The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 91: Releasing a Song (New Book Launch, Please Vote!)

"Let's wait and see, until this storm passes," said Shiori Kisaragi. "Let me think of a way for you to contact him safely first. I also need to get some information out of him."

I need to think about his final fate.

At this point, Kirihara Akira suddenly fell silent, her gaze towards Kisaragi Shiori becoming somewhat solemn.

"What's wrong?" Shiori Kisaragi asked.

Kirihara Akira said, "There are some things I need to say upfront."

"I'm being honest with you, and I hope you're being honest with me too. If we're going to talk about how to arrest, or rather, how to lure Hino Harufumi... unless you tell me he's committed many evils and provide evidence to prove it."

Otherwise, I wouldn't actually participate; that would be betrayal, and betrayal is the one thing I'm particularly bad at.

"Don't worry, why would I let a child like you participate in a capture operation?" Shiori Kisaragi said dismissively, "Kids shouldn't think so much."

"Fine." Kirihara Akira pretended to be nonchalant: "Then what do you want me to kneel down and do for you?"

""

"Tch...you little brat."

"Should I go record a song?" Shiori Kisaragi said, "I said I would produce a finished song in a month or two to dispel people's doubts and confirm my status as an arts school graduate. Now that I've shown my skills to them, it's not so urgent anymore, but I had already announced that I would release a new song back then."

After all, the higher-ups want me to continue working in this position, maintain the facade, and keep my word.

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"Of course, that's great! I've already found a recording studio. Business isn't great, but they're usually booked," Kirihara Akira said. "But which song do you want to record? 'Lemon' or 'Jealousy'?"

"Hmm... the next one," Shiori Kisaragi said. "I really can't keep my balance when I sing 'Lemon,' and the effect is just so-so. At my current level, singing it would be a bit of a waste of the song."

"Then you're still too thin-skinned." Kirihara Akatsuki laughed and said, "There are countless cases where the original song arrangement is excellent, but the original singer has no singing skills, and it ends up spreading through covers. No one stipulates that top students from art schools must have outstanding singing skills, right? You can make a name for yourself through songwriting."

"...Then I still have people I care about on this planet." Shiori Kisaragi rested her elbows on the table, propped her chin on her hand, and said, "Besides, the lyrics and music were yours from the very beginning. I was just a, well, plagiarist."

Actually, I'm the plagiarist... Kirihara Akira shrugged and said, "Licensing can't be considered plagiarism, at least it's called sponsorship. Essentially, it's like giving your work a boost in prestige."

"That's not good," Shiori Kisaragi said. "So before we record the song, I'd like to discuss with you how the song will be credited, whether it's kept for ourselves or released, and if it's released, where it will be released, and how the profits will be distributed."

"What do you think?" Kirihara Akira asked.

"My idea is that you should always own all the rights to these songs, and all the profits generated should rightfully belong to you as well."

Kirihara Akira laughed and said, "What kind of logic is that? Singers work tirelessly, contributing their voices and emotions, only to end up not getting a single penny?"

"This wasn't originally mine. You contributed your inspiration to my work, so I can't be so shameless."

Kirihara Akira sighed, marveling at this guy's sense of justice, which truly shone like the sun.

He said, "You can take it all, or just donate it."

"How can you do this? Are you crazy?" Shiori Kisaragi said angrily.

Kirihara Akira said, "You don't need to argue with me about this at all."

Kirihara Akira wasn't being polite. He had absolutely no financial pressure right now. His wife gave him so much money that even if he were kicked out immediately, the pocket money he had saved up during this time would be enough for him to live on for a year and a half.

Moreover, he is not incapable of making money.

After all, it wasn't something that belonged to him.

But she couldn't tell Kisaragi Shiori these things directly. She went from being angry at first, to feeling somewhat confused, and finally to admiring her.

Seeing the change in her expression, Kirihara Akatsuki was a little speechless and said, "Are you misunderstanding something?"

"What's the misunderstanding?" Kisaragi Shiori rarely showed a maternal expression, unlike her usual corporate slave face.

Kirihara Akatsuki said, "I didn't make this decision out of a sudden burst of kindness, don't overthink it."

"Oh," Shiori Kisaragi asked gently, "Why is that?"

Seeing this, it seemed like Kirihara Akira had become some kind of saint, and Kirihara Akira almost got goosebumps all over. She quickly explained, "No, I don't lack money, and... damn it, this song is for you, I'll give it to you, okay?"

"You mean to say that this song is for me?" Shiori Kisaragi said slyly, her face turning malicious.

Now, her stubbornness had backfired, leaving her caught in a dilemma. Kirihara Akira gritted her teeth and finally admitted, "Yes, it's all because of you. You see, 'lemon' and 'jealousy' both sound sour. It's all because I saw you getting too close to other men, and that's what I felt!"

Now it was Kisaragi Shiori's turn to feel disgusted. She frantically rubbed her arms and angrily said, "Do you think I'm some kind of teenage girl who's easy to fool?"

Kirihara Akira said, "Teenagers these days won't be fooled like that. As for you, I'm not sure."

Kisaragi Shiori gritted her teeth and said, "Kirihara Akira!"

"Alright, alright." Kirihara Akatsuki stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "I've made all the arrangements. Let's get ready to record the song."

Kisaragi Shiori suddenly became inexplicably nervous, circling around Kirihara Akira twice before asking, "How is it?"

"What, how is it?"

"Tsk." Shiori Kisaragi rolled her eyes and said, "Don't you have any sense? I'm asking you, what do you think of this outfit? Won't it be embarrassing to wear it out for a recording?"

"Pfft, what's wrong with you?" Kirihara Akatsuki burst out laughing, panting, "You, you're not recording a music video or shooting a movie, you're recording a song. The microphone can't record what you're wearing."

Kisaragi Shiori blushed at his laughter, glared at him fiercely, and said, "Didn't you say that musicians should dress in a trendy and cool way? I'm asking if this outfit meets your standards!"

Kirihara Akira said confidently, "After teaching you for so long, what I'm most satisfied with isn't your meteoric rise in vocal skills, but your fashion sense. You've finally started to look like someone who plays music... or rather, like a woman."

"What?!" Shiori Kisaragi exclaimed. "I used to be considered a sophisticated urban woman, an office lady who went to work in an office building!"

"The term 'OL' is practically dead now... Oh well," Kirihara Akatsuki said. "Anyway, I'm very satisfied. This outfit will do. Let's go!"