MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

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MUJICA receives ridiculously excessive resources, as if a giant hand is constantly feeding MUJICA from behind.

But I did feed them.

The issue is.

The key is whether or not they can stay.

It's not about having more resources; on the contrary, strength is the key. The more resources you have, the stronger your strength will be, leading to a better future and more money.

It's like the Chinese version of Lemon was flooded with resources and promotions, but all it got was a barrage of criticism.

The richer the flavor, the more carefully the peach fragrance is presented.

MUJICA, who, like me, chose to take an unconventional path, is like an extension of my own career path.

How far she can go and where she can go also represents the place of her dreams.

So.

All resources, all opportunities, performance venues.

Tao Xiang, being a socialite, has to investigate everything. She goes to see which performance is being held, the venue setup, and even the security. She also checks on the people involved, their attitude, and the number of customers.

They said it was for the salary.

However, Momoka knew better than anyone that what she had pinned her hopes on in this professional band was her past dream. Her past self was Nina, and the future that Diamond Star could reach was MUJICA.

Therefore, every step was taken with great care.

And now, this is MUJICA's first step in its push toward professionalization.

Tao Xiang took out a document and placed it on the table.

“Summer Sonic”.

Tao Xiang read out the names on the list and looked at everyone.

"One of Japan's largest outdoor music festivals, it attracts a large number of Japanese musicians and well-known bands from overseas every year."

"This is the first music festival in Japan to officially introduce the 'touring' format."

"With our current fan base and foundation, it's time for us to take the next step."

Tao Xiang looked at everyone.

“But didn’t you say before?” Hailing clutched her stomach and looked over. “We’re not enough.”

"Yes, that's enough now. After all, I was calculating based on Diamond Star's fan growth and performance opportunities. We don't have as much time and resources as Diamond Star, but..."

Peach Fragrance shrugs, Diamond Star Full-Time, her debut was praised by other old-school musicians, it can be called an invincible debut.

Useless.

MUJICA's luck was ridiculously good, and their skills were more than enough. They chose a better style than Diamond Star and quickly overtook them.

“There are many professional musicians at music festivals. If you can prove yourself at a music festival, various agencies will come to you, which will help you become a professional musician and may even lead to the release of an album.”

"Not only that, the drummer we're still missing might be found at music festivals. If we perform well enough and resonate with those drummers, they might just come to us on their own."

"Besides, we already refused once last time. If we refuse again, these big shots will think we're troublesome and disrespectful. If they don't invite us next time, that will be a problem. So, I think you can participate."

"Moreover, the offer was too good, to perform during the hottest prime time slot, even though it wasn't a professional stage."

"But, as you know, the main stage in the middle of the music festival is for professional bands. The professional bands we invited are not even considered professional."

Although the income is not much different from other professions, and even higher than some less successful professions.

Tao Xiang thought to herself.

"Is the timing good?" Xiangzi asked.

“Great!” Tao Xiang explained, “Normally, we would be lucky to get a few slots in the early morning, but this time it’s the prime time slot, the time when people come over after school or work to see what’s going on. Too early and people are working, too late and people are sleeping.”

"It's too good to be true, it's like there's something wrong with it."

"Is there a problem?" Everyone looked at Tao Xiang.

"Well, my personal guess is that it's because we've gained so many followers recently, our performances have been very well received, and our product promotions and concert tickets have sold so well."

“We are an emerging casual band, short in time, but with a large number of fans and paying fans.”

"I really don't want to say this, but I might be taken advantage of by others."

Tao Xiang explained.

“We’ve been around for a short time, but we have a large number of paying fans. Undoubtedly, compared to bands that have been around for a long time, our fan loyalty, according to analysis, is not as good as that of older bands, but our paid subscriptions and revenue have surpassed those of many older bands.”

"So, I thought, if I could play better than us in a head-on match, would I be able to attract our fans?"

"Reading novels and listening to music are inherently about who writes well, plays well, and sings well. Perhaps, with time, that band will have an extraordinary meaning for the listener. But we don't have enough time, so our fans can easily be converted to other bands. Therefore, the best time slot is given to us because the bands that the music festival wants to promote are in this time slot."

"So, it's also a good choice if we don't participate. So, how about we don't participate and wait, okay?"

Tao Xiang looked at the excited-looking people in front of her.

It should be noted that when he was young, he had great ambitions and was once considered to be the best in the world.

"That's true. If that professional band were that good, they wouldn't be trying to rely on us for fans."

Tao Xiang nodded and said.

