Ability name The Tale of Genji

In the center of Tokyo, in front of the giant screen.

The sky is a little gloomy, and the rain is about to fall. A cold rain in this season, I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable for many days. The tired office workers who have worked all day can't help but quicken their pace.The well-filmed advertisements of the manufacturers on the giant screen are also difficult to attract the attention of tired people.

At some point, though, the faces of the stars who were so eager to sell their products disappeared.

A faint blue light lit up on the giant screen, and in the light, budding ice crystals slowly bloomed, and countless butterflies with broken wings flew out.The clear music became more and more clear in the ice-blue light, and a few thunderclaps rolled across the distant sky——

The rain is about to fall.

"Is it a new ad?"

"Let's go back quickly, it won't be good if it rains."

"Yeah, someone...appeared?"

As if suddenly appearing on the stage, the black-haired and purple-eyed boy turned his head sideways, and saw that the diamond hair ornament he was wearing on the left side shone brightly. After that, a low-pitched chant sounded slowly.

"It was a slow pace at first."

Raging Feng also came backstage, and he walked up to Dazai Osamu, but Dazai Osamu obviously didn't intend to turn his head to look at him, but just stared at the stage.

"Well, Yugiri's background is very good." Dazai Osamu said softly, "His voice and breath can easily bring people into the scene, this is a talent."

"However, President Raging Feng, you won't be in the mood to comment here anytime soon."

he laughed.

"We didn't just come here to lead the audience into a certain realm, the ultimate goal is..."

"It will explode the audience."

Following Dazai Osamu's words, the last note of the singing fell, and the image of the butterfly flapping its wings slowly on the ice crystal stage suddenly shattered, and the drum beats that slanted intruded and thundered from the sky sounded together, Yuan Xiwu opened the foggy Dark purple pupils.

He held the headset with one hand, and the melody that had been tempered for countless days and nights flowed out naturally. It was the first time he looked at the audience, and the image of a person just appeared in his eyes, and as if he knew he couldn't keep it, the light in his eyes trembled, and he lowered his eyelashes .

"Don't be like this..." A girl who stopped to listen murmured, "You sing really well..."

She couldn't help waving her arms, wanting to give some support to the idol who was singing alone on the stage, but just as she raised her arms, she found out in embarrassment that she was already among the last few people who started to support.

The first drop of rain fell and landed on Yuan Xiwu's forehead.Because of the dance, the haori on his right shoulder slid down his shoulder and was held in the crook of his arm, while the hair ornament on his left flickered.For him, this song does not require a lot of exercise, but Mr. Dazai specifically explained that he wanted to add something interesting.

After a slightly violent movement, he let out a little gasp uncontrollably.

"Yah!!!"

... Mr. Dazai is the god of prophecy.

What puzzled Yuan Xiwu the most was that it was fine for the women in the audience to scream like this. Why, there were still a considerable number of male audiences?

What Zhongyuan Zhongye was most worried about finally happened.

Nakahara Chuya, who was watching the broadcast remotely, gritted his teeth. He looked at the overly excited male audience off the stage, and closed his eyes in pain.

I said no to male mothers! ! !

Although the big screen in the city center does not have a strong sense of presence, the camera can be zoomed in, and the astonishing beauty of idols who have not yet debuted on the screen can be seen at a glance.Qihai Jianren held up an umbrella. He listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella, and then looked at the paralyzed intersection in front of him.

Idol is also an industry that is prone to child labor.

"So, when you put the giant screen here, you didn't consider today's situation, right?"

Someone said beside him, with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Because of the live broadcast of the first show, there was a traffic jam, poof."

Seeing that Jianren Qihai was still just looking at the screen seriously, Gojo Satoru didn't care.He doesn't need an umbrella, anyway, there is infinity that can block the rainwater, as long as he wants, not a single drop of water will get on it.

He looked at the young man standing on top of colored glass with a clean body.

This complexion is like the snow on a plum and the moon on a reed, even in this dreary and dark rainy day, it is like a pearl in a box, just looking at it makes people feel very pleasing to the eye.

