I became a girl group idol for my sister.

Sure enough, I am improving, whether it's dancing, singing, or makeup. This is proof of my hard work, even though it seems to have nothing to do with college entrance exams...

He sighed silently to himself.

Looking at the two people beside her, they seemed much more relaxed because of the support they had. Miyu even clenched her little fist: "Yo! Then we'll have to work even harder!"

……

Time flies, and soon the day we had agreed upon arrived.

Tokyo Anime & Comic Con is a three-day event. In addition to the various performances on the first day, the other two days are a carnival for anime and comic book lovers. Everyone can cosplay various characters and participate in various activities.

As the invited guests, Miyamoto Sei, Nagasu Miyu, and the other two naturally didn't have to go through the long queue to get in. In other words, as staff members, they used the staff entrance this time.

There were quite a few people in the lounge. Miyamoto looked around and noticed that there were quite a few cosplayers.

Unfortunately, as an otaku who only pays attention to anime and manga and not the real-world cosplay community, he didn't know anyone at all.

If it were voice actors, I could recognize a bunch of them, like Jun Fukuyama and Rie Kugimiya.

Miyamoto thought to himself silently.

"Ah, it's Miyamoto Nana!"

"And there's Yongan Miyu!"

"Mika Komatsu is here too!"

"I never expected that we'd be sharing a lounge!"

As the three entered, a group of people gasped in surprise at their appearance, which immediately brought a smile to Miyamoto's face. As an idol, he naturally had to shine brightly when facing his fans!

Miyamoto immediately greeted everyone.

"Hello everyone, it's so great to be recognized!"

Mika Komatsu also flashed a very sweet smile and made a peace sign: "Hello everyone!"

Miyu Nagasu appeared much quieter. She smiled and bowed slightly to everyone, saying, "Hello everyone, please take care of me today."

The three people's reactions made the group in the lounge even happier, and some even cheered. Clearly, their approachable manner made everyone feel comfortable.

Miyamoto even took out a pen.

"Want an autograph?"

"Okay!"

"Wait, let me get my notebook out first!"

This caused another disturbance.

After greeting everyone, Miyamoto asked the two people beside him with some confusion, "Have you seen Miya?"

"No, but I saw her on the event list, so I think she probably has her own private lounge." Mika Komatsu said casually, "JC Staff is a big company, and Miya is JC Staff's current top priority, so her treatment must be top-notch."

“I think we’re doing pretty well like this.” Miyu Nagayasu smiled as she watched the cosplayers around her discussing anime-related topics. “Being able to interact with everyone so closely is so much better than being alone in the lounge.”

Mika Komatsu looked at Miyu Nagayasu and then smiled.

Miyamoto Sei also laughed. In his eyes, Nagasu Miyu, who said those words, was a true idol, a person with the soul of an idol.

"Alright, let's get ready. Although we've been invited here, we don't have much time. The organizers want us to perform Haruhi Suzumiya instead of our own single. Although this will greatly reduce the promotional effect, there's nothing we can do about it."

As Miyamoto spoke, he gently patted the two of them.

"Go change your clothes!"

Miyamoto couldn't change his clothes in the lounge, even though it was full of girls who could change there, because he was a boy.

After quickly changing his clothes in the restroom and tidying himself up a bit, Miyamoto finally breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the lounge.

As he walked, he was still thinking about the performance.

They were going to perform the ending theme of Haruhi Suzumiya because it was an anime convention.

However, unlike Miya, GEM, where Miya is a member, allows her to sing her own songs. In other words, for GEM, this is an opportunity specifically to promote their new songs.

The difference in treatment left Miyamoto feeling somewhat helpless.

However, this is an anime convention, and we're going to perform things that people like to see, so even those who come to watch the show have to work hard!

Miyamoto thought to himself, a smile on his face, and pushed open the door to go inside.

"Are we the first one?"

As soon as I entered, I heard Mika Komatsu discussing something with the staff.

Miyamoto walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

“Weren’t we originally supposed to be in the fifth round? We were moved to the first round.” Mika Komatsu said, frowning slightly.

Although Miyu Nagasu didn't say anything, she was clearly also somewhat dissatisfied with this change.

"What's going on?" Miyamoto looked at the staff, puzzled by the change. "Why were we suddenly moved to the first show?"

"I'm so sorry, due to some unforeseen circumstances, the group that was supposed to perform the first show needs to take care of some things, so we hope you guys can help us out." The staff member said, bowing, "I'm so sorry!"

