Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

The Abyss World, Star Tarasa.

On this planet, there is a place called the Isuma Autonomous Region.

Many years ago, that place was the crash site of the celestial vessel, Daiyu, which marked the beginning of an accelerated process of civilization and the birth of the traditional festival: the Festival of the Fallen Gods.

The locals viewed the crashed spaceship as the fall of a god, but now, the Isuma people have long since moved beyond the age of mythology and understand the truth behind the god's fall.

The current planet Tarasa is one of the allied worlds of the Immortal Boat Alliance.

The current stop of the Robin's tour is in Isuma Prefecture.

Backstage in the dressing room, Qi Zhimu stood behind the robin, occasionally handing him cosmetics.

"Brother Qi, are there any taboos here?"

Different cultures and histories exist in different parts of the world, and there are always some things that cannot be mentioned.

It's more accurate to say that what you call a taboo is something to avoid or ward off.

"Yes, but not many. They've all been prepared in advance. Just take a look and you'll have a general idea."

"Um."

Robin quickly finished her makeup, tidied up dozens of cosmetics, and stretched.

"Other celebrities have professional teams to handle their makeup, but you always do it yourself. Aren't you tired?" Qi Zhimu said casually.

"It's alright, just consider it as improving your skills."

The robin chuckled indifferently, picked up the local materials compiled by Qi Zhimu, and began to read them carefully.

None of them are complicated local taboos; they can be easily remembered.

"By the way, Brother Qi, I'd like to make some slight modifications to the opening song for our performance later, only changing the melody we're responsible for."

Unlike her performance of Kasperin Yate-VIII back then, Qi Zhimu will now be performing on stage with her.

In his brother's words, this way he can better fulfill his bodyguard duties.

Qi Zhimu has considerable musical talent, so she naturally had no objections.

"Go ahead," Qi Zhimu said indifferently, always adopting the attitude that the client dictates everything.

"Hmm, it's the little tune in this passage..." The robin enthusiastically picked up his instrument and started playing and singing.

She discovered that Qi Zhimu could always easily keep up with her pace, understand her thoughts, and then cooperate flawlessly.

Discussing things with someone who understands music and her ideas is very, very relaxing and comfortable.

Who would have thought that the guitarist standing behind her on stage was also her bodyguard?

"Side by Side~~"

After singing it once, the robin was still full of energy and felt that he was in good spirits, so he planned to strike while the iron was hot and sing it again.

But she seemed to have forgotten the time.

A notification came from outside the dressing room.

"Miss Robin, the opening time is approaching. Please leave within three minutes and get ready to go on stage as soon as possible."

"OK."

The robin then realized it had gotten a little carried away and smiled sheepishly.

"Then let's get ready to go on stage."

"Wait a minute, robin."

At the girl's repeated requests and even demands, Qi Zhimu would omit honorifics such as "Miss" and "Madam" when privately addressing the robin.

Public occasions are different; we must handle things officially.

"What's wrong?"

"There will be a press conference after the live performance. I received information that reporters from several media outlets may have received communications from overseas."

"..." Upon hearing the overseas communication, the robin understood what was going on.

Reporters often come with the mission of getting firsthand information and riding the wave of trending topics.

This is perfectly reasonable, but some people come with extra tasks.

The author uses euphemisms and fabricates facts to smear the author's reputation, portraying him as a disgraced artist or causing his career to collapse.

This is an old trick used in the entertainment industry.

Ordinary bodyguards might not be able to handle this.

Unfortunately, Qi Zhimu was no ordinary bodyguard, and those with ill intentions walked right into his trap.

Having grown up in that circle, he was all too familiar with those dirty tricks.

"Here, put it on."

"This is……"

Seeing the ornament in Qi Zhimu's palm, the robin was somewhat puzzled.

Judging from its appearance, it is a very exquisite necklace. Does it have any special function?

"A strange object containing... well, once worn, you can hear my voice in your mind and talk to me directly."

Qi Zhimu skipped the tedious explanations and went straight to the point about its effects.

"If you encounter a reporter looking for trouble and don't know how to respond appropriately, I will offer my advice."

"Brother Qi is very thoughtful."

The robin deftly put on its necklace and carefully examined itself in the mirror.

Yes, it suits you perfectly. Brother Qi has a great eye for choosing jewelry.

After thinking of something, she suddenly asked a question that Qi Zhimu found somewhat puzzling.

Are there any distance restrictions for the direct chat function?

"Of course it does, but it becomes ineffective beyond 100 meters."

For some reason, when Qi Zhimu finished speaking, he caught a hint of regret on the robin's face.

That's strange, what are you lamenting?

With the performance just around the corner, Qi Zhimu didn't dwell on this. He went over the routine safety checks again, with the last item being the appearance management of the robin.

She wasn't wearing a formal dress today; instead, she sported a cool, rock-and-roll style outfit.

A simple tank top and shorts accentuate her supple, slender waist, making it appear incredibly delicate.

Her fair legs were perfectly proportioned, neither too fleshy nor too thin, and the small pendant on her left leg added a touch of untamed spirit.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing her slender swan neck. Her delicate collarbone and shoulder hollows were accentuated by the necklace, making it hard to look away.

Overall, it can be summed up in two words: perfect.

Whenever the little bird appears on stage, it will surely attract countless eyes and elicit deafening cheers from the fans.

For some reason, Qi Zhimu recalled a line from a girl band anime he had happened to watch while escorting ships in Tokiwa Kingdom.

"Can we be in a band together for life?"

It's too heavy...

Qi Zhimu shook off his chaotic thoughts and prepared to go on stage with the robin.