Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Ito glanced at Fujikawa, who seemed abandoned by the world, in the corner, and nodded. "I guess so."

"Let's continue with this risqué topic. Talking about these things during the day gives me a strange sense of excitement."

It seems that Mori has unlocked some strange trait.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to take you somewhere."

"A love hotel? Or a corner of the park? There are too many people in the park now, we might get seen, but if Hisahito insists..."

Ito covered the other person's mouth to prevent them from talking about anything that would ruin the art style. Asada was right; when you're working, you should only be working.

A spirit of dedication is subtly burning within them!

........

At 7:30 p.m., the open-air music festival at Daze Park had just begun when a rock band had already set the mood on fire.

Bands of different styles occupied their respective booths, and the neon signs carved out dazzling areas in the deepening night.

The evening breeze carried different sounds and cheers, and the air was filled with the scent of dreams and hormones, causing people's minds to gradually become restless.

Nishino Aoi held the flyer that had been handed to her on the streets of Shibuya a few days ago. Her gaze shifted between the various booths, lingering on each one for a few moments.

Although there are free drinks, the main reason to come to an open-air music festival is to listen to the music you like.

Just as she was about to stuff the colorful flyers into her bag, a dark brown teddy bear came into view, carrying a tray with several drinks on it.

"What's up?"

Nishino Aoi looked at the silent teddy bear, which pointed with its bloated paws at the colorful flyers in her hand, and then awkwardly pointed to the bubbly, clear drinks on its tray.

The liquid in the glass was clear, and a few slices of lemon trembled slightly with the bubbles, while the straw was inserted at an angle.

Despite its clumsy appearance, the bear's paws were surprisingly clear in their intent.

An absurd yet intriguing possibility flashed through her mind.

She smiled, folded the colorful flyer, and stuffed it into the front pocket of her teddy bear apron.

As if a silent contract had been completed, the teddy bear immediately handed the tray to her.

Nishino Aoi took a drink; the sparkling water had three or four ice cubes in it.

"Thank you," she whispered, though she wasn't sure if the other person could hear her.

Holding the unexpected complimentary drink, she changed her mind about casually browsing and turned her gaze toward booth number 40, which was marked on the flyer.

"It wouldn't hurt to listen to it for a bit," she muttered to herself as she walked toward the unassuming booth.

Seeing that she had walked away in the right direction, the teddy bear nodded in satisfaction and then planned to continue its journey.

A rabbit dressed in a similar mascot costume approached, with similar attire and a similar drink.

Ito gestured with his bear paw towards the rabbit Mori, indicating that this area belonged to him and the other to Mori.

The rabbit didn't move.

What kind of risqué, unacceptable behavior is it? The result is that they are dressed up in mascot costumes and forced to do hard labor.

The two stood there, and under the heavy mascot costume, her forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and a sticky feeling spread all over her body.

Although the evening breeze was a little cool, it couldn't penetrate this damn mascot costume at all!

Damn it, Ito!

But none of that was what annoyed her the most.

What she found most intolerable was that Ito actually intended for her to wear this hot and bulky outfit and hand out drinks like a laborer throughout the entire music festival!

What a joke! This kind of thing could have been done by Fujikawa or Shinno!

Okay... actually, these aren't unacceptable, but only if you can squeeze into the same small area with Ito, listen to his rambling, or interact with him.

What does it mean to be "exiled to the frontier"?

She was unwilling to accept working remotely and silently enduring her boyfriend's interactions with other girls!

Morikami is not Asada!

As she was gritting her teeth in frustration, she saw that Ito, that silly bear, seemed to "understand" her dissatisfaction and actually moved to another, more distant area, "giving" her the area located at the entrance of Osawa Park.

Mori could even guess what Ito was thinking, which was nothing more than that he wanted to help share the pressure with him, so he took the initiative to switch places.

.....

!!!

That arrogant bastard!

Mori's back teeth were almost grinding to powder as he swallowed the rabbit plushie. He was utterly helpless against this annoying creature.

She couldn't use her hands; the bulky mascot costume and the tray in her hands greatly restricted her movements.

So all we could do was watch that utter jerk leave!

Just as she was about to accept reality, two girls in Hibiya High School uniforms walked over somewhat bewildered, holding the familiar colorful flyer in their hands and looking around.

"Um...excuse me, could you tell me how to get to booth number 40? We've been looking for it for ages..." one of the girls cautiously tugged at Rabbit Mori's arm.

