In this country, which has a mature idol culture industry for decades, idols are naturally divided into three, six or nine levels.

In addition to the idols who are often active in front of the TV and are at the top of the pyramid, there are actually many girls who are hiding behind the TV and performing hard in the dark basement. These existences as the base of the pyramid are -

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Underground idol.

"So you are an underground idol." In the cafe, Futaba Cheng was drinking a drink and talking to the girl in front of him who had just fallen on him.

[Character: Tang Xiaoke

Status: Extremely hungry

Information: The opening conditions have not yet been met. It can be unlocked after the character system is opened]

hunger……

"Well, I was really sorry just now." The girl in front of her scratched her head, her face full of embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'm not hurt either." Futaba Cheng shook his head, and at this moment, there was suddenly a grunting sound, and a blush stained the girl's face. She covered her stomach with her hands and looked away embarrassedly.

Seeing this, Futaba Cheng smiled and ordered a piece of strawberry cake.

After a while, the waiter came over with the cake. Looking at the milk tea in front of her and the tempting strawberry cake that had just been placed, the girl swallowed unconsciously: "Can I eat it?"

"Of course, let's eat." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, half of the cake in front of him was eaten by the other party in an instant.

The other party held the knife and fork in his hands and chewed with an moved expression: "Sure enough, my fellow countryman is really good. I haven't had cake for a long time. Thank you."

"Well...actually, I'm not your fellow countryman either."

"Huh?" The girl licked the turbid white cream on the corner of her mouth and blinked curiously.

"Well, you don't have to worry about this, but you don't look like a Chinese, right?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"My mother is from the E country, and my father is also a mixed-race Chinese, so my appearance is a bit...hehe." The girl didn't mind talking about these topics, "By the way, my name is Tang Xiaoke, I am seventeen years old, and I have a professional career.

It's an idol, an underground idol."

"Futaba Makoto, just call me by my name."

"Oh, if Futaba Cheng...can I call you Brother Cheng?"

"Of course." Futaba Cheng liked the other person's straightforwardness, "How did you become an idol?"

"We were spotted by people from the firm and told that we could become idols," Tang Xiaoke said. "And when we first came to this country, we had no money, so we went."

"It's been a year now, and I still owe 100,000 yen..." As she said that, the air pressure around Tang Xiaoke instantly dropped, and she looked away with some despair.

Futaba Cheng was a little surprised: "Aren't idols very profitable?"

"The idols who really make money are the first and second tier, and it's good for us underground idols to be alive. Almost every time we perform commercially, we lose money." Tang Xiaoke shook his head.

“Can we still continue to run a business that has been losing money?”

"It's because we underground idols have other income, such as selling handshake tickets, hug tickets, sleeping together tickets, etc., or asking fans to do some special poses for photos, so we can make a good income."

"and you……"

"Because I didn't do anything, I owed more and more money. My mother told me that you are not allowed to sell your body to make money under any circumstances." Tang Xiaoke said seriously, and then she suddenly looked like

Thinking of something, he scratched his head and smiled: "I'm sorry, it's my first time to tell you so much."

"No, actually I'm quite interested in underground idols." Futaba Cheng asked, "Are you from Tokyo?"

"Well, no, no, I'm not from Tokyo." Tang Xiaoke stuck out his tongue, "I sneaked out from the Osaka office. Actually, I really want to go to Tokyo and become an idol."

"If that's the case, then you have nowhere to go, right?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"Indeed not..."

"My house is quite big, do you want to come?" Futaba Cheng said in a joking tone.

"Huh?" Tang Xiaoke was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "Okay."

The other party's directness made Futaba Cheng a little surprised. Is this guy simply missing a muscle? He pointed at himself: "Aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

"My gut tells me you are a good person."

"Actually, I'm the landlord." Futaba Cheng smiled, "I've been recruiting some tenants recently."

After Tang Xiaoke heard this, she immediately became embarrassed. She first looked down at the cake in front of her, and then said, "Well, I don't have money to rent your house."

"So Brother Cheng, you are a salesperson..." She shrank her neck in fear and did not dare to eat the cake. "If I don't rent your house, you won't ask me to pay for the cake, right?"

Futaba Cheng suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression and shook his head: "You don't have to pay, and the room I rent out only costs 998 yen."

"Hua coins?"

"JPY."

"Eh?!!" The other party looked in disbelief, "Are you doing charity?"

"But there is a condition." Futaba Cheng said.

"What?"

"help with housework."

"Gone?"

"Um."

Tang Xiaoke blinked, then reached out and pinched her soft cheek. After realizing that it was indeed not a dream, she stared at Futaba Cheng again, and finally nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll go with you.

"

Futaba Cheng was a little surprised by the other party's straightforwardness, but in any case, he was able to win over the new tenant.

[Tenant, Tang Xiaoke (?) moved in successfully]

【Daily point income: 9→10】

[Daily money income: 14,000 → 21,000 (including additional rewards)]

[Open mission system]

[Number of tenants required in the next stage: 5 (open hidden rewards)]

[Host: Futaba Makoto has improved his attributes, Constitution 1, Charm 1 (including additional rewards)]

[Tenant information: Tang Xiaoke(?)

Age:17

Constitution: 8

Intelligence:10

Charisma:10

Information: The opening conditions have not yet been met and can be unlocked]

A series of system information appeared, and Fuangye Cheng's eyes were almost blurry, but fortunately, the most critical information was clearly seen. Although it was not clear why there was a question mark next to Tang Xiaoke's name, he did.

Didn't take it to heart.

After chatting with the other party for a while, Futaba Cheng planned to take her home. Because Tang Xiaoke had a lot of luggage, Futaba Cheng even helped her pick up an extra suitcase, but it felt quite heavy inside.

, seems to be filled with a lot of things.

When the two left Fengyuan Building, they passed by the street TV wall.

Soon after, I only heard the news about Tokyo being broadcast inside——
Chapter completed!