I became a girl group idol for my sister.

Miyamoto remembered that the other person's name was Tanaka Nanami.

Moreover, the other child is currently the youngest member of SKR, only 12 years old and in the sixth grade of elementary school. He will turn 13 this August.

However, she doesn't look like a primary school student at all, because she is already 168cm tall. It is said that she was 163cm when she was first selected.

The girl's profile says she likes things like chocolate cake, and she also posts photos on blogs and other places, such as herself playing happily with her dog, which makes her seem very cute.

But now, this lovely girl is standing here in the sea breeze, her expression somewhat melancholy and helpless.

Clearly, she was harboring some secret, and this secret compelled her to come here to relieve some of the pressure while no one was paying attention to her, lest the pressure continue to build up.

Seeing this, Miyamoto, who was also waiting for a chance to take a bath, walked over to the girl and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about while enjoying the sea breeze all by yourself?"

"Ah! Nana-senpai!" Tanaka Nanami immediately looked panicked when she saw the person who came. She quickly took a step back, as if some secret had been discovered. As a result, she accidentally slipped and leaned against the railing, about to fall over passively.

In that instant, her heart leaped into her throat, and she was about to scream when she was grabbed and pulled back by a tremendous force.

Turning around, I saw that it was Miyamoto Nana who had grabbed me.

"Thank you, senior!" Tanaka Nanami quickly thanked her, while taking a deep breath and trying to calm her racing heart.

"Alright, be careful. Why do you look at me like I'm a monster?" Miyamoto reassured the other person in a low voice, and asked him to turn around: "Let me check if you have any wounds. It wouldn't be good if they got infected."

"Yes, yes, Nana-senpai..." Tanaka Nanami said, consciously lifting her clothes to reveal the area where she had scraped against the railing. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "Actually, I'm not afraid of you, senpai. I just... felt a little disgusted..."

Chapter 112 A Day in Miyamoto Nana's Life [Part 1]

nausea?

Miyamoto was very curious after hearing what Tanaka Nanami said, wondering why she would use such a word as disgusting. However, after thinking for a moment, some unpleasant thoughts came to his mind.

Harassment from strange men can be considered disgusting by women.

"Could it be some kind of harassing fan..."

"No, no, no, that's not how it is!" Tanaka Nanami shook her head hurriedly, causing her waist to twist as well. Miyamoto Sei quickly checked her waist and other areas, and after confirming that there were no injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief. He then pulled down her clothes and asked, "Then what happened?"

"This..." Tanaka Nanami hesitated for a moment, but finally slowly explained what had happened. "Nana-senpai, I might... I might not be suited to be an idol..."

"Why?" Miyamoto was very curious. Tanaka Nanami was a very cute girl to many fans. Although she was quite tall, she had a lot of fans. Sometimes, cuteness is not a problem because of height.

Miyamoto even felt that the other person was somewhat similar to Watanabe Hikaru in appearance. If we were to compare them based on appearance, Tanaka Nanami would be cuter than Watanabe Hikaru.

But now, this girl with such qualities tells him that she is not suitable to become an idol, which makes Miyamoto Sei curious.

“If it’s Nana-senpai…” Tanaka Nanami glanced at Miyamoto Se, then lowered her head, her voice low, “If it’s Nana-senpai, she probably won’t make fun of me, right?”

"Go ahead and tell me. And if you're feeling any pressure, I think it's better to talk about it." Miyamoto smiled gently, a smile that eased the tension and worry in Tanaka Nanami, finally leading the girl to decide to tell him what was going on.

"Actually, I really love idols... and in order to become an idol, I even applied for DJH's first-generation audition..."

She spoke softly, a helpless smile on her face as she said it. This helpless expression made Miyamoto understand that the girl was definitely hiding a huge secret in her heart, and it was putting a lot of pressure on her.

"However, even though I try my best to do things that idols should do... I know those are things I should do, but after doing them, I can't help but feel disgusted with myself..."

Miyamoto was completely dumbfounded. What disgusting things would an idol need to do? Did he mean to mingle with the fans? Or to smile at those otaku? But that shouldn't be the case; normal interpersonal communication would suffice, right?

"What do you mean by 'things idols should do'? Singing and dancing? Or something like high-fiving fans?" Miyamoto asked.

This caused Tanaka Nanami to show a look of fear. Her eyes widened slightly, and she raised both hands to her cheeks as if about to scream, saying in a terrified voice:

"Doesn't that kind of thing happen all the time? Like taking pictures with cats and dogs and posting them on Twitter, or taking pictures and posting them when you go out to eat cake. I really can't stand this weird sense of being a 'normative person'!"

what?

Miyamoto was stunned. He really didn't expect to hear such words. So, the scary things he thought he would hear at the beginning, such as what would happen to him by fans, were not actually the case. It was simply because of this kind of cute picture of him being posted online.

"Actually, if it's just about going to see things and being with puppies, I can accept that, I really can. But posting photos like this, I really can't stand it. But, but isn't DJH a team? If I'm unconventional, it will affect the overall image, so I can only force myself to do these things..."

Like a floodgate opening, the girl, who had been under immense pressure, released all her pent-up emotions at that moment.

"But honestly, I really can't stand things like taking pictures while eating cake, or taking pictures at amusement parks... and most importantly, those aren't my favorite things... On my days off, I'd rather watch comedies, or see some really beautiful large buildings, like dams or something..."

A dam... a large building... where did you come from, boy?

