I became a girl group idol for my sister.

He appeared very sincere. As someone with experiences different from others, even though he was just a college student in his previous life and just a high school student in this life, he had experienced quite a lot and understood the situation of having things hidden in one's heart that cannot be told.

Because he had experienced something similar before, and he kept it to himself, never telling anyone, which caused him immense pain.

"So, unless it's a really unspeakable secret, then just say it. Of course, I'm actually quite good at keeping my mouth shut."

Looking into those sincere eyes, Miyu's inner pain began to lessen.

Yes, the reason I left school alone and ran back to the theater was because I had what I considered to be my companions there, the person who supported me when I was nervous, even though we had just met.

And now his companions here are indeed worried about him and are guiding him.

With this support and encouragement, the initial hesitation began to be overcome, and more courage arose from the bottom of their hearts.

"actually……"

Hesitation? Confusion?

It's no longer needed.

I told them what happened at school, even though I felt there was no need to say it anymore and I was no longer confused. But I still told them, as if it were a farewell ceremony to my past self, to make myself stronger from now on.

Nana-chan is truly a radiant person who illuminates others. Standing behind this dazzling person and moving forward together, I think I can accomplish anything...

As she recounted her experiences, Miyu An couldn't help but have this thought in her mind.

After listening to Miyu Nagasu's words, Miyamoto Sei finally understood what was going on.

"What skills do you need to integrate into a group? Make fun of someone, and then everyone makes fun of each other. This way, these people can be considered to have a small group identity, and may even gain more attention. This is a little trick."

Miyamoto said, then shook his head.

“But I don’t like it this way. We are a group, and everyone has their own personality, ideas, and even different statuses in the early stages. But now we are all partners. Why? Because we have had friction and disputes, but we will all stand up again and work together for a common goal.”

At this point, Miyamoto reached out and gently touched Miyu Nagayasu's hair.

"And do their opinions matter? You are a ninth-generation member of SKR, and you will be performing on stage tomorrow. In the future, you should pay attention to the fans who care about you, the fans who cheer for you, and the fans who trust you. These are the people who support you."

"Not to mention, I will believe in you, Mika-chan will believe in you, and don't other people believe in you too? For example, Yurina who likes to stick to you every day, and those who plead for you, don't they all believe in you?"

"So believe in yourself too, be confident, believe that you can show your true self on stage and become a shining star."

"It's okay if you're scared, because I'll be there to protect you!"

"I understand, Nana-chan, thank you!"

She stood up and bowed deeply to Miyamoto Sei. At this moment, the girl's face was completely free of any confusion or hesitation; there was only determination.

"I will work hard, not only for everyone, but also for myself. I will strive to show my full strength tomorrow!"

"Alright, let's finish this milk tea and then go home. It's getting late, and it won't be good if your family says anything."

“I live in a student dormitory, so I still have time to get back.”

"So if anything happens, just contact me. Don't try to handle it all by yourself just because you're being polite. We're teammates."

"I understand. Goodbye, Nana-chan!"

With a smile, Miyu An ran to the counter, and Miyamoto quickly went up to her, only to see that Miyu An had already paid for both of their meals.

They said they'd pay, but they stole my chance to show off...

Miyamoto Seya smiled and walked out of the bubble tea shop.

The three eavesdroppers finally relaxed after the two left.

"Nana-chan is such a good person, isn't she? She even came all the way to a place like this to offer psychological support to her teammates." Sakagami Minami grinned, looking very happy. "Isn't she very responsible?"

Naoki Sakurako nodded as well.

"She is indeed very responsible. In addition to giving guidance, she also pays attention to the relationship between team members when she speaks. With her saying that, there will definitely be no barriers between the people inside. However, it is probably inevitable that there will be some arguments."

The two then looked at Tenbe Risa again.

"Tempe P, what do you think?"

"Yeah, you haven't said anything the whole time. What do you think?"

“Isn’t it expected that she can do this much?” Tambirisa smiled. “After all, she is my handpicked Center, which only proves that I didn’t misjudge her, doesn’t it?”

"Then why were you so nervous at the beginning, dragging us along? If you trusted your judgment so much, you didn't have to come at all, right?" Naoki Sakurako muttered.

"Ahem, that's not important. Besides, today's actions weren't without their gains. Let me hear your opinions."

