Oiva's interview

Kisha blinked as Oiva sat before her, kicking his feet in the air and smiling cutely. "Uh..."

"Hmm? Am I too cute for you? Sorry, but I have no interest in girls," Oiva chuckled.

"No, I just got done with Fran. It's-"

"Fran? I wuv him!"

"Y- Yes, but I want to ask about-"

"Ah, this is a scripted thing. I'm Oiva. Oiva Huuskonen. My rating's under 2000, so I was able to make the team. And I'm a good fit as I'm beautiful like all the other members."

"I want to ask-"

"Hmm, we can't give predictions about the tournament, so sorry. I'm done now, right?"

"Your eyes! The fuck is going on with your eyes!?"

Oiva blinked before nodding. "Ah, well Finland, where I'm from, got taken over by a bad man who forced us all to become like this. It was like living in a virtual world, until by chance, I got pulled like a gatcha and am free to spread my cuteness."

"Deep Blue?"

"Ah, it's the-"

"Sorry, we're out of time," a stagehand stated.

"Oh, no, no, no! He's got some real juicy-"

"Oiva Huuskonen, everybody."

And with that, the interview ended, much to Kisha's dismay.