Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 347 Statue of Gods
"A big star? She comes and goes, singing the same song 'Sakura' in every show. I think the audience is getting a little tired of it."

"That's right. For an idol industry where the shelf life is measured in hours, if there is no new work to show off, they will soon be completely forgotten..."

"That's at least better than never being famous. If it wasn't for her bad luck and encountering the "Sakura" that came down to earth, she would be nothing."

"By the way, I heard that the award ceremony of the Tokyo Newcomer Music Awards will be held at the Kanda Festival this time, and she has been invited to be the guest singer. She is really not worthy of the position..."

The conversation continued, and another woman joined in the condemnation.

"So, seniors, is this how you see me?"

Listening to the conversation outside, Hoshina Hanami timidly leaned against the door and gently covered her mouth.

Ever since she achieved fame with the song "Sakura", her former trainee fellows and official members who debuted first in the group have all expressed their congratulations, envy and encouragement to her.

But I didn't expect that the real side of him in private is so heartbreaking.

"Have you changed? Do you want to have a meal together before you go back?"

"Okay, but I'm trying to lose weight recently, so I can only eat salad."

"Be careful to reduce your big breasts that you are so proud of, or those otakus will stop pushing you."

"Yours is so big, why don't you give me some?"

"Ah, don't touch there, or I'll..."

After the rustling sound of changing clothes, the sound of two women fighting gradually faded away, and the backstage returned to silence.

"..."

After confirming that there was no one around, Xing Ming Hanajian carefully pushed the door open, sat down in front of the dressing table dejectedly, put down her phone, and began to remove her makeup.

The lock screen wallpaper of her phone was the personal poster of the character played by Xia Fan some time ago, the young master of the ghost clan, Fengjian Qianjing.

"Without Xia Jun's "Sakura", am I nothing?"

Looking at her sad face in the mirror, Hoshina Hanami muttered to herself.

"Of course……"

The "Hoshina Hanami" in the mirror suddenly smiled frivolously and spoke in the same voice as hers.

"Without Sakura, you would still be rotting in this little theater that doesn't even have a dressing room."

"Without cherry blossoms... it can only get moldy..."

There was a hypnotic power in the other person's eyes, which made Hoshina Hanami's mind go blank and he just muttered to himself like a puppet.

"Yes, you are timid, have no personality, and your facial features and figure are not outstanding enough. You are nothing..."

Seeing her confused expression, the "Hoshina Hanami" in the mirror slowed down his speech and continued to persuade her...

At the same time, the "Xia Fan" on the lock screen wallpaper of the mobile phone placed on the dressing table suddenly moved his eyes and looked at the person in the mirror.

It feels like the static wallpaper has become a dynamic wallpaper, and the characters in it have "come alive".

"This...this breath is..."

The "person in the mirror" seemed to notice something as well. His eyes fell on the phone and he looked at Xia Fan on it...

"Idol?"

She couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"How could there be a statue of a god in something like this?!"

Because, Xia Fan on the wallpaper, with his beautiful eyes, actually exudes a faint aura of god.

The next second, Hoshina Hanami in the mirror regained her dull expression and no longer made any abnormal movements.

"Buzz...buzz..."

A few seconds later, the cell phone on the dressing table vibrated several times, waking up Hoshina Hanami who was "distracted" in front of the mirror.

"Ah! What happened to me just now..." Xing Ming Hanami cried out softly and pinched her face hard.

"Just now, I seemed to be talking in the mirror?"

"Is it because I was too tired from the recent schedule and accidentally fell asleep and had a dream, or is it because of too much stress that I had hallucinations?"

She tilted her head back and forth, and only heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong with "herself" in the mirror, then picked up her phone to check.

[Horiie Tsubasa: Look, the Idol Festival production team has just announced a "Broadcast Suspension" notice! It seems that a mass safety accident occurred at the program recording site...]

[Hori Jiangyi: I can't contact Xia Fan, I'm a little worried, do you have any news? ]

The person who sent the message was Horie Tsubasa, who also forwarded an announcement about the "Idol Birth Festival"...

"What? There was a safety incident during the recording? Is Xia Jun okay?!"

After seeing this message, Hoshina Hanami tried to call Xia Fan.

As Horie Tsubasa said, the other party didn't answer the call until it was naturally hung up.

"The notice didn't mention any casualties, so I hope it's just a minor problem. By the way, let's ask President Tachibana and President Higashino..."

Hurrylly putting on her coat, Hoshina Hanami comforted herself, made a phone call, and quickly walked out of the locker room.

But whether it was Ryoko Tachibana or Yukihei Higashino, the phone always had a busy tone of "call in progress".

……

Tokyo Medical University Hospital, Nishi-Shinjuku, Tokyo.

"Advisor Xia Fan, this is the room. I will not go in."

"OK, thanks."

With the agent respectfully leading the way, Xia Fan pushed the door and entered a ward.

"Yayoi, are you okay..."

What caught his eyes was Yayoi Tsukishiro sitting on the hospital bed with her hands on her knees, staring blankly at the full moon outside the window.

"I'm fine, but my phone was confiscated. It's too boring to be on an IV drip, so I can only look at the moon."

"When it comes to supernatural cases like this, the 'treatment observation period' won't be short..."

Turning around, he found it was Xia Fan. Yayoi Yue lay there listlessly with a pair of fox ears, and showed the IV bottle hanging on his hand with resentment.

"As long as I'm not seriously ill, the program recording has been interrupted anyway, so I can take this opportunity to rest more."

"Leave the rest to Lesson 9."

Sitting on the stool beside her bed, Xia Fan comforted her softly.

After Amabie's death, he had just contacted Aiba Yui, and the air support team of Section 9 arrived as soon as possible.

In the building, victims who were unable to move due to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases were promptly sent to a separate inpatient building for emergency treatment. At the same time, they will enjoy VIP treatment of single rooms and are not allowed to go out during the "treatment observation period."

After the Metropolitan Police Department issued a notice of a "recording accident" in the name of the program team, Xia Fan, as the "victim", was bombarded with calls and text messages from his parents, Hoshina Hanami, Horie Tsubasa, Shirakawa Rika, and even Section Chief Yamazaki, Director Nakano, Master Kishimoto, Master Horie and others.

According to the requirements of Lesson 9, in order to avoid attracting attention and ensure that case information was not leaked, he did not answer the phone or reply to any messages. He only contacted Dongye through Lesson 9 and asked him to help report his safety to everyone first.

"Ok?"

"do not move."

Just when Xia Fan was lost in thought, Yayoi Tsukishima quietly leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Oh, good."

The distance was so close that Xia Fan could clearly see the crystal fox ears on her head and smell the slightly sweet fragrance between her hair.

(End of this chapter)