When Len returned home to Midori Wood, everyone at the Yamaha Base, the garage and fueling station, was enjoying all the magazine and newspaper articles about Len.
Just then, Yuma picks up one article with Len on it and chuckles. "Awesome pic, Len," Yuma exclaimed, "except your eyes are closed."
He looked proudly at the picture of his friend in the newspaper. He carried the paper over to Len, who was getting some water from his buddy Piko, the Multi-Range Vocaloid.
"Racing with your eyes closed, huh? So, that's your secret," Piko said after looking at the photo.
"Oh, yeah, you figured it out, Myra," Len replied, rolling his eyes.
GUMI, an old Vocaloid firefighter who wore thick black-rimmed eyeglasses, walked up and told Len, "That was some pretty fancy flying, Len. Saw it all on my radio with pictures."
Len just stared at her like she was from another dimension. "Um, you mean your TV," he finally said.
"No, no. That's clearing up. My back was nearly corroded right through," GUMI replied.
"All right," said Len.
"Disgusting looking. Ah, yeah, it was all black and blistered," GUMI said gloomily.
"I got it. Anyway, what else is going on?" Len asked.
"Luka gave me some of that Blist-eze Medicated Burn Ointment. Ka- CHOW!" GUMI exclaimed.
When GUMI pulled up her shirt, the burn looked so bad that everyone got grossed out, except for Yuma because his face was planted into the newspaper article about Len.
"How's it look now?" GUMI asked.
"Looks great. Fine," Len said quickly.
"Take a closer look," GUMI exclaimed, clearly amused.
"That's close enough," Len said with a panicky edge to his voice.
As GUMI got closer to the others flashing her burnt back, one of the wrenches from her work belt fell out and landed behind her with a loud clank.
"What was that?" GUMI asked.
"Didn't need to see that," Len said, shaking off the grossed-out feeling that he had before.
As much as Len loved racing, he was always happy to get back to her friends. Midori Wood was just a tiny little farm town in the middle of the country, but it was home to everyone Len loved most.
"Oh, hey, hey, guys, guys. Listen to this," Yuma said as he held the newspaper up and read, "'After his Red Bull win, Kagamine Len…'"
"That's you," Piko said.
"'...returns to Midori Wood...'"
"That's here," GUMI said.
"'...where he will be performing at their annual Virtual Merrymaking!'" Yuma exclaimed.
"They mentioned the Virtual Merrymaking?" GUMI asked.
"Oh, it's national news!" Piko exclaimed.
"Seriously? That's great," Len replied enthusiastically.
The Virtual Merrymaking was a Midori tradition, and everyone in town looked forward to it all year long. The merrymaking was full of virtual-themed food, entertainment, contests, costumes, and music, and plenty of fun in the virtualized version. The gang couldn't believe it—the Virtual Merrymaking was national news! With that kind of press, this year's festival would be ginormous!
Everyone in town could hardly contain their excitement. The motel's was already ringing off the hook!
"Yeah. The phone's been ringing off the hook here at the motel. Gonna have to get out the inflatable tents," Yowane Haku, the owner of the motel in Midori Wood, said with enthusiasm.