People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

"It's about Miss Miura Shiomi. You know that, MMK-san."

Asagi deliberately emphasized her tone. As expected, upon hearing Miura Shiome's name, MMK's resolute demeanor instantly faded. Asagi had assigned her the task of winning over Miura Shiome, but she hadn't made any progress so far.

Asagi slowly approached MMK, who kept backing away until he was cornered and had nowhere to retreat. MMK's eyes wandered instantly, and he smiled awkwardly, trying to cover up the problem.

"It's because MMK-san promised to do something but didn't do the work, so I had to do it myself."

Asagi sighed helplessly and made way for MMK. He didn't mean to bully MMK, but MMK had too many concerns and didn't have the same full understanding of the band's future as Asagi did.

At the moment, MMK and the others just feel that the band has a good future, but Asagi has many steps planned.

"Anyway, I'll talk to Ms. Miura Shiomi first and get a feel for her. That way, it might be helpful to MMK as well."

After listening to this, MMK put his hands together and looked like he was asking for help.

Chapter 92 You are not

At 6 o'clock, customers began to come to the entrance of the live venue to check their tickets.

In the waiting room, Asagi heard the commotion outside. Actually, you could hear a little bit of the action on stage from the waiting room. MMK and the others were used to it, waiting here. But Asagi was different. He didn't like it here much, always feeling bored and a little irritated.

This feeling is like the examinees and the invigilators in the examination room. The examinees just want time to go slower, but the invigilators keep looking at the time, wishing it would be over in the next second so that the examinees can hand in their papers.

Asagi took advantage of MMK and the others not noticing, and slowly walked to the door, and then said to MMK and the others,

"I'll go out for a while."

Disappeared in the room in an instant.

Watching Asagi slip away, MMK, Rupa and the others didn't react for a moment. By the time their brains processed the information, Asagi had already disappeared.

"That Asagi guy sneaked away again."

An and Ang looked at the figure disappearing from the door and complained.

"He doesn't seem used to being in a waiting room."

Rupa added.

"Maybe."

Asagi walked into the live venue. He hadn't taken a good look at the facilities the last time. Generally speaking, live venues aren't built solely for live events; rather, hosting live events is an extension, a secondary business. The main business is still selling drinks and alcohol.

In short, live venues are more like bars, where selling drinks is their main business, while live venues are mainly used to attract customers.

Asagi took a quick look around, but there was nothing interesting in the backroom. He couldn't touch things like alcohol. Besides, there was no one he knew here.

So, Asagi came outside the live and stood next to the store manager, who was busy checking tickets.

"Do you need help?" Asagi asked.

The store manager looked at Asagi, thought for a moment, and then nodded. Thus, Asagi began a new round of part-time work under the store manager's guidance. Ticket checking was a simple task; he learned it with just one look.

First, confirm that the other party's ticket is authentic and valid. After confirmation, the store manager will give the other party a card or something like that, and they can use this thing to enter the inner venue.

I have to say, checking tickets outside is much more interesting than waiting in the lounge.

"Why did you come out?"

The store manager took the opportunity to speak while checking tickets.

“Because it’s too boring in there.”

Asagi didn't intend to hide this kind of thing. He just chuckled and shook his head slightly, saying nothing. This looked like, "I knew it."

"Is it weird?"

After Asagi joined, the efficiency of ticket checking doubled. Asagi is not the slow-moving uncle like the store manager. He has a keen eye and quick hands. He can do twice as much as the store manager does.

"I can sense that you're not a musician."

When no one was around, the store manager lowered his head and said this. Asagi's body instantly stiffened, his face burning, his heart pounding. His breathing became a little short, and his expression became uneasy.

"Maybe, children can't see it. But in the eyes of adults like us, we can see what you are thinking at a glance. Everything you have done, want to do, and haven't done yet, we have already done."

"What's really funny is that your expressions and movements are, if not exactly the same as the adults' movements back then, you could say they're almost identical. Looking at you, it feels like I'm looking at my old self in the mirror."

After sorting the discarded tickets on the table, Asagi sauntered back to his chair. The peak ticket-checking period had passed, and the remaining time was relaxed. Only a few latecomers occasionally dropped by.

Asagi stared at the store manager, feeling uneasy for the first time. He was still a child, and perhaps his peers wouldn't be able to see many of his flaws, or they'd be easily fooled. However, experienced industry professionals could deduce a lot from even the smallest details.

This is a simple matter, just like in a professional field, the vocabulary you use and your own understanding. Industry veterans, professors, and the like can judge your level simply by the wording and content you use. In other words, if you are not at that level, you cannot use the content discussed by people at that level.

Just like a middle school student can't talk about high school knowledge, or a chemistry major can't discuss legal knowledge with a law major. Your choice of words and your understanding can reveal your level in an instant.

"Am I very unlikeable?"

Asagi asked cautiously.

"Don't be so nervous," the store manager waved his hand and said casually, "I won't do anything bad."

Asagi was speechless. He was simply fidgeting. His disguise was easily seen through by those industry veterans. They could tell at a glance that Asagi was not a musician.

"Why do you say that, uncle? Maybe I really am?"

Asagi tried his best to force a smile and appear calmer.

"Look, you've already said it clearly on your face, I'm not a musician."

The store manager just glanced at Asagi out of the corner of his eye, without even looking at him closely, and had already peeled off Asagi's disguise.

Asagi was embarrassed! Was his performance really that clumsy?

"Forget it. You won't understand if I tell this to a kid your age. Some things, at a certain age, you suddenly understand them. It's like a switch is flipped on, and you understand a lot of things in an instant."

"Sit down first. You must be tired standing like this."

Asagi shook his head. He wouldn't stand for a moment. No, he wasn't in the mood to sit down leisurely.

