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

Upon hearing this, Misaki Miku, whose emotions had already begun to become unstable, finally calmed down a bit.

As long as her younger sister doesn't call her back, Miku Miku is willing to talk to her.

She and Arale Nakamachi sat down on a bench on campus.

"Sister." Nakamachi Arale hesitated before speaking.

"Chuhua."

Misaki looked at her younger sister with a complicated expression. "Let's leave what happened that night behind. I don't want to remember it, and I don't want your apology or compensation. Just let me stay in Tokyo, as you said... It seems you've found a reason not to go back there."

As long as Xiangzi is not mentioned, she is still the same gentle older sister.

"Mmm!" Arale Nakamachi nodded, a happy smile on her face.

Happiness made Miku Miku feel jealous.

"That's wonderful." She looked at her sister's happy smile and turned her head away.

My sister is always so happy, while she always has nothing.

Fortunately, this time is different; she can have something her sister doesn't have: Toyokawa Shoko.

Her younger sister is so happy, she certainly doesn't need Toyokawa Shoko as a supplement, right? But she's different. Misaki Miku, besides Toyokawa Shoko, she has nothing left. She doesn't know what she'll have left if she loses Toyokawa Shoko as her hope for continuing...

There is nothing. The one who lost Toyokawa Shoko's Miku Miku triangular voice is the loneliest person in the world.

Forget it, let bygones be bygones.

Miku Miku thought to herself silently.

The two blondes sat silently on the bench, showing no sign of leaving even though class had started. Thankfully, this was Hanasaki River.

Arale Nakamachi cupped her face in her hands, thinking about many things that tasted like sugar, spices, and certain wonderful things. She shook her head, calming herself down for the moment. "I came to see my sister, and there's one more thing... Why, sister, do you use my name? Whether it's for school or idols..."

　Rescue +3^←Shirt∵∞MiokoSoso: "I..."

Mitsukasa Mitsukoshi, unable to provide an answer.

Because she cannot use her own name.

It is forbidden for one's own name to exist in Tokyo, belonging to the Toyokawa family.

When she was contacted by talent scouts, she thought of her younger sister, who always talked about going to Tokyo to become an idol, so she used her sister's name. She didn't actually have much resentment towards her sister.

As for stealing her sister's idol dream... she's not some witch who would steal a child's dream.

Arale Nakamachi pressed, "Can't you answer? Or do you not want to answer?"

After a long silence, Miku Miku finally spoke.

"Because I can't use my name."

This was an answer that was completely unexpected for Arale Nakamachi.

"Eh? Why?"

“I’m sorry, I can’t tell you the answer.” Misaka Miku smiled gently. “I can assure you, Hatsuka, this wasn’t because of my subjective intention to use it… I must have been stupid back then. After realizing that I couldn’t use my own name, I thought of you when I became an idol.”

Arale Nakamachi felt wronged: "Then, why doesn't my sister make one up herself?"

Even Miku Miku couldn't answer this question.

She couldn't bring herself to express her jealousy of her sister's dreams.

So this time, Si deliberately lied, "Because I really like you, Chu Hua! The first and most beautiful name that came to mind was yours, you know?"

"No no no."

Arale Nakamachi hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, "Okay, but you're not allowed to use it anymore. Can you change your name on Smimi?"

"The firm probably won't agree."

"...Well, there's nothing I can do about it. If it's what you want, big sister, I'll just give you a name." Nakamachi Arale felt a little aggrieved, but also somewhat understanding.

When an artist changes their name, it inevitably leads to a loss of popularity. If it were her, she wouldn't be happy to lose her popularity and have Jin Zhao earn less money.

Although her sister's actions were strange, she was willing to believe her.

Arale Nakamachi isn't a bad person, and Misaki Miku isn't a bad person either.

With both sides agreeing not to persuade the other to return to the island, and with Arale Nakamachi deliberately avoiding mentioning Shoko Toyokawa, the sisters' conflict was quickly partially resolved. The remaining misunderstandings, however, couldn't be resolved so easily.

Mitsukasa chatted with her younger sister for a while, and having achieved her goals, her hostility towards her sister lessened. With get out of class ending soon, the two prepared to return to their classroom.

"Speaking of which, Chu Hua, what are you doing in Tokyo?"

