I became a girl group idol for my sister.

"If fans are actually willing to shake hands, doesn't that mean they really have the talent to be idols?"

"Because it means they've already successfully attracted a group of people to become their fans?"

“That’s not what I meant. You might want to think about it and maybe you’ll understand what I mean,” said Risa Tenbei, no longer explaining what she had said.

So you're playing the riddle-maker again? I hate riddle-makers!

Miyamoto secretly despised Amagai Risa's behavior of not making things clear.

"So, if you want to leave, just attend this handshake event and complete the CD release, and you can leave. I won't stop you."

"I see."

Miyamoto nodded, then left Amagai Risa's office without lingering.

Looking at the closed door, Tenbe Risa remained silent for a moment, then closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.

"If you don't truly want to become an idol, you won't be able to stick with this industry..."

After finishing her self-talk, she looked at her computer, which displayed some newly uploaded videos.

The video shows graduate students dancing in the local commercial square.

Unlike the previous ones, the newly uploaded videos only feature 15 people, with Miyamoto Sei missing.

[While Nana is indeed very strong as the Center, Miyu is also quite capable.]

[Yes, it's only been a few times, but the improvement compared to the first time is enormous!]

[I've watched this child grow up, and compared to when she was little, the light in her eyes now is so bright!]

[They each have their own strengths. Both Nana and Miyu have their own unique qualities. However, I personally prefer Nana. When Nana is the center, the whole team seems more energetic.]

[So you could say that when Miyu was the center, the team seemed gentler, or even cuter.]

The discussion was relatively harmonious, and it was clear that fans had accepted Miyu Nagayasu as the temporary replacement for Miyamoto Sei.

“Your actions are basically telling me that you don’t want to do this anymore and that you want to leave, aren’t they, Miyamoto Nana?”

Chapter Seventy-Two: An Unexpected Entrustment [Part Two]

Team K's performance is on November 12th, which is Saturday.

In the pitch-black arena, the green light sticks are the only ones shining. Apart from the red light sticks for trainees, the SKR girl group actually has its own support colors, such as pink for Team S, green for Team K, and blue for Team R.

As the first song began, the fans in the venue started shouting, their shouts matching the rhythm of the music, releasing a fighting roar in time with the beat.

"tiger! fire! cyber! fiber! diver! viber! JaJa!"

Four consecutive beats, dancing along with the music, raising both hands high like the wind, gentle yet powerful, as if about to kick out, the right leg rising, the graceful curve tracing through the air.

As a substitute for Naoki Sakurako, the center of Team K, Miyamoto Sei was standing on the stage with Ito Tomomi and Mimori Saika, and he was in the center position.

As the three performed, the others also came out from the surrounding area and quickly formed a team of sixteen.

"do you remember?

"I've gotten used to this stage."

"But, my teammates, they didn't notice that even amidst all that privilege and their playful antics, there are always so many people they need to protect..."

The singing started, and it was completely different from the feeling of Team S and Team R. Team K's dancing was so synchronized and so powerful that it seemed as if everyone had become one, as if they were a single entity.

"Naoki Sakurako didn't come this time? Isn't her position a substitute for a research student?"

“I know that person. She’s the center of the graduate student team. Her name is Miyamoto Nana.”

"It seems you've had a lot of training. You can keep up with the movements of the regular team members, and it doesn't look like you're putting in that much effort."

"She has already served as a substitute for both Team S and Team R, and both times she served as the Center. Although she is still a graduate student, this treatment is not a problem as if she were a full member, right?"

"I think strength is the key. I heard he's a ninth-generation member. He didn't know anything at the beginning, but he grew rapidly to where he is now. His talent is monstrous, isn't it?"

There were quiet conversations from the audience, but those conversations gradually disappeared. At this moment, there was no need for conversation; all that was needed was to watch the performance on stage and shout along with the rhythm of the dance.

The unified dance on stage speaks for itself, and the waves of energy flowing with the rhythm from the audience speak for themselves. There is no need for doubt, only appreciation, only becoming one with it.

Miyamoto Sei, standing at the very front, felt the energy most intensely from the passion emanating from these people—the fans in front and the teammates behind, all releasing their own power.

These forces collide and react with each other, unleashing even more powerful effects.

