Chapter 32: Cursed Production

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Skip Beat, for if I did, Ren would make sure to draw the line with his co-stars without losing his professionalism.

Ren parked his car at the outdoor location of The Sacred Lotus set. He was greeted by Yashiro on the way in. "Hey Ren, how did the CM go today?"

Ren glared at Yashiro and shuddered at the harrowing experience.

Yashiro laughed at his reaction. "That one is on you Ren. As your manager I know your adverse reaction to food, so we've always declined those sorts of offers. What changed your mind this time, hmm?" His manager teased.

Ren remained silent refusing to indulge him. Yashiro knew exactly why he accepted the job.

"You wanted to get a sneak peek at the café didn't you? Maybe do a little research? Perhaps, one of those places that would make the eyes of a special kind of woman sparkle with joy while out on a date with her handsome Prince."

Ren scowled. "If you already know, why are you still asking?"

Yashiro squealed with delight. "Does Kyoko know they had you dressed as a European Prince?"

Ren shook his head. He wanted to surprise her when the time came. She might be disappointed that he had to act it with another female actress. The actress, unfortunately, kept missing her cue even after he offered professional advice to help calm her nerves. It made things worse. He lost count of the number of takes it took to complete the job and felt like a total failure.

Ren was cautious when he offered his help. He could tell that his co-star's infatuation with him was hindering their work progress. In the past, he was oblivious to such behavior and would offer the encouragement necessary to get the job done. Yashiro even pointed out this flaw to him several times which he dismissed as nonsense. Now that he thought about it, Kyoko bore witness to such behavior when she was his substitute manager. Ren groaned internally. No wonder she thought I was a playboy. Did I need to wipe her tears like that? God, I'm such an idiot!

He was no longer that guy. Since his co-star was smitten with him, he didn't want her to misunderstand his intentions and give her false hope. He never wanted to hurt Kyoko or make her feel anxious. He was, unfortunately, still receiving unsolicited invitations from female co-stars for after-hour cocktails under the guise of work. His age-old excuse had been to state that his schedule couldn't afford him the luxury. These days he was proud to acknowledge that he preferred to spend his off-hours with his girlfriend. That answer often shut them down fast regardless if they claimed it to be on friendly terms.

At the CM shoot, he kept things professional and left it to the director to sort out his co-star's problems. Their progress was stalled. It got to a point where he thought he would throw up if he had to eat another bite of the dessert they kept resetting before him. It made him wonder if Kyoko tweaked her recipes to suit his palette. He appreciated her thoughtfulness. He wanted to bring her here even more. As Yashiro said, he could imagine her golden eyes sparkling with pure delight. The owner promised him that he could have a private soft opening with Kyoko anytime in the next few days before the grand opening. He could even use the prince costume for the date; hence, why Ren had endured the torture. Her smile would be worth it. He already had the perfect dress and shoes picked out for her. He just had to figure out a good excuse for her to accept them.

"Speaking of which, Yashiro-san, can you please check our schedule for a good time in the next day or two? I will need your help in surprising her." Rather than fighting it he might as well ask his manager for help and endure his teasing. It was a minor inconvenience for ensuring Kyoko's happiness.

Yashiro's expression hardened as he pushed up his glasses, "You can count on me!" With that said the men went their separate ways.

Ren quietly approached the set when he heard the Director call "Action!" He watched in fascination as several shinobi creeped out of the shadows and converged on a single spot on the roof of the main building. He held his breath as he watched Momiji crouched unaware of her impending danger. Once she discovered them, she soundlessly dashed across the peak of the roof keeping low like a large feline. He was pleased to see her strapped to a harness safely attached to a crane. They would edit those out of the film during clean up so the lines wouldn't show. If the cameraman was good there wouldn't be too much work during post-production.

Ren's stomach clenched as the shinobi pursued her, from the ground and the roof. Without slowing down, she glanced at her pursuers below and behind gaging their distance then increased her speed. He held his breath when she ran out of the roofline and leaped. She faltered on her landing. From his vantage point, it appeared that her leading foot slipped. He gasped as he watched her tumble head over feet several times before skidding to a halt on the slope of the roof. The harness wires did little to help as they tangled around her limbs.

