I became a girl group idol for my sister.

Seeing the lively group of people, Miyamoto put his backpack aside and immediately joined the training.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Crisis [Third Update]

Friday, July 9th.

Compared to the graduate students' performance, Team R's performance attracted a much larger audience. Even though there were only 250 people in the theater, the number of people watching the live stream and broadcast outside the theater was hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of the graduate students. After all, Team R is one of the three major groups of the SKR girl group.

Even during the day, Miyamoto Sei trained again and again, daring not to underestimate anything, striving to engrave these dances into his DNA and turn them into his instincts.

However, as he continued training, Miyamoto discovered a problem: his heart rate remained consistently high and was difficult to calm down.

His body was sending a warning.

"Today is R's performance, I hope nothing goes wrong..."

Muttering to himself, he splashed cold water on his face in the bathroom to refresh himself before heading outside.

He needs to go to the dressing room to touch up his makeup.

It feels strangely hotter than usual today.

"We have half an hour to prepare, everyone hurry up!"

As the team leader, Mai Yasunaga reminded everyone, which made the people inside speed up their work.

"Nana-chan, give me the hairdryer."

"Ok."

Naoko called out to Miyamoto, who picked up the hairdryer and handed it to her. Just as Naoko took the hairdryer, her hand touched Miyamoto's hand.

"So hot!"

Naoko exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh? I've never used a hair dryer before." Miyamoto looked at Naoko with some confusion, wondering why she would say that.

"No, I wasn't talking about the hairdryer, I was talking about your hand." Naoko said, quickly walking over and grabbing Miyamoto's hand. "Sure enough, it's very hot!"

"Nana-chan, do you have a fever?"

"Fever? I just feel a little tired, it's nothing..."

Mai Yasunaga immediately came over, reached out and placed her hand on Miyamoto Sei's forehead without saying a word. Upon touching it, her expression turned serious.

"Hasegawa-san, could you please bring a thermometer?"

"Wait, I'll go get it right away." Hasegawa Subaru, who had come to urge him, immediately went out and quickly returned with a thermometer.

Miyamoto Sei hadn't originally planned to take the test, but he couldn't refuse because he was surrounded by a group of people. As a result, when he took the test, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"39.2 degrees?! You call that nothing serious?" Naoko exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the number on the thermometer.

Yasunaga Mai then looked at the theater manager.

"Hasegawa-san, I want to get her to rest immediately!"

"allow……"

Hasegawa Subaru was interrupted by Miyamoto Se before he could finish speaking.

"Wait a moment!"

Miyamoto stood up as he spoke. He could indeed feel his cheeks burning, but it was only a short time ago. So what if he had a fever? The performance was only for an hour. He just needed to finish the task within that hour!

If you can't handle it, you should just refuse from the beginning. Since you've already agreed, then at least hold on until the end!

"Please let me stand on the stage for at least the next hour!"

"But your body won't be able to take it!" Mai Yasunaga's voice was unusually serious and sounded somewhat anxious.

"No, I will hold on, I will definitely hold on!" Miyamoto Se's expression was also extremely serious: "As the substitute for the center, what does it mean if I don't go on stage? It's not only irresponsible to myself, but also to the performance and the audience, so I will definitely go on stage!"

"But……"

"It's not just me, I believe that the seniors must also have the same awareness, so please let me go on stage!" He bowed to Hasegawa Subaru without even raising his head, and Hasegawa Subaru was caught in a dilemma.

Teacher, did you choose to do this because you had already anticipated that she would make this choice?

For a moment, Hasegawa Subaru felt as if he were seeing the past. He clenched his fist and shouted, "Permission granted, but be prepared for the performance to be interrupted at any time. If there are any health problems, send the person backstage immediately, and we will call a car to take them to the hospital!"

"Thank you, Hasegawa-san." Miyamoto raised his head with a smile on his face. The grueling training these past few days was not only for himself, nor only for Team R, nor only for the audience, but also for his teammates who cheered him on.

With everyone's combined efforts, let's showcase ourselves on the stage of the official members!

He, Miyamoto Sei, is the substitute center for Team R. Even if he is a substitute, he is still the center, so he will take full responsibility!

"We are Team R!"

Everyone clasped hands and shouted the words aloud. As Miyamoto Sei stepped onto the stage, he heard the deafening shouts.

