I don't want to be an elf!

"Because I was asked."

On the virtual screen, a man answered expressionlessly, like a puppet, devoid of all emotion.

However, the secretary did not notice this and instead became even more annoyed.

"You agreed just because you were asked? What's wrong with you?!" the secretary demanded, suppressing her anger. "Besides the 60,000 audience members here, hundreds of thousands more are watching the live broadcast around the world! Don't tell me you've got connections in here! The reputation of Quinvin Girls' Academy will be tarnished because of this!"

"Because I was asked, I had no choice but to agree."

"What a joke! Throw that person out immediately! The selection process is over!"

"and many more."

Just then, as if she had seen something interesting, Pedra spoke up to stop them: "Continue the selection, do not stop."

"Chairman, you..."

The secretary wanted to say something.

But when he caught a glimpse of the girl already standing on the stage, he froze completely.

Even though she had seen countless beautiful girls, this level of beauty was something she had never seen before.

"Things are getting interesting. It seems this selection process hasn't disappointed me."

Petora finally showed a slight smile.

"Isn't this a rough gem that deserves to be polished?"

Chapter Seven: What is an Idol?

"They're actually delaying the release of the match results?"

"I was all ready to hear the results, but you've kept me in suspense."

"What? This method is too low-level."

After hearing the host's remarks, people in the audience began to complain.

All thirty idol groups that were scheduled to perform have finished their shows, so now it's time for the results announcement that everyone has been waiting for.

Not only were the girls participating in the selection nervously waiting for the final results, but some fans who had become fans also began to look forward to it, their emotions no less calm than those of their idols.

Ryunosuke was one of them.

"This is too much! They actually added a performance at the last minute. Who wants to watch that?" Ryunosuke said indignantly. "All I care about right now is whether the members of SummerStar can get contracts and debut smoothly. I don't care about anything else."

"I've attended hundreds of concerts, and this is the first time I've encountered something like this."

Compared to the impatient Ryunosuke, the experienced Hideo was clearly more composed: "Normally speaking, neither the organizers nor the planners would allow a sudden addition of scenes after the performance has ended, because neither the lighting technicians nor the musicians responsible for the accompaniment had made any prior preparations."

"Does that mean the next person to go on stage will have to sing a cappella?"

"Perhaps," Hideo said noncommittally. "If this isn't just a deliberate attempt to add drama, then the next person to go on stage will most likely sing a cappella. But that's a type of singing that really tests your voice and technique. Apart from top-tier singers, everyone else's a cappella performance sounds like a disaster to me."

"Hmph, then I'm somewhat interested." Ryunosuke said with a cold smile, "Let's see if this guy who prevented SummerStar from getting results really has the ability."

The next moment, all the lights in the venue went out.

Only at the entrance to the stage remained a glimmer of light.

The noise vanished instantly, leaving only the sound of breathing, and everyone's eyes were fixed on that spot.

Some were filled with anticipation, some were extremely impatient, and some were simply curious about what kind of contestants would appear next...

The next moment, with the appearance of the girl, even breathing seemed to stop for a moment.

Because the figure on the stage was so dreamlike.

Her long, silver-purple hair cascaded down her back, the slightly wavy strands adding a touch of maturity, which complemented her light purple pupils, making her look like an elf born from a dazzling starry sky.

Her exquisite yet not bulky performance outfit made her look like a princess. The combination of purple-blue and pale yellow made her look youthful, beautiful, and full of vitality.

The silk gloves on her arms outlined her slender fingers, and the white silk from her feet to the hem of her skirt wrapped around her thighs, showcasing her full and shapely legs. She was extremely alluring, and the pure white color added a touch of allure that made people restless.

The way she walked step by step onto the stage was calm and natural, as if she had always belonged there.

It wasn't until the girl walked to the center of the stage and tapped the microphone she had taken from the host that everyone snapped out of their daze and resumed breathing.

"Show...Hideo."