When the crew erupted in chaos, Ren realized this was not part of the script. He panicked and ran full speed to where Kyoko laid still on the roof. God, please let her be okay, he prayed. If he squinted, he could see the rise and fall of her chest. He looked around for something to use as leverage to get on the roof. He was tall but even if he jumped he wouldn't be able to reach. He froze when the man that made his youth a living hell knelt by her side first. Cedric was part of the cast pursuing her so it was only logical that he was there. Ren didn't even care that his childhood nemesis was touching her, he just wanted her to be safe.

Cedric waved down and exclaimed, "She's fine. Just a bit winded."

It was only when she sat up that he allowed himself to breathe again. The relief he felt was instantaneous.

"I'm sorry everyone," she hollered down. "I apologize for my clumsiness." The crowd around him rang out in applause and cheered. Cedic untangled her from the harness and helped her to her feet. She stepped away from him as soon as she was steady then formally bowed her thanks and apologized several more times.

Ren laughed with relief and cupped his mouth to amplify his voice. "Kyoko, are you okay?" He wanted to make her aware of his presence.

She flexed her limbs admirably but she wasn't fooling him. Her body had to ache all over after such a hard fall. She smiled down and waved to Ren. "I'm perfectly fine. I just have a bruised backside and a bruised ego."

Jouji Morizumi, the director, used the megaphone to call up to her. "Kyoko-san, I'm glad you're okay. We'll have you down in a minute." He told her just as some crew members placed a ladder against the roof to climb up. "Let's wrap it up for the night. We'll finish this tomorrow. We only need to complete the rooftop battle and that will be the end of the night scenes for now. Some of us can look forward to sleeping early again. But before you go, Kyoko-san, please have the doctor take a look at you."

Kyoko nodded to the director as the stunt coordinator removed her from the harness and helped her down the ladder. She would have argued that she was fine to continue but the truth was she was sore from colliding with the roof. She was grateful the director had made the suggestion.

Ren was by her side before her feet even touched the ground. His expression was closed off but his trembling hands that roamed over her body checking for damage told her plenty. She winced when he grazed over a tender spot. Several people stopped to watch his meticulous inspection. Kyoko felt embarrassment heat her cheeks when he demanded she open her mouth. He was checking for blood in case she bit the inside of her mouth. Kyoko complied with his order since he seemed shaken up. She didn't think to tell him Uesugi-dono taught her how to control her fall so she wouldn't get too banged up.

Uesugi insisted that the skill was critical for stage combat. If she fell, off-script, a controlled fall would look seamless so she could continue acting without disrupting the choreography too much. In this case, however, she got tangled up in the wires and couldn't get back up. Practicing on the mats was entirely different than doing it on set, the roof hurt. She reached up and touched his cheek. Worried dark eyes met hers.

"Corn," she whispered. "I'm okay. I'm not going anywhere." He pulled her into a bone-crushing embrace that had Kyoko gasping in pain.

"I'm sorry," he exclaimed and released her immediately.

"Are you okay?" he asked again. He wanted to kick himself for being an idiot. She nodded to reassure him that she was fine. "Come on." He took her by the hand and led her in the direction of the medical trailer. "Let's get you patched up."

They returned to Kyoko's trailer after a visit to the medic. As Ren closed the door, he caught a glimpse of Kimiko smirking in their direction. It annoyed him that she was overjoyed by Kyoko's pain. He found it odd that she was on set, but then again so was he. She could be here for Cedric. He dismissed it and shut the door to wait for Kyoko.

Kyoko did a quick wipe down in the bathroom and washed her face. She couldn't risk taking a shower and ruining her bandages. She spritzed herself with some perfume and changed into the outfit she wore earlier for the press conference.

When she exited the bathroom, Ren complimented her beauty making her blush. She owed it all to Fuji. The short floral circle skirt, white blouse, and mustard yellow blazer that she wore with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows were a byproduct of the designer's latest gifting. She stopped at her vanity and released her long hair from the Momiji ponytail then proceeded to untangle the locks. When she was satisfied, she slipped on her accessories including her charm bracelet. In the reflection of the mirror, she noticed Ren sitting on the couch content on watching her. He caught her staring and patted his lap like a perverted Uncle. Kyoko giggled shyly but took her seat on him. She was still at work and was quite sure her colleagues were gossiping about Ren being in her trailer. Right now she didn't care.