Miyamoto sighed softly, finally understanding what was going on. Clearly, his own hobby was in great conflict with the hobby he was pretending to have at the moment. He had been using the excuse that "this is the team's requirement and must be met" to justify his actions, which made it difficult for him to release the pressure. It was understandable that he felt disgusted by his own behavior.

However, this is clearly a psychological issue.

The biggest problem with this emotional distress actually lies with the girl herself, Tanaka Nanami.

"So, actually, it's because Nanami feels that her hobby doesn't align with her idol image, and she doesn't dare to tell her fans about it, right?"

Miyamoto asked.

This question made Tanaka Nanami shake her head frantically: "How can I let my fans know about this hobby? If they find out... they'll definitely hate me... It's like, like the boy in my class suddenly finding out that he likes playing dirty games."

"Ahem, you're only in sixth grade, right...? I don't think you need to know these things." Miyamoto coughed, reminding her, "Besides, most kids can't buy those kinds of games these days, can they?"

“I heard some people in the class are playing it, Nana-senpai. They asked their older brother to buy it for them!” Tanaka Nanami said immediately, then thought for a moment: “But I don’t know if it’s true. If your brother can buy that kind of game, he must be quite old by now. The age gap is a bit big.”

“Maybe he’s her adopted brother.” Miyamoto smiled. Based on the girl’s answer, or rather her reaction, he had probably figured out exactly where the girl’s problem lay.

In other words, it means that because of their identity, they cannot accept themselves.

After finishing her conversation with Tanaka Nanami, Miyamoto Sei temporarily went to an open space. By this time, many people had finished showering, some were playing together in their cars, and others had run out to find things to play with.

At that moment, Miyamoto Sei's phone received a message.

【Nana-senpai, can we video chat?】

It's Nanase Touka.

Miyamoto sent back a "OK" message, and the Link video was turned on. As the video connected, Miyamoto saw Nanase Touka on the other side of the camera. If you looked at the camera, it was like the perspective of a mobile phone live stream, which could capture the person very well. Nanase Touka was also standing, and the clothes she was wearing were very loose, which looked like they were suitable for training.

Seeing the scenery from Miyamoto's side, Nanase Touka was somewhat surprised.

"Huh? Isn't the senior at the hotel?"

"No, I'll be staying in a campervan for the time being." Miyamoto honestly explained his current situation. Nanase Touka was stunned when she heard this: "What? You'll be staying in a campervan for more than a month? That, that means... you'll be living with other girls, senpai?!"

An alarm bell rang in her mind instantly. Nanase Touka glared at Miyamoto Se and whispered, "Nana-senpai, you won't do it, right?"

"What are you thinking? If I were really capable of doing something like that, I wouldn't be in SKR anymore..." Miyamoto sighed, then asked, "So? Need training?"

"Yes, we need to train!" Nanase Touka nodded immediately: "Senior, train with me!"

"Okay, but I can't stay up late right now, since I need to take a shower later, so I can only stay with you for half an hour."

"Half an hour is fine too!" Nanase Fuyuka immediately nodded. So, after placing their phones in front of them and supporting them with a stand, Miyamoto Sei and Nanase Fuyuka began training, looking at each other through their phone cameras.

The music on the phone wasn't turned up very loud, but dancing alone outside on this night was still quite eye-catching. Fortunately, the area was full of DJH people, so the people attracted were mostly DJH girls.

"Ah, it's Nana-senpai!"

"The senior is dancing."

"Nana-chan has indeed started training. I've heard that Nana-chan's training intensity is extremely high, and sure enough, she doesn't seem to be stopping even after arriving here!"

"Ah, watching Nana-senpai train like this, I have a feeling that I'm going to lose."

"How about we go train too?"

"You just finished showering, okay?!"

"Oh right, so what do we do then? Should we just watch the seniors?"

"I agree, let's go watch Nana-chan's performance! Even though it's training, it's still a performance!"

"So, starting tomorrow, we'll shower later and train in the evenings too?"

"Ugh, does this mean we'll have to increase the training time again?"

"You need to train, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with your seniors!"

Miyamoto was oblivious to the conversations around him. He was currently reviewing all the dances he knew and had learned, trying to get his body used to them better.

Meanwhile, Nanase Touka looked at the group of girls that suddenly appeared on her phone screen, blinked, and then took a deep breath.

Is it really okay to let Nana-senpai go to DJH's place alone? All these girls are so cute!

No, what you said shouldn't be a problem, right? After all, you were able to withstand my onslaught. Judging from what I've read online and the content of those videos, generally speaking, under that kind of stimulation, your rationality should be almost completely destroyed on the spot...

...Wait a minute, could it be that Nana-senpai is actually constantly trying to become more and more like a girl? That's why she has such strong endurance.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing...?

After finishing training, Miyamoto ran to the shower area and quickly washed himself. He even carried both pieces of equipment with him in case of any accidents.

After washing up, Miyamoto quickly changed his clothes and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Miyamoto Sei left the bathroom inside the RV and reached his sleeping area, he saw two pairs of eyes staring at him.

These two are my sleeping companions tonight.

"What's wrong?"

Miyamoto asked with some curiosity.

"I always feel like Nana-senpai is so mysterious..."

"Yeah, I heard that no one has ever seen Nana-chan's chest, and even though it's almost time to sleep, Nana-chan is still wearing clothes."

Their eyes were full of curiosity, and Miyamoto shook his head helplessly: "Aren't you two wearing them too?!"