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

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Japanese girls continue to say heartless things.

At that moment, the sun gently tapped the head of the vegetable.

"You bastard, this is all your fault. Anyone who considers you their brother or sister is really unlucky."

Japanese food.

"Oh~ How could that be? My sister and I are very close. I love my sister the most, even though she can be a little scary sometimes."

"I won't comment on your sisterly relationship since I don't know anything about it, and I'm not here to talk about that today."

Chaoyang placed the two full plastic bags on the ground.

"The gifts I bought at the supermarket were mostly snacks and drinks."

Maruyama Aya composed herself, but tears still wouldn't stop. It wasn't just because of Hina's words and her teammates' praise, but because the pressure she had accumulated during her years as a trainee finally erupted at this moment.

"...Thank you, producer...I'm sorry, I might need a while to calm down."

"I'm so moved I'm crying right now. I'm really torn because there's even bigger news to come later."

"Hey?"

At this moment, Qian Sheng noticed the smile on Chao Yang's lips and the way he kept glancing at her, wondering if it was related to her request from yesterday.

"What news? What news~~"

Excited, Ai Yin immediately ran to Chaoyang.

Chaoyang explained to her with a look of affection.

"Actually, Qian Sheng was the first to accumulate 5 followers. Then, Qian Sheng chose to hold a concert together, which means that it will be held before the concert at the end of the month."

"Wow, I didn't expect to be so busy all of a sudden... I never imagined I'd not only be on stage, but I'd be on stage twice in a row."

The girls clapped and cheered.

"Chisato-chan~~ Thank you~~"

They also expressed their gratitude to Qian Sheng.

"No, the reason I was able to accumulate so much experience so quickly is simply because I debuted relatively early; it's inherently an unfair competition."

"However, since it was a last-minute decision, and almost half of the month has already passed, finding a venue is still too difficult. So you'll be performing here, which can accommodate about 500 audience members... and you'll be playing as the opening act for other bands. Of course, the performance time is relatively long, allowing you to play three pieces."

"No, that's perfect. It's too difficult for a band like ours to carry an entire concert right now."

Chisato showed no sign of dissatisfaction; she was fully aware of the band's current capabilities. In fact, three songs were a bit too many. After all, there were beginners in the band, and she herself was only a novice bass player.

"Since you're not the main characters, most of the audience are actually fans of another band. However, I still managed to get 200 tickets. I say 'asked,' but actually, they kindly asked me for them. I've been thinking about it, and I plan to have the company sell them. If that doesn't work out, you can find some friends and family to support the band."

At this moment, Maruyama Aya, who had completely calmed down, fell into deep thought.

...Although everyone says I'm working hard, this concert was entirely thanks to the producer and Qian Sheng who secured it for us. Isn't there anything I could have done? I don't want to regret not taking any action. To avoid regret... Oh, right!

"Producer... regarding these tickets, I think..."

Chapter 75 Girls in the Rain.

"...Producer, I want the entire Pastel* team to personally sell these tickets..."

Upon hearing Maruyama Aya's words, Asahi immediately refused.

"That won't do. It would be terrible if we were surrounded and attacked. Although you haven't officially debuted yet and probably don't have any fans, so there shouldn't be any extreme haters who turn out to hate you out of love, we shouldn't take any risks."

"I think after what happened last time, many people probably feel that we are no longer a force to be reckoned with. So, perhaps it is necessary to let the audience know about us again, as we are ready to start afresh."

But Maruyama Aya persisted.

Chaoyang understood her feelings.

Excessive criticism is not good for her future growth and self-confidence.

Seeing that Chaoyang didn't speak, he continued.

"I will stop immediately if I sense any danger, so... please, producer!"

Maruyama Aya grabbed Asahi's hand and pleaded.

"I see......"

At this moment, Maruyama Aya spoke to the others.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Although it was my idea, we've only been practicing since that day. I feel it's really necessary to meet the audience more often, talk to them directly, let them see that we haven't given up, and let them get to know us again."

"Hmm~ Isn't this great? I'm also quite curious about the audience's attitude towards us now."

"Thank you! Let's begin today!"

Chaoyang was startled.

"Today? Then I need to borrow a car quickly. After all, there probably aren't many people around here who want to go to a show."

"Sorry to have troubled the producer again. Let's take the subway ourselves."

Maruyama Aya quickly apologized, saying she hadn't expected Asahi to give her a ride.

"No, for safety's sake, it's better if we drive ourselves. That way, we can get help anytime if something happens."

