My daily life is getting weird because I am caught between being in a band and being an idol.

Caught between bands and idols, my daily life gradually became strange, filled with hallucinations and memories.

【Comic】【GBC】【School Idol Master】【mygo】【Roselia】【PasPale】

"I finally remembered! I'm a P" in Tokyo, running an izakaya. At the beginning of the store, there was the world's cutest 'Pikachu' and Xiaoxiang, and then a 'child sister' came.

The following is a daily overview of the store.

"Idols are nothing! Rock music is the best!"

Nina, a shop assistant, yelled at Qin Yin, another shop assistant.

"Look at what you're singing!"

The video of Fujita Kotone's concert is playing on the screen of my phone.

"Blinking every time? Cute! Existing in itself? Cute! Praise me more and more... The cutest in the world?!"

The lossless high-definition sound of Fujita Kotone is slowly streaming from the phone

"Wu...Manager..."

Chaoyang immediately stood up to uphold justice.

"Nina! I'm already at the event to support my idol, so why should I care about how she sings? It doesn't matter if she messes up, or if she lip-syncs to a CD, okay?"

"...Manager...you're even worse!"

Chapter 1 Idol?

"Manager~~~ Is it really okay to take so much money? I just got a raise per hour!?"

"Wow, that's great! Thanks to you, Kotone-chan, this run-down izakaya has so many customers. Your skills are already on par with the top hostess at nightclubs... Haha, don't be angry, I was just kidding."

Seeing the cute blonde girl in front of him suddenly turn into a sullen-faced girl and gently tap Asahi's arm with both hands, Asahi, as the shop manager, could only quickly beg for mercy.

"...However, while I'm very happy, Kotone, haven't you been working a bit too much here lately?"

After playing around with this adorable girl who was so cute he wanted to take her home, Chaoyang coughed and asked with some concern.

However, this question seemed somewhat superfluous.

"Huh?... Store manager... You, you don't want to fire me, do you... Are you paying me so much just so I can be fired...?"

"No, no, no, you're overthinking it! If possible, I, the manager, would love for you to come every day, Xiaoqinyin~~ It would be best if you could officially work here after graduation. Right now, many customers come specifically to drink when you're here."

"Haha, thank you for your kindness, store manager, but I still want to be an idol."

Then you'll make a fortune!

Fujita Kotone was thinking this to herself, her mind filled with the echoes of money.

"So your goal is to become an idol, right? How can you give me all your time? Although I'm really happy for you, store manager, is it okay if you don't focus on your idol studies?"

"Hehehe... No, it's okay! I can manage."

"I won't go into too much detail, lest I become verbose, and let's not get back to the point. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to talk to me, the store manager, anytime."

"Store manager? Really... store manager?"

"Whoa, what's that noise?"

Fujita Kotone's long, drawn-out notes were so adorable that they could melt the heart of anyone who saw her at first glance.

My name is Chaoyang. Yes, I'm a visitor from another world. I was killed by an overloaded dump truck and reincarnated into some other world, but it doesn't seem to be much different from my previous reality. The only difference is that my nationality has changed; I've become a rare person. However, regaining my memories from my previous world is a recent development.

She even checked her body carefully in front of the bathroom mirror. Her body and appearance were exactly the same as before, and even the length and curvature of her private parts were the same!

My parents died early in this world, and I inherited the family's izakaya (Japanese pub). I lived a mundane life, and of course, I quickly adapted to this life... or rather, I had no choice but to adapt because I would starve to death. Every day at noon, I had to go to the shop to clean, prepare ingredients, skewer birds, and set up tables and chairs.

However, things changed quickly. One day, Fujita Kotone suddenly came to my shop to apply for a part-time job. I naturally hired her on the spot, since who doesn't like working with a beautiful high school girl?

[System Activation Information]

"The 'Pretty Girl Earnings Generator' is now activated!"

You have unlocked the Beautiful Girl Profit Generator system. As more and more beautiful girls join your team, the popularity of the izakaya will increase significantly.

Every new female employee is automatically evaluated by the system to determine whether she meets the criteria of a "system-designated beautiful girl".

The system calculates monthly revenue growth.

Growth depends on the girl's charm and the deepening of your relationships with your employees.

"System-designated beautiful girl detected"

Name: Fujita Kotone

Charisma: 85

Monthly earnings growth: ¥50,000

Favorability: 30/100

Assessment: This woman is easy to win over. She likes money. A little flattery and pretending to consider her needs will easily increase her favorability and make her fall for you!

I felt somewhat ashamed upon hearing the comments from my brain's internal system.

This system is so addictive... But whether or not I sleep with her is another matter, the fact that it increases my earnings is really good. An extra 5 yen every month for no reason is pretty good, and that's just the initial amount.

"Then please take care of me from now on~~"

I'm not particularly interested in what she's up against; with money, what can't she have? But upon closer inspection, she is undeniably charming. Her long, golden hair is braided into two neat plaits, cascading over her shoulders, and her large, bright eyes radiate a lively and innocent spirit. It's impossible not to want to look at her a few more times.

"Yes, please take care of me, store manager."

()V Wow, lucky me! They gave me an interview on the spot! The hourly wage is 1300, which should cover my tuition. But... based on experience, this kind of small shop must be very tiring... maybe it's just the shop owner and me. But it seems easy to talk to.

Although Kotone was considering things internally, the smile on her face remained unchanged.

This is the story of how I, the reincarnated Chaoyang, awakened my abilities.