Completely different from the shouts during the three performances by graduate students, this sound was as if it were about to lift the roof off the theater. Miyamoto couldn't help but recall his feelings when he first went to see the performance.

So this is what the scene I saw on stage and the sound I heard back then was like?

It was a frenzy several times stronger than the previous performances, with everyone shouting and cheering for their favorite idols!

It felt completely different, not just from the audience, but also from my teammates.

Team R displayed a completely different feeling from their usual training sessions; they were more flamboyant and more self-assured, yet still so adorable.

For a moment, Miyamoto felt like the ugly duckling among a group of cute little ducks.

Is this Team R's true strength?!

"Today, Watanabe Hikaru's seat is occupied by someone I don't recognize."

“I know that person, it’s Miyamoto Nana, she’s a ninth-generation graduate student.”

"The substitute is a graduate student, and a ninth-generation graduate student at that."

"Although there is a gap in strength, she is really putting in a lot of effort."

"Not bad, isn't it? It's only been a little over a month since the ninth round of auditions, and you've already caught up with the pace of the regular members. You deserve praise."

"She deserves praise, but overall there's still a significant gap. I even have a feeling that things would be better if she weren't there. There are other graduate students who would be more suitable, like Mika-chan. I remember she was quite talented."

"She went to Team S's performance a few days ago, so she probably won't be able to make it here."

The conversations from the audience weren't quiet, and Miyamoto could hear them clearly. Although the audience thought he had performed quite well, he absolutely couldn't admit defeat. If he did, he would become an insignificant presence on this stage, a dispensable one, or even the worst center, which would be the biggest joke of this R performance.

He tried to recall the feeling from last time, allowing his body to completely relax. Even though he could feel the heat on his cheeks and neck and the pounding in his heart, he still tried hard to remember what he felt back then.

I'm a girl, and I'm super cute right now!

Repeating the same words over and over, imagining actions that would make her feel adorable, Miyamoto Sei absorbed all of this into her being. At this moment, she was trying her best to change her own demeanor.

"Wait a minute, doesn't that substitute soldier look different?"

"Yes, suddenly it all looks harmonious!"

"Is this person named Miyamoto Nana? She seems very talented!"

"Even though Hikari-chan is different, she's still very cute!"

The audience's attention was drawn in, and they became even more enthusiastic. Miyamoto's stamina was constantly being depleted by the intense movements, and his body temperature rose even higher due to the exercise.

He no longer knew whether it was his fever or the atmosphere that made him so hot, but he began to understand what was going on and why the Team R players were behaving differently than during training.

That's because of the stage and the support of the fans below. It's like they're on stimulants. Not only are the fans motivated by their idols, but the idols are also motivated by the fans' enthusiasm, creating an even more high-energy atmosphere!

This is a difficult concept to grasp in graduate student performances, because graduate student performances simply don't have such a fervent fan base!

The performance lasted for sixty minutes, and even as a boy, Miyamoto felt his body groaning under such circumstances. Perhaps due to a fever, his physical strength was obviously not as good as usual, and his legs even began to weaken, as if he was about to give up.

I absolutely cannot fall down, at least not right here!

Her head was starting to feel a little dizzy, but Miyamoto continued to support herself, swaying along with the music, the fans' shouts, and her companions' dancing.

Even though my body was screaming in agony, it seemed I could hold on in this place, just a little longer, and a little longer still...

Thank you all for coming today!

As Captain Mai Yasunaga finished speaking, waved to everyone, and left with a smile, Miyamoto Sei's suppressed emotions finally erupted at this moment.

The whole world seemed to spin. He instinctively reached out to grab something, but couldn't grasp anything. In a daze, he seemed to see dazzling lights and hear indistinct sounds.

"Nana! Nana-chan!"

The voice sounded very anxious...

The Team R members anxiously surrounded Miyamoto, some helping to get water, others wiping her sweat. Miyamoto collapsed without warning, which startled everyone.

"Quick, call an ambulance!"

Subaru Hasegawa hurriedly took out his phone and started calling an ambulance, but was interrupted.

“My car is right outside, I’ll just take her to the hospital.”

It was Higashi Hisashi Ogiko who came over; she squatted down and picked the person up in her arms.

"Mai, could you help me with her bag?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it right away!"