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

"Huh?" Wakaba Mutsu was completely taken aback by this move.

......

morning.

Shoko Toyokawa arrived at the rehearsal room humming a cheerful tune.

The virtual avatar of veMjic, along with a roughly identical 3D model that only requires minor adjustments based on individual heights, are all ready. This indicates that the debut of the second generation members is getting closer.

At the rehearsal room entrance, she saw Jin Zhaozhi getting into the car and talking to the driver. Judging from his lip movements, it seemed they were going to some hospital.

"Is the president going for a medical check-up?"

Shoko Toyokawa thought silently, then pushed open the door and found Mutsumi Wakaba holding a guitar, head down.

"Xiao Mu? Are you alright?" She was pleasantly surprised and rushed to Ruoye Mu's side.

Unexpectedly, Wakaba Muku slowly raised his head and softly uttered words that Toyokawa Shoko had never expected: "Sho. I am Mortis in the form of the Music Cucumber, different from the Dark Form. Nice to meet you."

"???"

Main text: Chapter 89, Chapter 85: Even with multiple personalities, I still have to make money for my uncle!

The University of Tokyo Hospital.

Today, Zhao Zhi is obviously seeking help from a psychiatrist.

He and Ruoye Mutsu devised a delaying tactic, trying to have the two personalities do different jobs, giving them a somewhat schizophrenic virtual anchor setting.

The good news is that the taciturn Wakaba Mutsumi has successfully returned, and has established separate time slots and job responsibilities for taking over the body from "virtual anchor Mortis." The bad news is that this girl, who loves to respond to others, seems to have started to comply with Imaizumi's wishes again.

Furthermore, because of her aversion to the guitar, Zero can't play it for the time being, which also shows that she is indeed the original Wakaba Mutsumi, and not some new third personality who can play the guitar and is silent.

It seems that she doesn't have the concept of "self".

A skilled actor with multiple personalities, who likes to change himself to please others.

These three terms are inextricably linked in the case of Wakaba Mutsu. If she hadn't said it herself, no one would have understood that there was a third term in addition to the first two.

Jin Zhaozhi walked into the doctor's room and began to speak:

"I have a friend..."

After telling the doctor about her mysterious friend M, the psychologist fell into deep thought.

“You did the right thing. Our intervention can only help the two personalities coexist peacefully. It would be good enough if the patient didn’t develop a new personality.”

"Is there no solution?"

The doctor shook his head.

"Multiple personality disorder, or dissociative identity disorder (DID), is actually very difficult to treat. Medication can only make her feel less uncomfortable when switching personalities."

"That......"

“I understand your thoughts, but eliminating a person’s personality can lead to self-destructive thoughts in patients, and there is no stable cure. Frankly speaking, if you want the patient to live a relatively healthy life, I think pursuing the peaceful coexistence of the patient’s multiple personalities is a better option.”

The doctor explained the meaning of DID (Disorders of Infectious Disease) and related cases in great detail to Jin Zhao.

He advised, "Well, there's a generally accepted fact in the medical field: the emergence of all personalities is to protect the primary personality. Accepting this and continuing to focus on the patient's physical and mental health, and preventing the emergence of new personalities, is a conservative but effective approach."

"I understand, thank you for the suggestion."

Today, I bid farewell to the doctor, and it was quite a headache.

He's only good at solving business problems, not mental ones.

In this situation, why would he let someone with multiple personality disorder be a streamer? With the barrage of comments and a bit of pressure, wouldn't Ruo Ye Mu explode? Go back and check Mortis's ability to withstand pressure.

Why are all the girls that Toyokawa Shoko chose for him such strange and problematic girls? It's not that I dislike them, it's just that they're really strange, especially when compared to the first-generation members.

Goto Ichiri is one thing, but essentially she's just a normal, good person who likes bands.

Jingqin Rencai is also alright. He admires many qualities in her that cannot be found in adults, and she is considered a gem of the agency.

That is, Wakaba Mutsumi.

Did Toyokawa Shoko know that Wakaba Mutsumi had multiple personalities?

While thinking about it, he contacted the firm's headquarters.

"Announcement: Mortis, a second-generation member, is unable to attend the 1stFes and LiveHose opening performances organized by the agency due to health reasons. Refunds are available, including online tickets."

