The entire team headed to the venue as if it were any other day. However, there was something that had to be done before anything else.
"Open wide and say ah," the doctor asked Risa, who sat on a chair in the dressing room of the venue for more privacy.
Risa complied and the doctor pushed her tongue down with a stick to be able to see her throat with the help of his glasses' flashlight. Risa choked a few seconds later, so the doctor stepped back.
He threw the stick into the recycling bin and put his glasses in his bag.
"In addition to the radiography I just took, I can confidently tell you that it's nothing serious."
Risa and I smiled at each other.
"That doesn't mean you do
Aeryx's world tour was only one month away and, since we had been on the road for almost three months, I gave everyone that went on tour two weeks of vacation. Including the girls, with the instruction that they were not to do or even think about anything related to their job: being idols. They tried to go out together to have some fun, but fans kept stopping them on the streets. It happened even when they went out on their own, wearing caps and tinted glasses to disguise themselves. Aki and Umi refused to hire a personal bodyguard, while Astra preferred only going out with Butcher, Sanae, and Risa. In the end, they had no other choice but to accept that it was going to be like that going forward. Aside from that, something interesting happened with the assistant we
Eventually, Sanae and Risa took Butcher's cake out of the fridge and put it on the table. They added two candles to spell Butcher's age and lit them. We sang happy birthday for him before he blew out the candles. Somehow, Sanae and Risa were able to push his face into the cake. They then served one slice to everyone at the party, along with the food they had prepared. It made me realize it was the first time I had eaten food prepared by them. It wasn't bad. Once everyone was done eating, Butcher opened his gifts. It was hard choosing something to give him. A butchering knife was too obvious, as was any home appliance, since they had moved in not long ago. Knowing he didn't have many hobbies, I ended up picking something riskier. "A flute," Butcher said as he took it out of the box. It looked even smaller in Butch
We followed them through the streets again and, just like Risa had said, people started greeting Butcher as soon as they entered the neighborhood that had many restaurants, stalls, and food places. Sugioka seemed confused at first, but her shyness quickly kicked in. It even looked like Sanae's and Risa's plan was about to backfire. Luckily, it didn't, but not everything went as planned. "Oh, no," Sanae expressed as Butcher and Sugioka walked past a boxing gymnasium. Butcher slowed his pace down and stared at the building. Sugioka said something to him, but we couldn't hear them from our hiding spot behind a delivery truck. They stopped in front of the gymnasium and exchanged words for a while. They then stepped into the building. Sanae hit the truck and fumed, "Damn
Our glasses detected we had entered a new country a few minutes before landing, and they recommended changing some settings to improve our experience. It was done with a single instruction. The changes became evident before we even stepped out of the plane. Subtitles appeared in front of my eyes when the flight attendants welcomed us to the country, indicating they had done so in the country's language, but I could also understand them perfectly thanks to my glasses translating their voices in real time. The subtitles became annoying quite quickly, so I disabled them as we walked down the tunnel into the airport. Once inside, I had no trouble understanding the instructions to grab our luggage, nor did I reading every line of text in the announcements, signs, or whatever other words were written. This included som
Despite all of GIMA trying to come up with ideas for the next album, there was nothing we couldn't agree on. Finally, after months of nothing, something came up. It happened during the night after the second-to-last concert. We were back at the hotel, and I was about to change into my pajamas to hit the bed when, suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I was in the bathroom, so Tomokazu responded. "Come in." The door opened and Sanae asked. "Where's Kaito?" "He's taking a shower. Did something happen?" "Kind of." Somewhat worried about her answer, I stepped out of the bathroom since I had only taken off my jacket.
Silence flooded the venue with a capacity of twenty-thousand people. It was a sight to behold from the green room. Her words were still impactful even though we all knew they were coming. Aeryx didn't hesitate to continue. "I planned to tell you about my real identity tonight regardless of the news that came out a few days ago, and it's a shame you had to find out that way. Yes, I'm an android created by TOTOT as an experiment. I know it sounds awful, but I want to be honest with you. And believe me, they have treated me like any human being and let me act freely. That was part of the experiment, in fact." I couldn't even fathom how she must've felt having more than twenty thousand people listening to her reveal her deepest secret. "I'm sure you're wondering what exp
Tomokazu stood up from his desk and approached mine. "Why the long face, dear friend?" he asked. "I hadn't seen you with such an expression despite the situation we're currently in." A deep breath came out of my mouth as I leaned against the backrest of my chair. "An offer just arrived," I answered. "It's a photoshoot for a magazine." Haru snapped her head toward me. "A photoshoot? That's wonderful!" "It is," nodded Aya. "Then why are you sighing for?" "Because it's summer-themed." "Don't say any more," interrupted Tomokazu. "Bikinis?"
Both GIMA and the magazine company wanted the photoshoot to happen as soon as possible, so we only had to wait until the weekend for it. Even though we had asked for such high pay, the magazine company still sent a van to HQ to pick up Aya, Butcher, the girls, and me. And to top it off, the photoshoot wasn't going to be in a studio. Instead, it was going to be on a real beach. Unfortunately, the beach was in another city, so it took more than an hour to reach it. Despite the hot weather barely starting, it was logical that all of the private beaches in the city with the most tourists in the country were already booked. The trip went as usual. We all chatted with each other about TV dramas, new bands popping out, our third album, and any topic we could think of. On the other hand, Umi was acting more distant. The