I became a girl group idol for my sister.

"Going out to play late at night is always fun, but I'm still afraid of being discovered by my parents."

“Yes, yes, yes, while playing, we also had to listen to see if they were awake. If they were awake, we had to pretend to be asleep quickly, otherwise we would definitely get scolded if we were found out.” Gong Si said, his eyes, which had been squinting, opened slightly: “Those days were always very happy.”

As she spoke, she glanced to the side, where Yoko Amami was hurriedly walking out with tea and snacks.

"I'm always worried about this child. She's too timid. Even as the only shrine maiden, she doesn't dare to talk to the guests who come to worship. Being too obedient won't do."

Is it really okay for me to say these things to a stranger?

"I think this is quite good. The Heavenly Maiden Shrine Maiden looks very sincere, so she seems to be the most suitable person to serve as a link between humans and gods. She is definitely the kind of person who will listen carefully to the guests' feelings."

"You believe in God?" The old man looked at Miyamoto Sei, his eyes, though cloudy, seemed to see through everything.

"I think so, but whether it is or not, it doesn't have much to do with me. If I were to talk to the Heavenly Maiden Shrine Maiden and tell her what's on my mind, it wouldn't be so much that I hope she would convey it to the gods, but rather that I simply want to find someone to express my thoughts."

"Your tea and snacks." Just then, Yoko Amami placed the tea and snacks in front of Miyamoto Sei. Miyamoto Sei took the tea and snacks and smiled at the girl: "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome!" she said hurriedly, then continued to hand out the tea and snacks to the others.

At this moment, Miyamoto looked at the old man.

"At this moment, God is actually the link between ordinary people and shrine maidens. It is because of God that I chose to communicate with shrine maidens. So even if God does not exist, God has his own meaning at this moment."

“It seems agreeing to let you come was the right thing to do. In that case, have a good chat with the shrine maiden, young idol.” The old woman said, standing up and walking inside. Just as she was about to enter the house, she suddenly turned around: “You can take pictures of her if you want, I, as her guardian, give my permission!”

Seeing the old man's smile, a thought flashed through Miyamoto's mind. He paused for a moment, then immediately stood up and walked towards the staff.

Chapter 88 Games and Photography

"This won't do, will it?" The staff member seemed a bit overwhelmed after hearing Miyamoto's words.

"Please, if it's about the permit, I can handle it. The priest also said the guardian has given permission." Miyamoto said immediately. "As for the shrine maiden Amanome, I think I can talk to her and ask her to agree to help."

"But even if we agree, if she doesn't act well, it might cause problems with the final single. It wouldn't be good to film it and then delete her, would it?"

"In this regard, I think you are more professional than me. As long as she is willing to film, but filming without her knowing, wouldn't that be fine?"

Miyamoto said with a grin. Looking at Miyamoto's smile, the man who was a staff member shook his head, looking quite helpless.

"Okay, but we must get permission, the signed kind, because the girl is an ordinary person and can't be filmed casually."

"Okay, I'll get it done right away!"

Miyamoto left, first going to the place where the old man was inside the shrine.

The old man smiled as he looked at Miyamoto Sei who had entered.

"Is it for my signature?"

"Yes."

"Take it. If this can make her more confident and more open, I think it will be worth it."

The old man took out the prepared authorization letter and handed it to Miyamoto Sei.

The document above details the permit granted for photographing the shrine maidens at Huichuan Shrine today.

So you already knew I would come looking for her? You're right, experience counts.

Miyamoto smiled, said goodbye to the old man, and then walked out. Now, the only person he needed to persuade was Yoko Amamiya.

Although there weren't any visitors specifically coming to worship at the shrine, but rather a group of people working on filming a music video, Yoko Amami still dutifully did her job.

At this time of year's end, the shrine maiden is required to keep watch.

"Miss Amaneme," Miyamoto Sei called out as he approached her by her surname.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Miyamoto?" Amamiya looked at Miyamoto Sei who was walking towards her. Perhaps because she was facing a stranger, or perhaps because she was facing her idol, she seemed very nervous, and her voice was very soft.

"There's something I'd like to confirm with Ms. Amatsume." Miyamoto Sei stood naturally in front of Amatsume Yoko, his tone unusually amiable: "You were willing to let us film here this time, perhaps hoping to increase the shrine's visibility, right?"

Yoko Amami looked at the woman in front of her, a woman named Nana Miyamoto. Of course, she knew the woman's name, because she had seen the woman's performance at the Shibuya Public Hall. She was so dazzling, a completely different person from herself.

Miyamoto Nana is the shining sun, while I am just a nobody who can't emit any light.

Standing in front of this person, she couldn't help but feel a little inferior.

"Want to give it a try?" the other person suddenly asked.

"Try what?" Yoko Amami asked with some doubt, her voice very low. She even felt that her heartbeat was louder than her voice.

"Let's see how you look on camera. After all, you'll be taking over as the head priest here in the future, so you'll be one with the shrine. Promoting the shrine definitely requires a shrine maiden to appear on camera!"

"Eh?! Me? I, I, I can't do it!" Shaking her head frantically, Yoko Amami never expected that the person in front of her would want her to appear on camera: "I, I'm the kind of person..."

