I became a girl group idol for my sister.

On Monday, school was just like any other day, with students chatting idly, many lamenting the end of the weekend, and discussing other things.

Of course, there are also people who browse the web while looking at their phones.

As for Miyamoto Sei, he was, of course, the one who listened to music with only one earphone and continued to hone his singing skills.

Matsumoto Haruna came to school and seemed to be doing well. The experience on Sunday hadn't left any psychological scars on her, which Miyamoto thought was good.

Just as he was thinking this, the person he was thinking about came to him.

Looking at Matsumoto Haruna, Miyamoto looked at her with some confusion, not understanding what she wanted.

"Miyamoto-kun, I have some questions I'd like to ask you, is that alright?"

"As long as it's not too private, you can ask. If I can't answer, I choose to remain silent."

"You really do talk in a very serious manner," Matsumoto Haruna said with a smile, then asked, "Miyamoto-san, are you chasing after idols or something again?"

"Male and female?"

"female."

"No." Miyamoto Sei shook her head decisively and said, "My idols are only male."

"Huh? Only men?!" Matsumoto Haruna's mind raced as she looked at Miyamoto Sei with a strange expression. Only men? Could he like men?

"I'm a tokusatsu fan, so it's normal that my idol is Ren Kiriyama, the lead actor in Kamen Rider Fuuto Detective."

"Yes, it's normal, perfectly normal." Matsumoto Haruna nodded vigorously and breathed a sigh of relief.

I was just overthinking it. Thank goodness.

I continued to think about how I should ask.

Should I just ask if anyone in your family is an idol?

That's too direct; we should proceed step by step.

Haruna Matsumoto smiled and asked her second question.

"Miyamoto-kun, are you an only child?"

"No, I have an older sister in high school and a younger sister in junior high."

Upon hearing this answer, Matsumoto Haruna's eyes immediately lit up.

Sister! There really is a sister! I'm almost at the truth!

In that instant, Matsumoto Haruna felt as if she were witnessing the truth being revealed before her eyes, and the truth was exactly as she had guessed.

This made her very excited, so she asked her third question with that excitement in her heart.

"What has your sister been up to lately?"

At that moment, Miyamoto Sei looked at Matsumoto Haruna, who seemed to be conducting a census, and understood the other party's purpose.

This guy suspects my sister is an idol because he thinks Miyamoto Nana looks like me. Hmm, not bad judgment. But too bad, asking him is completely useless.

“There was a slight accident, and I’ve been in the hospital ever since…” Miyamoto Sei’s voice was slightly low, and his expression turned a little colder: “It’s been almost four months.”

Seeing the change in Miyamoto Sei's expression and hearing his answer, Matsumoto Haruna knew she had asked the wrong question and quickly said, "I'm sorry! I really didn't know about this..."

"It's alright. Asking this question isn't malicious, so I won't mind. But is there something you need to ask me?"

"No, it was just curiosity. I'm so sorry for the question!" After apologizing again, Matsumoto Haruna returned to her seat.

It worked! She didn't expect it to be me dressed as a woman as an idol. She thought it was my older sister. But the fact that my sister was in the hospital made her immediately dispel the idea that Miyamoto Nana had a relationship with her classmate Miyamoto. It was a really good development.

Miyamoto watched the other person leave, secretly amused.

Suddenly, a song started playing: "First Heart." Miyamoto was very familiar with this song, having sung it many times himself.

However, this song was different from the versions he usually heard. It wasn't sung by him, nor by Watanabe Hikaru, nor by Higashi Hisako and Naoki Sakurako. In other words, it had nothing to do with any of the three teams.

Most importantly, this is a version sung by a single person.

This is a cover song!

Miyamoto made a judgment in an instant.

Her voice was clear and crisp, quite cute, and she sang pretty well, with a youthful energy and charm.

However, she felt that something was missing. As an idol who was already considered qualified, Miyamoto immediately made her own judgment.

Her voice lacked genuine emotion, and coupled with the fact that she probably hadn't experienced the constant backstage work, her grasp of the lyrics wasn't quite there either.

However, regardless of the circumstances, the cover singer did a pretty good job. Miyamoto Sei also realized that he was judging the song by the standards of an idol, which was too high and inappropriate for this kind of cover.

Moreover, listening to others cover songs that you've sung on stage, or even performed on large stages, gives you a strange sense of satisfaction.

Although he knew that the person singing this song was most likely a fan of Team R, or even a die-hard fan of Watanabe Hikaru.