Miyamoto stopped Komatsu Mika, who was about to say something, and asked, "Is it the organizer's idea to put us in the first round?"

"Yes, yes, because you all have the ability, so we hope you can go directly to the first match."

"Okay, I understand. Then let's start with the first match." Miyamoto nodded and smiled. "Thank you for coming to inform us."

"No, no, no, we're the ones who have troubled you. We're so sorry!" the person said, then quickly left, silently letting out a sigh of relief as he went.

Miyamoto looked at her companions and shrugged: "We've become the front-seat girls, everyone."

Before the official members of the Team (the front-seat Girls) start their performance, a small group of graduate students will warm up the group. Obviously, they became the warm-up group for this event.

"You knew that, yet you still agreed?" Mika Komatsu said, shaking her head. "Forget it, I know your temper. You probably didn't want to make things difficult for others. After all, they're just here to deliver a message, and if we don't agree, we probably won't get a chance to perform this time."

"The performance itself doesn't matter, but if we don't go up there, it will disappoint those who wanted to see us." Miyamoto Sei still had a smile on his face, as if the shock didn't matter to him: "We are idols, even if it's just a warm-up, we just need to turn the audience below into our fans!"

"Yeah, and besides, maybe some of our fans will show up. After all, it's not exactly a secret that we're participating in this anime convention; it's been public knowledge for a while now," said Miyu Nagayasu. "We have to work hard for our fans!"

Mika Komatsu laughed too. "That's right, we should just turn these people into our fans!"

At this moment, however, Miyamoto Sei began to have doubts.

Even if something really happened, the fact that they didn't let the second-place performers perform, but instead specifically made them perform in the fifth show, is clearly meant to warm them up. Could it be that they've offended someone recently and are now being retaliated against?

Moreover, this person must be very powerful, capable of making the organizers willing to offend us to do this.

Who on earth is it?

As Miyamoto pondered, a figure popped into his mind.

Could it be Risa Tenbei? She could ask the organizers for help with reasons like "I want to train them." Anyway, for the person who was originally supposed to perform first, whether they perform second or fifth, it's a win-win situation.

I have a feeling this is something she would do!

Chapter 58 Don't Hit My Head

"They agreed?" In his office, Koiyama, the organizer, listened to the staff's report and nodded slightly. "Did they express any protests or anything like that?"

"Aside from asking a few questions, there weren't many protests. I originally thought it would take a long time to persuade them, but they agreed right away." The staff member who notified Miyamoto and the others said to Koiwayama. Hearing his words, Koiwayama was a little surprised: "They agreed right away?"

"Yes, I agreed immediately."

"You agreed so readily? Okay, I got it."

As the staff left, Koiyama stroked his chin: "They actually agreed so easily? I thought they would come to me to ask about the situation. I prepared a whole bunch of explanations... But they are just three idols. Is it necessary to deal with them like this? I don't know what President Noo is thinking."

With a sigh, Koiyama made a phone call.

"President Noo? The matter you mentioned has been settled."

"Yes, that's right. They became the first performers. Protests? No, no, they agreed very readily, saving a lot of trouble. Okay, okay, you've helped me a lot too. This little thing is nothing."

"Okay, then I'll hang up. You go ahead with your work."

After hanging up the phone, Koiyama put it aside, still somewhat puzzled.

"Why did they agree so readily? Is it because they're used to doing the opening and warm-up for events at SKR headquarters?"

He then breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, saves me the trouble. If they really don't want to be the warm-up participants and quit, I'll have to handle the follow-up..."

On the other side, Noo Kanta, who had hung up on Koiyama Tai, remained silent for a moment.

After a while, he finally let out a "ha".

"They actually managed to hold back; that's quite impressive."

He originally thought that the Stardust Girls would clash with the organizers because of their youthful arrogance, and then impulsively refuse to perform on stage. However, he was surprised that they agreed so easily.

Sure enough, is it because it's already difficult to advance within SKR, so they want to seize every opportunity? Even if they're temporarily using themselves as a warm-up team, they still want to stand on the stage and promote themselves as much as possible.

Unfortunately, apart from otaku interested in anime, most of the people who went to the anime convention this time were Miya's fans. Our promotion was definitely worth it!

I really want to see them get completely defeated.

Noo Kanta thought to himself, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

……