She spoke softly, as scenes from the past flashed through her mind.

"What's wrong? I think you're perfect for it." Miyamoto smiled and pointed to a stone bench. "Don't be nervous. Let's sit over there for a while and talk while we're sitting."

"Okay, okay." Yoko Amami accepted Miyamoto Sei's suggestion somewhat passively, and then sat down on the stone bench next to her, while Miyamoto Sei sat on the other side, just looking at her.

The other person's eyes were fixed on her, with a gentle smile, and just looking at that smile, one felt as if they were about to fall into it.

Looking into those eyes, Yoko Amami's tense heart calmed down a little, but for some reason, she was drawn to those eyes and didn't want to look away.

"Although I think Miss Amami is very photogenic, there's nothing I can do if you object. Even though we've already obtained the chief priest's approval, it's ultimately your choice to act in this role."

Miyamoto's words startled the girl.

"Grandma has agreed!"

She seemed surprised, as if she could hardly imagine that the priest would agree to this.

Immediately, she looked extremely distressed, her delicate little face furrowed in worry: "Although Grandma wants me to go... but... but I definitely can't do it!"

Find out where the problem lies, and then solve it. Wouldn't that solve everything?

Miyamoto Sei pondered this silently, then asked, "Could you tell me why?"

"Because I'm so ordinary, I don't dare to speak when facing other people. If I stand in front of the camera like this, I'll definitely make a mess of things!"

She's too timid, and unlike Miyu, who, despite her timidity, harbors the ambition to become an idol and is willing to work hard to overcome her weaknesses, Amatsume... no, wait, she also has her own goals...

"Miss Amamiya, what do you think of Huichuan Shrine? Have you ever considered taking over the position of chief priest?"

"I..." After a long silence, she slowly said, "I want to become the priestess, but I... I'm not good enough. Someone more capable should take over! I'm unqualified for either the position of priestess or the position of priestess..."

"Let me tell you, training in the dance troupe is actually very tough. Every day we have to repeat the same things over and over again. We train for several hours a day. Sometimes we've already finished get off work, but in order to perform better on stage, we have to voluntarily continue training. Many times we practice until 10 p.m.."

When Yoko Amami saw Nana Miyamoto suddenly talking about their practice sessions, she didn't interrupt but quietly looked at her and listened attentively.

"I'm so tired, really very tired."

Miyamoto sighed as he spoke.

"And sometimes I have to perform substitute service, which means I have to learn the dances and other related skills in a short period of time. The time is even more compressed. When I was performing substitute service in Tema R, I was so tired that I developed a fever on the day of the performance and collapsed backstage after the show."

"This...this is too terrifying!"

Yoko Amami opened her small mouth slightly, clearly shocked by this training method.

“Yeah, it’s scary, isn’t it? But actually, I don’t hate this kind of training…” Miyamoto laughed: “Because it’s my own choice. When I see the fans laughing and cheering in the audience, I feel a kind of power in my body, and this power supports me to keep going.”

Yoko Amami looked at the smile on the person's face, a smile so radiant, and then the person said to her, "Just seeing how happy the fans are makes me feel very satisfied."

"The fans have always been supporting Ms. Miyamoto."

"Yes, that's how it is, but today, the Heavenly Maiden Shrine Maiden did help me out, didn't she?"

"Huh? Did I do something?"

Yoko Amami looked at Miyamoto Sei with a puzzled expression, wondering what he meant.

She simply chatted with the other person for a short while.

“You’re talking to me here, and then you listen to me complain, even though we’ve only known each other for a short time.”

“I think that being a listener is also very important for a shrine maiden. Whether my words reach your ears or are conveyed to the gods through you, you listened carefully to everything I said without any impatience, didn’t you?”

Is that all? It's just a very ordinary thing...

As Yoko Amami listened to the other person's words, she felt that the other person had exaggerated his role.

"Don't think your behavior is ordinary. You can listen attentively to a stranger's complaints, which is something many people can't do. So I think that's already great. And look..."

Miyamoto took out his phone and gently pressed the shutter button. Before Yoko Amami could react, Miyamoto had already taken a picture.

"Look at this, isn't it adorable? And it's not just adorable, it's incredibly adorable!"

Miyamoto handed over the phone, and Yoko Amami looked at the screen with embarrassment. On the screen was a girl with a blank expression, her eyes wide open, completely unable to react.

"If I post it online, I'm sure I'll get comments like 'So cute!' or 'This is my wife!'"

"Wife, wife and stuff, that's way too much!"

"But that's how you get those kinds of comments, isn't it? After all, you're so cute, aren't you?" Miyamoto Sei said with a grin, looking at Amamiya Yoko's nervous expression.

"Here, take out your phone. I'll send you the photos and then delete mine, since I didn't get your permission just now."

“No, it’s okay if you don’t delete it…” Yoko Amami said, looking at the photo on her phone screen. It was indeed very cute, even though she knew that the girl was actually herself, she still thought it was cute.

"Such a lovely girl needs to be more confident. You've brought a lot of glory to the shrine by becoming its shrine maiden!"