I became a girl group idol for my sister.

"Senior Nan, you're getting too close."

They were very close, so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

"It's okay, they're all girls anyway," Sakagami Minami said, naturally creating some distance before standing up.

"Alright, since you're fine, I won't disturb your rest any longer. The theater has already arranged a day off for you; you can rest tomorrow."

With that, he pulled Yasunaga Mai, who hadn't said much yet, and walked outside.

"goodbye!"

"Eh? I haven't said anything yet!" Yasunaga Mai said, but it was no use; she was dragged out of the room.

"Why are you in such a hurry, Minami-chan?" Yasunaga Mai asked, puzzled, looking at Sakagami Minami who was walking forward in a hurry. "This isn't like you at all."

"No, it's nothing. I was just thinking that she had just woken up and it wouldn't be good to disturb her."

Sakagami Minami, who was walking ahead, had a slightly flushed face. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently place it on her chest, her heart beating a little fast.

Strange, why did I suddenly feel a little nervous when I looked into Nana-chan's eyes just now? And what exactly is this strange feeling...?

She was puzzled, and quickened her pace again.

On the other side, Miyamoto, now alone again, opened the fruit that Higashikuze Ogiko had brought. Inside were sliced ​​watermelon and pear, as well as oranges. He forked a piece and put it in his mouth. The cool, sweet taste was exceptionally pleasant.

After finishing the entire fruit platter, which weighed about 200 grams, Miyamoto lay comfortably on the bed.

The IV drip is almost finished.

As the door was pushed open, Miyamoto finally saw the hospital staff. A nurse walked in, obviously there to remove Miyamoto's IV.

"And please hold this thermometer between your arms, I'll come back to check on it in a bit." The nurse handed the thermometer to Miyamoto, telling him to hold it under his armpit.

After waiting silently for a while, the nurse returned. She took the thermometer, looked at the temperature reading, and paused for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the nurse's reaction, Miyamoto asked cautiously.

Could it be that I've gotten so hot that I can't even feel the heat anymore...? But is it really possible to feel that way? Because the temperature is so high that you can't feel the heat or anything.

"36.7°C, your temperature is normal..." The nurse looked at Miyamoto with a puzzled expression: "Your body has a very strong recovery ability!"

"The medicine must have worked, since they're on an IV drip."

Miyamoto pointed to the IV drip that had run out of medicine and said with a dry laugh.

"No, no, no, your fever is dropping a bit too fast... and your heartbeat and everything else are normal..." The nurse looked at Miyamoto Sei suspiciously: "Do you still feel uncomfortable? If so, you should tell us. It would be best to get another checkup. It's not good for you to hide it."

I'll have to go back and change into men's clothes for the checkup; it can't be done now!

"No need, I have some things to do and need to go back quickly, sorry." Smiling, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, picked up her bag, still wearing her theater uniform, and began to think about whether she should go back to the theater.

If someone needs clothes tomorrow, it might cause trouble. Although we should have extra clothes, it would be better to send them back.

"Are you sure you don't need to check it again?"

The nurse called from behind.

"No thanks!"

As he spoke, Miyamoto ran to the counter, completed the simple formalities, paid a small fee, and immediately rushed into the elevator.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: My Sister's Nose

"Excuse me."

After handing the clothes to Ms. Kayano, who was in charge of the clothing, Miyamoto offered her a slight apology, as if to express his remorse for the trouble his fall had caused her.

"I'm fine, but Miyamoto-san, are you alright?" Ms. Kayano looked at Miyamoto Sei with her slightly chubby face, not hiding her concern.

As the person in charge of costumes, she would naturally be told where the costumes that couldn't be retrieved went, so she also knew about Miyamoto Nana fainting after the performance.

"I'm fine. The doctor said I'm recovering too quickly."

Miyamoto made a gesture of flexing his muscles and said with a grin.

"Seeing Miyamoto-san reminds me of the past, when everyone worked so hard..." With a nostalgic expression, Ms. Kayano nodded to Miyamoto-se: "Leave the rest to me, Miyamoto-san, you should go back and get some rest."

"No, no, please let me help you."

Miyamoto shook his head, looking at the large number of clothes, feeling as if he had entered a clothing store, and a huge one at that.

"But……"

"I'll just consider this a learning experience. After all, as an idol, I should know how to take care of my clothes. It's a basic skill!"

Seeing Miyamoto's response, Ms. Kayano glanced at the time and said, "Let's finish before 9:30. There's not much left to do anyway."

"Yes, then please guide me!"