"You're still wondering why?"

Asagi nodded. Of course he was confused. He didn't expect to suddenly understand such a boring answer at a certain age. He wanted to know where he was acting that didn't seem like a musician.

"Well, I can't really put it into words. I just sense that you're unfamiliar with music. To put it another way, if it were MMK, what do you think she would think of the question I asked just now?"

The store manager continued,

"Besides MMK, there are also your companions around you. What will they think? This is the difference between you and them."

The store manager lowered his head and was busy with the work in his hands. Asagi's anxiety was completely opposite to the uncle's calmness.

Chapter 93 Encounter

they?

"Are you saying that I wasn't being professional enough?"

"It's not sincere enough, boy."

Asagi calmed down and began to think about how MMK and the others would answer this question. If it were MMK, she wouldn't care about the manager's question at all, perhaps just ignoring the manager's indifference and not making any formal response.

As for Nina, she might think seriously about it since she's a newbie. As for Roopa and Satoshi, Satoshi might get angry and start arguing with her, but Roopa, like MMK, won't care.

An and Ang will deliberately act cute. With the exception of Rencai, none of them will fall for the older man's body temperature trap. Because in this kind of situation, MMJK and the others are the answer themselves. No need to prove it, I am who I am.

"When MMK and the others faced this question, they didn't even think about it, but just looked down on me. What is a musician? I'm just like this. That's probably the answer."

"But I instinctively thought I wasn't. I doubted myself and denied myself. Because I denied myself, you old foxes here were able to see through my flaws at a glance. You are such a cunning sir."

Asagi scoffed and shook his head, suddenly finding himself a little funny.

"Boy, you are very smart. That's about it."

At this point, the store manager finally looked up at Asagi. His eyes held not only recognition but also a hint of surprise. He felt the child was thinking too quickly.

After figuring it out, Asagi's uneasiness dissipated. The uncle was trying to tell him that if it didn't look like it, then it didn't look like it. Musicians are all different. Who says that if it doesn't look like it, then it's not?

If you think you are something, then you are it.

"You've seen it for a long time, but you didn't say anything. If I hadn't come out to help you on a whim, would you have kept it a secret?" Asagi complained. This uncle was deliberately trying to scare him with this kind of thing. He had thought his secret might be exposed.

If the truth were known by MMK and the others, Asagi really didn't dare to imagine how tragic the ending would be.

"Hey, adults are kind after all. Do you know Diamond Star?" the store manager asked. He had a strange smile on his face, a smile Asagi recognized: "I know something you don't. Do you want to know?"

"Yeah, I know." Asagi replied.

The store manager's smile froze on his face for a moment. After a while, he adjusted his expression, slowed down his tone, and decided to reveal the big news.

"It seems you know something about MMK. Diamond Star recently added a new lead singer."

"I know this too."

"Ah, I was thinking of showing off my adult information library."

The store manager sat back down, looking somewhat disappointed. He asked again,

"What do you think of MMK?"

"Why do you ask that? Uncle cares about MMK-san?"

Asagi looked at the uncle strangely, because of the uncle's attitude, hesitant to speak, but seemed unable to hold back. It was obvious that he had something to say to him, or wanted to ask him something.

The store manager smiled proudly, he finally knew something that Asagi didn't know.

"Hehe, MMK and the others were an independent band for a while. Diamond Star was also very confused at that time, until their current agency approached them."

The store manager spoke in a long, drawn-out tone, like an elder teaching a younger generation.

Asagi was stunned. He had never heard of such a thing. He remembered that MMK dropped out of school and came to Tokyo because an agency invited them. That's why they decided to come to Tokyo and give it a try.

"??? Didn't MMK and the others come to Tokyo because they received an invitation from the agency? Why did they wander around for a while?" Asagi looked at the store manager in confusion, but the store manager pretended to be deep and kept silent.

After a long while, with Asagi anxiously waiting, the store manager finally spoke again.

"You probably don't know this. But since MMK didn't tell you, I won't say more. Go ask MMJK."

Huh? Asagi really wanted to slap the store manager on the head. Wasn't this intentional?

"It's really appetizing."

"I can see that MMK trusts you very much. So, one day, she will tell you in person. Hehe, how can an uncle like me have the nerve to tell others in advance? Just wait patiently."

"I clearly said it."

Asagi turned his head awkwardly, not wanting to bother with the uncle. He obviously had something to say, but he was concerned about this and that, and finally deliberately let out the secret.

When Asagi turned around, she was instantly confronted by the newly arrived Nagasaki Motoyo, Chihaya Aine, and Takamatsu Touma. It was truly a coincidence that they hadn't arrived earlier or later.

Today, Nagasaki Suyo was dressed exactly the same as the last time she went to secretly meet Toyokawa Shoko. She wore black sunglasses and a fashionable hat on her head. She looked very casual and refreshing.

Nagasaki Suyo, dressed like this, is called a beautiful girl, and she is worthy of the name. When Nagasaki Suyo saw Asagi standing here and impulsively looking at the staff, she was also surprised and asked,

"Hey? Why are you here?"

"Because I was forced to do hard labor by a certain black-hearted uncle."

Asagi spread his hands helplessly. The store manager next to him had a strange look on his face, and his small eyes looked ahead with an innocent expression.

"coolie?"

Nagasaki Suyo turned to look at the store manager.

Staring.......

Stare.....

"I do not have."

The store manager spread his hands innocently.

"It's because my weakness was discovered that I had to submit and be forced to do things against my will. Oh, my life is so miserable." Asagi continued to speak aggrievedly.

"You're talking so strangely, what's going on?"

Nagasaki Suyo frowned and looked at Asagi with some concern.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm a very normal person."