"Alright, the trash's been taken out, and the empty beer cans are out too. The gas, exhaust fan, and air conditioner are all turned off, OK. Thanks for your hard work, Kotone, be careful on your way home."

After pulling down the roller shutter, Chaoyang greeted Qinyin, who had already put her clothes back on, put on her cute backpack, and was about to go home, saying her parting greetings for the day.

"Store manager, please don't work too hard!"

After bowing warmly, Qin Yin turned and headed towards her home.

Phew, my part-time job is finally over... I should be able to go to training tomorrow...

Chaoyang had actually raised his affection level with Qinyin to 50 during this period, and awakened a new ability: as long as the affection level is above 50, he can hear their thoughts and sense their physical sensations.

"Tsk...She's clearly so tired, yet she's still stubbornly holding on."

The moment the sun awoke and activated its senses, the weariness of the music and the pain in the body struck at lightning speed.

Caught off guard, he immediately and instinctively knelt on one knee to support himself and prevent himself from falling.

"Sure enough, it's too much of a burden for her to have just the two of us. We need to hire more people."

Although Chaoyang theoretically does more work than Qinyin, at least he gets proper rest every day and has fixed days off.

It wasn't until she could hear the heartfelt words of the piano that Chaoyang realized she was working non-stop, seven days a week, without any rest.

They are almost comparable to those Vietnamese who work illegally.

He also recalled encountering many Vietnamese people working frantically during his studies in Japan in his previous life. They would work from 2 PM to 11 PM, then grab a quick bite to eat before heading to another restaurant for their night shift until 8 AM the next day. After a quick wash, they would go to language school, getting almost all their sleep in class. This cycle repeated until the end of their studies or until they were caught and deported by the immigration authorities.

Asahi wasn't unwilling to hire, but with the system's earnings, he was barely making a profit. After all, he was paying Kotone a decent wage, having raised it to 1500 yen per hour. This was why Kotone was now skipping school to work here. After paying all taxes, Asahi himself only earned less than 30 yen a month, which wasn't much different from the average office worker.

Strange, even though my favorability rating has increased quite a bit, the system is still only giving me 5... Is there some other condition?

It was already past 9 o'clock. The store was located in Takei-Kosugi. It was only one stop away from my home in Shin-Kawasaki by taking the Yokorim Railway.

He usually comes home later, but today, because it's a day off, the izakaya's customers are usually office workers, so it's not very busy on days off. The shop will close earlier than usual.

Thank you for your patronage!

As the sound of farewells rang out, Chaoyang walked out of the convenience store near his home and, as always, bought some cheap discounted sushi, beer, and drinks.

This is the last part of his day.

The only thing that made him happy was being able to chat with Kotone while working at the izakaya.

The energy she exudes makes the morning sun feel much better after grilling skewers in front of the charcoal fire every day.

Chaoyang lives in a two-story single apartment, with each room being around ten square meters in size.

"I'm so exhausted, I'm so exhausted..."

After returning home, Chaoyang quickly took a 5-minute shower, then sat down in front of the TV with a plastic bag from the convenience store.

Turn on the TV and let the commercials fill the whole house, giving it a touch of life.

He then took out beer and sushi and placed them on the low table in front of him, while he sat cross-legged.

at this time……

"Thud!" "Ouch!"

There were some sounds of impact and a woman crying out in pain coming from outside.

"Huh? What was that sound?"

Asahi, who had just put a piece of salmon sushi into his mouth and was chewing it, heard a strange noise coming from outside and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

I remember the house next door was empty; no one should walk right up to my door... Speaking of which, there have been home invasions and murders in this area...

Feeling uneasy, he took a big gulp of beer to make the food slide quickly down his esophagus, and immediately got up to check on it after swallowing.

The room was only a few steps from the entrance hall, and it took only a few seconds to walk from inside the house to the entrance hall. I carefully opened the door.

"Ok?"

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the iron gate to the area where the water meter and sluice gate were located had been opened.

A figure was kneeling on the ground.

"...Um, what happened?"

Although she looks petite and is probably a girl, it's better to ask just in case.

Upon hearing Chaoyang's voice, the other person immediately jerked, as if trying to crawl out.

As a result, he was so nervous that he accidentally bumped his head.

"pain!"

Chaoyang saw a girl wince in pain, close one eye, cover her head, and cautiously look at him.

Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief; he probably wasn't a bad person. However, he still repeated the question once more.

"Good evening, what's wrong? I live here."

"Um... I'm Jing Qin, who just moved next door to you."

As he spoke, he stood up and bowed deeply.

"Oh, is that so? Then please take care of me from now on. Um... my name is Hiraishi."

"...But right now, I can't get into the house without a key."

"Aha……"

Chaoyang looked at the woman in front of him, who claimed to be surnamed Jingqin. She was wearing a dark red coat, had fair and delicate skin, and a rather cute face.

They seemed quite honest. I just still don't understand why they needed to crawl into the water meter box.

Just as Chaoyang was about to ask further questions, Jingqin continued her story.

"I was supposed to go to the real estate agency to pick up the keys today... but I was too late."

"I see... Did you make the call?"

"The phone is out of battery."

As Jingqin spoke, her mood became increasingly depressed. It was indeed very frustrating to start the first day of moving into a new house without being able to enter. As the owner of the izakaya, Chaoyang had the ability to read people's expressions and sighed.

She said gently.

"Is that so... You've really gone to a lot of trouble... Would you like to charge your phone at my place?... But if you're not comfortable coming into my single man's house, there's nothing I can do. I'll go find a power bank for you."

"No, not really! Thank you so much... Is it really okay?"