"The second-generation members only have one performance, which won't affect the overall situation, so they can also leave. It's okay if we lose money."

"Oh, by the way, contact the artist and change the color scheme of Mortis's avatar. Make a bright, pure-looking version, with pink and white clothes..."

Jin Zhaozhi looked at the sun in the sky and hung up the phone.

This time, he lost money again due to an unexpected event. (Seven)

The good news is that this won't result in a loss throughout the cycle; it will just mean earning less money.

For the sake of Wakaba Mutsumi, earning less is unavoidable. If it were a purely commercial company, they would definitely replace him by now, but Jin Zhaozhi is worried that replacing him would lead to the disappearance of Wakaba Mutsumi's new personality.

A few seconds after hanging up, Toyokawa Shoko, who had been trying to get through to him, finally got through.

"President! It seems like Wakaba Mutsumi can't perform anymore..."

"I know."

"Huh?"

......

Metis.

Ruoye Mu, the personality created for the virtual streamer Mortis, likes to call herself that. Since she was born for Mortis, it's normal for her to use Mortis as her name.

Having a name is better than not having one.

Now, Metis has met the greatest adversary of her life.

This morning I was imitating Arale Nakamachi and saying cute things to him during his live stream, so why is he suddenly so indifferent and sending me so many live stream plans?

She looked at the two scripts in front of her that she was required to memorize, and clutched her head: "Don't you care about Xiao Mu at all? What is 'Dark Personality Limited Live Stream'? What is 'Debut Episode Using Only Lines Spoken by Seniors'? And what about 'Swapping Roles with Arale's Virtual Avatar'?"

"To put Xiaomu's mind at ease, you have to work harder."

Jin Zhaozhi sighed, "Metis, you know how worried I've been ever since I found out about Xiao Mu's situation this morning. Considering your personality, I have no choice but to help you become a virtual streamer."

Since it's inevitable that Metis and Wakaba Mutsu will each take control of the body...

Then, let's help Jin Zhaozhi make money.

Let's just consider them as two stable personalities, clearly distinct, with neither taking away the other's meaning of existence.

Forget about the four stories about making money off her seven hardships. Metis has already volunteered to become a virtual YouTuber. So, Zhao Zhi should use her to make up for the loss of his concert ticket refunds.

Although most viewers came to see the first generation of trainees, not many left.

The Metis were about to faint.

"I did appear to help Xiaomu because of the virtual streamer, but you... you can't just switch my personality and hers to stream, can you? That's too commercial."

"This is the best outcome."

Jin Zhaozhi said, "Let Xiaomu learn a little about the business of virtual YouTubers, and then she can continue playing guitar while you become your virtual YouTuber. What's wrong with that? Is there a better way?"

"But she can't play the guitar anymore?"

"That's why 1stFes wanted her to rest. You and I will work together to at least get her back to playing guitar, right?"

If all else fails, let Metis learn guitar from scratch.

If Ruoye Mutsu truly cherishes the guitar, wouldn't she get anxious and pick it up again? Probably.

Main text: Chapter 90, Chapter 86 Hehe, President, My President

At this time, Toyokawa Shoko was still kept in the dark.

Upon learning that Wakaba Mutsumi would be unable to play the guitar for the time being, Toyokawa Shoko turned pale, as if struck by lightning, and stood frozen in place for several seconds, almost dropping her phone.

Only then did she begin to think about how to handle the aftermath.

Her first thought was whether she could resolve the issue independently or before the performance. After failing to reach an agreement with Wakaba Mutsu, she comforted Wakaba Mutsu and told her to rest, then quickly called Imaizumi to report the situation.

She only learned after the call that Jin Zhaozhi had already opened refunds, and Mortis, a second-generation member, announced that she would not be attending the agency's activities next month due to health reasons, and told her not to worry.

Toyokawa Shoko only breathed a brief sigh of relief before feeling increasingly heavy-hearted.

Stress-induced aphonia and similar incidents are not uncommon in the music industry. Perhaps Wakaba Mutsumi became like this because of her… we'll discuss the reasons later. For the proud Toyokawa Shoko, this was a dereliction of duty on her part towards Ima Teruyuki. She failed to take good care of Wakaba Mutsumi, resulting in Ima Teruyuki having to clean up her mess.

