Losing money, mygo, what does it mean that I really lost money?

Even though she acted as a bodyguard for Kontero and the second generation, and expressed her extreme anger and rage, she still only received comments from Kontero and Momoka Kawara saying, "The child is so cute."

Of course, we should still encourage Nina, because she is right to think that way.

After speaking with the first-generation students, she went over to speak with Toyokawa Shoko.

"The rival virtual streamer?"

Toyokawa Shoko put down his pen.

She took the phone and saw that it was from Wing-Wind, an agency owned by the Toyokawa family. Calling the Toyokawa family's agency a "rival" felt strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"That's pretty much what business warfare is all about. There's nothing strange about it." She put down her phone, her expression calm, using her composed tone to mask her complete ignorance of the true nature of business warfare.

"Is there nothing we can't do?"

Jing Qinrencai looked unconvinced.

Toyokawa Shoko said, "If you think about it, our rival's streamers debuted around the same time as our second generation. Obviously, among the virtual streamer bands that debuted at the same time, no one can beat veMjic. We only need one song, 'Black Sheep,' to decide the outcome."

Moreover, she deliberately imitated the tone of Ima Teruyuki when he was in a meeting at the agency headquarters, confident and in control, and gained the approval of Izayoi Niina.

"That's true, we can just run them over with 'Black Sheep'..."

The celery-like leaves, which had softened, straightened up again!

She ran upstairs to the second floor to practice her singing.

Seeing that her imitation of the president was quite effective, Toyokawa Shoko unconsciously pinched her fingers, subconsciously curled some strands of hair and twirled them on her fingers, feeling her cheeks warm up a little.

This imitation of President Jin is embarrassing, yet somehow somewhat delightful...

"cough."

She coughed, bringing her thoughts back to the piece she was composing in front of her, "Dissonance".

To put it simply, it seems that Shoko Toyokawa has developed feelings of admiration and respect for President Ima, which is not the kind of feeling a good musician should have for his partner.

Even when you encounter outstanding people, you can't help but admire them.

Even though there has never been anyone who supports his veMjic ideas as much as he has.

Even if he were to become human again after losing everything, and have trustworthy bandmates from veMjic, and band performances that perfectly matched his imagined worldview, it still wouldn't work.

The weak Toyokawa Shoko of the past is dead. Now I must be a musician as excellent as President Ima. Let her seal away this feeling and turn it into nourishment.

Toyokawa Shoko composed herself.

She twirled her pencil, then remembered something else.

It's about the Toyokawa family's office. (Part 4)

The agency has a Smimi group with a triangle of Hatsuka members. She's a blonde girl who got Hatsuka's contact information, used Hatsuka's name, and looks very much like Hatsuka. (Ling)

"Is she a relative like Chu Hua's younger sister?"

Toyokawa Shoko had some guesses in her mind.

Upon closer inspection, the eyes of this "Triangle Hatsuka" are turquoise, a different color from Nakamachi Arale's always moist pink eyes; at first glance, one might easily mistake them.

Why didn't she say she was Hatsuka's relative, but instead used her name? Not only that, why did she pretend to be Hatsuka and tell herself that she came to Tokyo to pursue her dream of becoming an idol?

Toyokawa Shoko felt somewhat deceived, but more than that, she found it difficult to understand.

"If it were President Jin, where would he begin his judgment? How would he handle it...?" She pondered, completely unable to find the answer to this question.

Yes, this is just learning from Jin Zhaozhi's way of dealing with people, it's just learning—Toyokawa Shoko comforted herself in this way, successfully convincing herself, and her eyes became firm.

Keep up the good work, aim to be like President Jin, and keep writing songs!

......

It was dusk, after the office closed for the day.

Mejiro 2-chome, Toshima Ward, in the house of Ima Teru.

Arale Nakamachi had melted into the soft bed, burying her face halfway in the newly changed pillow, her golden hair shining in the afterglow of the sunset scattered all over her body.

"The bed is so soft, I'm so sleepy~"

She made a cute nasal sound, then turned over, hugging a pillow, and looked at Jin Zhaozhi standing in front of the room door, "What's wrong, Manager? Do you prefer to see me like this?"