Ren wrapped her in his arms and held her tight. He leaned his forehead against her head and breathed deeply. She had a moment of panic and she wondered if her hair smelled like sweat. They sat there in silence while Kyoko stroked her fingertips over his forearm in a soothing manner. He was still worried about her. She waited patiently for him to gather himself.

He lifted his head and searched her eyes. "Would it be at all possible to let the stunt double handle the riskier stunts from now on? I don't like seeing you get hurt."

Kyoko stiffened in his arms shocked by his request. How could he ask me such a thing? She found it insulting. As a person that performed his stunts, he knew of its importance to keep the dynamics flowing and authenticity of the film. There was no way she could let someone else stand-in for her when she was perfectly capable of doing them herself. Plus, if I want to reach his level of acting I have to at least be able to do this much.

"You know I can't do that Corn. My pride as an actress won't let me. Especially, if I am more than capable of performing it flawlessly. I know my own body and I know its limits. I won't jeopardize the project with my stubbornness."

Ren nodded with a sigh. He knew that would be her answer but he at least had to try. It was her guts, after all, that attracted him to her in the first place. He kissed her slowly on the lips then patted her on the butt to get up.

"Boss is expecting us tonight," he reminded her.

"Since he's interrupting our dinner date, I hope he has food because I'm starving," she grumbled.

They bumped into Koga as soon as they walked out of the dressing room.

"Hey guys, so what were you up to in there?" Koga teased, unable to help himself. Any chance to make things awkward for these two was a bonus in his book even if his plan to topple Ren was underway now that everyone knew they were dating. Kyoko turned a new shade of red which left Koga curious.

"Hiromune-san, I assure you nothing of the sort of what you're implying occurred. Ren and I are both professionals. We take our jobs very seriously, we would nev-" Kyoko started chiding but was interrupted.

"Oh, I don't know. I'm pretty sure Hiromune-san is quite aware of what a hot-blooded man would be doing with his adorably hot-blooded girlfriend inside her trailer after hours," Ren said with a wink.

Kyoko gasped. She thought Ren would have agreed with her since all they shared was a sweet kiss and nothing more. He made it sound like there was more to it.

Koga chuckled. He likes to tease her. Maybe Tsuruga Ren didn't have a stick up his ass after all. Regardless, he was still his rival. "I feel your plight." He lifted his hands towards his face to imply that it couldn't be helped with such a gorgeous face.

"Ren, don't say things people will misunderstand especially, Hiromune-san. He will just use it as ammunition to bully me like someone else I know." Kyoko pouted and folded her arms.

Ren would have been angry at Koga for his unprofessionalism toward his girlfriend but she looked too darn cute that he couldn't muster the emotion. He chose to laugh along with the other actor at her outburst.

"Playboys are all the same," she muttered under her breath. That brought another wave of chuckles from the two gorgeous men before her.

"Yes, Princess as you wish," Ren said wrapping his arm around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. He eyed Koga as a sort of warning which the other actor took with a smile.

"Are you sure you're okay, Kyoko-chan? It looked like you took a nasty spill?" Koga switched gears before his rival lost his temper and focused on his true intentions for stopping them. He was worried. Things like this kept happening on the set and even though he was being vigilant he could never find anything out of place. Whoever was doing this was covering their tracks well. It wasn't just happening to Kyoko. Asahina and a few others were victims of the so-called curse of the Sacred Lotus. There was idle gossip among the cast and crew claiming that the set was haunted. There had been too much bad luck surrounding them lately. Koga suspected Kimiko at first; however, there were times when she wasn't present for some of the incidents. Her absence at those times had him questioning his theory.

Earlier, he overheard the stunt coordinator explaining to the director and producer that the main cause of Kyoko's fall was due to tampered tiles on the roof. They found several others that were loose in the general area where her foot was expected to land. The stunt coordinator assured them that Kyoko wouldn't have fallen since she was wearing the safety harness but it still didn't protect her from hitting the actual surface.

Kyoko assured Koga that she was fine as they headed for the exit.

...

"Ne Yuki, what should we do? It seems someone among us is intentionally sabotaging our project. There's already a rumor circulating that the set itself is haunted," Jouji admitted to his friend after consulting with the stunt coordinator.

