Izayoi Miku did not rember who she was, yet she also knew who she was.
A young lady from a prestigious girls' school.
A top singer with unparalleled singing talent.
A top idol fanatically adored by countless fans and known in every household in Japan.
It was said that if the global great spacequake disaster had not happened, she would have gone overseas next and beco a world famous superstar.
At the sa ti, from that information, she also learned that her parents had unfortunately died in a spacequake overseas.
Rather than sadness, the feeling that welled up in her heart was more like disgust.
It was a very unpleasant feeling.
Miku knew nothing about herself, yet on the internet, she could easily look up all kinds of information about herself——height, weight, family mbers, personal relationships. It was like being watched by countless eyes. Just thinking about it made her shiver.
How had the forr her endured such torture? Miku simply could not understand.
(An idol, huh... Why did the old do sothing so troubleso?)
During the ti she was hospitalized, Miku occasionally could not help falling into such thoughts.
Certainly, Miku had a voice and beauty worthy of pride. She also quite liked wearing pretty dresses. If she stood on stage and drew people's attention, that might be a nice experience.
But surviving in the entertainnt world for just those reasons was far too naïve.
In fact, the forr "her" seed to have once been frad in a scandal, suffered malicious slander from fans, and retired from the stage.
Even so, that "her" still had not given up. In only one year, she had walked out of the lowest point and returned to the stage as a singer.
Honestly, Miku could not imagine why the past "her" had been so attached to being an idol. If it were the current her, she might have given up long ago.
(Thank goodness the fact that I'm in this hospital hasn't leaked out. Otherwise, if a huge crowd of reporters blocked the hospital room door, I wouldn't be able to stand it.)
"What's wrong, Miku? You look absent-minded. Is sothing on your mind?"
At that mont, not far away, Takamiya Mana asked curiously.
"No~ Nothing at all~ I just haven't absorbed nutrients from beautiful girls in a long ti, so I'm a little hungry."
Miku shook her head and said with a smile.
"What are you talking about..."
Hearing Miku's unclear answer, Mana's face filled with question marks.
"Hug ti~"
Without another word, Miku gave Mana a hug.
"W-why did you suddenly hug ?!"
"Ah~ Of course, because Mana-chan is very cute. A lively, handso, ponytailed beauty who calls herself in samurai style is wonderful. Can I call you darling?"
Miku affectionately rubbed against Mana's cheek as she spoke.
"Please keep jokes in moderation. I am, at least, a girl with normal preferences."
"Eh~ But I'm clearly very serious."
Seeing Mana remain unmoved, Miku complained as if deeply wounded.
However, Miku was not actually depressed because Mana rejected her. Very soon, she locked onto a new target in the hospital room.
"Natsumi-chan~~~~~, your beloved Miku has co to find you~"
"Don't co over hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"
To be honest, Izayoi Miku was very satisfied with her current life.
Although the hospital gown was extrely ugly and the food was sowhat plain, at the very least, she did not have to worry about clothes or food.
Most importantly, aside from her, there were many other beautiful girls with different personalities here too, staying by her side, laughing and playing together. It was like a peaceful paradise away from the world.
If possible, Miku truly wanted to live here forever with everyone and never leave.
Of course, reality was very harsh.
Miku naturally understood that this childish willfulness could not co true.
Just like Kotori-chan had been taken away by her family, one day, everyone would leave this hospital, be adopted by different people, enter different families, and finally have their relationships slowly grow distant and fade.
How could she stop that from happening?
Izayoi Miku once thought about this question very seriously, and ca to a simple and direct conclusion.
She just had to adopt everyone.
However, if that was the case, money beca the problem.
Right now, Miku had lost all her mories except her own na. She had no idea what property she owned. Even if she found it, she probably would not be able to answer the password to her own small vault.
Should she beco an idol to earn money?