. .

Chaoyang quickly contacted a nearby car rental company, which immediately sent a minivan over.

After Chaoyang loaded the gifts he had bought into the car, he naturally became the driver and took them to a deserted theater in Ikebukuro.

"here it is?"

After getting off the bus, Aine looked at the theater in front of her, somewhat confused.

Chaoyang explained to her.

"This is the theater we used to run, but it's temporarily unusable due to unpaid fees. We haven't found anyone willing to take it over yet, so it's currently empty. No one should be bothered here, and the people around here are relatively wealthy and willing to pay for tickets."

There were still quite a few people strolling by in front of the theater, and a shopping street was not far away, with a commercial area on the other side. The flow of people was just right. It was a very suitable place.

Instead of sitting idly in the car, the group took the blackboard that Chaoyang had found for them and hand-drew the ticket information and band name along with cute drawings.

At this moment, Maruyama Aya asked everyone.

"Is everyone ready?"

"Ok!"

After receiving replies from others, Maruyama Aya took a deep breath.

"Everyone~!! From now on, Pastel* will begin selling tickets for their next concert~~"

Chaoyang was kept a little further away to watch out for any accidents.

Passersby, having nothing better to do, heard the shouts of many young girls and, out of curiosity, went to join in the fun.

"Pastel*?"

"Just debuted? Never heard of them."

"I feel like I've heard this somewhere before..."

"Just search it on your phone... Ah! It's that idol group that lip-synced."

"Ah! Right, I heard their singing and playing were all fake, how come they haven't disbanded yet? They're so shameless..."

"Look closely, child star Shirahiro Chisato is here too! ... I used to quite like her."

Qian Sheng's expression began to change.

Aine, who is relatively fragile, wanted to run away after hearing these words.

Ugh... Hah... It feels like I'm being tortured. I really want to go home.

Maruyama Aya, who seemed to be the weakest, continued on with a normal expression.

Please give us your support!

This continued until the very last one was sold.

. .

"Ugh... I'm exhausted..."

At night, after personally driving everyone home safely, Chaoyang lay down in the small bathtub. He, who never used to take baths, was physically and mentally exhausted because he had a lot of things to worry about lately.

"If this continues, not to mention others, Aine feels like she's about to collapse. Chisato had finally decided to stand with Pastel*, but if she keeps being tortured like this by strangers, she'll start thinking about disbanding again. It's probably better to stop Aya from having these thoughts. However, if we do that, Aya will be the one who gets hurt."

He was talking to himself like that for some time when a chill suddenly swept over him.

He suddenly woke up with a start and shivered.

The water temperature had become quite cold.

He quickly got up, shook off the water droplets, dried himself off, and rubbed his stiff shoulders.

I left the bathroom.

"I should probably go to sleep soon... but I still have some work to finish before I go to bed."

Chaoyang opened 5ch, Japan's largest anonymous website, which is like an online forum with many trolls and critics.

Chaoyang posted the photos of Pastel* he took with his phone today, but he doesn't intend to recommend them or anything like that. After all, they look fake at first glance, and anyone would know that he belongs to a related interest group.

on the contrary..

Hilarious! They've discovered that the idol group that used to lip-sync is still shamelessly selling tickets. This is the reality for Japanese idols... doomed!

Soon, foul language appeared in the comments.

When are you going to go to sea? I'm waiting for your guidance.

Where is it sold? I'll go check it out and make a sarcastic comment.

They haven't been disbanded yet? Are they open for business?

And so, Chaoyang shut down the computer.

Go to bed and let it ferment.

This continued for several days.

After practicing every day, Pastel* insisted on selling tickets, and Chaoyang would also escort them after finishing his own work. Then, Chaoyang insisted on posting photos taken from a passerby's perspective and making sharp comments, which were followed by a bunch of insults.

But the sounds below gradually changed.

Is this a little too much?

In front of the theater.

"Please, please everyone, give Pastel* your support!"

The girls' voices were almost hoarse from shouting, and their energy and spirit were completely different from the first day.

The heartless Hina then started asking Aine, who was sitting next to her.

"How many days has it been since we started selling tickets?"

"Um... don't ask me such annoying things... the fifth day, right?"

"Only a dozen tickets sold in five days? Ugh, what a failure, such a huge failure!"

"Could you please stop with that grinning? I'm already in a bad mood."

Aine complained to Hina, but she wasn't angry, since she was already used to Hina's attitude.

Meanwhile, Maruyama Aya was still shouting at the top of her lungs from afar.