I live my life in Tokyo

Yumiko Miura swayed her skirt - on the cold Christmas Eve, she was still wearing a short skirt. She came to the boy who was shining with stars and gardenias in her eyes, a little embarrassed, her heart was thumping, her face was slightly red, "That... Sakakibara-senpai..."

Yuuma Miura was a little surprised to see his sister's fresh and weak side. He couldn't help but wink at the boy and sigh.

"Sign, right? Where should you sign?" Of course my friend's sister had to sign, and she had to sign well and sign a lot.

Miura Yumiko left with brisk steps, and Miura Yuma sighed, "This is the first time I've seen my sister like this."

"I see your sister is very popular in school, and seems to belong to a popular group." The boy used the words he had just learned. When he saw the girl for the first time, several boys and girls surrounded her and treated her like a star.

"Yumiko's personality might put her at a disadvantage in social situations."

As the older brother, Miura Yuuma had more say. He felt the gaze of the boy next to him and said, "Well, personality is something that can't be changed. Yumiko doesn't want to be talked about at her age. I can only comfort her after she gets frustrated... Alas, there's nothing I can do."

At the end, he shook his head helplessly and laughed.

"What a good brother."

“I feel like I’m a bit incompetent.”

The two boarded the train to Tokyo again. The passengers around them all had a little fatigue and relaxation on their faces. Compared with the resentment and tension in the early morning, the anticipation of Christmas Eve made the boy more comfortable.

"I only prepared gifts for a few close friends. What about you?"

"I'm pretty much the same." The boy, who had a certain income, nodded and answered Miura Yuma's question, "Compared to the gifts, I'm more looking forward to the Christmas dinner at STARS today."

"Roast pig, ham, turkey, salmon... Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm hungry just hearing the names."

Yuuma Miura and the man began to swallow at the same time.

The latter looked out the window at the setting sun that was gradually setting, dyeing the entire Tokyo orange-red, and at several lines of birds flying towards the sunset.

Red and green ribbons fluttered in the wind, and pedestrians and children on the road were talking and laughing.

The boy was alone, looking at the world outside the car window, and this moment was particularly beautiful.

That's a vivid color.

There is a gray line across the window.

Chapter 55: A World Full of Colors

"Merry Chrismas!"

Several familiar extras were smiling and greeting the artists who walked into the STARS agency at the door. When they saw Sakakibara Kaede and Miura Yuma, they waved their arms exaggeratedly. Their aura was so strong that the couples and tourists passing by cast strange looks at them.

"Ahem, today is Christmas Eve, and tomorrow is Christmas..." Takeda Hiroshi appeared behind them, patted their shoulders, and said something with a smile. He looked at the two who came a little early and made a gesture of invitation, "You came early enough, Sakakibara-san, Miura-senpai."

He always treated Yuuma Miura with a bit of respect as a junior treats his senior. Although they were artists who entered the agency at the same time, Yuuma Miura was actually three years older than Hiroshi Takeda, so it was natural for him to use a respectful title - but Yuuma Miura didn't care much.

"You're here so early?"

"There was an audition for an advertisement nearby this morning, and I went to try it out, but I was not selected." Takeda Hiroshi spread his hands, with no regrets on his face. "I don't have much work in the afternoon, so I came to the office early to rest."

"By the way, the decoration of the third floor has been completed. There are unlimited refills of drinks and small cakes in the lounge area."

When the boy heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded frequently, as if he was feeling emotional about something. His school uniform swayed slightly with the air conditioning and heating. He nodded to Yuuma Miura, spread the back of his school uniform, and then walked upstairs.

Looking around, the sight is filled with singing and dancing, the speakers are playing soft music, and the girls, wearing colorful performance uniforms, are dancing on the stage without the slightest shyness, showing their youth and the beauty of their idols.

"Is this an idol... Such an amazing performance."

After the song was over, the three-girl group on the stage smiled and saluted at the agency artists who were applauding and cheering in the audience, took the drinks handed to them by their colleagues, and lightly blended into the crowd.

"Every job is not easy. I went to watch the LoveLive auditions before. Several small groups had to perform dozens of songs on stage, singing and dancing at the same time. It was not only a test of physical strength, but also the coordination between group members."

After hearing Miura Yuma's explanation, the boy hummed, "It's like a group drama is being performed all the time."

