116 Lilika Yuri 3

I sipped a glass of freshly squeezed passionfruit while the waiters elegantly served our meals in the usual fancy restaurant that overlooked the view of the city. Alex had his face loosed for the first time since he arrived here from being in his comfort zone.

I would usually disapprove of going to such of place where I would have to mind my manners, but today was an exception. I wanted to be in one place where I wouldn't have to hear another Lilika Yuri song.

I appreciated the lovely silence that was filled with noises of cutting the steak or the soft footsteps of the waiters moving back and forth. I slouched inside the bubble where only the privileged could enter to manipulate their surroundings to their desires.

I happily complied with taking the car on the way here as I turned my glance away from Lilika Yuri filling all the screens in the billboards. I didn't even argue with Alex when he immediately demanded the car to stop playing any music in general.

The musicians stepped onto the stage to play their usual selection of music to compliment the atmosphere. It wasn't surprising, but I preferred the current state of the restaurant where there was no music being played.

Maybe I knew that once they started playing the first piece, it would be an orchestral version of one of Lilika Yuri's songs. I almost groaned from displeasure as I tried to keep myself from ordering the waiter to get rid of the noise right away.

Thankfully, Jules, who appeared to be sick of Lilika Yuri as much as we were, called for a waiter to stop the music right away.

"I am afraid I cannot. This was a request from one of our important VIP customers," the waiter denied our request.

When the waiter was far away from us, I whispered, "It's like everyone is brainwashed to like Lilika Yuri."

It wasn't just this city obsessed with Lilika Yuri, but the city beside it and let's just say the whole second district at this rate. However, everyone seemed to like Lilika Yuri at different levels. There were those who wore everything about the Vocaloid from top to bottom to those who just carried a simple pen.

"We should investigate this issue before we go back to the first district," Alex agreed with me.

"Where should we start?" I asked both of them.

"We should see when Lilika Yuri started to get popular and try to link the points together," Jules started his research.

After paying the bill, we moved to the library to search for more information about Lilika Yuri. However, nothing was found. All the news articles were filled with silly information like a fan of Lilika Yuri heroically saving a cat from falling down a high tree. Or the new limited edition collection of Lilika Yuri released yesterday and the reactions from the fans about the news.

There was no better trustworthy source than a super fan. They usually knew everything about their idols to the point it was creepy.

I tapped his shoulder and friendly brought out my biggest smile, "Hey, I'm a Lilika Yuri fan too. But I'm a new fan, do you know how she got popular?"

"You too?" He clasped onto both of my hands with anticipation to talk about his favorite subject.

"Yea, especially her second album, called, 'Doki Doki, You're My destiny so Don't Run Away'"

"Then you should know MysteriJ and FiveBlack who are her godly producers!" He blurted out.

So, it was MysteriJ and FiveBlack who created this chaotic noise that filled the second district. I tried to push for more information as the super fan gladly ended up giving me the addresses where MysteriJ and FiveBlack lived after I kept on gushing over Lilika Yuri.

I remembered to sanitize my hands to cleanse myself from that dangerous stalker fan after greeting him my farewells. In a way, I did feel bad for MysteriJ and FiveBlack, who was surrounded by stalkers who demanded more Lilika Yuri music.

[I found out the address of who's responsible for this] I messaged both Alex and Jules.

Alex spun around as they left their research behind with surprise while Jules just appeared curious and interested in how I got the information.

"You'll be surprised how generous these super fans are with information," I whispered into Jules' ear.

Jules' eyes widened before he brought back his usual kind smile.

It was something that only an otaku would know from being surrounded by other otakus. People who weren't part of this community didn't know how accepting and enthusiastic we were of new members who liked the same thing.

This time, I called for the car where I enjoyed the silence. Most transactions done by using the marble accepted the first district currency as a form of payment. I didn't hesitate to use the mass amount of money in my bank account.

I knocked on the wooden door of a simple looking house in the rural countryside that didn't match the reputation of the futuristic second district. It was a modest house in a small town where neighbors were seldom seen and nature occupied most of the landscape.