"Let's do a careful background check on everyone again, cast and crew. I will talk to our sponsors about hiring a reputable private investigator. They shouldn't be able to refuse given the amount of money they've invested already," Kuresaki said decisively. "I want to keep this quiet. I don't want to bring attention to the culprit or culprits before they are captured."

"Should we have a closed meeting with the leads?" Jouji suggested. Kuresaki shook his head in response.

"It's better if we minimize the number of people that know what we're planning."

"Okay, that's understandable. Should we close the set to essential personnel?"

"That's a good idea." Kuresaki agreed then noticed Koga walking with Kyoko and Ren. He doubted that Japan's top actor was a threat. He would create a list of people outside the cast and crew that frequented the set for approved access. He would also need to hire more security to keep the curious fans from getting too close as he heard the screams erupt outside once they noticed the stars. This movie was becoming such a headache. Although they were experiencing some hiccups, filming was still on schedule thanks to the perseverance of the cast and crew. He hoped nothing more serious would occur and they could wrap it up successfully.

Maria rushed out as soon as Ruto opened the door and threw herself at Kyoko, "Onee-sama! I've missed you!"

"Good evening Maria-chan. I missed you too. Have you been behaving?" Kyoko smiled as the little blonde nodded. Maria took hold of each of their hands and guided them to the dining room. They found the President seated at the head of a large banquet table dressed as an English King with a complimentary purple velvet robe and bejeweled crown. He looked like royalty sitting at the head of the table. Kyoko giggled and gave the President a curtsy rather than a traditional bow. Maria copied her.

"Ren, Mogami-kun, welcome, my loyal subjects. Please have a seat and join me for dinner."

Maria rolled her eyes and said, "Grandpa you're so silly."

He looked over Kyoko and took in the white bandages. "Mogami-kun, what happened? Why are you injured?"

"Oh?" she exclaimed, holding up her elbow. She forgot about her injuries. "I fell on set doing a stunt. I just received a few minor scrapes and bruises. I'm perfectly fine to work, sir. "

Lory hummed and narrowed his eyes, "Was it a dangerous stunt? I would think Director Morizumi would have stunt doubles for those scenes. I don't like my stars getting injured."

"No, no, no, President-san. It was just a little running...on a roof and errr... some jumping...from roof to roof." She lowered her voice toward the end because it sounded more dangerous than it was. She watched Lory's face darken at her explanation. "I was perfectly safe. I was wearing a safety harness to keep from falling to my death..." She bit her bottom lip regretting her poor choice of words when he glowered further at her. "You see…" She started doing stretches and aerobics to convince Lory that she was fine. Even though she was sore she didn't let it show on her face. "I just slipped is all. I would like to continue to do my stunts to increase my repertoire as an actress."

Lory sighed and nodded reluctantly. "Please be more careful next time. An actress's body is her selling point. It won't do any good if you injure yourself and can no longer work to your full potential. It would cause trouble for many people." Kyoko nodded and bowed her head like a chastened child.

"Please sit," Lory said again, changing the subject. "You both must be famished after a long day. "

They took their respective seats and enjoyed the delicious dinner prepared by Lory's private Chef. After dinner, Kyoko exchanged a few tips and tricks regarding the meal tonight with the Chef. She was well acquainted with him since he had helped with last year's Grateful Party. He knew of her culinary skill and enjoyed talking with her about food. When Kyoko was finished she bowed and thanked him for the meal.

Ruto guided her to the President's study where she found him sitting on the leather sofa reading a fairy tale to Maria. Kyoko's heart thumped as she took in the sight. A vision of him with their daughter floated through her mind. He would make a great father. She never thought about having children of her own due to her painful past. Seeing Kuon interact with Maria was slowly changing her mind. It wouldn't be awful to have a boy or girl that looked just like him.

He paused, flashing her a smile, and patted the space next to him. She nestled next to him and laid her head on his shoulder. She quietly listened to his rich baritone voice spin visions of the tale in her mind. By the time he reached the happily ever after, Maria was fast asleep. He kissed the crown of the little girl's head while Kyoko stroked her cheek. Ruto carried Maria off to bed.

Lory cleared his throat. The couple was so lost in their little world that they forgot about his presence. He had sat quietly at the desk watching them for the last ten minutes. They made a beautiful family and he had proof of it as he smiled secretly at the pictures he took. He was grateful to the pair for making Maria feel happy and loved. Thanks to them, his granddaughter had begun to heal and forgive herself for the death of her mother. She was even talking to her father regularly. It was a shame that he had to break up those warm feelings with what he had to do next.

