People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

Was this a threat? Miura Shiomi frowned.

"But, it's already happened. As agents, our focus needs to shift. It doesn't matter who caused this incident anymore. The top priority right now, as Shiomi Miura knows."

"Improve Ave Mujica's reputation, clarify the rumors, release more explosive news to cover up the original incident and divert attention." Miura Shiomi said it all at once.

Asakura smiled and gave a positive assessment. Miura Shiomi wasn't complacent about this. It was just an average level, an open-book answer. The key to solving a problem isn't the answer, but the steps involved. The steps that turn 0 into 1 are the most important.

"So, the company plans to let Ave Mujica enter the Budokan and become the first band in history to pass the Budokan in the shortest time." Asakura said easily.

Miura Shiomi was slightly shocked at this. She didn't understand what Asakura said, because as a manager of two bands that had recently become popular, Ave Mujica and MY ALL, how could she not pay attention to them?

Ave Mujica was founded much later than MY ALL and doesn't perform as often. While Ave Mujica has benefited greatly from the SAG awards and traffic, has their fanbase truly amassed enough to perform at the Budokan? This is what Shiomi Miura struggles with.

If you rashly go to the martial arts hall, you will lose everything.

"I know what Miss Miura is thinking. Don't worry. The company is determined and believes in Ave Mujica." Asakura smiled and easily pointed out what Miura Shiomi had just thought. Miura Shiomi smiled sheepishly in response.

"But beautiful flowers also need green leaves to set them off. An excellent band also needs sufficiently excellent songs. So, we are willing to pay this amount to order a song from MY ALL." As he said this, Asakura wrote a number on a piece of paper and pushed it in front of Miura Shiomi.

Seeing the numbers on the table, Miura Shiomi was surprised again. This bid was indeed far beyond the market price. She quickly calmed down and looked at Asakura calmly.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Asakura. I can't give you an answer right now."

"It's okay, I can wait." Asakura smiled gently. This was beyond Miura Shiomi's expectations.

"Once you have made a decision, you can call me, but please tell me as soon as possible, preferably before tomorrow."

Before leaving, Asakura left her contact information. After the conversation, the two foxes pondered each other's thoughts, trying to discern the truths hidden in each other's micro-expressions. As a professional agent for over ten years, Asakura is far more professional than Miura Shiomi and possesses a deeper understanding of her craft.

Therefore, Miura Shiomi got very little information from Asakura's face, but Asakura could get a lot of information she wanted from Miura Shiomi's face.

"What a difficult woman." After leaving, the two separated people, Asakura and Miura Shiomi, said the same thing at the same time.

In the evening, Toyokawa Shoko rushed home from the office. She stopped by a convenience store and bought some fast food and a few cans of beer. She hated her father's drinking, his drunken appearance, and his evasive attitude.

However, Toyokawa Shoko couldn't leave her father behind. She wanted to be as strong and gentle as her mother. However, recently, Toyokawa Shoko has become increasingly confused. She is just a fragile 15-year-old girl. Without the protection of the Toyokawa family, there is really not much she can do.

After returning home, Toyokawa Shoko opened the door and glanced at the living room with apathy. Shoko was a little surprised. Today, his father was not lying in the entrance hall, not at his feet. Going to the kitchen, Shoko wanted to heat up the instant food he bought, but was surprised to find that the food was already prepared.

Confused, Xiangzi walked into the living room indifferently and ate quietly. Although his expression was cold and serious, a warm feeling rose in his heart, a feeling he had not felt in a long time. After dinner, Xiangzi glanced at his father before returning to his bedroom.

Toyokawa Kiyoshi was lying in his room, sleeping soundly.

Reassured, Xiangzi returned to his room, turned on his composing tools and began his late-night journey.

Chapter 321 Aine's Invitation

After returning from Toyokawa Shoko's house, Asagi found a message on his mobile phone, and the sender was Miura Shiomi.

"The agent of Ave Mujica band's agency wants to ask us for a song. I'm here to ask for your opinion, Asagi," the message said.

