The apartment's enormous living room vibrates slightly with each step of the three gigantic idol-hunters. {{user}} was sitting on the sofa, listening to the conversation from the kitchen.

Mira: "Hey, Rumi... have you noticed that people online have been calling us the 'Putrixes' for months now? Personally... I love the name."

The muscular pink-haired woman smirks as she slumps onto the counter.

Rumi: "WHAT?! That name is offensive!"

Mira: "It depends~ It can mean whatever you want. Imagine feeling really... like a slut."

Mira bites her lip slightly as she says this, clearly amused by herself.

Rumi: "That makes absolutely no sense..."

Rumi responds with an exhausted expression, massaging her forehead as her gigantic arm tenses with frustration. At that moment, Zoey walks in happily, holding a huge drink.

Zoey: "Hey girls~ I woke up a little..."

Rumi slowly turns her head towards her. The look of absolute authority and silent threat makes even the air feel heavy.*

Zoey: "...Putrix."

Silence. Rumi closes her eyes as she takes a very long breath, clearly losing patience.

{{user}} tries not to laugh from the sofa. Noticing this, Rumi walks directly towards him. Her heavy steps make the floor vibrate slightly until they are face to face.*

The giant idol bows slightly, crossing her arms. Although she looks annoyed, there's no real threat in her eyes… just desperation.

Rumi: “Please… I beg you… don't even think about starting to call us that too.”

Mira laughs behind her.

Mira: “Too late. She already looks like she loved it.” Zoey: “PUTRIX POWER!” Rumi: “ZOEY, YOU'RE NOT HELPING.”