I became a girl group idol for my sister.

Are some of my changes really that obvious?

Or perhaps she actually has a very strong ability to observe?

Miyamoto thought to himself, then shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I just figured out a few things, or rather, I figured out my plans for the future in the short term."

"That's fine then. Since you've said so, I won't worry about it anymore. If anything comes up, you can contact me." She shook her phone slightly and walked to the vanity table to carefully check her makeup.

"Team of graduate students!"

Hasegawa Subaru, who suddenly barged in, frowned slightly as he looked at the group of people chatting.

"Even though it's time to rest, don't be so lazy. Get a good rest and recharge your energy!"

No one paid attention to what he said. Miyamoto asked with some confusion, "Mr. Hasegawa, is there something you need?"

"After today's four performances, go to the costume room. Ms. Kayano has something for you."

Upon hearing this, the group of people immediately became very energetic.

"Eh?!"

"A new stage outfit?"

"Wouldn't it be incredibly cute?"

"I think it should be really cool, after all, we're Sengoku girls, aren't we?"

Watching the group of girls chatter incessantly, Subaru Hasegawa sighed and shook his head: "Anyway, remember, don't keep Ms. Kayano waiting too long, understand?"

"Yes, I understand!"

"We'll head over right after the high-five session ends!"

Clearly, these people wanted to go there now, rather than waiting for the high-five session after the fourth performance.

After the fourth performance, Miyamoto and the others went to the costume room, where they found Ms. Kayano sketching designs.

"Miss Kayano!"

"Kayano-san!"

A group of people immediately shouted. Even though they were just graduate students, they knew one thing very well: if they wanted to get nice clothes in the future, they would have to curry favor with the woman in front of them.

After all, she was in charge of designing everyone's clothes.

"You're here! Come on, come on, try on the clothes!" Ms. Kayano smiled as soon as she saw the group of graduate students approaching.

She was already on the heavier side, and with that smile, she looked exceptionally kind and approachable.

As she spoke, she pointed to a rack on the side, where clothes were displayed, all of which were clearly newly designed, and the most impressive thing was that each style was different.

"These were designed based on each of your individual characteristics. When Ms. Tenbei asked you to prepare for the performance, she had me start preparing new clothes, which means she believed from the beginning that you would definitely be able to successfully complete the task."

Ms. Kayano said with a smile, then thought for a moment.

"Maybe even if you fail, she'll still compose a new song for you. After all, Teacher Tenbei is probably aiming for you to fail. She'll definitely say something like, 'Failure is also a very important experience, an indispensable experience for idols.'"

Listening to Ms. Kayano's mutterings, the graduate students couldn't help but laugh. It was very amusing to see someone talking about Risa Amagai, the person in charge.

Each person had their name inside the clothes, and the group quickly found their own. Although the styles were different, they were all kimonos, and in a more retro style.

Miyamoto received a kimono with purple butterflies and sunflowers sewn on it. Overall, it looked very sunny, but perhaps because of the purple butterflies, it also had a dreamlike feel, with a slight sense of unreality.

Fortunately, with a kimono, you don't have to take off all your clothes underneath. You quickly change into the clothes, and then help each other tie the obi (the sash of a woman's kimono). Then you start applying makeup, which is done by a professional.

"Huh? Do I have to use such a bright red lipstick?" Miyamoto asked, somewhat surprised, looking at the lipstick she was applying.

"This is essential; it's designed to match the kimono, and everything has been specially designed, so please rest assured." The professional makeup artist gave Miyamoto a confident smile.

So, after letting the other party dress them up, Miyamoto and the others finally stood in front of the dressing mirror.

In the mirror, a graceful young girl stands with her hair down, wearing a light-colored kimono, with purple butterflies fluttering among the sunflowers.

With slightly thick eyeliner and upturned eyelashes, her face was elegant, and her bright red lips stood out against her white skin, giving her an almost bewitching quality.

Is this really me?!

For a moment, Miyamoto found it hard to believe that the woman in the mirror was herself. Even though she had dressed as a woman so many times, she still couldn't connect this woman, who exuded a magical aura, with herself.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he even had the feeling that "this woman is definitely not human."

"As expected of Ms. Amagai, after doing as she said, I really feel a difference!" Ms. Kayano looked at Miyamoto Sei with a satisfied expression: "Great job, you're all great! Going out like this will definitely attract a lot of attention!"

Miyamoto tried to pull his attention away from himself and looked at the others.

