Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

He naturally knew that those internet celebrities were here to take advantage of his current popularity.

After all, yesterday’s interview video had a high number of views.

Being famous on the Internet has a huge impact on your life.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have accepted the interview without mosaics.

"Miura."

"You just stand outside the door of this lounge. Don't let anyone in. Only those wearing work badges are allowed in."

After being assigned tasks by the security supervisor, Gensuke Miura began his guard duty.

There was a mixed crowd backstage, with people coming and going.

It does require more attention.

tread.

tread.

tread.

A girl wearing black leather boots walked to the door of the lounge and looked at Miura Gensuke's face curiously.

She was wearing a Gothic-style stage costume and had a hot body.

There are a few iconic red highlights on the short black hair.

But the look in her eyes on her pretty face was indifferent.

Miura Gensuke recognized her as Miss Akasaka Hiya.

A member of Dismay.

"Ah—you're the one from yesterday!"

After recognizing him, Akasaka Feiye smiled and moved closer: "Please move aside, I want to go in."

Miura Gensuke glanced at her plump breasts.

No tag.

"Sorry, you can't come in." Miura Gensuke did not make way.

"But this is the idol's lounge..."

Miura Gensuke frowned: "Do you have a work badge?"

"I... Hey, how could I possibly have that?! Are you some idiot type of handsome guy?!"

Akasaka Feiye couldn't help but laugh out of anger.

After all, these five are the protagonists of this show.

No tags are needed at all.

Only then did Miura Gensuke chuckle and make way.

"Hey - it turns out you were just joking, trying to get my attention."

Akasaka Feiye looked around before walking into the lounge: "Be careful."

The remaining four people in the group were already sitting on the sofa.

They are chatting and cheering each other up.

"Na!"

Akasaka Hiye smiled and sat next to Asano Mio:

"The handsome security guard from yesterday has been transferred backstage. He's right in front of our lounge door now!"

Asano Mio couldn't help but look towards the door.

"Fei Ye." Oshima Yui knocked her head speechlessly: "We are idols, don't talk about this."

"But I feel that guy likes me very much." Akasaka Feiye smiled and repeated what happened just now.

Asano Mio pretended to be indifferent and looked at her phone.

As a result, Gensuke Miura did not talk to her.

"Miss Akasaka."

Oshima Yui held up her phone and said, "The handsome guy you're talking about is still a high school student, even younger than you."

Because of the popularity on the Internet, Miura Gensuke's personal information was naturally dug out.

Furthermore, some students took the initiative to mention that he was the student union president of the College of St. Liberal Arts.

"High school student?" Akasaka Hiya glanced at Asano Mio.

"Mio, are you also studying in this school?"

Seeing that Asano Mio remained silent, Akasaka Feiye smiled and asked Oshima Yui:

"By the way, Captain, why did you search for his information online... Aren't you also concerned about him?"

"I think you've gone too far." Oshima Yui put down her phone and said, "Okay, get yourself together and get ready for the performance."

"After today's game, we can have a day off."

Akasaka Feiye smiled and nodded, then stretched out on the sofa:

"Then we can fall in love!"

Although she knew that the other party was just joking, Oshima Yui still tapped her knee.

As a result, due to the knee-jerk reaction, Akasaka Hiya's calf kicked naturally.

He kicked it onto the coffee table, knocking over a bottle of water.

The water splashed out, soaking the idols who were sitting together.

To be more precise, it is the various types of socks on their legs.

"Eh……"

“That’s too bad!”

Akasaka Feiye wiped it several times with tissues, but still felt a little uncomfortable.

And under the light, these water marks are very obvious.

"Take it off first."

Oshima Yui slapped her forehead.

After all, it seemed like she was the one who caused this.

"Are there any spares, Captain?"

"No, this is a specially made stage costume, and there's only one set." Oshima Yui frowned. "Maybe we can just use a hair dryer to dry it out. We still have some time."

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Chapter 85 Small and fragrant

After hearing the captain's solution, Akasaka Feiye immediately ran out of the lounge and put her almost soaked socks in his hands:

"Hey bro, can you help me dry my hair? There's a hair dryer in the dressing room!"

"Hurry up! Time is running out!"

Four minutes later, Gensuke Miura placed the dried socks on the coffee table in the lounge.

There were two pairs of stockings, two pairs of stockings, and one pair of knee-high socks.

"I'm about to go on stage."

Oshima Yui picked up a pair of white stockings and put them on her fair feet: "We..."

"..."

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Miura Gensuke who was observing carefully: "Brother, why haven't you left yet?"

Miura Gensuke gave an awkward smile.

He just wanted to see the idols' bare legs to study the effects of dancing on leg muscles.

By the way - just by the way, take another look at the girls' feet.

Of course, such words cannot be said out loud.

"I want an autograph." Miura Gensuke found a very reasonable reason.

"Yeah, of course." Oshima Yui bent down and put on the still warm white stockings: "Can I give it to you after the performance?"

Looking at the stockings that were slightly tight on his skin, Miura Gensuke left the lounge with satisfaction.

Sure enough, beautiful girls also have beautifully shaped feet.

However, among these five people, Xiao Mio is the cutest.

Small and fragrant.

"Let's work hard together!"

Oshima Yui's voice came from the lounge: "You can have a day off after this!"

"Let's go!"

Miura Gensuke took a sip of water, then leaned against the wall and watched them go on stage: "Keep going."

"Ha, thank you, brother!" Akasaka Feiye raised her fist wearing a black glove.

It nearly hit him in the face.

"Gensuke, let's go home together after this..."

Asano Mio, who deliberately fell behind, whispered something when no one was paying attention.

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——The dividing line for attending concerts