In this age of mind-numbing work, it is no wonder that streaming became so popular. People need some amount of distraction during their day-to-day tasks. Gamers are always popular streamers, but with a lot of Samurai joining the streaming world, but with the world being under threat by Xeno’s a lot more people have become interested in what our earthly protectors are actually like.

A lot of samurai have gained a lot more notoriety because of this. Some examples are Cosplayer, Sparkeling Magenta Explosion and of course Kuroi with there music

-- an expose on human entertainment done by The Purple Truth

I slowly let my hands crawl under Cierra’s shirt, using my fingers to trace circles on her back while we are making out in her office. Cierra putting her office in our house was a bad idea for productivity; it only took me fifteen minutes of being bored until I started to bother her. Not that she actually seems all that bothered by my interruption.

Cierra breaks away from the kiss to catch her breath, leaning her head on my shoulder. “Well, this is a nice break, but aren’t you busy?”

I chuckle as I take one of my hands out of her shirt and use it to massageher scalp. “Why would I be busy? I have a reserve of points, and there are no active incursions in Europe?”

Cierra smiles, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "You sure you're not forgetting anything?”

“I mean, I was thinking of infiltrating the Family or the Nachtwätchternetzwerk to see if they have any more stupid plans, but I am too lazy to do that right now,” I say, catching her lips so we can continue to make out.

She gently pushes me away. “What about Magenta?”

“I think she should find someone else to cuddle with for a change.” I say, closing the distance again.

“You are quite nice to hold while sleeping; your body doesn't get that hot.” Cierra says as she rubs the small of my back.

“I'll make sure to give her an ice pack next time we go to sleep then.” I say as I start kissing her neck.

“That will not work,” Cierra says with a giggle. “But weren’t you supposed to be on her stream?”

I let out a deep sigh. “Fuck. Do I have to? I'll probably do something again, and people will call me an even worse psychopath.”

Cierra grabs my face with both her hands and forces me to look at her. “Hey, this coming from the acting CEO of PsyCo. People seeing you as a psychopath is actually really good for business.”

I frown. “How so?”

“For one, people don’t stiff us on the bills we send them.” She says with a smile, as she places a kiss on my forehead.

“Hold up, you’re the CEO of PsyCo? How did you manage that?” I ask in amazement.

She smiles, stroking my hair. “That was easy. None of you wanted to do it, so when I suggested I take the position temporarily, your colleagues readily agreed.”

I nod. “Yeah, sounds about right.” Then I capture her lips again, and we continue to make out.

Just when I manage to unbutton Cierra’s blouse, the door of the office gets thrown open, making me jump. “Hey asshole, we’re filming in a few minutes, so you better come down soon.” Magenta shouts.

“I am going to throw her out of a window at some point!” I say as this cold settles into my body.

Cierra laughs. “You know that she will survive that, right?”

“Good means that I can do it twice.” I say as I regretfully get off my Princess’ lap.

“Have fun,” Princess says with a wink.

I smile. “I’ll try my best.”

I straighten my clothes, and put on my mask and follow Glowstick out of the room and down in the elevator. Luckily we don’t have to go far, Glowstick having turned a quarter of our office floor into her own personal film studio.

We walk up into one of her filming rooms, set up in a somewhat open space with pink carpets and a semicircle of couches and chairs facing the cameras.

Glowstick seems to run a quick check of her equipment, then runs up to me and guides me to a spot. “Stay there until I call for you.” She says. “Can you do that?”

“Of course, I’m not twelve.” I say, a bit annoyed.

“No, you're twenty; that makes your bad sense even worse.” she retorts

“Still a lot more sense than you do, you sparkly cunt.”

Magenta purses her lips. “Right, just be ready.”

“Ready for what? Is this one of those things where we eat a lot of hot sauce?”

Glowstick blinks, “For the stream, we just sit here and talk, answer questions from chat, and such. No taste bud assault required.”

“I guess I can do that.” I say after thinking about it for a bit.

Glowstick walks to a chair and sits down, doing a small countdown

“Hello my sparkle army, how has everyone been?... I know, right?... A lot happened in the Samurai world, and we have a special guest to talk about it. Please give a warm welcome to Manaic!” Glowstick gestures for me to come in.

So, I activate my teleport drive, teleporting myself onto the couch next to Glowstick's chair. Glowstick jumps slightly as I grin to myself.

She recovers quickly, straightening herself out, and then turns slightly to me. “So, how have you been lately?”

I shrug. “Fine, I guess. Lots to do.”

Glowstick nods. “Yeah, it has been a bit crazy here, with your trial and everything.”

I shake my head. "That wasn't a trial; that was a public execution attempt. "

Glowstick chokes on the air and looks at me, her eyes going wide as the multitude of colours in them spirals around at rapid speed. “Why would you say that?”

“I mean, why else would there have been a sniper set up?” I say while crossing my arms.

Glowstick pauses. “There was a sniper?”

I nod. “Yeah, it was like what's her face… like Midnight Ranger or something.”

“Are you sure?” Glowstick asks, looking genuinely concerned.

“Yeah, I have the camera footage ready, and as soon as it benefits me, I am going to remodel their faces with it.”

