I became a girl group idol for my sister.

Miyu Nagayasu asked, since that performance, her relationship with Mika Komatsu had been quite good.

“Yeah, if there’s anything you need to say, you can tell us. Maybe we can help.” Shimada Yurina said with a grin, hooking her arm around Nagasu Miyu’s shoulder as she spoke. “After all, you see, Miyu-chan is really worried.”

As he spoke, his hand had already wandered off to a certain spot.

"Hey! Yurina-chan, don't do that, your clothes are going to get messed up!"

Miyamoto shook his head helplessly at the sight, then took out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote something on it.

"this is for you."

Mika Komatsu accepted the gift from Miyamoto Sei with some confusion, only to see Miyamoto Sei wave at her.

"Then I'll go back first."

As they spoke, the group left the dance studio, leaving only Mika Komatsu alone.

She opened her palm and looked at the thing Miyamoto Sei had given her: a torn piece of paper with some numbers and letters ending with @ on it, and the words "Phone Number" and "Email Address" written below.

Clearly, this is the other party's mobile phone number and the corresponding email address.

"She really is a worrywart..."

Muttering to herself, Mika Komatsu stared at the email address for a moment, then sighed and put the paper into her pocket.

……

On the way back, Miyamoto walked with the other people. They didn't talk about safety issues, since the area was relatively safe. The main thing was that everyone was going to the tram stop to wait for the tram.

"We've already completed nine performances so far, so we've got a lot of experience, right?" Rika Kusunobe said with a grin.

The first three trial performances, plus the R5th performance which lasted for six consecutive days, made a total of nine performances. These nine performances naturally brought a lot of benefits to everyone.

Besides the benefit of gaining experience, there is also the increase in income. After all, for graduate students, a basic salary of only 50,000 yen per month is hardly enough to make ends meet.

Then, the nine performances combined brought them an extra 45,000 yen in revenue.

"I'm off tomorrow, I'm going to buy some new clothes!" Shimada Yurina said with a smile, looking very happy. "Then I'm going to stroll around the park. It's so great to be able to stay in the dorm, it saves me money on accommodation fees!"

“During regular training, we can save on lunch and even dinner expenses, right?” Miyamoto said, going along with the other person’s words. “The food is pretty good, and I think we can save about 20,000 yen a month on food expenses.”

"That's why I can buy the things I like without having to ask my family for money!" Shimada Yurina said, counting on her fingers: "My favorite game is going to have a new release soon, and I'll definitely spend more than 5,000 yuan then."

"Then you see, cosmetics, hyaluronic acid and such are things that need to be bought, and these all cost money, so in reality, the salary is still not enough."

Miyamoto sighed inwardly as she listened. These expenses were necessary in some ways, and there was really no way to cut back on them. For example, hyaluronic acid injections were quite expensive for girls who wanted firm skin.

"We also did a photo book this time, which should bring in some extra income. I don't think it will be much, but I think it will be a few thousand yen."

Miyamoto said.

"Huh? Only a few thousand?"

"That's normal. There are sixteen of us to split the profits. Even if we sell two thousand units at a price of 4000 yen each, and each of us gets 3%, we'll only get 15000 yen each in the end."

Miyamoto quickly did some calculations for the group.

"Besides, we haven't even debuted yet, we're not even official members. This photobook is just a coincidence that we're riding on the coattails of the audition group. If we can sell two thousand copies, that would be a very good thing. Maybe we'll only sell a thousand?"

This statement was a blow to a group of people.

"I thought we were pretty amazing for having done so many shows, but now that I think about it, we're really nothing."

With a sigh, Shimada Yurina patted her cheeks and instantly recovered.

"But it's good to have some extra income, even if it's only 1 yen, it's still extra income, so it's a bonus!"

Seeing Shimada Yurina recover so quickly, Miyamoto chuckled to himself. This middle-aged man, who could rival Naoki Sakurako, had a truly remarkable mentality and an incredible ability to recover.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder how many copies of his photo album would sell. Although this was a group photo album and everyone sold the same number, he was sure he deserved some credit for it.

The other party should send samples to their models, and they should keep them safe.

After parting ways with the others, Miyamoto boarded the train and quietly listened to music. At that moment, his phone vibrated slightly. He glanced at the screen and saw that a new email had arrived.