"To become a virtual streamer."

"Virtual streamer? My agency seems to have a similar plan... It's a bit of a waste for him to just be a streamer. Hatsuka, you're so cute, you can definitely become an idol even more popular than me."

As always, Miku Miku offered her sister the same encouragement.

She deliberately lagged behind Nakamachi Arale by a few steps, took out her phone, and started looking at her chat history with Toyokawa Shoko again.

Just looking at this chat history will give her renewed motivation.

"Xiao Xiang... I miss you so much..."

Lu dreamed of her fateful encounter with Toyokawa Shoko, murmuring to herself.

In front of Misaki Miku, Arale Nakamachi walked silently with her arms crossed and her head down.

The fourth sister lied to her, making no mention of using her younger sister's identity to contact Toyokawa Shoko.

In other words, the older sister told herself a "white lie" so that her real purpose would be to use her identity to contact Toyokawa Shoko, right? Did the older sister really want to get close to her that much?

Forget about my sister. Let her do whatever she wants with Toyokawa Shoko.

For Arale Nakamachi, being with President Ima is enough.

Main text: Chapter 76, Chapter 73: Please stop using collections to make money off my team members.

Japanese high school courses are quite relaxed, with classes typically ending between 2:30 and 3:30 pm. Hanasakigawa High School is even more extreme, with virtually no afternoon classes.

Just as Ima Teruyuki started working, Nakamachi Arale went home.

She had intended to greet Jin Zhaozhi, but after discovering he was at work, she simply waved, exchanged a smile, and consciously returned to her room alone.

Draw the curtains and change Hanasaki River's school uniform into her home clothes.

At this moment, Teruyuki Imai is having a video call with Tomoyuki Tamate, discussing with this new agency partner about introducing her band RS to overseas markets and their entry into Bilibili.

This Ms. Ch is quite interesting. She looks to be only about 140cm tall, very petite. As a result, she zoomed in on the camera quite closely, making her face look a bit chubby.

The pink-clad child moved even closer, as if trying to get a better look at Jin Zhaozhi. She wore an expression of interest, her canine teeth slightly visible at the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Ch?"

"Hmm, you're the producer of Ps*Ple, right? Some of the new songs from your agency are pretty good. They're high-caliber songs even by today's standards for girl bands. It seems your taste is trustworthy."

Jin Zhao's response:

"I'm delighted to receive your praise. RS's songs also have a distinctive character that stands out from the times and are unforgettable. I imagine you, as an excellent producer, must have played a significant role in this."

"Ha! Of course! My song is the best of the era. You can confidently recommend it to Bilibili. As expected of Ps*Ple's new producer, your sound quality is indeed much better than that of Minato Yuuki and others!"

In the video, the pink-haired child wearing cat-ear headphones speaks with an air of confidence, practically swaggering. Being just a kid, he doesn't have the habit of mutual flattery; a gentle stroke and he's strutting around.

The decision made today is one of tolerance and understanding.

After all, the agency can get 20% of RS's revenue from Bilibili, so let her be arrogant. Moreover, she wants to make a bet: the higher RS's revenue, the more of E社's share.

The two discussed some details of the revenue sharing, such as the monthly remittance schedule, the weekly Bilibili exclusive live stream, and the monthly Bilibili exclusive performance, and they would also need to borrow the rehearsal room space.

Zhu Shouzhi believes in leaving professional matters to professionals. No matter how arrogant he is, he doesn't interfere too much in this area. He only negotiated and adjusted the live broadcast intervals based on the band's rehearsal schedule.

The two had a very pleasant conversation and considered each other to be deep partners.

Just as Jin Zhaozhi was about to hang up and tell Zhude Zhiyou to come to the office to sign the contract the next day, she clearly had something else to say. After holding back her words for a long time, she finally spoke in a very soft voice.

"By the way, you have a good relationship with Bilibili, right?"

"what happened?"

“Well, it’s my PREO’s business.”

Even the incredibly talented producer, Tomoya Tamate, looked somewhat troubled.

"She's a fan of Ps*Ple and recently spent a lot of money trying to get some virtual merchandise from Bilibili, I think it's called a collection? ... Um, could you ask Bilibili to adjust the drop rate for her, or just send her a set? I'm willing to give something in return."

