I became a girl group idol for my sister.

So he grabbed his backpack and turned to walk outside.

"Where are you going?" Sachiko Hane asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm going to the restroom to change. I'm not comfortable changing in front of other people, sorry!"

After leaving behind those words, Miyamoto Sei rushed out the door and disappeared.

"Strange, so shy?" Shimada Yurina stroked her chin, a look of interest on her face. "Could it be because it's too small, so you're afraid to let anyone see it?"

Then someone refuted that.

"Maybe she's hiding her large breasts. Sometimes people with very big breasts can feel insecure."

Miyamoto rushed into the bathroom, closed the stall door, quickly changed his clothes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed open the door, grabbed his backpack, and walked out, feeling relaxed and even starting to hum a song because he had escaped a crisis.

"You're a new graduate student, right? You can't sing like this. Not to mention your breath control is unstable, you haven't even mastered the most basic techniques, and you haven't even learned how to breathe properly."

You sing really well, but I'm terrible at it.

With a hint of displeasure on her face, Miyamoto looked at the person who spoke and found that it was a girl who was much shorter than herself.

However, upon seeing the face of the girl with the long ponytail, Miyamoto immediately forgot all his displeasure.

Although the girl was shorter than her, she was far more experienced. Not only in terms of experience, but more importantly, her singing ability was far superior to hers.

Team S's captain, Minami Sakagami!

This is a veteran who has been here since the first season. His status is not just that of a formal member. He has been in the top eight in several selections, and the top eight are called gods.

In other words, the other party is one of the top-tier individuals in the idol profession.

To think that she would meet such a person here, even though they are now in the same company, was enough to make Miyamoto very happy. Most importantly, the other person pointed out the problems with her singing.

Without the slightest hesitation, Miyamoto Sei threw his bag aside and rushed forward, bowing deeply to Sakagami Minami.

"Sakagami-senpai, please, please teach me how to sing!"

"Eh? This..."

Startled by this sudden action, Sakagami Minami looked at the junior who treated her like a yakuza boss, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

For his sister's sake, he had to stay in the girl group!

We'll stay until my sister recovers and wakes up!

Therefore, I can risk everything!

Miyamoto Sei's heart was filled with the courage to move forward, and he spoke his thoughts in a tone of fearlessness.

"If bowing isn't enough, I'll kneel down if you want, Sakagami-senpai!"

"No, no, it's not necessary, you don't need to kneel down to me!" Sakagami Minami quickly waved her hand to prevent the person in front of her from actually kneeling down: "I promise you, I promise you!"

"Thank you so much, Sakagami-senpai!"

Seeing the other person's burning gaze fixed on him, Sakagami Minato couldn't help but take a step back.

"Just call me Nan. What about you? How should I address you?"

"Miyamoto Nana, just call me Nana, Minami-senpai!"

Standing up straight, Miyamoto Sei tried his best not to do anything out of line, just like a junior meeting a senior in a club.

"Relax, relax, don't be so reserved. You're making me feel reserved too..."

Sighing, Sakagami Minami looked at Miyamoto Sei's clothes.

"You're planning to go to dance practice, right? Hurry up, it wouldn't be good if you missed the graduate student performance." Sakagami Minami thought for a moment, "As for singing practice, let me think... are you free after get off work at seven?"

"Yes! Senior Nan, even if there's no time, we'll create time!"

"Pfft!" Sakagami Minami couldn't help but laugh at Miyamoto Sei's reaction. She wiped away her tears of laughter and said, "Okay, go ahead and go, Nana-chan."

Goodbye, Senior Nan!

Waving goodbye, picking up her bag and leaving, Miyamoto Sei still couldn't suppress the excitement that had just happened.

I never expected that Sakagami Minami, an idol of T0 level who I thought would be hard to approach, would be such an approachable person in real life, seemingly not much different from her stage persona.

Chapter Seven: Terrifying Training

Miyamoto carefully entered the dance studio. Everyone else had already changed their clothes, and when they saw Miyamoto come in, they all looked at him.

"W-What are you doing?" Miyamoto looked at the inquisitive gazes of the crowd and felt as if he were being watched by some carnivorous animal.

These guys are all staring at my chest!

"Indeed, it's very small."

Yurina Shimada glanced at Miyamoto Sei's chest and smiled.

"It's a rare resource!"

"Alright, let's get to training. You don't have that much time to daydream." Sachiko Hane clapped her hands, urging everyone on.

"Yes!"