When the idol group is performing, they look straight towards the audience with natural smiles on their faces, and their dance moves and steps are exactly the same, as if they are one person. Behind every performance are countless days and nights of hard practice.

“I feel like concerts are similar.”

"Miura-san wants to hold a concert?" The boy turned his head and thought of the small goal that Mr. Sakai had just given to Yuuma Miura.

"The best case scenario is to form a band."

As they talked, they walked into the venue, and what caught their eyes was the huge Christmas tree in the middle of the lounge area. This was not the cheap plastic Christmas tree sold in shopping malls, but a real one that needed to be ordered in advance.

After each of them poured a drink and took a few pieces of Dorayaki, they sat aside. Miura Yuma continued the previous topic, "I'm a drummer. It's impossible for me to hold a concert alone. The audience can't watch me drum for an hour on stage, right?"

“So we need a band… In my imagination, it can’t be a pure music band because it’s impossible to hold a concert if it’s just music.”

The man imagined the scene of Yuuma Miura drumming on the stage for an hour alone, and agreed, "The focus of the concert is the performance after all."

"But now STARS can't find a lead singer." Yuma Miura sighed, "There are very few in college. The Tokyo College of Music is full of musicians like me. There are very few who can sing."

"How about working with idols?" The boy suggested, "The idols sing in the front and you play in the back."

Yuuma Miura's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "This is indeed worth a try. I'll ask my agent to propose it next time."

"Ah."

The worries buried in his heart were resolved, and Yuma Miura smiled a little more. The two of them sat in the audience and watched the artists from the STARS agency's head office display their specialties on the stage. Their performances were varied and they competed with each other.

However, what attracts boys the most are the idol groups that exude a youthful atmosphere.

People yearn for beautiful things, and the girls in idol groups represent the beauty of youth. Some are pure and lovely, some are pure and innocent, and some are gorgeous. At this time, the boy is like stepping into a garden of flowers, with flowers of various colors. Although people have different preferences, every flower is beautiful. Who is the best among them? The flowers did not argue about this, but proudly held their heads high in the soil.

He bent down and saw a rose hidden among the flowers, facing away from the sun.

"Happy Christmas Eve, Higuchi-san."

"Yeah, Sakakibara-san too."

Higuchi Madoka's words today surprisingly did not have much of a spicy flavor, and she was not wearing her usual exquisite casual clothes, but instead a star-studded performance costume.

The sea.

For some reason, this was the first word that came to the boy's mind when he saw Higuchi Madoka's performance costume.

The blue reminds people of the sparkling blue, while the white is the fine lines in the distance that form a line with the sea level, or the occasional white waves, or the seagulls flying along the sea surface.

"Very beautiful performance costume." The boy praised sincerely.

Higuchi Enka nodded in reply. Behind her were three other girls. They were dressed exactly like Higuchi Enka. There was a familiarity and intimacy in their every move. They were obviously members of an idol group.

The three of them looked at the boy separately. Higuchi Madoka was infected by the strange atmosphere. No one on either side spoke, and this phenomenon lasted for dozens of seconds.

The shorter girl in the idol group gently reminded, "Ano, Yuanxiang-chan..."

Higuchi Madoka didn't stay any longer, and before the atmosphere became even weirder, she walked straight past the boy and headed towards the stage.

After the foursome left, Yuma Miura looked at the boy strangely, "Did anything happen between you and this lady?"

"I don't know either." The boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and started to introduce, "Higuchi-san is an idol and an actor. We both starred in TV dramas and commercials, so we are acquaintances."

Not friends, at least not yet.

The boy pondered, and he felt that there was a wall in front of Higuchi Yuanxiang - it had nothing to do with the people who wanted to get close to her and have a good relationship with her. It was her own choice, the wall she erected herself.

From afar, under the starlight, the boy and Yuuma Miura saw the quartet walk onto the stage.

This is a different Higuchi Enka.

She smiled on the stage, danced in front of the audience, and sang under the lights.

She seemed born to be an idol.

Higuchi Madoka's focus is still on being an idol. No matter what she thinks, the audience who cheers for her every move appreciates her from the bottom of their hearts and applauds and cheers for her.

perhaps.

The boy loved seeing the transformation of the ugly duckling into a swan.

But Higuchi Madoka is not an ugly duckling.

When playing the role and trying to get into the play, the boy saw the ordinary appearance of the girl. She was just an ordinary girl who took her work seriously, not the high-and-mighty cold idol that she was touted to be on the Internet.

