"....I still don't get any of this Mirager stuff. Misaki, do you get any of it?"
Seitaro decides to chime in even though he wasn't asked directly.
"I mean, if it was easy to figure out, there wouldn't be a need for specialized scientists. Let's just call it magic until we get it."He then takes a seat for himself nearby. He did his best to listen and to follow along the wordy explanation. He kinda understands it, but it was also still a bit vague where more info would have mattered. It is what it is, in any case. Seitaro pulls out Nyghthowl and looks at it again.
"So you're supposed to be like me?" "... Heh."For Seitaro, the irony is incredible. If Nyghthowl is anything like him, she would dislike people in general and hate being forced to do things. And yet, she's attached to someone. Maybe that's why the Professor wants to do experiments?
Then again, he has sworn secrecy over the Mirage stuff before he was allowed to listen. And, he can't lie, he's starting to get attached to a few people. With the newcomers, obviously, Misaki, Hikari and Tsubasa to a degree are in the same boat as him, just with different motivations. But he was impressed with how no-nonsense Araki can be. They were mostly strangers and they still shared a high five like they are friends. It just felt right in that moment.
"Let's look at the good side for now. Full creative control. I like that. My stage persona gotta be the Seitaro way or the highway, heh." "Although... Collabs could get messy. I assume that, as Miragers even more so than as idols, we all have our own style... That probably will become the biggest challenge for us."The freshly-minted Mirager looks at the knife once more before returning his attention to the other newcomers.
"But, honestly? For the first time I'm starting to get excited! I don't know why, I just do."That was a lie. He knows why. He is part of a group, one sworn to secrecy even. They will spend a lot of time together, becoming a real unit on a micro level and becoming part of the idol and Mirager scene on a macro level. There's a real possibility close bonds can develop over time. Something he never quite had. Something he envied other for. For the first time in life, he felt like he belonged somewhere, where he could be himself. Express his true self without repercussion or risking to earn no money.
Plus the whole deal about being allowed to socialize and date in a world primarily occupied by women? Bonus!
"I just do..." "Ah, that reminds me... Didn't our senpais use codenames in their Mirager forms? I wonder if we can choose our own...?"