It has to be said that each person has their own unique characteristics, and there are kimonos ranging from pink to blue and purple, each matching the characteristics of the individual. From cute to elegant, Ms. Kayano truly deserves her reputation as someone who has been designing costumes for SKR. Even though she is only a graduate student, she has successfully grasped everything.

However, what's a bit puzzling is why the makeup needs to be done now?

"Alright, you can leave now. You can go for a stroll or have some fun. Although it's already past nine o'clock, it's Christmas Day, and the streets outside must be very festive!"

Ms. Kayano spoke to the group.

This made the graduate students even more confused, wondering what exactly was going on.

"But if I go out like this, my clothes..."

"It's alright, it's alright, go ahead, but be careful not to stay out too late. Remember to be back around eleven o'clock!" Ms. Kayano said, thus shooing a group of graduate students who still couldn't figure out what was going on out of the dressing room.

The group looked at each other, and just then, Miyamoto Sei suddenly laughed.

Let's go play!

"Eh? Going out to play? But Nana-chan, isn't this inappropriate? We're wearing very expensive clothes!" Miyu Nagayasu quickly said.

"I'm not talking about playing around. I mean, we can go for a walk in the streets, visit a shrine or something, or sit under a Christmas tree or something. There are plenty of things we can do, aren't there? So relax. Since Ms. Kayano said we can go out and have fun, then it's definitely fine!"

Miyamoto continued.

At that moment, Mika Komatsu seemed to have thought of something as well.

"Yes, that's great. It's rare to have everyone here today, so let's all go out for a stroll. There should be fewer people on the streets at this time of day, so we can relax a bit!"

She also made the suggestion with a smile.

With the current center's suggestion and the former center's agreement, the group looked at each other and finally burst into laughter.

"Then let's go shopping together!"

"It's so wonderful to be able to go out wearing such beautiful clothes!"

Miyamoto and Komatsu exchanged a knowing smile, both understanding what the other was thinking.

Chapter 85 MV Shooting

There were indeed far fewer people on the streets. A Christmas tree was decorated in the middle of the road, covered with brightly lit ornaments. Couples were sitting on benches by the roadside, holding hot milk tea, looking like conjoined twins, unwilling to be separated.

The girls walked down the street, wearing kimonos, yet they blended perfectly with the surrounding atmosphere, without any sense of incongruity.

"Looking at those people, it feels like they've come here from the Edo period."

Some faint sounds reached everyone's ears. Even though they didn't seem out of place, walking in a kimono on Christmas night, especially in Akihabara, was indeed quite unusual.

Perhaps because they haven't truly become top stars yet, no one recognizes them as the graduate students of the SKR girl group, who are currently active idols.

The girls were all smiling. Although they didn't have any "boyfriends" or anything like that to accompany them this Christmas, they were all walking together on the street, wearing such nice clothes, and of course they were happy.

Miyamoto glanced behind him discreetly and saw someone following him in the shadows, holding a small digital video camera.

"I knew it, let's follow." Mika Komatsu looked ahead, her voice very soft, her eyes looking left and right as if she were saying something like, "That place is so beautiful."

"Yes, Teacher Tianbei's plan is quite good. If we capture some good scenes, we can use them directly as footage for a CD single. For people who don't really know how to act, the genuine emotions in daily life will be more effective."

Miyamoto Seya replied in a low voice.

He then looked at a snack stall not far away and shouted, "Want to get some cotton candy?"

“Yes, yes, yes!”

"Okay!"

"I want apple candy!"

So, led by Miyamoto Sei, a group of people shouted and walked towards the stall.

With training temporarily put aside, the encouragement of CD singles, and the fact that it's Christmas and she's wearing new clothes, the happy atmosphere reached its peak when she received delicious snacks.

"Let me try your apple candy!"

"Stop! That's mine!"

The noisy atmosphere made it hard to tell that these people were actually idols. They played around, exclaimed, and chased each other, the only constant being the incredibly happy smiles on their faces.

"Nana-chan! And Mika-chan! Come play with us!"

Her hand was taken, and she was pulled over directly. Shimada Yurina was like a happy ghost who never gets tired, pulling the two people standing outside into the crowd as well.

Although she knew someone was secretly filming her, Miyamoto put that aside for a moment. Spending a happy Christmas with everyone was the most important thing to do right now.

So he reached out and snatched a French fry from the large bag of fries in Nanbe Rika's hand, then stuffed it into his mouth.

"Oh no, my fries!"

Miyamoto Sei stood tall and proud.