I became a girl group idol for my sister.

"Dad, mom..."

Unfortunately, no matter how much they called, it was no use; they simply couldn't find it.

"Nanase, Nanase..."

From within the endless mist, a hazy voice drifted forth, as if it were coming from the heavens.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but it was definitely not my parents' voice.

"Nanase, get up quickly..."

In a daze, the fog dissipated, and he slightly opened his eyes to find a pair of eyes staring at him.

Who is this?

With this thought in mind, her previously confused brain quickly started working, and her eyes widened rapidly. Nanase Touka's memories came flooding back at that moment, allowing her to identify the person in front of her.

Nana Miyamoto, her senior, now lives in the same room.

Moreover, it was obvious that the other person had already washed up and changed their clothes.

"Get up, I'm going to cook dinner. You should be able to eat right after you've finished washing up."

Once she confirmed the other person's identity, Nanase Touka immediately relaxed, and drowsiness swept over her again at that moment.

She yawned heavily and collapsed again.

"Just... just five more minutes of sleep..."

The soft blankets were so inviting that she didn't want to get up at all. Her double eyelids made her realize that she needed to sleep, perhaps for five minutes, or perhaps for countless five minutes.

The sound didn't come again, and she figured she could sleep for another five minutes.

But soon, the sound rang out again.

"Five minutes are up, get up now!"

The sound shattered her dream, but she felt so heavy that she couldn't get up at all, and even turning over was difficult.

But soon, this heaviness was dispelled by the sudden attack.

It was an incredibly cool touch coming from my cheek.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a small block of ice in front of her. Clearly, the piercing cold she had just felt was caused by this little guy.

Looking at the culprit, the person was now smiling at him.

"Woke up!"

The other party reiterated this statement.

The coolness dispelled her sleepiness and also got Nanase Touka's brain fully operational. Thinking about what had just happened and the comments like "just five more minutes of sleep," her cheeks flushed, and she even wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

This is just too shameful!

What should I do? How could I have shown such an attitude in front of my senior!

Filled with helplessness and tension, Miyamoto Nana had already gotten up and even taken the ice block with her.

"Dinner's almost ready, get up quickly."

"Okay, okay!"

Nanase Touka quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. She turned on the tap, cupped her hands in the cold water, but her mind was filled with only one thought.

What to do? What to do? What to do?!

Unfortunately, Nanase Fuyuka, after thinking for a long time but unable to come up with any way to make up for this, had no choice but to give up in the end.

Some even gave up and started thinking that since they would be living together for almost a year, it would be better to reveal some of their habits in advance.

Back inside, at the dining table, breakfast was simple, but a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, very nutritious.

After a few bites, I can tell the cooking is still excellent.

She then picked up the cup and took a sip. The moment the cup entered her mouth, the peculiar taste made Nanase Touka's eyes widen.

"Cough cough cough..." She tried to clear her throat, which had almost choked her, and then looked at the cup. She noticed that the milk inside had changed color. She couldn't help but look at Miyamoto Nana, who was also drinking milk next to her: "Senpai, this, this milk tastes..."

This is definitely not pure milk; there must be something else in it!

"Oh, I put in coffee." Miyamoto said while taking a sip, "After all, I went to bed late last night. Although six hours shouldn't be a big problem in the short term, I still need to concentrate during the day, so I'll use coffee to tide me over for now."

Coffee, it's coffee!

Nanase Touka was both amused and exasperated, but didn't know what to say.

She forgot to tell the other person that she was completely unable to accept coffee, but at this moment, she had no other choice.

Obviously, if I don't drink this, I'm very likely to have trouble concentrating in the morning.

"What's wrong? Don't you like coffee? Or did I put too little sugar in?" Miyamoto asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, nothing..."

As she said this, Nanase Touka took a deep breath and then raised her glass again.

I absolutely have to drink this coffee today!

……

After finishing her recollection, Nanase Touka sighed helplessly. The coffee was working well; at least she hadn't felt sleepy yet. But if this continued, she wasn't sure how many more days she could keep going.

I can only hope this week will pass quickly.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Jurina Matsuda's Plan

She turned on her phone and casually browsed the web. As a former shut-in, the internet was something that Nanase Touka was very familiar with.

I'm so familiar with it that I use it every day, and I use it intensively. But since I became an idol, my time spent online has decreased significantly. For example, I can only spare some time to check it out during my rest periods now.

She was certain she wouldn't have time to play on her phone at night, because Miyamoto Nana would definitely take her to train, until she just wanted to lie in bed and fall asleep.

There is no doubt about this.

Huh? Isn't that Miyamoto-senpai?

Suddenly, Nanase Touka's finger stopped. She saw a video, and the person in the video was clearly her roommate, Miyamoto Nana.

The video was shown in a park, where Miyamoto Nana was clearly performing, dancing at the suggestion of onlookers.

And it was clear that the people around were very happy and enthusiastic.

My senior actually went to the park to do a street performance! He really lives up to his reputation as Miyamoto-senpai. Even when he came to Nagoya, he didn't forget to do a street performance. But why did he have to do a street performance?

All you need to do is practice your dance well at the theater and then perform it well during the show...

Could there be something else going on inside?

Nanase Touka fell into deep thought, her mind filled with images of what would happen after Miyamoto Nana's numerous street performances.

It seems like after each of their street performances, something like a large-scale performance or a unit debut happens. Could it be that this time, Tempe P has given them another challenge?

For example, making demands like "Get me the Center position in Nagoya?"

No, no way...

But given some of Tempeh P's behavior, it seems quite plausible...

……

"Huh? Nana is doing a street performance?"

Jurina Matsuda looked at her phone and asked in surprise.

"I guess they want to figure out what kind of idols the fans in Nagoya like," a member who was massaging her calves said after hearing Matsuda Jurina's words.

"Yes, I heard that Qina really liked street performances when she was at SKR, and gained a lot of support through street performances. Now it seems that she hopes to gain more support from locals through street performances as well."

Immediately, people chimed in, and some even took out their phones to search for the information.

"Look, there are quite a few people supporting this in the comments."

“Yes, according to what we’ve heard, it’s not that we’re going to dance our own dance troupe’s routines, but rather that the onlookers will make requests, and then Nana will dance them. Of course, someone will make some difficult requests.”

"Qina actually studied street dance? I didn't expect that. I remember she was one of the busiest members of SKR. Even though she was just a graduate student at the time, she was just as busy as the regular members."

As one person was speaking, when she noticed others looking at her, she immediately added, "I asked the other graduate students about it during the joint performance."

Rena Matsuda listened to their conversation, lost in thought, but said nothing.

"Rena, what do you think?" Jurina Matsuda looked at Rena Matsuda and asked expectantly.

"What do you mean, 'how do you see it'? It's her choice. If she likes street performances, then let her do them, right?" Matsuda Rena said. "As long as it doesn't affect her regular performances, there's no problem at all."

"No, that's not what I meant." Jurina Matsuda shook her head. "Nana-chan did this to find out what Nagoya's fans like, and also so that she wouldn't let them down. In that case, we definitely have to help her out!"

As she spoke, she even clenched her fists, looking incredibly passionate.

"Why don't we go there sometime and do a street performance together? That would definitely create a bigger buzz!"

"We're going too?!"

This suggestion drew gasps from many people, and after thinking about it, Matsuda Rena nodded.