Asagi stared at his phone for a few seconds, thinking hard. In those few seconds, he considered many possibilities: Mu, Xiangzi, Miao Meng? Or simply the office? Finally, Asagi made a decision.

"Ave Mujica? Agent? Music appointment? No."

That's right, no. If it was Mujica who asked, it wouldn't take much thought, he'd give it. But as for Ave Mujica's agency, sorry, he doesn't have any plans to do that right now. While he's considering starting his own anime company, he's not in a rush.

On the contrary, he has made long-term plans for the animation company and is not in a hurry.

"Well, I'll reply like this."

"Ah."

Asagi made his decision, and Miura Shiomi followed his lead and rejected Ave Mujica's request. However, Miura Shiomi suddenly sent another message saying, "The price they offered is quite high."

Miao Meng returned home that evening and sat in a chair, looking exhausted. She pulled out her phone and hunched over, then opened her video feed with anticipation. She'd rushed through another livestream the previous night, editing the video. After receiving a call from her sister, Miao Meng mailed back nearly all the money she'd saved.

Miao Meng's eyes were shining until the video homepage was refreshed. Miao Meng suddenly closed her eyes, clasped her hands together in the shape of a cross and prayed silently.

"Explode, explode, explode."

After praying, Miao Meng cautiously opened her eyes. Seeing the video's play count on the homepage, Miao Meng's pretty face instantly lost its vitality and excitement. The 6000 or so views on her phone were a heavy blow to this devout child.

"Why are the views so low all of a sudden? Am I really going to be out of fashion? Don't do this. Meow Meng is still young and has plenty of time to show off her pretty face."

Miao Meng, with a sad face, slumped on the sofa, holding her phone. Scrolling through the video playback count on her phone, she saw that beauty videos only had a little over 3000 views, less than 4000, while other gossip videos were overwhelmingly played.

She sighed, a look of confusion on her face. She stood up, leaned against the windowsill, and looked up at the distant starry sky. The tiny stars glowed faintly in the darkness. Meow dreamed that even though they were faint, those stars never gave up shining, just like when she was in her hometown of Kumamoto, sitting outside with her brothers and sisters, looking up and counting the stars.

"Why is my last name different from my mother's, Yutenji? That's weird."

"Because I found Ruomai at Yutenji Temple in Tokyo."

"But I want to have the same last name as my mother. My classmates all say I'm weird because my last name is different from my mother's."

"Ruomai doesn't need to care about what others say. Because Ruomai is different."

"different?"

"Yes, it's different. Yutenji is where the gods live. I found Ruomai there. It must be that the gods gave Ruomai to me. Therefore, Ruomai's last name is a gift from the gods."

"A gift from the Lord God? Then why is Ruomai's name Ruomai?"

"Ruomai, the growing wheat. Ruomai's birthday is June 6st, right? At this time, the wheat is not yet fully mature and is still growing. I hold Ruomai in my arms as we stand in the vast fields, looking at the wheat in the sky and the earth. I hope that Ruomai will be like the wheat in the fields, fearless of wind and rain, and strong enough to grow and mature no matter what setbacks she encounters."

"Is that right?"

"Well, yes."

When Miao Meng thinks of her childhood memories, she can't help but smile. She has a large family, including many brothers and sisters. Although they live in poverty, they are all very gentle and take good care of her.

"I need money. I'm so poor. I have to find a way."

As soon as he saw the mobile phone, poverty brought Miao Meng back to reality.

"You have to increase your popularity. Otherwise, just trying to get traffic everywhere won't work."

The next day, Asagi went to school as usual. As soon as he entered the classroom, he heard his classmates talking about Ave Mujica. From them, Asagi learned that Ave Mujica was going to join the martial arts hall.

"Have you heard? Ave Mujica will be holding a live show at the Budokan this weekend, and tickets are on sale now."

"Hey? Ave Mujica, the puppet band? They're going to enter the Budokan so soon. They've only been together for less than 3 months."

"Isn't this the fastest band to clear the Budokan?"