"What do you think?" Naoki Sakurako pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "Developing Nana-chan is probably the most important thing for SKR going forward."

Sakagami Minami nodded slightly: "I agree with Sakurako's opinion. Nana-chan is related to SKR's development for at least the next five years!"

As Tenbei Risa listened to their conversation, a smile crept onto her lips.

"Well then, let's see how tomorrow's performance goes first."

Chapter Seventeen: Graduate Students' Unveiling Performance [Third Update]

Friday, November 2016, 9.

This is an extremely crucial day for the ninth generation.

Because this day is their graduate student's debut performance.

Miyamoto Sei didn't go to school that day; he went to the theater early in the morning.

Standing on the stage, looking at the empty seats in front of her, Miyamoto imagined that the place would be filled with many people, just like when she last came to see it.

The thought of those people watching him, while he was all alone, made him nervous.

He actually has no experience speaking in front of an audience. Even his recent training has been in roles such as dance teacher, theater manager, and fellow trainees. This is his first time truly standing in front of an audience.

But he knew he couldn't show any fear, just as he had said to Miyu An yesterday: he would stand in front of her!

As the music started, I cleared my mind and started dancing to the music. I picked up the microphone, channeled the air in my lungs into the lyrics in my mind, and then released them. Even though there was no audience at the moment, I performed as if there were an audience in front of me!

When the music stopped, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

Even though it was just a rehearsal simulation, the feeling just now showed that everyone exceeded their usual level!

"Yes, we really can!"

"Yes, that's how it should be for the actual performance!"

Everyone cheered, but at that moment, Miyu Nagayasu stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said, "Everyone!"

"What's wrong, Miyu-chan?"

You danced wonderfully today!

Everyone chimed in, which made Miyu Nagasu smile shyly, and then she bowed deeply.

"I'm so sorry that my personal condition caused a lot of problems yesterday and made everyone worry!"

Seeing Miyu Nagayasu's earnest apology, everyone was momentarily speechless. At that moment, Yurina Shimada rushed forward and hooked her arm around Miyu Nagayasu's shoulder.

"Alright, alright, we didn't take it to heart. As long as you've recovered your spirits, that's all that matters!"

"Yes, everyone, keep up this rhythm! This time we'll be dancing to three songs in a row, so please be careful when changing clothes in between!"

"Again!"

They trained repeatedly, right up until lunchtime, and then continued training until finally stopping half an hour before the performance, when everyone was recovering their strength.

Mika Komatsu took a sip of the prepared drink from her glass, and then heard footsteps beside her. Someone came to her side.

"Is there something you need?" she asked expressionlessly, looking at Yongan Miyu beside her.

"Thank you for your help yesterday, Miss Komatsu. I will definitely do my best!"

Seeing that Miyuki was clearly nervous but thanked her, she looked not far away and saw that Nana Miyamoto was also looking in her direction. The other woman even raised an eyebrow and winked at her.

This guy, he told everyone?!

She instantly understood what was going on. Mika Komatsu's mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her mindset.

"No, it's nothing. I was just worried that you might affect other people. Now that you've adjusted yourself, it's fine."

"Okay, let's do our best together!" Miyu Nagayasu smiled. "After this performance, can you call me Miyu? Senpai!"

Mika Komatsu was stunned. Did this child really have such courage?

"Hmm, let's talk about it after the performance..."

She stammered.

"I understand, senior. I'll do my best!"

"You told her?!" Komatsu Mika asked in a low voice as she approached Miyamoto Sei.

"What did you say? My Japanese isn't good, I don't understand."

"Stop playing dumb. I told you to go find Yong'an yesterday, and then you told her?" Mika Komatsu said through gritted teeth.

"Isn't it good? Actually, I was hoping she would just say it in front of other people, but I didn't expect her to care so much about my 'don't tell you' words. When she told you, she didn't say anything about what I said, right?"

Mika Komatsu recalled the conversation and realized that those things weren't mentioned. If interpreted simply, it would only be interpreted as a thank you for yesterday's criticism.

“This way you can fit in better with the team, but everyone’s not stupid, I think some of you have already figured it out.” Miyamoto chuckled as he glanced at the others who were chatting. “For example, I think it’s already common knowledge that Komatsu-senpai is actually a tsundere.”

"Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant! Who's arrogant?!" Mika Komatsu's eyes widened, and her cheeks quickly turned red, just like a ripe peach.