In music anime, band girls won't be alone.

"Does Miaomeng have any plans to start a company?"

Seeing that the other person's eyes flickered, he continued,

"It's certainly not mature enough to discuss this issue now."

"But if Miaomeng has this idea, then the problem you were just struggling with is no longer a problem."

"After all, your goal in training a team is to start a company, so naturally you will take this into account in all aspects."

"If all conditions are right at that time, it will be very smooth for your video team to be upgraded into the company's startup team."

Yutenji Wakana's gaze deepened.

"Ze-jun, this is not a simple matter."

"Let's not talk about the future, let's just talk about the first step: signing new on-screen guests and training a new on-screen team."

"According to your idea, they certainly can't just be responsible for appearing on camera; they also need to be responsible for managing sub-accounts and related creative and filming aspects."

"Let's assume there are three people. All things considered, the monthly expenses would be in the millions."

"With the current account earnings, it is impossible to afford such a large expense."

Shirakawa Ze spoke calmly.

"I can handle the money."

Yutenji Wakana gave a polite smile.

"Ze-jun, perhaps I didn't explain myself very clearly."

"What I mean is, if we sign three people, without considering their profitability in the early stages, the monthly expenses may exceed one million."

“But if you want to train them and maintain their popularity, it will definitely take more than a month.”

"In other words, the monthly expenses for signing contracts to appear on camera alone exceed one million, instead of only one million in total."

"Moreover, this is a long-term investment, unlike the videos we are currently working on, where we can see dividends in the second month."

"If you're planning to invest in new on-screen celebrities, be prepared for a long period of time before you see any returns."

"If something goes wrong, we might lose everything."

Shirakawa nodded again.

"I know."

"However, I don't want to break it down in such detail this time."

“I can give you one million yen every month, and at the same time, the revenue contract for the Elf series videos will be voided. Instead, you will give me 20% of the total revenue of your entire team, including your video account.”

"Even if Meow Dream's account value has doubled now, her monthly income is still only just over a million, right?"

"I think these conditions are very generous."

"If you'd like, we can start on the first of next month."

Yutenji Wakana stared at the other person, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise.

"Excuse me for asking, which Shirakawa family does Ze-kun belong to?"

Shirakawa Sawa smiled.

“I’m an orphan and don’t belong to the Shirakawa family. I’ve written a few novels before, so I’ve saved up some money.”

After saying that, he mentioned his pen name.

Yutenji Wakana suddenly understood, and at the same time, she no longer doubted the legitimacy of the other party's source of income.

"I've heard about you."

"However, it seems you haven't been active under this identity for a long time, nor have you released any new works."

Shirakawa Ze nodded without saying anything.

But I mentally complained a bit.

[Because the silly author Xia Ji messed up the original setting and changed it haphazardly, he turned me into an ordinary high school student with only tens of millions of yen in savings.]

Yutenji Wakana thought for a moment and realized she couldn't make a decision immediately.

"Excuse me, Ze-jun, could you give me a little time to think about it?"

Shirakawa Sawa said no problem.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Yutenji Wakana nodded and got up to see him off.

After closing the door, she suddenly remembered something.

"Meow! I forgot to show Ze-kun my new drum set!"

Then she took another breath.

"Well, it doesn't matter, after all, I've just started learning."

"We can share the practice videos with him later..."

Volume 1: Chapter 174 Xiangzi Kills His Fallen Self

After leaving Yutenji Wakame's house, Shirakawa Sawa went into a nearby print shop and printed out two copies of the lyrics.

One copy was from his memory, and the other was from someone who contacted him through a STARRY advertisement.

Holding the lyrics, he sent a message to Toyokawa Shoko.

"Xiangzi, two composition orders have come in. You can come find me after you get off work tonight."

After a while, the other party replied.

"I'm at the music store right now. Ze, could you come over if you have time?"

Shirakawa Sawa said no problem.

Upon arriving at the practice room, he handed over the two copies of the lyrics.

"This is still the same client as last time, and the payment is the same. There are no special requirements."

"This one was commissioned by a band whose style leans towards heavy metal. I hope you can take that into account when you are composing."

Toyokawa Shoko took the lyrics, glanced at them, nodded, and put them in her schoolbag.

Then she took out a notebook, flipped through it, and handed it to the boy.

"Ze, please check if there are any omissions or errors in what I've written down."

Shirakawa took it and glanced at it, discovering that the notebook was filled with records of his income.

The time, amount, and reason for each income transaction are clearly recorded.

He glanced up at her and saw the girl with her left hand wrapped around her right arm, her face slightly turned away, her eyes looking elsewhere, a stubborn curve forming on her fair neck.

It's obvious that the other person has experienced something that has affected their current thinking, and they've adopted a defensive stance of not wanting to communicate.

He knew he couldn't ask directly at this point; it wouldn't be effective. So he closed the notebook and handed it over with a serious expression.

"Xiangzi recorded it in great detail, without any omissions or errors."

Toyokawa Shoko took the notebook, put it back in her bag, and her expression remained unchanged.

"Ze, thank you for your help all this time. I will slowly repay you for what I owe you."

"I know I owe you a lot of favors, but I can't write them down in my notebook."

I will try my best to return this part to you.

"Although it may seem ridiculous for me to say this now, please give me some time and please believe me."

Shirakawa sat down on the sofa, poured himself a cup of coffee, and his face remained expressionless.

"I believe you."

Toyokawa Shoko kept looking elsewhere, not glancing in the other person's direction.

"I will not ask for payment for these two composition orders, and I will complete them as soon as possible."

"I will complete the recording and video account for the advertising contract that I promised you on time."

"As for other aspects, although it sounds irresponsible, I still hope that Ze-jun will stop contacting people for me."

"Also..."

Shirakawa stopped his hand on the handle of the coffee cup and interrupted her.

"Also, aside from asking you to record audio and video, let's try to avoid contacting each other as much as possible, okay?"

The girl's eyes widened in surprise, and she instinctively looked up at the other person.

She did want to reduce contact with the other person outside of work.

After hearing what Wakaba Mutsu said yesterday, anger immediately rose in her heart.

However, this anger was not directed at the other party, but at himself.

She suddenly realized that she had recently started to enjoy the present moment and become content with the status quo.

Furthermore, she became increasingly dependent on Shirakawa Sawa, and sometimes subconsciously chose to rely on him when faced with problems.

She felt she had fallen from grace.

She felt she had no right to be content with the status quo.

The beauty before her eyes will only make her sink deeper into depravity.

Relying on others will only make her weaker.

So she defeated her fallen self, prepared to regroup, and rouse her spirits to prove herself.

She was actually quite conflicted when considering how to face Shirakawa Sawa.