Shoko Toyokawa sat alone backstage, overwhelmed by a barrage of negative emotions, including guilt, shame, and frustration. It seemed that she had lost money again because of him.

Whether it was the previous incident involving her father's Toyokawa real estate business, or now Wakaba Mutsumi's absence...

She didn't even dare to look at the internal group chat for the second generation of students.

The only thing she dared to look at was the news that Jin Zhaozhi kept reassuring her that everything was alright, that everything could be salvaged slowly, and that there was nothing that couldn't be resolved.

After seeing Imaizumi list out the things that needed to be resolved, Toyokawa Shoko felt vulnerable and weak for a while before she regained her composure.

Compared to her previous decisiveness and composure, which she had "learned" a great deal from Ima Teruyuki, Toyokawa Shoko now seemed somewhat timid and lacked confidence in her team management abilities. If it weren't for the fact that she had to live up to Ima Teruyuki's trust, she probably would have run home and hidden away for a few days.

She opened the second-generation student group, which already had quite a few messages.

Anwa Subaru and Goto Ichiri, who were absent from the rehearsal room, were quite concerned about Wakaba Mutsu's announcement of his break and kept asking Izare Nina about Wakaba Mutsu's situation.

[Anhe Subaru: So, Mutsu is just too tired? Is that alright?]

[Jingqin Rencai: With the president here, there won't be any problems]

[Anwa Subaru: She's definitely been a bit tense lately because of the performances, Captain Toyokawa Shoko. You should consider showing her more concern and listening to what she really thinks.]

[Goto Ichiri: I will do my best to perform, including Mutsu's part, at the show.]

She sent a cute emoji.

Both of them responded, which can be considered an interaction.

Shoko Toyokawa typed a lot, a sense of fear welling up inside her again. The team's atmosphere had been stabilized; her job shouldn't be to continue trying to lead the team, but rather to care for Mutsuki Wakaba.

All her previous confidence turned into self-doubt at this moment. Compared to Teruyuki Ima or the increasingly popular Momoka Kawaharaki, she was far inferior.

Can she really become a mature leader like Momoka Kawaragi?

……

"Haha, drinking during the day is the best!"

Kawara Momoka slammed her wine glass on the table.

A faint flush of alcohol tinged her cheeks, and her platinum blonde hair was tousled from her movements. She released the empty glass, now only slightly damp with wine, and glanced at Jin Zhaozhi across from her.

"Wouldn't this be considered the company president drinking with the artist? That's not a good image, is it?"

"I was drinking soda, so it doesn't count."

Jin Zhaozhi sat opposite her, a troubled expression on his face. He was looking out the window at the street. His office car was parked where SPCE had been sitting.

This is the apartment in Toshima Ward that Momoka Kawaragi and Jinna Izai share, which is very close to the rehearsal room.

He wasn't in a particularly good mood, but he wasn't in a particularly bad mood either.

I took a sip of Coca-Cola, just to drown my sorrows.

Jin Zhaozhi likes to keep his mind clear to avoid making wrong judgments in business... although so far, even without drinking, he has encountered quite a few unexpected business situations.

Besides, he no longer lives alone; he also has a golden fox idol hiding in his house.

He doesn't drink, just for the sake of the person he's under his guardianship.

Momoka Kawahara asked, "What happened to that second-generation member? Can playing guitar really ruin your health? I've never heard of that. I wasn't like this when I was a guitarist and vocalist."

"She stays up late. Besides her daytime studies and guitar playing, she only sleeps two or three hours a night before getting up to play games until dawn. This is partly due to psychological pressure."

"Ha, hehe, you're really going all out." Momoka Kawahara made a few indistinct sounds.

She got up, walked around the table, and went behind Jin Zhaozhi.

"I said, could you help me solve this a little bit?"

"Solve what?"

Kawara Momoka loves to drink, she's really bad at it but also loves to have fun. Even though she gets drunk after just one big glass, she still likes to drink straight from the bottle, and this is how she ends up afterward. Her drinking manners are terrible. (Dead)

"Hmm...this. Solve this." She took out her phone, flipped through a few pages haphazardly, and held it out to Jin Zhaozhi. A strong smell of alcohol wafted out, along with a perfume scent that had been masked by the alcohol.