While teaching Miyamoto how to fix his clothes, Ms. Kayano was also tidying up her own clothes, explaining how to ensure their quality to avoid problems during storage. Ms. Kayano was clearly an expert in this area, and Miyamoto diligently took notes. Regardless of whether he was an idol or not, this knowledge was useful.

After all, I have quite a few clothes at home, and when I take them out again after tidying them up, there are always some things I'm not satisfied with.

After packing up, Miyamoto Sei walked through the warehouse and, looking at the clothes, suddenly paused.

"The shoulders here seem a little different."

“There? That dress belongs to Sakagami-san. She’s rather short, less than 1.5 meters tall, so to make her stand out, I added some extra design elements to the shoulders. The same goes for the others; they all have designs that suit their own personalities.”

Ms. Kayano came up and explained.

That's incredibly professional! They even designed it specifically for each individual. This is clearly a standard performance costume...

It's not just the idols on stage who are working hard; the staff backstage are also very dedicated. It's because of these details that everyone can truly express themselves.

Miyamoto was somewhat shocked by this responsible attitude.

"That's true. Senior Nan's height of 1.48 meters is something that many people talk about with great interest."

Although shocked, Miyamoto Sei still told jokes.

"It's not 1.48 meters, it's 1.485 meters. If you forget the last five, Sakagami-san will be unhappy."

Are you fixated on including the last 5 millimeters?

Judging from Ms. Kayano's smiling face and the words she spoke, Miyamoto was certain that she paid close attention to and was very familiar with the members of the SKR girl group.

Only by paying attention can one say these things so quickly and create so many differences.

Observational skills, attention to detail, and the ability to notice these things—these are all things I lack… Even though I am a time traveler, aside from the advantages of my memory and prior learning, compared to these people, I am actually just an ordinary person…

Indeed, we still need to keep working hard!

When he got home and opened the door, he saw Yukiko Miyamoto looking at him.

"what happened?"

Miyamoto asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's nothing." Miyamoto Yukiko turned to look at the TV. "Brother, my friend is coming over to play tomorrow and will be staying here tonight."

"That's great! Friends are very important, you know. I'll come back early tomorrow and cook you a big dinner!" Miyamoto said, then thought for a moment, "By the way, does she have any dietary restrictions?"

"No, and she can even handle spicier food than me!"

"Then I'll show off my skills tomorrow!"

As Miyamoto spoke, he looked at the dining table, where food covered with plastic wrap was clearly dinner prepared by Yukiko Miyamoto.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's okay, you must be very busy anyway." Miyamoto Yukiko shook her head, seemingly unconcerned. She sniffed the air and said, "It still smells really good."

"It smells delicious? Is it rice?"

"Of course!" She jumped off the sofa and pushed Miyamoto Sei towards the dining table. "Let's eat, it should still be warm!"

While eating, he watched a dance video on his phone. Since he was at home, and at the dining table, Miyamoto was using a phone that belonged to "Miyamoto," and the video on it was not an internal CD, but a live dance.

That was a performance video of Team S, and it featured the song that best represents Team S.

Having learned his lesson, he decided to memorize the main pieces for each team in advance. Sure enough, only by paying more attention in ordinary times can one reduce the possibility of accidents at critical moments.

Seeing that Miyamoto Sei was still eating but seemed very focused, Miyamoto Yukiko curiously looked at Miyamoto Sei's phone screen and saw a group of cute girls dancing there.

"Huh?! Brother, aren't you usually completely uninterested in real-life idols? You seem only interested in anime and manga. How come you're suddenly interested in these idols?" she said curiously, then looked closer. "Is this the SKR girl group?"

"You know that too."

Miyamoto looked at his younger sister, Yukiko Miyamoto, with surprise. Miyamoto Yukiko wasn't usually interested in idols.

"There are a lot of people I like in my class. For example, my friend Chestnut Sauce also likes the SKR girl group. She usually shows me some videos. The one standing at the front is called... Higashi Hisa Ogiko, right?"

“That’s right, it’s Higashikuze Ogiko, the center of Team S. She’s very strong and a good person.” Miyamoto said, stuffing another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"They seem like nice people, but that's just a persona, nobody really knows what they're like." Miyamoto Yukiko sat down to the side, no longer watching TV, and started watching the dance performance instead: "But judging from their movements, they're really enthusiastic."

Actually, she's a really nice person. She helped me at least twice and even kept my secret...

Miyamoto thought to himself silently, but said nothing. It wasn't appropriate to say such things aloud, because he couldn't explain why he was making the appearance.

Simply explaining it by fans' liking for their idols? That's too subjective and not very convincing.

So he didn't bother to explain and continued watching the dance moves.