"is teacher!"

They quickly lined up, and a group of people watched Sachiko Hane in front of them, imitating her movements little by little.

Following the rhythm of the music, he quietly counted 1234. Miyamoto felt that he was swaying like a bear rather than dancing.

"Don't tense your body so much, it will affect your dancing. Also, don't go too slow, don't go slower than the music, otherwise you'll lose the rhythm!"

Once Sachiko Hane started teaching dance, she immediately became extremely serious. She pointed out everyone's shortcomings little by little, while constantly demonstrating her dance moves.

"Look carefully, you can't step too far to the right here, or you might step on the person next to you. And if your speeds are inconsistent, it could cause an accident. Do you want to crash into each other?!"

Miyamoto tried hard to adapt to this state. Even though he had learned a little bit of the Heavenly Demon Dance, he had only learned it in name. Over the years, he had never actually used the so-called Heavenly Demon Dance.

The dance he's learning now is new, or rather, this is the first time in all these years, including his past life and this one, that he's truly learning dance.

"Miss Miyamoto, you're moving too forcefully. While dancing does require strength, this kind of reckless approach won't work!"

"The amplitude is too large; try to reduce it as much as possible!"

"Miss Yong'an, where's your left hand? Don't forget, you're holding the microphone. You're supposed to dance and sing at the same time, so don't take your left hand away while singing!"

Miyu Nagasu weakly said "I'm sorry" and "I apologize," and tried her best to raise her sore left hand again. Miyamoto Sei also tried her best to control her left hand. Holding her left hand up for a long time, and jumping around, was very physically demanding.

Don't let their delicate appearance fool you; their level of physical activity far surpasses that of a shut-in who never leaves the house.

After two hours of training, when teacher Sachiko Hane shouted "Stop," Miyamoto's legs ached, and he felt like he was about to kneel down.

Several girls from the same class around him were already kneeling on the ground, their clothes soaked with sweat, all panting heavily. For a moment, the only sound in the dance studio was the sound of panting.

If you close your eyes, a completely different scene might appear in your mind.

Miyamoto glanced furtively at the graduate students who had been training alongside him and even earlier than the rest of them. He noticed that although they were also panting, they were doing quite well, and their sweat was noticeably less than his own.

Especially Mika Komatsu, who was the center, was almost completely dry, as if she hadn't participated in the training session at all.

But that's impossible, because the other person was also dancing, dancing very seriously, and displaying excellent posture. Miyamoto Sei saw it clearly just now.

Amazing!

Even though we're both in research institutes, we, as the ninth cohort, are not on the same level as them at all!

The ninth research institute performance is in a month. If we don't get this opportunity, Risa Amagai might stop paying for her sister's medical expenses...

No, I have to work harder!

Miyamoto supported himself and stood up again, clenching his fists tightly.

"You can rest now. I also have some things to do and will be leaving for the next few days. However, the ninth generation still needs to practice more. Their current level is not good enough to go on stage."

As Sachiko Hane spoke, she looked at Mika Komatsu.

"Miss Komatsu, is it alright to leave the task of instructing them to you?"

"Teacher, leave it to me." Mika Komatsu smiled and said, "I will take good care of these lovely juniors."

Seeing Komatsu Mika's bright smile and knowing that there was a senior she could ask for advice, Miyamoto secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps this graduate student's center was a fairly easy person to get along with.

"Alright, let's take a break for a bit. After a ten-minute break, I'll continue to guide everyone in the ninth cohort!"

Mika Komatsu addressed the ninth-generation students, which caused a group of ninth-generation classmates to look on in disbelief.

"No, really? Do we have to continue training?" Shimada Yurina whispered to Miyamoto Sei and Nagayasu Miyu.

"Come on, Yurina-chan! We're not good at anything right now, so we can only rely on training..." Miyu Nagayasu whispered to Yurina Shimada to cheer her on.

Seeing Miyu's face flushed from the intense exercise, and her figure accentuated by the sweat clinging to her clothes, Yurina Shimada hugged her from behind.

"Hehehe, let me replenish Miyu-chan's energy!"

"No, don't do this, it's weird!"

Despite her resistance, Miyu Nagasu made Yurina Shimada let out even more "hehehehe".

Miyamoto, watching this scene from the side, couldn't help but feel a little envious. It was such a beautiful sight, but he couldn't do anything about it, after all, he was a real boy.

"Nana-chan has a great figure too, especially her waist, it's so enviable!"