Glowstick looks at me for a bit. "You’re not a nice person, you know that?”

“I never said I was. I am a vindictive bi… person.”

Glowstick raises an eyebrow.

“I am not allowed to swear anymore; I don’t want to teach the kids bad things and all that,” I say with a sigh.

Glowstick chuckles at that. "Right then, why don’t we answer a question from chat?” Glowstick looks through some things. “Ah, this is a fun one. Who is your favourite PsyCo member?”

“That is easy. It's Deatnite.” I state.

Glowstick's eyes go wide. “Wait? What?” she shouts.

“I mean, he is the only one who hasn’t tried to kill me, easy number one spot if you ask me.” I say, grinning from ear to ear.

“Ah, uhm, right, sorry about that,” Glowstick says, looking away.

I smile, already starting to giggle "Don’t worry, let's call it even since I slept with your girlfriend.”

Glowstick's head whips around, glaring at me. “Asshole.”

“Hey, I told you I was vindictive,” I say, still grinning.

“You can be so annoying sometimes.” She says, dropping her head in her hands. “Let's move on to the next question: this sparkel asks, face reveal, when?”

I turn my head in confusion. “Why would they want that?”

Glowstick reads something. “They want to know if you are pretty or not.”

At this point, I also start to read the chat a bit. “In that case, you can just answer. You have seen my face. Am I pretty or not?”

“You are conveniently very attractive, yeah.” Glowstick says in a slow and measured voice.

To my amusement, the chat goes a bit wild after that until I spot the same chatter that originally posted the question asking. ‘Magenta and Maniac kissing stream when?’

I chuckle a bit and type out a message on my AUGs ‘hey Evelin any chance you can find that person?’

“Uhm, yeah, why?”

‘I think PsyCo could use a professional shit-stirrer.’

I hear Evelin cackling before she starts running some programmes. "One job offer sent to Camille Sprite.”

Glowstick, oblivious to our antics, asks her next question. “This is something someone really seems to want an answer too, seeing how much they are spamming it. Why did you killed Antony van der Slag.”

“Who is that? Wait, Lyssa, who is that?” I ask out loud.

Lyssa, also wanting to join the broadcast, gives her answer to the studio speaker.

According to Lyssa’s data, you have not killed anyone going by that name.

I turn back to Glowstick. “I didn't kill him, so no clue why he expired.”

Glowstick just shrugs. “I guess that's that, then. Ooh, I like this one with the entire Foxfire situation. Have you got to touch her tail yet, and if yes, how soft was it?”

“I don’t think I touched her tail at all. I was a bit distracted trying not to get killed.” I admit.

Glowstick smiles a victorious grin. “I have, and it is truly the softest thing I have ever touched.”

“When did you get to touch her tail?” I ask, feeling a bit confused.

“I knew her since I was a child. She was my teacher. She practically raised me,” Glowstick explains.

A horrible thought crosses my mind. “Wait, does that mean we are sisters now?”

Glowstick starts shaking her head aggressively. “For my sanity, I will say no.”

“So you don’t want to give Bubbles some double sister action?” I say with a low purr.

“You can already do that completely on your own.” Glowstick counters

“Who says I haven't done that already?” I counter with a wide smile.

Glowstick sighs, putting a hand to her face. “Weren’t you supposed to be more kid-friendly?”

“I was supposed to stop cursing,” I say, “By the way, what does it mean when one message in the chat has a colour?”

“Those are donations, things people really want to know.” Glowsticks explains

I nod. “Okay, I think I get it.” I look at the first coloured message that pops up, and start reading, “Have the two of you ever slept together, and if not would you consider it?”

Glowstick raises her head and looks at me. “Hmm, I'll consider it. You are pretty enough after all. It is just our personalities that would clash.”

This time it is my turn to be a bit stunned. “Okay, I was not expecting an answer to that.”

Magenta shrugs. “I don’t care; it is true, and I have seen you naked.”

“That….” I say, raising my finger to protest then putting it down again when I can’t come up with something.

“Something wrong?” Glowstick asks with a shit-eating grin.

“No, just wondering, is this what you do every day? Drool over women?” I say, doing my best not to sound annoyed.

“Is it different from what you do?”

“I mean, I drool over the same women, so yeah.”

Glowstick shakes her head. “Sure, well, let's move on. What has been your greatest joy since becoming a Samurai?”

I look at Glowstick. “That is actually a good question. Though the answer might be a bit simple, it is the freedom, like not having to worry about food or safety and such.”

“Not the power?” Glowstick asks.

“I mean, the power is what allows me to be safe and such, so it is a part of it, but, you know, I would have never wanted power if I felt I was safe in my current situation.”

“Is that something you want to change? Allow people to feel safe even without power?” Magenta asks.

I pause as I start thinking “I want to, for sure, but I am not sure how to go about achieving that. Luckily, we have a bunch of people here who could probably help me figure it out.”

“Then, why do you kill people?” Glowstick asks.

“Sometimes the disease has to be cut out before the body can heal.” I answer.

“So, killing is the best option?”

“I mean, yeah, we don’t have a justice system that works. There were no consequences, so I decided to be the consequences.”