The location markings on the flyer were indeed very vague, and booth number 40 was located in a relatively remote area.

It's probably because Mori's outfit makes him look like an officially assigned NPC.

Rabbit Mori remained silent, the heavy hood preventing her from speaking, but she nodded.

She raised her bulky rabbit arm, pointed in a direction, and gestured for them to follow.

She walked with clumsy steps, leading two junior students through the bustling crowd toward booth number 40.

With each step she took, the heat inside the mascot costume increased, but she still dutifully led them to their destination: a small, unassuming stage that already had a few spectators gathered around it.

The two girls bowed to Mori, saying, "Thank you."

Rabbit Sen waved its paw, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Watching them blend into the audience, she turned around and prepared to return to her "given" position.

Turning around, I caught a glimpse of Ito efficiently weaving through the crowd in the distance, using his clumsy body language to successfully hand out drinks and flyers to passersby. Occasionally, someone would even be amused by him and take out their phone to take a picture with him.

You seem quite dedicated to your work.

But what's with that Shibuya gyaru? Why isn't she even going to spare the teddy bear?

Wait a minute! Why does Ito have to flirt with girls even when he's wearing a mascot costume?!

What exactly does he take his job for?!

Chapter 231 "Open-air Music Festival II"

Osawa Park is destined to be sleepless tonight.

This wasn't her first time on stage, but her previous performances were either very short or she was with other people. This was her first time performing alone like this.

Without Ito's assistance and without anyone to excuse his mistakes, he had to rely on himself for everything else.

The ornaments hanging from her waist clinked as she walked. She lifted the curtain backstage and stepped onto the stage.

This kind of thing—

That's amazing!!!

Good evening, everyone!

He radiated a genuine, confident smile, even though the audience was sparse, and many were looking down at their phones.

Even the appearance of the main character on stage couldn't awaken the crowd; it only stirred up the competitive spirit flowing in Asada's blood.

Wearing what looked like a tailor-made stage outfit, Asada slightly loosened her left hand from the black neck of the Yamaha 611 guitar.

I recalled my conversation with Ito last night.

"Don't take this result too seriously. You can think of it as playing a simulation game. Starting over is no big deal."

Although I knew Ito was trying to relieve the pressure on me, I still couldn't help but punch him in the face.

Asada held onto the belief of becoming the world's number one idol for life.

If she can't even handle a stage like this, then she might as well marry Ito and have children sooner!

“Kass have hia shells ha yi yia stay yi ya”

Music was already playing from the next booth, its beautiful and sacred sounds echoing in the air. Asada and the long-haired lead singer looked at each other from a distance, and saw provocation and a hint of disdain in each other's eyes.

The number of people at the two booths differed by more than double. This unavoidable difference in numbers, coupled with the already remote location, would also lure away visitors who originally intended to go to other booths.

There are quite a few guys like Ito who start relationships and then abandon them.

but......

Asada gently plucked the strings with the pick, and the microphone sensitively captured the sound. Then, the speed gradually increased, and Asada's fingers flew across the strings, from the fifth fret to the fourth fret, and continued to move across, pulling down the strings and striking them.

A high-speed and aggressive electric guitar solo pierced the night sky, temporarily overshadowing the booth next door.

Asada's left hand moved swiftly across the neck of the violin, sliding down from the high positions to pluck and strike the strings, while his right hand plucked the strings with a dazzling speed.

The musical notes entered everyone's ears violently like raindrops.

This solo is purely a display of skill, designed to grab the attention of the audience at this moment, at this opening, at this very instant.

In order to prevent them from underestimating her from the very beginning, in order to immerse them in her performance from the very beginning, and in order to make them appreciate Asada's stage from this moment on!

One by one, the audience members looked up, their previous absent-mindedness or looking down at their phones disappearing almost simultaneously as they all raised their heads.

As everyone's gaze fell upon the glamorous figure on the stage, the whispers gradually faded away, replaced by a look of astonishment at this unknown team.

The rapid key changes and the gradually increasing BPM gripped everyone's heartbeats. Then, at the highest point, after a strumming motion, the instrument was played again and stopped.

"Welcome to our performance!"

Asada grabbed the microphone, her voice booming, her eyes illuminated by the spotlight, where a radiance of idolism began to flicker!

"The next song is 'Bustling, Our City'!"

.......

While the idol contestants showcase their talents on stage and strive for their dreams, our manager is equally determined.