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Gackt grasped the microphone, head bowed, and readied himself for the lights and the music to burst around him. Performance. That was what it was all about. What he loved best. After so long in the business with so much success, Gackt enjoyed the best of every world - able to throw himself, open and vulnerable, to the wolves, and hold no real fear of being torn apart. He could do no wrong. It was the exhileration of free falling with the knowledge of something large and soft to catch you at the end of it. No ni Saku Hana no Yo Ni was selling well already, all he had to do was perpetuate it with a few flashes of earnest eyes and performances to remind everyone why they loved him, whatever their particular reason might be. Every curve of his lips, every waver of his voice was sure to strike one of the hearts in the audience in their weakest point.
He loved his job.