...and very familiar.

After several years, it finally appeared in front of people again.

Genji's little highness.

Gojo Satoru looked left and right, the crowd was surging, and teleportation was probably over.He found a gap, and nimbly squeezed through it. Jianren Qihai disappeared after a while, frowning slightly, but the frown quickly loosened.

I guess I went to see the scene, that guy.

He turned his gaze back, stared firmly at the screen, and took out his phone at the same time.

The male mother is about to start reading comments.

***

The giant screen live broadcast is not only in Tokyo, Mr. Mori waved his hand, and Yokohama will also come to one.

"Alice, Yokohama is such a small place."

He said it sadly, and then, the fake sadness disappeared from his face, and he smiled almost grimly.

"So, Yuwu-kun."

"Crush them."

It must be interesting to be crushed by idols from "small places", right?

His strategy can be adjusted. Maybe Genyugi's idol status can be used as a long-term development status. As long as he is active in Tokyo for a day, Yokohama will become a world-famous city one day.

He knocked on the table and let one of his men come in.

"What's the effect of the giant screen screening in Yokohama?"

"Boss, there's a traffic jam."

"..."

Very good, I will do the same on debut night.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was stuck on the road, was silent, and he had to take care of Luanbu around him not to get lost in the turbulent crowd.The reason for the traffic jam was already clear. The giant screen that was playing, and the idols on the giant screen had the ability to incite the audience.

"I heard that he is a local idol in Yokohama." Fukuzawa Yukichi's serious expression softened slightly, "It's amazing."

Edogawa Ranpo took out the lollipop in his mouth and said abruptly.

"Yokohama is such a small place."

"Random walk???"

***

"Yeah!"

The Airplane Head Disciplinary Committee member in an old-fashioned school uniform let out a macho scream. It was already school time, and he was hiding behind the bushes, secretly watching the live broadcast.

Originally, he was a fan of the sweet idol Daisy, and he was watching a live broadcast initiated by Daisy fans in Tokyo, but halfway through the live broadcast, the live broadcaster suddenly ran away to the opposite stage, and the discipline committee was so angry that he gritted his teeth .

【Is your love for Daisy so insignificant? ! 】

He cursed angrily in the comment area at first.

1 minutes later.

...It smells so good!

As Yuan Xiwu slowly raised his hand, when the transparent rain-shielding roof on the audience seats rose, the discipline committee member was so excited that he was about to cover his mouth and cry.Why is he so good, he drenched himself in the rain, but let the audience under the transparent canopy, the best idol on the surface of the earth woo woo woo!

I begged for my debut!To hit the list or daily sales!He can!

The macho disciplinary committee member cried and laughed while watching, suddenly, he felt that the surrounding light was a little dark.Although it was hiding deep in the bushes, there was still a bit of sunset light just now, why is it completely dark now?

He raised his head slowly, and a circle of macho discipline committee members was looking at him kindly.

Brother, what are you doing?The chairman is here.

It was already school time, Hibari Kyouya didn't intend to interfere with his subordinate's hobbies, but he vaguely heard a familiar voice.Kusakabe Tetsuya understood his thoughts very well, and after a while, the mobile phone was handed over to him who was far away from the crowd.

On the screen, the black-haired and purple-eyed idol turned sideways, and the misty blue feathers covered with hydrangeas set off a wonderful arc.Crystal raindrops hung on the drooping eyelashes, and the rainwater was still shaking from the tips of his hair with his movements.

He lightly touched the screen, and the title of the live broadcast was displayed, and Hibari Kyoya's fingertips paused for a few seconds on the name "Genyu Kiri".The performance has come to an end, he watched the idol in the camera panting lightly, looking tired, but still raised his eyes, facing the camera and the audience.

"thank you very much."

As he said this, there was no smile on his face, and under the wet eyelashes, there was only a gleam in his eyes like a lake in spring, showing a feeling of being redeemed.

"Like me, really..."

"thank you very much."

For a moment, the auditorium was full of voices shouting his name frantically.