"It's really awesome!"

Asagi sat in her seat, listening to her classmates discuss Ave Mujica. MY ALL had just finished their live performance the previous weekend, and Nina's voice was practically hoarse from singing, yet she was still straining her lungs to sing, completely unaware of proper singing techniques.

Normally, this kind of thing wouldn't be a major problem, but once she performed a solo live, and Innae sang on stage for two hours straight without a break, the problem became immediately apparent. Therefore, MMK and her group aren't planning any live performances these days, and are instead taking a break until the summer music season arrives. In the meantime, Innae should learn how to protect herself and not damage her voice.

The summer music season should arrive in mid-July, which is about three weeks away.

Time passed peacefully while preparing for final exams. Asagi went to school on time every day, participated in Takeda-senpai's club activities, and watched Aine practice. And Takamatsu Touma seemed to frequent the club so much that it was almost becoming a non-regular member of the Light Music Club.

By the weekend, as June was drawing to a close, the Budokan live show at Ave Mujica was about to begin. Tickets to the Budokan were significantly more expensive than at regular venues. For example, at the live house where Uncle Da was staying, the price was generally around 6 yuan, with a crowd of 3000 being around 5000 yuan. Meanwhile, tickets to the Budokan were generally around 10000 yuan.

The 10000 yuan ticket is for standing room only. VIP tickets with good seats can cost up to 25000 yuan. The Budokan can accommodate over 1 people, but the number of tickets sold depends entirely on the strength of the band.

"Ave Mujica also has to perform live at the Budokan this weekend, does Asagi know?" Chihaya Aine stopped practicing and looked at Asagi.

"Yeah. I know."

"Ave Mujica is Toyokawa-san's band, right?"

"Yeah, I've already said that."

"Asaki, do you want to go and see?"

"Are you going, Senior?" I looked up at Senior Takeda. Takeda shook her head, saying that she was busy and didn't have time.

"what a pity."

"I happen to have two tickets. If you're not going, Asagi, please come with me. It will be wasted if we don't use it anyway." Chihaya Aine invited Asagi.

Chapter 322 Martial Arts Hall

After getting the Ave Mujica Budokan tickets from Chihaya Aine, Asagi placed them on the small table in front of her, staring at them in a daze. Why did she buy two tickets? Even though Miura Shiomi paid them at the end of the month, these tickets weren't cheap.

Buying two tickets at a time is something only a fool would do.

On the weekend, Asagi woke up, washed up, and ate some bread and milk. Ave Mujica's live performance didn't start until the evening, leaving him with some free time during the day. He sketched in his room until noon, when Asagi decided to go out and get something to eat.

Arriving at the convenience store, Asagi picked up some snacks and sat on the swing in the children's playground, eating leisurely while swinging. A car drove slowly down the road in front of him. As it passed by, the window was slowly lowered, and Asagi saw Wakaba Mutsu and Toyokawa Shoko in the car.

The car took them away from here.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. I opened the phone and it was Su Shi who sent

"Shoko's Ave Mujica is going to be live at the Budokan. I've already bought two tickets. You can go with me tonight."

Huh? Asagi was stunned for a long time when he saw the message from Suye on his phone. He already had a ticket in his hand, which was given by Aine.

"Okay, see you tonight."

After agreeing to Suyo, Asagi pulled the martial arts hall ticket Aine had given him from his pocket, unsure what to do with it. Over 10000 yen? Wouldn't it be wasted if it just expired? He looked up at the car that had just passed by, thinking of Wakaba Mutsu and Toyokawa Shoko inside.

Asagi stood up and decided to invite someone else.

Standing at the door of Toyokawa Shoko's house, Asagi paused for a moment. He wondered if Toyokawa Shoko's father knew what Shoko had done recently. He stood at the door and knocked, but no one answered him. But Toyokawa Shoko had just left, so could it be that her father was not at home?

After a closer look, he found that the door to the entrance was not closed, so he pushed it open and walked in. When he arrived at Toyokawa Kiyoshi's room, he saw Toyokawa Kiyoshi kneeling on the floor, crying bitterly. This scene was completely beyond Asagi's cognition and thinking.