He stood from his desk and walked over to the couple with a folder in his hands. He placed it down on the table in front of them. Kyoko's eyes widened as she saw her little pouch on top of the folder. She leaned forward and snatched it up off the table. She opened the pouch quickly and took out her stone. She took her time twirling it in the light, inspecting it for authenticity. When she was satisfied that it was her stone, she hugged it to her face and started gushing about how she missed him so much. She apologized to the stone for being neglectful. She went on for a few minutes until Ren cleared his throat.

"Boss, what is the meaning of this? Where did you find her stone?" Ren asked seriously.

Kyoko stopped in her revelry and turned to the President. That was right. It was stolen so how did it come into Lory's possession?

"It was returned to me, this afternoon," Lory explained.

"Are you telling us the culprit turned himself in? Is he in jail now?" Ren asked, relieved.

"The authorities were not involved. He gave me that pouch as a sign of good faith. He wants to meet you, Mogami-kun." Kyoko and Ren gaped at the President.

"What?! And you agreed to that? There's no fucking way I'm letting Kyoko anywhere near this person," Ren shouted getting to his feet.

Lory narrowed his eyes at Kuon. "On what authority do you have to speak on Mogami-kun's behalf? I didn't ask you, Kuon. I'm leaving it to Mogami-kun to decide."

Kuon sputtered, unable to form a proper retort after Lory reprimanded him with his given name. His grip on Ren was lost to him at the moment and he didn't care. He shot Lory a deadly glare and began pacing the room furiously. He hated it when Lory was right. Kyoko would decide if she wanted to meet with this man. Who could it be? As if a lightbulb flickered on in his head, Kuon stopped pacing and looked at Lory. Could it be? Lory nodded slightly. Kuon let out an exasperated sigh and sunk back into the couch. Why couldn't things just be easy for her for once?

"Please don't worry Kuon. I don't even know who this person is. All I know is that this person is a criminal and caused needless trouble for my landlords. Who is it, President? You met the person. I trust your judgment."

"Please take a look at the contents in the folder Mogami-kun." Lory gestured to the table.

Kyoko glanced at the folder suddenly afraid of what it could contain. She reached out a shaky hand and opened the folder. She stared at the picture attached to the document for a few moments before moving on. It was of an older unfamiliar businessman. She had never seen him before in her life. Her eyes drifted to his name. "Morimoto Tadashi, Chief Operating Officer of Rising Sun Industries." She had heard of the company. They were big in Japan and overseas.

"Is he my stalker?" What could a man of his stature want with me? She thought of that American movie where the billionaire makes a proposal to a man's wife to sleep with her for the night in exchange for a million dollars. She never watched it but she remembered it being offered to guests on the TV at the ryokan. She shivered as her mind imagined an infinite number of indecent scenarios that this man may propose.

"Look at the picture again, Mogami-kun."

Her eyes drifted back to the picture. He was a distinguished gentleman in his late 40s or early 50s with a touch of gray dusting the sides of his hair and fine lines at the corners of his eyes. She thought he looked handsome for his age. Her eyes trailed lower until they rested on his eyes. She froze. Starting back at her were eyes she knew well. Eyes that were too wide and too light for the common Japanese. Eyes that looked just like hers.

She stared up at the President. The look of sympathy in his eyes was enough to confirm her suspicions.

"P-president-san, are you saying this man is my f-father?" She barely whispered.

"Yes, Mogami-kun. If you flip to the back, there is a document confirming DNA testing."

She flipped through the stack of pages until she found the one she was looking for. It was there written in bold letters, 99.9% positive.

"B – but how did he even get my D-N…" She stopped her words as the answer came to her. The robbery. The things that were stolen from her room. One of the items had been her hairbrush. She'd seen it in dramas. They could use hair samples to complete the test.

Kyoko slumped back on the couch. This was too much for her to process. What did he want with her now? This man had hurt her mother so deeply that she was incapable of loving her daughter. He had put both of them through hell.

"Take some time and think about it Mogami-kun. He has expressed his deepest sorrow and wants to connect with you. I can tell you this, he plans to relocate to Japan. I think he will continue to pursue you until you give in. He has applied this tactic many times in his business and has always come out triumphant. This also reminds me of a certain person's attitude when it came to getting into show biz. I would rather you meet with him under a controlled environment than unexpectedly on the street."