[This is Mika Komatsu. Are you free tomorrow?]

It was a message from Mika Komatsu. Miyamoto smiled when he saw the message and quickly replied.

[Do you have time? Is there anything I can help you with?]

After waiting for a while, about two minutes, the message came again.

Can I trust you?

Sure enough, something must have happened.

But the fact that she asked me this question so seriously suggests that things might not be so simple.

Miyamoto thought for a moment, then quickly typed on his phone and sent a message back.

[Of course, if what you're asking me about is only related to you personally and doesn't involve anyone else, I won't tell anyone else. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and the fact that you're contacting me is because you trust me, which does touch me a bit.]

After another period of waiting, Miyamoto listened to music silently, holding his phone in his hand.

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated again.

Miyamoto picked up the phone and saw only a few simple words on it.

[If possible, could you come with me tomorrow at 10 AM, at the theater entrance?]

Okay, see you at 10 o'clock.

……

The Miyamoto family.

In her bedroom, Yukiko Miyamoto was pasting the photos she had bought on the wall.

The photo shows a smiling girl making a "yes" gesture with her right hand.

Her name is below the photo.

Nanana Miyamoto.

"What a coincidence! Although it's a stage name, it shares the same surname as ours!"

Yukiko Miyamoto chuckled and rolled around on the bed, clutching her pillow.

"Nana-chan is so cute! I'm going to collect all five random photos of Nana-chan and keep them as treasures!"

Chapter 49 Meeting the Parents [First Update]

Back home, after taking a shower, Miyamoto, still in her pajamas, felt incredibly awkward.

The reason was simple: Yukiko Miyamoto, sitting on the sofa, was talking incessantly about today's performance.

"Brother, SKR's performance was amazing!"

"Everyone on stage seemed so radiant, just like in those idol anime! Just looking at them made me happy!"

"And another one! And that Miyamoto Nana, what a coincidence with our family, her stage name is the same as ours!"

"And what's more! Nana-chan is actually the Center! I heard she's a graduate student too. That's amazing! She can substitute for a full member, and she's the Center of the strongest Team S. That means the SKR management team values ​​her a lot."

When Miyamoto Nana was mentioned as the center, Miyamoto Yukiko's slightly flushed cheeks and somewhat rapid breathing clearly showed how excited she was.

Miyamoto Sei didn't know what to say. Seeing his younger sister swooning over his cross-dressing appearance made him feel uneasy.

"Ah, oh, that's good." Miyamoto replied ambiguously, then immediately added, "But you still need to pay attention to your studies. You can't neglect your main job just because you're chasing idols. Don't forget that your goal is Sakurami Academy."

If Yukiko focuses on her studies, she'll have fewer opportunities to attend performances. God, please let her love of learning increase by one or two times!

Miyamoto thought to himself.

"Well, I'm going to sleep now. Remember to get some rest too. Even though tomorrow is Sunday, staying up late is bad for a girl's skin."

Yukiko Miyamoto looked at her older brother with some confusion.

"Brother, you've actually started researching skincare now? You're a guy, after all!"

"No, I just saw it mentioned on a TV show, so I wrote it down. You know I have a great memory." Miyamoto Sei chuckled. "Besides, I was just worried about your skin."

"I know, after all, I'm not like you. Speaking of which, my sister and I are both different from my brother, especially my sister. Even though we're twins, we're girls, and protecting our skin is a girl's nature! But why is your skin so good, brother, who never takes care of his skin and loves to sunbathe?"

"It's probably because of a genetic mutation in me."

Miyamoto muttered something to himself.

"Mutation? Brother, have you been reading too many comics? American comic book heroes like to mutate to become heroes or something."

"So in Japan, they're just captured and reformed by the villains?" Miyamoto Sei retorted again.

"What is that? I don't know what it is."

"Masked Rider."

"I don't like watching it anyway." Yukiko Miyamoto pouted, then smiled again: "Goodnight, brother, sweet dreams!"

"Mmm, sweet dreams!"

Miyamoto then went into his bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.

The soft bed made him feel very comfortable, and he was completely captivated by it, unwilling to get up.

In the living room, Yukiko Miyamoto was watching videos of the graduate students' performances on her phone, along with some interesting anecdotes about Nana Miyamoto.