I thought that maybe I could do a sequel. Maybe one that would sound good if I harmonized?"

Once again, the idea was taken into account.

Gumi tentatively raised her hand. "I have an idea…"

Miku gestured for her to continue.

"Well, most of our audience is made up of anime fans, right?" she began.

"Otakus," I supplied.

She nodded, gaining confidence. "Right, well, I thought that maybe I could sing a song that explains the hardships they endure." When we all fell silent, she quickly added, "That is, if you think it would sell well."

Miku beamed. "That sounds perfect. I think you should do it!" She turned to the guy that had been jotting down the ideas thus far. "Did you get that?" Catching sight of the open page of his notebook, she snatched up the notes and exclaimed, "These are just doodles!" She grabbed the pencil out of his hand, exasperated and scribbled down Gumi's idea. Proactive people for the win.

"Wait," I reasoned, "Why would otakus like something like that?"

Gumi flushed and opened her mouth, but Miku cut her off. "Why? What's wrong with it," she challenged.

"Well," Rin supported me, "We'll basically be insulting our entire fan base. How would that help us?"

Miku sighed. "You just don't understand our fans like I do. They'll love this."

Her last comment sparked something inside me. "What do you mean we don't understand our fans?"

"I mean that if it was a choice between getting rid of 'Butterfly on Your Right Shoulder' or getting rid of 'World is Mine', they would choose yours."

"Well of course they'd choose ours in that situation!" Rin exclaimed. "World is Mine is one of our top-rated songs!"

"One of my top-rated songs," she corrected.

Rin through up her hands and spun her chair around.

"Fine," I said.

My sister spun back around just as quickly. "What are you-"

I cut her off. "We'll have a bet."

A smile formed on Miku's lips.

"If our Paradichlorobenzene and Anticlorobenzene combo doesn't do as well as Gumi's otaku song, then we win and you have to be the bad guy in our next song," I decided.

"And if I win?"

"Then I'll record that stupid 'Give me Back my Pants' song that you suggested last week."

"Brilliant," she commented, holding out her hand to shake to seal the deal.

I took her hand and shook. It was on.

"Rin, you can't let me down here," I reminded her. If by some twist of fate Gumi won and I had to do that pointless song, I don't think I could live with the embarrassment.

"Don't worry Len. I get it. Quit saying it," Rin replied, taking her stance in front of the green screen where they would shoot her video.

I decided to take her word for it. Especially after I heard her sing the harmony to my song. The two were so similar… and yet so different. It was no wonder we had been hired to sing together.' Our voices matched perfectly. I had to catch myself before joining in, remembered that they were actually filming.

The day was successful and I found that we had just enough time to catch the end of Gumi's filming if we hurried. Fortunately, they had decided to have the photo shoot before recording and Gumi was just now recording her song for real.

She wasn't going to have a video along with her song, so she sat in the sound booth, waiting for the music to start.

I didn't know what to expect, but when a retro-funky tune began playing, I had to think, "They're playing the wrong track." There's no way Miku could think they would beat us with a song like that.

And indeed, as the song progressed, I only became more assured. There was just no way this song could beat Rin and my duet.

At the next meeting, a week later, Kaito, Meiko, Luka, Gakupo, Teto, Haku, Neru and of course Gumi and Miku were present along with Rin and I. Word had gotten out about our little bet and everyone was eager to see who had won. Even the producers had gone out of their way to project the ratings on a projector rather than their usual routine of passing around the packet of papers.

The lights went out and I swear we were all on the edges of our seats.

One of the producers hooked the laptop up and... bam. There they were.

I examined the long yellow bar that indicated Rin and I. They were surprisingly good this week.

Apparently surprisingly good wasn't good enough because just below that, a lime green bar stretched past the point our yellow bar had stopped.

My heart sunk.

"How?" I asked, uncomprehendingly.

Miku smiled triumphantly. "Easy. Otakus like to have their hardships recognized." She held up a score of music. "You ready for this? I was kind enough to have it prepared early for you."

I swiped the sheets of paper from her hands. The title read, "Give me Back my Pants". I groaned.

"I volunteer to be in that video!" Neru shouted, pointing at the music in my hands.

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