"Yes, I understand, Ryunosuke."

"I...I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

"Yes, Ryunosuke, you are not wrong."

Looking at the girl on the stage who seemed like a goddess descending to earth, Ryunosuke breathed heavily, the darkness concealing the flush on his face.

He clutched his rapidly beating heart, his mind completely blank, unable to process anything but that figure.

The ultimate destination for those who only support one person is DD (a fan of another).

But SummerStar and all that were already forgotten by him.

He remains a staunch supporter.

Because when someone's first idol in life is too dazzling, they can only be a lifelong fan of that idol.

I think I'm in love.

Watching his best friend rush headlong down the wrong path of Gachi love, Hideo wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only helplessly let his arms fall to his sides.

He thought he had reached a point where he could pass through a sea of ​​flowers without being touched by a single petal.

But when he saw this girl, he couldn't help but want to put aside all the other idols and focus solely on supporting the one in front of him.

"Cheer up, Hideo! You've been through the lives of hundreds of idol groups!"

Hideo slapped his cheek hard, his eyes hardening again.

For idols, appearance is definitely not the most important thing.

While a cute appearance is important, someone who only has a cute appearance cannot be called an idol.

So-called idols are definitely not just pretty girls.

An idol is someone who can give hope to those who are at their lowest point by offering a positive attitude.

An idol is someone who can offer warmth to those who are lonely and helpless through their passionate singing.

An idol is someone who can give strength to people when they are feeling down or lost, through their energetic dance moves.

Yes.

This is the true meaning of an idol.

An idol without inner substance is merely an empty shell!

"No matter how beautiful you are, if you lack the manners expected of an idol, I will never become your fan!"

Hideo clenched his fists, his heart burning with a devout yearning for his idol.

"Let me, a master of idols, see if you have any real skills!"

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On stage, Miku Izayoi stood calmly under the spotlight.

Looking at the tens of thousands of fluorescent lights flickering in the darkness, and the faces of the audience sitting in the front row that could be faintly seen, she felt no nervousness at all.

This is not entirely due to the idol instinct imprinted in Miku Izayoi's body.

At the same time, it was also something she, as a true actress, had long been mentally prepared for.

There were only tens of thousands of people in the audience.

Even if it's hundreds of thousands or millions, it makes no difference.

All she needs to do is give her best performance to repay the audience's expectations.

Even if there is no one in the audience, it is still the same.

"Although I managed to control the backstage staff with my voice and successfully get on stage, I can't guarantee that others won't kick me out."

Her gaze fell upon the two figures behind the glass of the high platform in front of her, behind the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP room.

I learned from the backstage staff that that was where the chairperson of the Quinvian Children's Academy, Pedra Kiwireft, was located.

This is a character whose name is only mentioned in the original work, so Izayoi Miku doesn't have much confidence in her personality.

If the other person is a serious person, upon seeing someone barge into the venue, they would definitely call security to throw her out.

Although she had the security guards under her control.

However, to avoid losing the other person's favor, she decided to make things quick.

As for the backstage staff not receiving the music in advance and being unable to play the accompaniment, this is not actually a problem.

Her angel, the Broken Army Songstress, although her true form is a giant orchestral angel, she is able to produce the sounds of all musical instruments.

As long as it's a song in her memory, the Broken Army Songstress perfectly replicates it.

Although it would directly expose her angel, it was the only option she could take in the emergency.

All that was left for her was one question.

"How should we choose the most important debut song?"

Chapter Eight Debut Song

Breaking into Rokka Dome to participate in an idol selection competition was purely a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Along the way, Miku Izayoi was thinking about how to use this stage as a springboard for launching her plan, and had no time to consider anything else.

Now, standing on the stage, she finally realized the biggest problem.

She hasn't decided what she should sing yet.

Looking at the audience members below the stage who were all looking forward to her performance, Miku Izayoi swallowed hard.

Other idol groups practiced singing and dancing for who knows how long before officially stepping onto this stage.