The mont that idea appeared, Miku denied it. Leaving aside the fact that she had no good impression of idols because of what happened before, reducing the ti she spent with everyone because of work would be putting the cart before the horse.
When she heard the Yamai sisters say soone wanted to adopt all of them at once, more than unease and confusion, what Miku felt was joy.
She had never imagined that the problem she had worried over for so long would be solved so easily.
The only thing she worried about was whether the adopter was male or female.
If so greasy middle aged man with bad intentions ca along, then that would not be fortune but disaster.
While waiting uneasily, Miku prayed that the person coming would be a sexy, mature, beautiful big sister with a broad and accepting heart.
Reality did not go as she wished, but it did not push her into despair either.
The one who adopted them was an ordinary, gentle, easygoing old woman.
"Please take care of , Miku. Starting today, we are family."
"Ah... Please take care of too, Yumi Obaa-chan."
Holding the elder's wrinkled hand, for so reason, Miku's voice was a little bitter.
Why?
Things had clearly developed in the direction she had hoped for. But rather than joy and relief, what rose in Miku's heart was only sha and self bla for her own childish thoughts.
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"School's over."
In the afternoon, the school bell rang. Izayoi Miku walked out of the school gate, stretched both arms, and cheered.
"Now then, now then, what should I do next? Should I go support Tohka-chan at the bakery where she works? Should I wait for Origami-chan, Kaguya-chan, and Yuzuru-chan to co so we can go ho together? Or maybe ambushing Yoshino-chan at her middle school would be nice too. It's been a while since I saw Natsumi-chan and Mukuro-chan in sailor uniforms. Maybe I can even see Mana-chan in her kendo uniform. Nia... seems busy rushing her manuscript recently, so forget it. Ah, going to drink afternoon tea with cute underclassn also sounds nice."
"Miku!?"
Just as Miku was troubled by the dazzling number of choices before her, an unfamiliar voice suddenly called her na.
"Um... Miss, who are you?"
Looking at the woman in a neat suit before her, Miku placed a finger against her cheek and tilted her head in confusion.
Normally speaking, she should have no reason to forget a beautiful girl she had t before.
"You don't recognize ? It's , your manager, Kurebayashi Subaru."
Hearing Miku's words, Kurebayashi Subaru first froze, then seed to think Miku was teasing her and smiled bitterly as she explained.
"Mana... ger?"
Hearing that, Miku's heart could not help jumping.
"I'm really glad to see you're safe. I haven't been able to contact you for more than a year. I thought you had already..."
Realizing those words sounded unlucky, Kurebayashi Subaru stopped with a bitter smile.
"Well, if you have ti later, would you like to co sit at my office? I have so much I want to talk to you about."
"So much... like what?"
If this were any other ti, Miku would definitely agree without hesitation to an invitation from a beautiful woman.
But today, she was strangely guarded, like a squirrel protecting its food.
Because she was excited from the joy of reunion, Kurebayashi Subaru did not notice anything unusual about Miku.
"Well, we can talk about how we have both been recently, what happened, and also——about returning as an idol."
Hearing that, Miku silently took a deep breath.
"——Help! Molester!"
"Eh, eh?!"
Taking advantage of Kurebayashi Subaru being startled by her scream, Miku imdiately turned and ran away.
She ran ho at full speed. The mont she stepped into the entrance, Miku shut the door and locked it without saying a word.
"Welco ho, Miku... What's wrong? Why are you panting so hard?"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yumi ca out of the living room to welco her, then asked in confusion.
"Haha...Obaa-chan... It's nothing... I just suddenly wanted to exercise, so I jogged a bit."
Miku laughed dryly and tried to brush it off.
However, at that mont, a knocking sound suddenly ca from the front door.
"Excuse . Miku, are you there? Why did you suddenly run away?"
"I didn't shake her off..."
Secretly regretting that she usually skipped gym class, Miku shouted through the door.
"Please leave quickly! I absolutely will not beco an idol!!!"
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