Takeda-san, the rather sweaty satyr, then launched into his enthusiastic proposal with practiced gusto, outlining their agencies' visionary partnership to merge Ji-a's original label SIZZLE CHIZZLE's appeal and cutting-edge sound with Soma's renowned franchise values, all housed under VOODOO DOLL's expertise. Ji-a half-listened, tracing woodgrain patterns on the arm rest disinterestedly while Hyeon-U leaned forward, attentive yet faintly apprehensive, he took off his own shades, revealing true purple eyes.

A mockery.

The words "Order of The Fly has organized your first collaboration project" piqued Ji-a's attention; however, his inner reservations stirred at this expected but still unwelcome move. He glanced sidelong at Hyeon-U, absorbed in discussion, analyzing lean features and unique styling with grudging approval—still, old habits died hard.

When prompted, Ji-a favored aloof silence while Hyeon-U accepted readily, bowing respectfully. "It would be an honor to work with Ji-a-san. I'm sure through open communication and mutual respect, we can create something truly meaningful."

His sincere optimism troubled Ji-a, whose steely retort sliced the mood into tatters once more. "Do not assume this 'partnership' will be easy, pup. I work alone."

Hyeon-U 's polite smile wavered slightly under shuttered eyes, yet he parried calmly. "All great art stems from challenge and growth, Ji-a. I let you speak my name for a reason. I look forward to learning from you."

Seeing rising tensions, Takeda-san smoothly redirected. "Noble sentiments, Skeleton King-san. Now, let us celebrate over a sumptuous meal of Hellmart Brand Roasted Human Baby Livers and blood wine, before duty calls you back to work. Shall we?" The executive rose with impeccable grace, gesturing to them both to follow.

"You don't have Young Foods or Techna Grow?" Ji-a scoffed at the goat demon who faltered at his prodding.

"You see, Soma Talent is rather small on the scale of things, Young Foods and other high class food companies are reserved for VOODOO DOLL, just do well and one day you'll be feasting on the finest cuts of human flesh and souls along with the biggest names in the industry!" The fat, balding satyr nearly fell over as he spoke. He then stood upright and then ambled out of the office.

Ji-a deliberately lingered, fixing Hyeon-U with an inscrutable dark lilac glare that lingered ever harder on tanned skin and quested across Hyeon-U's dark true purple eyes, judging.

Then he too stood in a billow of leather and lilac purple, wordlessly shadowing their host with Hyeon-U trailing, hopeful yet uncertain in his formidable and constantly annoyed wake. Their meeting, it seemed, had only just begun, they would be required to spend the next few nights coming up with and practicing a song they created together.

It was going to be a long night.