I became a girl group idol for my sister.

At this moment, none of these things are the key point, because seeing others looking at and commenting on my swimsuit photos in women's clothing is really making me a little uneasy.

"Ah, this is amazing too! That feeling of bursting out of the water in an instant, it's like a mermaid! The allure is off the charts!"

"And this, the water droplets are all on her skin, and her hair is wet too. The image of the water slowly falling, and this pose... if her breasts were a little bigger, it would be even more perfect!"

"You bastard, don't you dare mention breasts!"

"Yes, small breasts are a rare resource!"

War seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

Miyamoto covered his eyes and lowered his head.

Being discussed like this by someone in the same grade is just too much to bear.

He began to wonder if he should leave as soon as possible.

This place is pure torture.

……

Happy birthday, Nana-chan!

Inside the theater, a group of graduate students were giving Miyamoto a gift.

The gifts were of all sizes, but looking at the smiles on their faces, Miyamoto knew that these people were genuinely wishing her well.

Thank you!

Suppressing her emotions, Miyamoto put the gifts away and set them aside for the time being.

Now is not the time for sentimentality, because the performance is about to begin.

"Alright, hurry up and change your clothes. The performance is about to start, so don't let your guard down just because you've had a few successful performances!"

Subaru Hasegawa's voice rang out, urging everyone to get moving.

After changing clothes, they quickly went to the stage, struck a pose, and waited for the curtain to open.

If Subaru Hasegawa hadn't mentioned yesterday that today was his birthday celebration, Miyamoto Sei could have ignored it and acted as usual. But standing on the stage today, he suddenly became a little nervous.

How many people outside will send me their blessings?

That was an expectation that rose in my heart.

And will this expectation also disappear next year?

Because in about a month and a half, they will face the biggest test. If they fail, they will either be sidelined or leave.

"Phew, everyone get ready!"

"Don't worry, we've been through so many performances, there won't be any problems."

A few people whispered among themselves, and then the curtain was drawn back.

In the darkness, a sudden burst of cheers erupted!

Everyone waved their light sticks in perfect unison, their movements and shouts perfectly synchronized.

These lights were so dazzling in the darkness!

Then, the moment the music started, everyone stopped shouting, except for the light sticks in their hands, which were still waving as if they had practiced many times.

Or rather, this is the rule of the fans themselves who are watching live: cheers and shouts cannot become discordant noises in such a performance!

They are fans who came to support their idols, not enemies who came to ruin their idols' performances!

Looking at the enthusiasm of these people, Miyamoto Sei forgot that it was his birthday. The only thing he remembered was the performance, just like any other performance. All he had to do was show himself.

And so, the performance officially began.

After several revisions, a dance that satisfied everyone was performed, representing each person's personality. People's faces shone with excitement, and their cheeks were slightly flushed.

Miyamoto's gaze swept over everyone present, and he memorized their faces. These were the people who had been supporting them all this time.

There were people in their thirties and forties, as well as teenagers; men and women, beautiful and ordinary-looking, but all of them were smiling at the same moment, and they were all happy.

And part of their happiness must be due to being on stage.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Sei's heart was filled with even more motivation.

He tried his best to perform until the very end, always keeping himself at 100% to avoid any mishaps. Finally, at the very moment when the performance should have officially ended, the audience watching the show suddenly shouted loudly.

Happy birthday, Miyamoto Nana-chan!

Their voices were so loud, so loud they seemed to strike right into your soul. Their eyes were so sincere, so devoid of pretense. Under the light, you could see the wreath at the very back, with a sign on it bearing their names.

[Happy Birthday, Nana Miyamoto! From all the fans!]

Upon reading those words, my emotions surged forth uncontrollably.

In his memory, he always celebrated his birthday with his sister in this world. Since their parents passed away, there have only been blessings for each other and his sister. In his previous life, no one else besides his family ever remembered his birthday.

But today is different; so many people are congratulating him, and everyone is so sincere.

Tears were starting to well up, but I absolutely couldn't let them fall. He was my idol now, and idols should be smiling on stage.

But even when I'm smiling, tears still stream down my face.

"Thank you everyone! I never thought I would have such a day, with so many people wishing me a happy birthday. If there's anything that has made me very happy since I decided to become an idol, then today is definitely one of them."

Miyamoto Sei spoke into the microphone, feeling his hands trembling slightly.

I've really become a bit sentimental. Sure enough, if I went to another world, like the martial arts world corresponding to the system, I definitely wouldn't be able to become that kind of decisive and ruthless person. Maybe I'd have a very hard life...

He thought to himself, then smiled at everyone.

There's no need for acting skills; this smile is genuine.

"Today I received gifts not only from my fans, but also from my friends. Thank you all for remembering my birthday. I am someone who often forgets my own birthday, so it is really a happy thing to be remembered and receive birthday wishes."

"I'll send it to you every year from now on!"

"Happy Birthday will definitely happen every year!"

"Yes, we'll still send you gifts even after you graduate!"

"Hey, what are you talking about graduating from? Shouldn't we be forever superstars?"

"You can become an actor even after graduation, but of course you have to graduate after becoming a full member."

The fans in the audience cheered.

"Thank you all for your support today. That concludes today's performance." With a slight bow, the group returned backstage. Just as they picked up their water cups and took a sip, Hasegawa Subaru rushed in.

"The audience is still cheering, so let's get ready for the first encore, it's 'Original Intention,' okay?"

This surprised the group of people in the lounge: "Encore?!"

Everyone knew what this meant, and they immediately grabbed microphones and ran toward the stage. The closer they got to the stage, the clearer their shouts became.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The fans were shouting, calling out for their idol, and yelling "One more song (encore)!"

Back on stage, looking at the enthusiastic fans, everyone was filled with excitement, an emotion they couldn't contain.

Because this was something that had never happened before, a group of graduate students, who would actually be asked to "encore" one day.

Gripping the microphone tightly, Miyamoto raised his hand as he listened to the fans cheering for their idol who had run out again.

"Then please listen to the song we sang when we first performed, 'Our Original Aspiration'!"

He was laughing, laughing with unusual joy.

At this moment, he felt even happier than when he received birthday wishes!

Chapter 55 Yukari Kojima's Thoughts [Second Update]

[Name: Miyamoto Sei]

Reputation: 132

Level 1: Obscure

Experience value: 132/200

Points: 6

Note: Reputation can only be increased when someone truly admires the host from the bottom of their heart. Each person provides 1 point of reputation, and it cannot be obtained repeatedly.

Over the course of time, up until her birthday festival, Miyamoto Sei's number of die-hard fans reached 132. She still had 6 points left, and although she didn't know when she would need to use the 12 hours that could be redeemed with those 6 points, they might come in handy at a crucial moment.

Lying on his desk, quietly listening to the songs coming from his earpiece, Miyamoto couldn't help but think back to yesterday's night performance, the fans shouting "Encore!" and the feelings he had back then...

He couldn't help but raise his right hand and gently touch his heart.

Even now, the scorching heat still lingers.