I was just afraid that people would be scared when they heard the word "profession".

only.

Looking over there, Hailing subconsciously analyzed with Xiangzi that a professional band has at least 100,000 fans, and their paid income is at least 100,000 yen per performance. If they win and attract a wave of new fans, they can earn an extra 10,000 yen, and everyone can make more money.

Xiangzi wasn't that concerned about money. Taoxiang was just about to say to Hailing that this guy didn't seem to care much about material things.

Then I heard Hailing say.

We can buy five small cakes, which is about half an hour of your time. If we leave work half an hour earlier, the two of us can take Xiaomu to the arcade next door to catch the doll that Xiaomu saw last time. We'll definitely be able to catch it in half an hour.

Xiangzi's eyes sharpened.

What are dolls? And what are little cakes?

Peach Blossom's scent is unclear.

"Clap clap!" Tao Xiang clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention back to them, and looked at the group as she spoke.

"Not only that, you also have things to do."

"The new piece of music needs to be prepared. Although it was just perfected last week, you should start preparing the new piece."

“I will investigate the professional bands on the main stage at the same time as you. Although music is not ranked, people need to make a living. If we play better than them, we undoubtedly have professional skills compared to other musicians. Having more fans means we can make money, and agencies will take notice of us.”

Then, the better the performance, the more fans one has, and the stronger one's abilities become.

The more MUJICA can maintain its own style, the greater the chance of it succeeding.

Tao Xiang smiled.

This is just my little secret.

I hope MUJICA can become a profession, a profession based on its own style, without changing.

This proves that Momoka, the former lead singer of Diamond Star, was right.

There's no need to conform to any "correct" or popular direction.

Rather, it's the small hope that you can succeed by pushing yourself to the extreme on a particular path.

. . . . . .

"By the way, Hailing."

"Ok?"

I'll bring you lunch tomorrow!

"Eh? Why?"

"Because you don't know how to take care of yourself! If your stomach is upset, don't eat random things!"

"Well!"

"I still hope you can rely on me more. After all, sometimes when I'm not feeling well, I really wish my dad could take care of me. Isn't that how it is when you're sick? Everyone wants to be a princess in the world."

"So, you want to be my dad?" Hailing sighed. "No wonder Xiangzi is so gentle; he has a very gentle father."

"Ha, haha." Xiangzi looked to the side. "My mother must be very gentle."

"Hmm?" Hailing looked at Xiangzi, puzzled by his nonsensical answer.

Completely oblivious to the angry look in Wakaba Mutsu's eyes.

"Hehehe, well then I'll make you lunch. Do you want me to make you breakfast?"

"Then why don't you come to my house and take care of me?"

"It's not impossible."

"...Don't take it for granted!"

"That's only natural! After all, I get half again as much money as you guys!"

"You're the captain."

"Yes, I'm the leader, so I have to fulfill my responsibilities as the leader and protect my band!"

"..."

“I feel like I’m holding a hot potato if I don’t do something about it. I don’t dare to spend a single penny of this money.”

"Fine, fine, you've said it." Hailing sighed.

"Well, in that case, Momoka, Mutsu, and Hatsuka, do you want some? I'll make them all together."

"Okay, lunch is yours. I haven't been really into Yoshinoya lately. I've been eating their discounted medium set meals for a week straight, and I'm starting to get tired of them."

"Hey, out of money?"

"No, it's just that..." Momoka thought about the various venues she had been visiting recently, as well as accompanying Nina and her own practice.

In the morning, I went to the venue for Saturday's MUJICA performance, then took the tram back to check on ticket sales, gather data, and analyze it. In the afternoon, I went to the venues that had received new invitations to see how many people they could accommodate and the surrounding foot traffic.

When it's unbearably hot, my appetite shrinks, and when I'm tired, I don't want to go anywhere. My only thought is to eat a familiar meal downstairs and then go upstairs to lie down for a while.

I'm going to the music festival tomorrow to observe, and I probably won't have time to eat lunch on the way there and back.

If I don't want to go to Yoshinoya anymore, then I'll just have boxed lunches.

Xiangzi decided to cook himself a meal.

Ruo Yemu did not reply.

Chu Hua looked at Xiangzi.

Subconsciously, I thought about what would happen if Xiangzi cooked for everyone.

We need to gather here at eight o'clock in the morning to practice and prepare for the performance.

How long can Xiangzi sleep?

What time do I get up?

Won't this be too much trouble for Xiangzi?

Hmm, wouldn't that make Saki too tired?

Everyone else asked her for help, but she didn't.