"This...this song? It's from the Shibuya Public Hall concert a few days ago. I really liked it, so I learned a little bit of it. It shouldn't be too bad, right..."

A while after the song ended, someone seemed to have asked a question about the song. A slightly scared and evasive voice came from the phone. Miyamoto was slightly taken aback. Was it related to his performance?

The feeling of exhilaration intensified.

It turns out it wasn't Hikaru who was looking at it, but me... I'm really embarrassed, but it also shows you have good taste.

Miyamoto thought to himself, and suddenly felt a little smug.

No, I need to see who this person with such good taste is!

But judging from her shy voice, is she trying to be a timid girl by doing live streams?

Thinking this, he stood up, went behind the classmate who was playing music on speakerphone, and peeked out.

He discovered that the other person was watching a live stream on the Niconico streaming platform. The streamer's face wasn't showing; the only thing visible was that the streamer was playing a game, which appeared to be an obscure or unpopular game. There were only about eight viewers.

The comments on the screen were mostly things like "She sang really well".

"Thank you everyone for your support. I really love the song that Nana-chan and the others sang. It was amazing!"

The anchor let out a soft laugh; it was clear she was happy to be praised.

Miyamoto looked at the name, Angetsuji Shishi. Judging from the name, she should be a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer. However, judging from her reaction, if it's not her character setting, then she seems to have some social anxiety.

So Miyamoto took out his phone, registered a Nico Nico account, topped up his account, sent a 2000 yen gift, and then sent a comment saying "You sang well, keep it up!" before instantly logging out, all in one smooth motion, without even letting the other person react.

This person has such a great eye; of course they deserve encouragement!

Chapter 79 We'll Take It

"Speaking of which, when Ogi was asked to be the center, she came to me and even cried."

As she spoke, Risa Tempera took a small sip of her coffee.

"It's hard to believe she could be like that, even though she always had such a cool demeanor when she was talking to me." Miyamoto muttered to himself, recalling his previous interactions with Higashikuze Ogiko.

From the first time we met, she had the air of a senior, someone reliable, and she didn't talk much. If this were a game, she would be a cool and aloof older sister type.

Then Amabe Risa tells him that the former Higashikuze Ogiko was not like this, which is really hard to imagine.

“She seems quite cheerful when she’s with her friends, so I guess she wants to show off her senior status in front of you.” Risa Tenbei thought for a moment, “I think that’s probably the reason. She probably thinks you’re pretty good.”

"Because they thought I was good, they treated me like a very strict senior?"

Miyamoto Sei analyzed Amagai Risa's words briefly and looked at her with some surprise.

"Wait, she knows I'm a guy, and she still thinks I'm pretty good?"

"Does thinking you're good have anything to do with whether you're a man or a woman? It's simply related to whether you're an idol or not. Don't forget, you're now the center of the SKR girl group's team, Nana Miyamoto."

Miyamoto didn't even bother to refute Amagai Risa's words. He wasn't there to talk about these things; he had other matters to attend to.

"By the way, when will the CD single for the graduate students be ready?"

"I will naturally abide by the graduate student's CD single. I'm still thinking about the lyrics. A song for graduate students really needs to be thought about carefully." When Tenbei Lisa said this, her face looked a little unpleasant, as if something was stuck in her throat.

"You're experiencing writer's block?" Miyamoto Sei narrowed his eyes.

"I'm temporarily lacking some inspiration."

Miyamoto laughed: "You really did get writer's block!"

Risa Amagai's expression changed, and she suddenly said, "If you can get into the general election this time, you might as well dance naked in front of everyone. That way you'll definitely raise people's profile."

Miyamoto chuckled: "Isn't this general election next June? I won't be around anymore, so why would I participate in the general election? Besides, I would never do such a thing."

"Then I might as well add some swimsuit scenes to the CD singles, and arrange for some sexy swimsuits while I'm at it."

"Hey!"

Miyamoto Sei's eyes widened, then he bowed silently.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I was wrong!"

“Alright, I wouldn’t go that far. Besides, just go back and explain to them that I’m writing lyrics, it shouldn’t be too long…” Temperisa said, yawning, “I reckon I can finish in another night or two…”

One or two nights?

Miyamoto glanced at the coffee on the table, then at Amagai Risa who kept yawning, and frowned slightly.

"Wait, how long have you been staying up all night?"

"Not much, only two days." Yawning again, Temperisa reached for her coffee. "I once stayed up for three days straight when I was working on a manuscript!"