This understanding is determined by the sense of distance.

When they heard the happy parts, the boys clapped along with the rhythm of the music, like they were their fans.

Yuma Miura clapped his legs to the beat. He seemed to think that the method the boy mentioned was feasible and he was already adapting to the idol's music rhythm in advance.

After the dance, they were greeted with warm cheers.

Higuchi Madoka breathed slightly, her purple eyes swept across the venue, and when she saw the boy clapping with a smile, she snorted and lowered her eyes.

"Thank you everyone, we are Noctchill!"

The boy turned to the window and sighed, "It's snowing."

As if to suit the occasion, on Christmas Eve, heavy snow fell from the sky and slowly filled the world under the purple-red sunset.

"I used to spend every Christmas Eve with my family." Yuuma Miura spoke gently, looking at the snow outside the window like the boy, "but I had originally told my parents about my dream, to form a band, to hold a concert, and so on."

“But now I am getting further and further away from my dream. No, maybe we are on parallel lines.”

Miura Yuuma smiled and said, "There are many people like me in Tokyo University of Music. I am just one of them. Do I have the qualifications to fulfill my dream?"

"In fact, STARS was my last hope. Before that, I had applied to many agencies to become an independent musician, hoping to use them to form my own band. However, those agencies didn't need musicians like me, or I was not selected because of the fierce competition. At that time, I always thought that I should have listened to my parents' advice and gone to the University of Tokyo. It would not be a bad idea."

Sakakibara Kaede withdrew her gaze from the window and looked directly into the same emerald green eyes as her sister Miura Yumiko, and grinned for a long while.

He didn't continue to say the same old inspirational speeches, he just patted Yuuma Miura's shoulder heavily.

"what."

Yuuma Miura smiled helplessly, stood up and stretched, straightening his back again, "I'm sorry, Sakakibara-san, I vented so many dark emotions to you, now I feel a lot more relaxed. Dreams are something to pursue, at least for me now, the dream has not yet awakened."

"Miura-san is leaving?"

"Well, I got home late. My parents and Yumiko are going to be worried."

A hint of envy flashed across the depths of the boy's ocean-blue eyes, but he hid it so deeply that no one could see or notice it.

"Have a nice trip, and say hello to your sister. If you need anything in the future, or want my autograph, just tell me directly."

"You are really a good man." Yuuma Miura said with his chin in his hand, "If you have time, I really want to invite you to my house."

"But then I think about it, my sister is not only good-looking, but also has a bad personality..." Yuuma Miura sighed regretfully when he thought of this.

The boy was speechless for a while, "You really want to introduce your sister to me?"

"What else?" Miura Yuuma patted Sakakibara Kaede's shoulder and winked and smiled at him, "Bye, Merry Christmas Eve."

"bye."

The boy watched Yuuma Miura leave and sighed deeply. Is this the gap between brothers?

One of the brothers treated him like a wild boar that was about to eat his vegetables. He looked at him coldly and would not let him get close to his sister.

There was also an elder brother who treated him as his own son and even invited him to his home to sit and assist him, showing great enthusiasm.

The gap between the two is truly sad and lamentable.

The boy watched as fewer and fewer artists gathered in the lounge area - as the night deepened, all the artists present wanted to go home and spend Christmas with their families.

"Higuchi-san, thank you for your hard work."

He smiled and nodded to the girl who had changed into casual clothes, and praised her, "Very emotional performance, very beautiful singing, I am now your fan too."

"Ah."

Higuchi Madoka nodded calmly as always, and the boy noticed that her mood was much more relaxed and her three fellow idols were no longer there.

"They are my childhood sweethearts."

She didn't mention anyone in particular, but considering their previous conversations and meetings, the boy knew she was introducing the members of her idol group.

"very nice."

"I am going home."

"very nice."

Although the words are short, they cannot erase the boy's heartfelt blessings.

Higuchi Yuanxiang looked at the gentle smile of the boy in front of her and asked softly, "Sakakibara-san, aren't you going back?"

"I'm going to have Christmas dinner here." When talking about food, the boy's eyes sparkled and he turned around and smiled coolly, "I heard that the office also prepared a roast chicken today. I wonder if I can grab a chicken leg later."

"...good."

The conversation between the two was still so brief. Higuchi Madoka heard the conversation of her childhood sweetheart behind her. After saying goodbye to the boy, she joined the three of them with her handbag and left in the elevator together.