I became a girl group idol for my sister.

It's not because I sing particularly well, nor is it because my singing technique is exceptionally good.

Simply put, I felt that this song was attracting me.

"Miyamoto Nana? She doesn't sing that well, but she's incredibly captivating, especially the way she tries so hard to sing. She might be a promising talent," someone whispered to the person next to them.

“Yes, it’s really infectious, and that kind of infectiousness is crucial,” another person chimed in.

After about half a minute, the climax of a song was sung, and then a series of questions were asked.

A male examiner asked, "Why are you here?"

"To become an idol."

Miyamoto answered immediately, without the slightest hesitation, and his eyes showed no evasion.

Because he wasn't lying, he wanted to go through the audition so that his sister could receive better treatment; in other words, he wanted to become an idol.

Temperisa slightly pulled the microphone in front of her.

"So, there's one more question: which member of SKR do you like the most?"

This woman, she should know that I just started watching SKR girl group's performances, yet she asked me this kind of question. Is she deliberately trying to see me lie?

Miyamoto couldn't help but mentally retort, going through each of those idols in his mind.

Because he hasn't truly become a fan of these people, or rather, he's never even considered choosing one of them to support, he doesn't have an answer to this question.

No, perhaps I already have the answer.

Miyamoto hesitated for less than two seconds before speaking again.

"I'll like any of them as long as they truly attract me, and right now they're all attracting me together!"

Miyamoto Sei's voice was unwavering.

The theater performance he had attended a few days prior was still vividly etched in his mind.

Upon hearing this answer, a very subtle smile appeared on Risa Tenbei's lips, which quickly disappeared.

"Alright, the review by Group Sixteen is complete. Please leave for now. We will announce the results shortly."

There were a total of 29 teams, and the entire process of review took more than four hours. Just waiting outside was an extremely agonizing process, because many people looked like they were going to the execution ground and were about to be beheaded.

Then, the moment of sentencing finally arrived.

A man with a good physique and muscles walked out, holding an A4 sheet of paper, which should have shown the names of the selected individuals.

"Those who have passed the presentation, please go back directly, since the presentations are in order."

In other words, skipping a number is tantamount to a death sentence.

"number 3."

"number 12."

"number 28."

"number 39."

……

"number 92."

"number 103."

More and more people began to leave dejectedly, and the number of people had decreased by more than half. Some people were secretly wiping away tears as they left, and the overall atmosphere seemed somewhat oppressive.

Miyamoto Sei waited silently, waiting for the outcome that was to come.

"number 128."

Then he heard the verdict: he passed!

Miyamoto didn't pay attention to the several people who called afterward. The only thing he knew was that at this moment, he was overwhelmed with excitement. He had actually passed the girl group audition while dressed as a woman!

But then, a terrifying thought popped into his head.

Could it be that this woman, Risa Tenbe, already told the other examiners that she is a man? If that's the case, then her identity has already been completely exposed?

When Miyamoto Sei pulled the thoughts that were running through his mind back to reality, and most of the people around him had already left, there were only 9 candidates left in the same spot!

The elimination rate is 96.1%!

Some of the girls were secretly wiping away tears, some were so happy they didn't know what to do with their hands, and some were pretending to be calm, but the slight rise and fall of their chests had already betrayed their inner excitement.

"Please come with me, we will be signing a contract next."

The contract was, of course, the beginning of everything. Miyamoto followed the man leading the way, the same man who had just read out the names of the chosen ones, the one who looked very muscular.

“My name is Subaru Hasegawa. You can call me Hasegawa or theater manager, since this is my job.”

After a brief self-introduction, the group was led into a room where pre-prepared contracts were laid out.

The contract wasn't long, only four pages long. In addition to providing everyone with pens to sign, Hasegawa Subaru also gave them a few reminders.

"After signing this contract, you will become the ninth cohort of SKR's graduate students and will enjoy the same benefits as graduate students. However, remember to read the contract carefully. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. If you feel it is not suitable, you do not have to sign it."

After quickly reviewing the contract and confirming that there were no problems, Miyamoto Seiya signed it under her current alias, Miyamoto Nana. Her mission for the day was finally complete, and Miyamoto Seiya left the theater, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

What impressed Miyamoto the most about the entire contract was that graduate students only received 5 yen per month, and if they were absent without leave, their pay would be deducted, which was pitifully little.

However, each performance will bring in 5 yen. Although the exact number of performances is unknown, if there are many, it should be enough to supplement the family income each month.

"I've already contacted the Imperial Private Hospital, and they've sent someone to pick up your sister."

Hearing the sound coming from the side, Miyamoto looked over and saw Amagai Risa leaning against the wall.

She was wearing a tight-fitting long dress with a jacket over it, and she was still wearing her sunglasses, making it impossible to see her eyes.

Miyamoto Sei remained silent for a while, pondering what he should say, and in the end, he only had one simple word.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me, this is an agreement. At today's review meeting, you said that you wanted to become an idol because of your sister, and becoming an idol was just a side goal. Although it's not exactly a lie, I'm still a little dissatisfied."

Miyamoto stared at Amagai Risa's glasses as if he could see right through them and into her eyes.

"But isn't this what you forced me to do?"

"I just gave you a choice, I didn't force you. It's just that you chose to give your sister better treatment."

Hearing this, Miyamoto Sei couldn't refute it. Although it was coercion, it was indeed his own choice.

Temperisa tightened her coat and walked in the opposite direction. As she walked, she suddenly turned around.

"You answered the second question well, and I can tell you're sincere. Your voice imitation is also good; it's almost impossible to tell you're a man. However, you still need to continue learning how to do makeup."

Miyamoto saw the smile on the other person's face; it was an expression of relief.

"Wait a minute!" Miyamoto Sei couldn't help but take a step forward and call out, "How many people know my secret?"

Risa Amagai turned her head again, pointed at Miyamoto Sei, then at herself, and then held up two fingers.

Miyamoto felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him and leaned against the wall.

There were few people on the street, and he just quietly looked at the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

Only Risa Tenbei knows that he is a man and that Nana Miyamoto's identity is fake. In other words, he needs to be careful at all times so that no one else in the theater can discover his secret.

If it's discovered, I wonder how the news will report it.

"A perverted man dressed as a woman infiltrated a girl group with malicious intent..."

Then add your own headshot.

From then on, I would become a prominent figure in the school, and I might even be expelled from school. The thought of it was too "wonderful," so "wonderful" that it made my scalp tingle.

Chapter 6 Idol Sakagami Minami

Tuesday, October 8nd.

The school has already closed for the holidays.

She got up at 7:30, washed her face and brushed her teeth, ate breakfast and tidied up. After preparing the things she needed for makeup, Miyamoto rushed out of the house to avoid being discovered by her younger sister.

With his short, flowing hair and wearing women's clothing, no one would mistake him for a man.

I rushed out of the house at 8:30, and it took me quite a while to put on makeup.

"Oh haha!"

Yawning, Yukiko Miyamoto emerged from the bedroom, rubbing her eyes. Dressed in pink pajamas, she looked at the breakfast covered with plastic wrap on the table and gazed at Miyamoto Sei's bedroom with some confusion.

"elder brother?"

Nothing happened.

"That's strange. It's a holiday, so why are they out?"

Yukiko Miyamoto's initial drowsiness vanished completely at this moment, driven by curiosity, her eyes filled with a desire to solve the mystery.

"Could it be that he really has a girlfriend? Did he go on a date so early in the morning?"

Miyamoto arrived at the theater in a hurry, and it was almost nine o'clock.

The ninth cohort of graduate students, who were selected together, stood in the back training room, greeting each other.