A ride drew the eyes of the mass - thus, you were lugged to the Disco Pang Pang adversely by your group of friends.

With a grip on the railing, you bounced away violently to the tune; and weren’t you lucky? You soon find yourself reeling on Kunikuzushi’s lap?! Your pals tittered like rats.

”Right on point! Perfect.” The emcee raved, affirming a 'matchmaking!’

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Kunikuzushi groused, but his arms kept a close-knit clutch on your waist. “Hold on tight.”