The Art of Sword

Chapter 64: Vivid the Choreographer Queen. Part 1

*Yama turn*

Just like the Dance&Karaoke section the Rhythm Forever section also has the yellow line that covers the top and bottom of the entrance.

From the outside looking in, the whole place looks the same as other areas, but when he crosses the yellow line the floor looks more like a disco floor with squares divided equally while constantly changing their color. Which is kinda like the lit-up squares the Gang first encountered when arrived on this floor.

Compared to the Dance&Karaoke section this place is even more lively. Yama walks around to find an open machine but every machine is occupied by a player.

Yama: This is just like home... Machines are packed and all you can do is wait. But they do lack in machine variety.

The layout of this section is quite weird. All of the machines are positioned to create an empty circle in the middle of them all. Now thinking about this whole section again. The layout and the vibe are quite familiar to the 'Dance Battle' event in Japan.

Yama: Was it their inspiration?

After 5 minutes of walking around and not being able to find an empty machine. He takes a seat at one of the empty benches in the area.

Yama said to himself

(Not an empty machine in sight. I was looking forward to spending 30 minutes straight dancing. All of the machines have a time counter that displays 1, 2, even 3 hours. And the number keeps going up... have they all been playing for that long!)

(Those greedy bastards! Some of them aren't even that good.)

"kuso!"

(I just want to clear my mind off being the fifth wheel in the group. All of them are older and have great chemistry with one another...)

He leans his head back, looking at the ceiling, and thinks (What to do? Should I leave? But this is the only type of game that I can lose myself in.)

...

While sitting there looking at the ceiling, he hears a familiar voice. But he doesn't know this person, the familiarity comes from the voice tone and the language they are speaking.

What he heard was "Kuso!?..."

"Hello? In the mood for talking? Japanese?" all of these were spoken in Japanese.

Yama thinks that (there must be other Japanese people here or I'm just overthinking. Sunz can speak two languages but he keeps changing between them abruptly...)

Then someone suddenly, intentionally push his shoulder, which force him to look at them.

Standing before him is a girl with a petite physique, wearing casual clothes and a black fiddler cap. She leans forward at Yama with her arms crossed behind her back.

Yama in English: Can I help you?

The girl shakes her head.

Yama: Am I bothering you?

The girl nods.

Yama is a bit confused: I guess I'll leave then.

When Yama lifts his body off the bench, the girl pushes him back down while shaking her head.

Yama: Ok...no leaving then...

When she removes her hand, a slip of paper floats down Yama's lap.

Yama picks it up and asks: Is this your?

On the paper was written 'Japanese?' in Japanese.

Yama switched to speaking Japanese: Is this better?