"I hope you can treat me like a human being. This isn't a place where you live alone."

"Isn't it great? You said yourself that the first generation is a big family." She chuckled.

They didn't treat this place like their own home at all.

The blonde girl jumped off the bed, barefoot, took a donut from the box, bit into it, and plopped back down on the soft bed, crossing her legs and sticking her toes up. "Ugh. Come to think of it, today seems to be my debut on YouTube. Want to watch?"

As she spoke, she took another bite of the donut.

“Of course. I’ll also be supporting you in the fourth live stream,” Jin Zhaozhi said.

He certainly can't watch all the live streams of his artists, but he still has to watch the important ones.

Arale Nakamachi pressed further:

"And then, the name is still highly recommended by Aya Maruyama?"

"What do you want."

"Do I even need to ask you that? Just use your business acumen, store manager, to think about it."

"Row."

Of course, Jin Zhaozhi understood what his idol meant. He logged in, switched to another account called "Nakamachi Arale's First Favorite," and showed it to her. "Look, it's fixed."

"That's right."

The blonde girl was very satisfied and handed another donut to Jin Zhaozhi, saying, "Here, have this!"

"Don't eat in bed, and clean your own room."

Jin Zhaozhi took the donut and sighed. He felt like he wasn't a boss who sexually harassed artists, but rather someone who was raising a child. He left somewhat helplessly and returned to his room.

His room was separated from Arale Nakamachi's room by only one wall, but fortunately the soundproofing was good.

Tonight is Arale Nakamachi's debut live stream, and in a few days it will be the debut live stream of the last first-generation member, Momoka Kawaharaki, followed by a group live stream featuring all the first-generation members on Bilibili. Momoka Kawaharaki actually proposed a drinking live stream project, hoping to have a few drinks during the latter half of her debut live stream.

She herself said it was for the sake of the show's effect, which makes one highly doubt her true intentions. ;)∠[陆○〓∞

But returning drunk does indeed create a good entertainment effect.

He scribbled and drew in his notebook, writing down a bunch of ideas for virtual streamer antics that came to mind, planning to discuss the script later. When he got tired of writing, he would open the group chat for the first and second generation members to peek at what these idols who were about to make him a lot of money were talking about.

That definitely shows a lot about life.

(There are still 6000 words to go, and I will continue to update.)

Main text: Chapter 67, Section 6'4: The VTuber girl who lives next door to me

The second-generation members of veMjic are currently watching the latest episode of the MyGO radio drama together via live stream. How did you know? Because Wakaba Mutsumi and Goto Ichiri are only typing.

This episode is the finale of the first season of the MyGO radio drama.

The plot involves the keyboardist, voiced by Shoko Toyokawa, listening to MyGO's five-member rendition of "Kasuga Kage" with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, the original Crychic guitarist adds insult to injury by saying "Kasuga Kage doesn't belong to Crychic," causing her to burst into tears in RiNG and flee in a sorry state. Then the first season ends, and the sequel is currently in production.

Because they all changed their names, "Spring Shadow" was a new song written by Takamatsu Akari with feelings for the first generation of students and composed by Shoko, so no one would connect it with reality.

Toyokawa Shoko sent a serious voice message:

"The MyGO radio drama is a fictional creation by Ms. Yang Gongfei based on reality. It has no actual connection with her and does not represent any of her opinions or positions."

"Um, would Mutsumi really say something like that? And she actually said something like she never enjoyed playing in a band?" Goto Ichiri was so curious that she couldn't help but ask.

Kawasaki at this time.

An and Subaru were huddled under the covers, their fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Actually, it's all made up for a fictional radio drama. It's just a publicity stunt by the Sheep Palace Consort. Little Boqi, don't worry about the little details of these fictional plots~"

She was terrified that Goto Ichiri might actually find out something.

She had always wanted to talk to Ruoye Mutsu more, but after talking to her, she noticed something was off about Ruoye Mutsu. It seemed like Mutsu was being severely repressed at home, which had led to her current withdrawn personality?

Ruoye Mutsumi is a man of few words, but she types quite well. She discussed some seemingly distressing matters with An and Subaru, as well as her famous actress mother, whose language was rather distant.

This sense of kinship made An and Subaru want to break down their barriers and reach out to her.

