Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 346 Unable to extricate myself
"What should we do? Should we go in and help Lord Xia Fan? Stay calm, don't be impulsive. If you go in with your small body, you will only make things worse..."

"Moreover, before the mission is completed, the 'monitoring vehicle' must faithfully record everything that happens and cannot leave its post."

"Damn it, the support is too slow, where is it?!"

At the entrance of the alley outside the studio building, Yui Aiba was pacing around in the surveillance car with an anxious look on her face.

"Wait, the sprayed water droplets...are not black anymore..."

"There is no magnetic field interference on the surveillance camera screen..."

"What happened just now?"

The monitor in front of me, which had been showing blurry images, suddenly regained clarity.

"So much blood...so many people died!"

At this moment, through the lens of different angles, we can clearly see the unconscious people in the studio, the overflowing blood and the splattered flesh...

"Master Xia Fan... is safe and sound... That's great..."

"Besides those cultists, he seemed to be fighting with some invisible things just now?"

When she saw Xia Fan standing alone there, she finally let go of her worries and sat down on the ground like a duck.

When the voting data was found to be abnormal and the audience collectively changed into white robes, the security team of Section 9 directly followed the emergency plan, broke into and took over the photography building.

After that, the fire sprinklers in the entire building suddenly started up, releasing a large amount of unknown black water mist, which made people who came into contact with it lose their ability to move.

As soon as the situation got out of control, Yui Aiba sought emergency support from the Section 9 headquarters.

After that, she was extremely worried about Xia Fan, so she could only faithfully perform the task of the "surveillance car" and pay attention to the images inside the building from the car...

Ordinary electronic cameras are naturally unable to detect "supernatural beings". In addition, the black fog limits visibility, and there is also some abnormal magnetic field interference, so the surveillance images are completely blurred...

But Aiba Yui could vaguely observe that Xia Fan had a fierce battle with that elusive woman and a hundred cultists...

After the cultists suddenly committed suicide, Xia Fan even fought a battle of wits and courage with the "air", and the "abnormal situation" in the entire studio suddenly stopped.

"Zizizi... I'm consultant Xia Fan... Lesson 9, is there anyone sober here?"

Just when Aiba Yui's mind went blank, Xia Fan's voice came from the intercom on the ground.

"what!"

"Master Xia Fan! Are you safe? Are you injured?"

"I have received professional training and can provide you with medical services such as artificial respiration, chest muscle compression, and suction of harmful fluids at any time!"

She picked up the intercom in a panic and replied incoherently.

"Sir...are you Agent Aiba?"

"I'm fine, but many people at the scene are currently suffering from a stroke and need immediate emergency treatment!"

Hearing Aiba Yui's voice, Xia Fan was obviously excited and ignored some of her meaningless words.

"I called for emergency rescue five minutes ago. The emergency team is expected to arrive within two minutes. Please wait patiently for support..."

Aiba Yui glanced at the positioning signal on the computer screen and replied seriously.

As if to prove her words, the roar of helicopter propellers was heard above the roof of the car.

"By the way, Lord Xia Fan's heroic figure fighting the 'supernatural being' was so handsome that I couldn't help myself..." Aiba Yui said with a blush on her face and a seductive look in her eyes.

"Hello, Agent Aiba, what did you say... It's so noisy over there, I can't hear you clearly, is the helicopter support here?"

Xia Fan's voice was still coming out intermittently from the intercom held between her legs.

……

Tokyo, Yokohama Minato Mirai, Music Hall.

“Thanks to the energetic idol Hoshina Hanami for bringing us the romantic song “Sakura”… Who will be the next artist to appear…”

Amid the host's speech and thunderous applause, Hoshina Hanami, wearing a sailor uniform, walked back to the backstage with rapid breathing.

"Hey, today's music festival performance has finally come to an end."

Entering the dressing room, she took out a camera from her bag and carefully filmed the small room.

"No suspicious red dots... No suspicious signals... Safe..."

After doing all this, Hoshina Hanami began to change her clothes with peace of mind.

As a newcomer whose popularity is rising, in the entertainment industry where voyeurism and wiretapping incidents are endless and paparazzi are omnipresent, this kind of routine inspection has long been included in the agency's "Personal Privacy Security SOP" tutorial.

[Hori Jiangyi: I watched the live broadcast of the music festival for your show. The stage wind is getting more and more stable. Congratulations on the success of the performance! ]

Gently unfasten the back buckle, the Jade Rabbit escapes from the cage, and congratulations from friends pop up on the phone.

[Hoshina Hanami: Thanks to the vocal techniques you taught me recently, Horie, singing feels easier now! It's a pity that you don't become a singer with such strong singing skills...]

Hoshina Hanami skillfully changed her clothes with one hand while quickly replying to messages with the other.

Changing clothes while operating the phone, eating, and even putting on makeup are skills she developed in the poor backstage environment when she was a trainee at the AKSB48 small theater.

[Horiie Tsubasa: Speaking of which, I recently received an invitation to sing the theme song for a special effects movie, but the condition is that I have to appear in person in the MV. I’m currently considering it…]

[Hoshina Hanami: Hey, are you going to make your real-life debut as a voice actor and singer? That's great. With your looks and bust size, Horie, you will definitely be ten times more popular than you are now! ]

The message from Horie Tsubasa left Hoshina Hanami stunned for a moment, and then she cheered him up.

Recently, she often communicated with Horie Tsubasa privately about vocal matters, and naturally knew how terrible the other party's conditions were in terms of dubbing skills, singing techniques, vocal theory, appearance, etc.

[Horiie Tsubasa: Bust size is an unnecessary advantage, thank you... I haven't made a final decision on this matter yet, mainly because it's hard to convince my father...]

Horie Tsubasa sounded conflicted, and it was obvious that he had not yet passed the hurdle of Horie Keizo.

"It's so hot. The logistics of the festival are terrible. There's not even enough air conditioning..."

"That's right... Hey, where's Hoshina? Did you go back after the performance?"

Outside the locker room door, a conversation between two women was heard.

"Have the seniors finished their performances?"

Hearing that it was her senior from her former group AKSB48, Hoshina Hanami was ready to go out and say hello...

"They are not the trainees who couldn't debut before, but big stars who have nanny cars to pick them up. Their schedules are very busy, and they don't have as much free time as little idols like us."

The resentful words outside the door made her pause.

(End of this chapter)