For the proud and aloof Tomoyuki Tama, this was truly difficult to talk about. Unfortunately, PREO had really cost too much money.

She had previously spent 70 yen to collect all the hidden items in the Ps*Ple collection, and just a month later, E社 (E-Company) released a new second collection. Tomoyuki Tamate didn't want PREO's money to be wasted.

Aside from her teammates, the most embarrassing time she begged for help was when she asked Minato Yuuki to let her be Roseli's producer for the show, but she lost so badly...

Jin Zhaozhi smiled and said, "Of course, no problem. After you join, Bilibili will give all RS members a set, and you will also collaborate with Bilibili to launch your own collection."

"That's good, thank you. If you need any arrangement services, feel free to contact me. You can also tell me about other requests from the music industry, and I'll do my best to reach out." Tomoe Chiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to her speech, I felt that Tomoyuki Tamate was still too young.

One complete set is simply not enough for a die-hard fan like PREO. And unless Aya Maruyama personally sends her virtual merchandise, PREO will definitely buy another set.

......

After finishing her conversation with Tomoyuki Tamate, Arale Nakamachi poked her head out and asked, "Is it over?"

"come in."

Jin Zhaozhi rubbed his head and closed his office computer.

He had mastered many gentle and persuasive communication techniques, but chatting with Tomoyuki Tamagate was still exhausting, especially since she had a habit of mixing incoherent English into her speech, and her accent was too strange.

"I've finished talking with my sister."

"What's the situation?" Imaizumi looked at Nakamachi Arale and found that this virtual streamer, who had no sense of idol identity, had quietly lay down on her side on her bed, hesitant to speak.

The blonde girl rolled over in bed.

"My sister doesn't want to tell me the truth, and I don't want to tell her the truth either. So be it. I don't care about her using my name anymore, as long as she can forgive me for those few words I said."

"I hope so," as Jin Zhao said.

In fact, he suspected that the sisters' current state was related to Arale's mother.

There is no love or hate without a reason. Misaki Miku is so resistant to going back, and so bothered by the fact that she is not her biological daughter. Arale Nakamachi also said that her father did not favor anyone. There is only one possibility.

Jin Zhaozhi didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, as it usually only resulted in chaos. However, he had already taken on the responsibility of being Nakamachi Arale's guardian and needed to understand her mental state.

He changed the subject: "You didn't finish your junior high school curriculum, did you? You skipped straight to high school. Is that okay? Are you settling in well at school?"

"Don't worry, I'm very good at studying."

She briefly told Jin Zhaozhi about her studies.

If possible, Ima Teruyuki still hopes that Nakamachi Arale can learn a little more, at least by spending more time with her peers at school, which might help improve her current personality of being afraid of being alone.

Arale Nakamachi seems to be becoming a little dependent on him, which isn't good.

He hoped she could have an independent personality, her own pride, and not be someone's appendage.

There's not much to worry about Nakamachi Arale getting into university. Maruyama Aya and the others were able to get into Yotsuba Women's University, which is practically the Hanasaki River of universities, with a very low entrance exam difficulty.

If he really can't get into university, he can use his connections in the music industry (Ms. Shifune Tsuzuki) to find a few separate entrance exam slots for university art programs, which is basically equivalent to direct admission.

"Okay, get off my bed. I still need to contact people. I don't want people to find my agency's idol lying in my bed during a video call."

“Eh…” Arale Nakamachi regretfully rolled off the bed and walked away, turning back every few steps.

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Chapter 77 (Chapter 74): Su Shi's astonishing wisdom, a roundabout way to revive Group C! (4 words)

Roppongi, Minato Ward, Tokyo.

The duplex apartments in the new town, each priced at 980 million yen, are a true embodiment of Tokyo's wealth. Residents here have the most direct views of Tokyo's most vibrant cityscape; stepping out onto the balcony, they can see the afterglow of the setting sun, followed by a gentle breeze carrying the golden light of dawn.

The top-floor apartment felt somewhat deserted. With the curtains drawn, the cool, icy tones of the suite spread freely throughout, and the faint sounds of a radio drama could be heard from the living room where the sofa was located.

"Why are we playing 'Spring Shadows'?"

"What exactly are 'ordinary' and 'taken for granted'...?"