She opened the door and found her friend wearing bleached jeans, a yellow runner shoes and white shirt with a caption written in yellow Verdana font:

"Are you a charger?.... Because you fill up my empty life :)."

Teto saw the text written in her friend's shirt and somewhat her eyebrows started to flinch.

"How do you like my looks?" her yellow haired, one sided ponytail friend asked right away while posing proudly in front of Teto.

"Uhm.... I can't say a word to describe it Neru."

"You can't, 'cause I am beautiful!" she said with pride and a sparkling smile. "Right?"

"Anyway, what bad wind brought you here dressed in that outfit? I know we don't have any scheduled rehearsal for today?" Teto asked, still trying not to burst in laughter about Neru's shirt.

"Yeah, we don't have one today," Neru affirmed, "but we have time now to visit the instrument shop and all the Vocaloid merchandise you can ever had! We can browse aisle upon aisles of pure heavenly goodness!"

"Are you gonna visit those places for instruments and merchandise," Teto questioned Neru in a doubting voice and a squinted look at her, " or your gonna go there for the handsome guys thats in the shop?"

Neru blushing confirmed Teto's suspicion but she strongly denied it. After several seconds, Neru cracked up.

"Alright, alright. I admit." she said while making little sways of her right feet, somewhat on a tone of guilt, looking at the cobbled doorstep.

Teto smiled and touched Neru's shoulder. "It's good to go sometimes, right? So... I'll go with you."

"Really!" her friend said in joy, jumping and making noise recklessly.

"Just wait me here okay?" Teto said while walking inside the house, in a fading voice. "I'm just turn off my computer and tell to my sister about this."

Neru nodded and Teto gone up to her room. After a minute, she went out of the room and while going down the staircase, Teto told to her sister that she's gonna go with Neru at the Instruments shop in the city.

"Just come back early Teto, don't go anywhere else." her sister yelled from the kitchen.

Teto responded and went back to Neru at the front door and gone at the shop.

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The Vocaloids is at the studio, recently finished recording their Third album.

Being a superstar like them is a stressful job. They always responds to promotional events, travelling back and forth to attend numerous shows, guestings and autograph signings round the clock.

They are popular on their respective rights. All of them are still what they call down to Earth except one, the brightest amongst the Vocaloids, Miku Hatsune. Unlike Megurine Luka or Gakupo that most of the time was hardly speaking anything, Miku is somewhat the opposite of them. She always reacts on accusation and gossips about the group and onto herself especially. As her career grew bigger, she became irritated and somewhat numb and doesn't care on others' feeling.

She even make tantrums when her expectations wasn't met, just like at the moment of the recording.

"What the F*** is. Wrong. With. You!" Miku ragely expressed on the audioman on the studio, clenching her fist in her teal colored Android™ phone, walking outside the booth.

The audioman was started to sweat on the forehead, feeling bad that she made the diva angry.

"B---ut, the quality o-o--of your vo--ice is s--omewhat really terrible....." he said in a shrilly voice and a sweaty hands.

Miku is furious when she heard that her recording was terrible. She threw her phone recklessly to the audioman's face and stomped her feet at the tiled flooring. The force that the audioman received was too much, he acquired a small leisure on the face and a bloody nose.

"We are almost recording for six times. SIX TIMES for f**** sake!" miku agitatedly said, making a enraged stare at him. "I'm the one whose the star here okay? So don't tell me that I sound terrible! You are only thr recorder, you don't know about that much about my voice so don't tell me f****** lies!"

"But...." he replied to Miku, covering his bleeding nose.

"I am the one whose paying your living, your life! So enough of this b******* and fix that up! Don't talk to me until you didn't fix that problem!"

The audioman just nodded in terror and Miku went out of the studio, shutting the door violently, creating a cracks at certain portions as it slammed hard at the wooden door frame.

In the hallway just outside the studio, Gumi noticed Miku walking heavily and fast away from the studio. Gumi sighed sadly when she sees Miku being like that, knowing that she's changed dramatically throughout their career as a group.

She was standing near the door when she suddenly heard a noise inside the room, somewhat like a heavy object of some sort fell down.

Gumi went in and she found the tiled flooring cracked and a person lying down. She hurriedly rushed to help the person.

"Sir... Sir." Gumi worriedly said to the audioman, tapping his cheeks, checking if the person is still conscious.

Gumi felt something on her hands somewhat liquid and thick. She removed her hands on the audioman's cheek and found her hand covered red, the blood that oozing from the audioman's broken nose. She tried not to panic and called the paramedics at the ground floor to assist the audioman that tasted Miku's fury.