Kyoko was still reeling from the news that she couldn't respond to Lory. She did register Kuon's large warm hand engulfing hers.

"That's all I wanted to share with you guys tonight. I'm sorry I don't have more pleasant news. All the information Ruto was able to gather is in that folder. Look at it closely and let me know what you decide. I would recommend a blood test of our own but that is again up to you."

He waited a few moments but Kyoko remained silent. "Do you have any other business you would like to discuss?" Lory asked in an effort to conclude their meeting.

The couple shook their heads, stood, and bowed good night. Ruto showed them out. Kuon put his arm around her shoulder hoping it would be comforting as he steered her towards the car.

On the drive home, Kuon glanced at her from the corner of his eye. He could see the whites of her knuckles from clenching her hands into tight fists. For the most part, she stared out the window without saying a word. He knew she was deep in thought trying to figure out how to approach this uncomfortable situation. He was at a loss for words himself. On the one hand, he wanted her to ignore the man but on the other, he knew she wouldn't be able to move forward if she didn't confront him. Kuon decided not to press her for now and wait until she was ready to talk.

When they were stopped at a red light, Kyoko turned to Kuon. "Corn, this song hurts my heart."

He looked at her confused. Of all the things he expected for her to say, she was concerned with the song playing. He raised the volume and listened. The male vocalist sang a sorrowful tune, "I am colorblind; Coffee black and egg white; Pull me out from inside; I am ready, I am ready, I am ready..."

His heart clenched as he listened to the song. She was right. It was depressing as many of his songs on his playlist were but to him this song was comforting. It spoke volumes to him. It reminded him of how he felt when he was lying and hiding his true nature from her then finally coming to terms with it all and letting her into his heart. He was ready.

"It's almost over. Do you not like it?" He asked quietly.

"No, it's beautiful." She reached for his hand and laced her fingers with his. She picked up his hand and kissed the back of it. "I think I understand now... how you use music to communicate your feelings."

He listened to a lot of music. He used to carry a Discman around with him until he upgraded to using his smartphone. During downtime, he would use music to clear his mind similar to athletes before a big game. He often listened to music when he was alone. He never turned it on if there were others in the car in case they questioned his tastes and it led to suspicion of his identity. It was refreshing to share this part of him with her now that she knew everything.

"Wait until I introduce you to the Cure. Talk about depressing," he teased.

Kyoko giggled. She was glad for the distraction.

"I've decided Corn. I don't think I want to meet him. I'll take my chances at trying to dodge him," Kyoko said with resignation.

"Are you sure that's the wisest decision?" His eyes darted between her and the road as he spoke.

"I've gone seventeen years without knowing anything about that man so why should I care now. He broke into my home...drove me away from a place I called my safe haven. He hasn't changed at all. He's still very manipulative and just does whatever he wants to suit himself. So no, I won't give in to his selfish demands."

When she didn't say anymore, he let it drop. Who was he to lecture her on what was best for her? He had been cowardly running away from his past for the last six years. He knew Kyoko was strong. She would overcome this obstacle. All Kuon could do was stay by her side and support her.

AN: Sorry for the abrupt ending, it was getting too long so the rest is going into the next chapter. She will eventually meet with her father she just needs to find her guts.

Thanks for continuing to read and for all the positive feedback of the last chapter. Reviews are appreciated. I'm so happy! I'm glad as the conductor I have some passengers on the RenKyo smut train...lol. I'll figure out a good place to work it in right now Kyoko's feelings are a mess, it's not the time for Ren to get all horn dog on her or is it the perfect time. I don't know.

I'm so tempted to write a separate reactionary one shot to the latest manga chapter! I started brainstorms and then it got too depressing for me because for some reason my mind would not let it conclude happily. I have a feeling Sensei is going to play with my heart. One positive is Sho is going abroad...woohoo. Kind of fell in line with Yashiro's thoughts in my last chapter. And I'm glad my Koga is somewhat in character, he's going to be the next victim to Kyoko's charms. Ren needs to step it up.

The song playing in the car was "Color Blind" by Counting Crows. I had to let Kyoko call out how depressing my playlist was for Ren...lol.

Until next time, ja ne! ^_^