Unlike Iori Renna, who looks prickly but actually meows obediently when stroked, Anwa Subaru isn't actually a particularly enthusiastic person; he's just easy to get along with on the surface.

But compared to Mutsumi Wakaba and Ichiri Goto, Subaru found himself to be the most sunny and cheerful one. She hadn't even broken down the walls around her heart yet, maintaining a distance.

Unfortunately, for the sake of this band that she felt had a decent atmosphere, An and Subaru had no choice but to try their best to act as mediators and prevent conflicts from arising among the members.

"Next time, I should talk to Xiaomu more," she thought to herself.

......

The light of dusk gradually faded, turning into a deeper blue-gray than dusk.

"Riselen, the band RS...?"

Jin Zhaozhi is browsing RS's information.

He had just reached an agreement with the band's producer to help them manage their platform on Bilibili. The agency, acting as their overseas management company, would receive a share of the band's future revenue on Bilibili; they had just been discussing the revenue sharing percentage and specific operational measures.

RS's producer is Tomoyuki Tamate, who is also the band's DJ and is somewhat well-known in the music industry.

She is very confident in her music, to the point of arrogance, but she also believes in specialization and offers Jin Zhaozhi a significant share of the profits to help her band RS expand overseas.

Jin Zhaozhi naturally wouldn't refuse the offered share.

Compared to his agency, RS Band is more musically professional and less idol-like, and is actually not in the same niche as Ps*Ple and the first generation of virtual YouTubers.

Helping them expand overseas and getting to know Tomoyu Tamate is a good thing for the agency.

As I passed by Arale's room in Nakamachi, Teruyuki glanced over and noticed her sitting cross-legged in a chair, staring blankly at the sky outside the window, and at the half-moon hanging high in the sky.

The night breeze still carried a hint of warmth, blowing her golden hair.

On the computer desk next to her were a face-capture phone and its stand. On the computer screen was a live streaming interface made of gold and pink, a self-introduction form, and a virtual image of a golden fox.

After tonight, she will be the fourth virtual YouTuber to debut from ExElio agency. Qi

What's it like having a virtual YouTuber living next door? (Lu)

She gazed at the night wind for a long time, then turned around and found Jin Zhaozhi looking at her from the doorway. She quickly rubbed her face, which had become stiff from the wind, and put on a cunning, fox-like smile again. Lu

"Manager, are you done with your work? I saw you were busy earlier, come and chat with me."

"What's wrong? Is the live stream ready?"

"Of course, I'm your top-recommended virtual streamer, so I can't make any mistakes, right?"

As the blonde girl spoke, she held her pink hair tie in her mouth and tidied her loose hair behind her head with both hands. While tying the hair tie back, she picked up a teddy bear hair accessory from the table.

Suddenly, her hand stopped in mid-air. "It hurts."

"you......"

Just as Jin Zhaozhi was about to say something, she showed him her flawless palm.

"I lied to you."

The golden fox, who claimed to have been domesticated by humans, smiled and narrowed its pink eyes. It finally tied its hair up and returned to the cat-like demeanor that Jin Zhaozhi usually saw.

"This is a fan benefit interaction for the virtual streamer, only for one person." She chuckled, spun around in her computer chair twice, and stopped in front of Jin Zhaozhi. "I'm actually not very comfortable with screens. I feel like I'm so far away from everyone. It feels much better with you next door."

Even though there's a wall between us, it doesn't feel that far.

Arale Nakamachi paused for a moment, then tentatively said, "Um, store manager, since you, as the producer, are already living with your virtual idol, how about you show me a little more concern?"

"What do you want to say?" Jin Zhaozhi sensed that she definitely wanted to say something strange.

"Yeah, like, I could sit on your lap and do a live stream."

Arale Nakamachi pointed to one of the buttons and said, "Or, since it's not good to have your voice on during the live stream, how about you use a voice changer and pretend to be my roommate?"

Jin Zhaozhi imagined that scene.

A petite blonde idol sat on her lap, speaking continuously into the camera as a virtual streamer, while he, behind the idol, watched the comments praising the streamer's beautiful and cute voice...

Are these still artists and producers from an idol agency?

"not so good."