As soon as Toyokawa Shoko left the house, her old father burst into tears, hugging the ground, looking extremely distressed. This development was a bit strange. So, Asagi stood there and waited until Toyokawa Kiyoshi calmed down.

At this moment, Fengchuan Qingjiao's mood calmed down a little, and he realized that there was a servant standing in front of him. He looked up suddenly, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, but when he saw that the person standing there was Asagi, the hope in Fengchuan Qingjiao's eyes disappeared instantly and turned into a dark look.

He turned over, sat on the floor and looked at Asagi blankly.

"What happened? I saw Toyokawa-san just leave here." Asagi asked.

Fengchuan Qinggao was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "I drove her away."

"Drive away?" Asagi savored Toyokawa's words confidently. Recalling the 100 million yen check that Toyokawa had given him a few days ago, Asagi probably understood something.

"So, the uncle has decided to sell his daughter?"

Toyokawa Kiyoshi remained silent.

Asagi turned around and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he threw down the ticket, the ticket for Ave Mujica's live performance at the Budokan.

"Toyokawa-san is having a live show at the Budokan tonight. Your daughter is amazing. She's able to hold a live show at a place like the Budokan."

Toyokawa Kiyoshi lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

"I have an extra ticket here, and I'll put it here for you. I didn't know this would happen. Since you've already decided to kick Toyokawa out, my actions might be a bit unnecessary."

Asagi looked at Toyokawa Kiyoshi and paused.

"But I've given you the ticket. It's up to you whether you want to go or not. This might be the last time you see your daughter. After Fengchuan returns to her grandfather, she probably won't come back here."

After throwing the ticket down, Asagi turned and left. After coming out, he stood outside the entrance of the Toyokawa family again. Looking at this house again, he felt a chill.

After Asagi left, Toyokawa Kiyoshi looked at the ticket Asagi had left on the ground with a blank look in his eyes. He was like an old, dead tree, sitting there motionless, without any life in him.

In this time that was almost stagnant, Toyokawa Kiyoshi's mind was full of memories, like a revolving lantern. From the time when Toyokawa Shoko was still a baby in his mother's womb, to after birth, he began to grow up, learned to walk, talk, and call mom and dad, started kindergarten, elementary school, and then junior high school.

There are many expressions on Toyokawa Shoko's face, including happiness, sadness, gentleness, sadness, silence, depression, excitement, and expectation.

"Tonight is a performance for me and my friends. I hope my father will come to my performance. Our band is called CRYCHIC."

Suddenly, Toyokawa Kiyoshi remembered the day when he was kicked out of the house by the Toyokawa family. That morning, Xiangzi came out of the house happily, told him about his band and live performance, and invited him to watch his performance.

He had already promised Xiangzi, but something unexpected happened and he spoke out of turn to his daughter.

Toyokawa Kiyoshi couldn't help but pick up the Ave Mujica Budokan ticket on the ground, tears dripping onto the front of the ticket. He clutched the ticket tightly in his hand, his body trembling again, his head buried deep in his body.

At night, Asagi stood outside the gates of the Tokyo Budokan. This was his second time there. The first time, he and MMK and the others had stood across the street behind them, gazing at the Budokan from afar, their eyes filled with reluctance and longing.

This time was different, he could go inside to watch the live performance.

Chihaya Aine and Nagasaki Motoyo had not arrived yet, so Asagi had to wait for them.

"Hey, tell me, when can we take off our masks?" Inside the martial arts hall, in the corridor where Ave Mujica was preparing to go outside, Miao Meng blocked Ave Mujica's team leader Toyokawa Shoko.

“The right time, the right timing.”

As expected, Toyokawa Shoko's response was the same. Miao Meng was almost immune to this phrase. Even if it was just empty promises, there was always a timeline. The bosses would always say, "When we make some money, we'll give you a raise."

But when is the right time, the right opportunity?

Chapter 323 A Late Promise