That was a momentum many times stronger than that in the dance studio. If I hadn't had the experience of Team S and Team R, I might have been swallowed up by this endless flow of lava, like a volcanic eruption.

Because this is Team K, it's not just about unity, it's about passion!

A passionate person, of course, must unleash unprecedented power through shouting!

Miyamoto Sei's dance displayed its power and passion at this moment. She was like the water in the torrent called Team K, flowing forward like a mountain flood, unstoppable.

After a total of thirteen songs, Miyamoto and the others said goodbye to their fans before returning backstage.

Mimori Saika didn't smile; she simply picked up the water bottle and took a small sip.

"Not bad, Nana, you danced very well!" Ito Tomomi patted Miyamoto Sei on the back, making him stop in his tracks: "You'd be perfect for Team K!"

“Yeah, Nana-chan is perfect for Team K. How about coming to our team sometime?” Shiigishi Minami immediately chimed in, blinking her eyes as if she had thought of something funny: “If it were really possible, I’d love to see Apple’s expression then.”

"That depends on the producer's opinion, right? You can't decide which team you can join on your own, can you?" Miyamoto chuckled and asked casually.

"We will still solicit opinions, and then group members based on their opinions and individual characteristics. So if you want to come to K, I think you still have a good chance."

Misaki Itsuki walked up. She was about the same height as Miyamoto Sei, only a little shorter. At least she didn't have to look up to see Miyamoto Sei's eyes.

As Misaki Gowa spoke, he suddenly frowned slightly.

"I always feel that Nana is a lot like a boy!"

Did she figure it out?!

Miyamoto was startled by these words and almost took a step back. However, he was no longer a novice and had experienced a lot. He immediately retaliated.

"Huh? Really? Although I said on stage that I'm a boy, Misaki-senpai looks more like a boy than me. After all, he's so handsome, it's really exciting!"

"Right, right? Wuhe is so cool, I feel like I'll never be able to graduate from Wuhe!"

"Nana-chan, let me tell you, Itsuki's male attire is incredibly handsome, so handsome that it makes you think, 'I wish she were a boy!'"

Instantly, this statement garnered widespread approval.

Miyamoto was about to compliment the other person's handsome appearance again when he suddenly heard a sound like a giant wave coming from the scene.

On the screen that shows the stage, the audience moves in unison, waving their light sticks and shouting to cheer on their idols.

"Add! Add! Add Mimori!"

"I believe in you! That's why I added you!"

Don't be discouraged!

"We are on your side!"

No one chose to leave; they remained in the arena, shouting for Mimori Saika, who had been held responsible due to media reports.

Miyamoto looked at the person being shouted at. Mimori Saika looked at the screen above and listened to the sound coming from the speaker. Her eyes welled up with tears.

Just as Miyamoto Sei said, the fans provided the answer; they are her true fans who support her.

"So, aren't they the ones who should be held responsible by idols?"

Miyamoto whispered in her ear.

"Everyone believes in you!"

"Don't carry this alone anymore, we're a team!"

The team members joined in, which caused tears that were already starting to flow uncontrollably, streaming down their cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

"Everyone's shouting Caijia's name. The next encore is 'Turning into Rolling Stones,' is that alright?!" Hasegawa Subaru barged in and loudly asked the crowd.

"no problem!"

As soon as the group finished speaking, Tomomi Ito looked at Miyamoto Sei.

"But Nana hasn't trained before, and this isn't on the setlist. Is that alright?"

"No problem, senior. I know all the representative songs from those teams, and I've already practiced them!"

Miyamoto Sei revealed a confident smile.

"Alright, let's get ready quickly, don't keep the audience waiting too long!" Subaru Hasegawa said immediately, then glanced at Sayaka Mimori: "Sayaka, the fans are all calling for you, at least smile at them!"

"Yes, Mr. Hasegawa, I understand!"

As Mimori Sayaka spoke, she wiped away her tears, touched up her makeup slightly, and quickly went to the front desk with the others.

Even before they got on stage, just a short distance away, you could hear the fans' clear shouts.

"Add! Add! Add Mimori!"

"Add! Add! Add Mimori!"

As long as Mimori can't add anything, they will keep shouting until they are truly disappointed.

At that moment, incredibly rousing music resounded, and as the music began, everyone knew what song was coming next.

Passion was reignited at this moment, bursting forth like gunpowder meeting a spark!