Akita City, a low-rise office building.
The office building did not look big, but there were a bunch of companies inside. There were maritime, financial, industrial, commercial, and everything else. They were all companies with only a few employees, and they seemed to be just dawdling around. Don't expect to have a pension or anything like that working in these companies. They were often too busy to take care of themselves.
The Uta firm was located in this crowded office building. It was a few dozen square meters, and it was pitifully small. Other than the president, there were only a few idol managers, all of whom had returned from Tokyo.
But if it was an agent who had made a name for himself, there was no need for him to return to the countryside to manage local idols. Often, he would be ostracized in Tokyo and return to his hometown. But how could a low-level agent lead a first-class team? It was even more ridiculous to say that he would counterattack Tokyo from the countryside.
Not every manager was called Koutarou!
The office area of the firm was so small, and the two idol groups under the firm all lived outside. Akita was cheap, otherwise the firm could save money and arrange for several idols to live in the company.
A small room of less than 30 square meters, only slightly more than 20 square meters, was squeezed together by five girls.
If they were to use a bed, such a small space would definitely not be able to support the five of them. Therefore, the five of them decided to sleep on the tatami mats on the floor and live together. The agency said that this would enhance the relationship between everyone and make their cooperation more perfect during the performance.
But in reality, such a narrow living space would only increase the gap between them.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"Good morning, everyone."
After they got up one after another, the crisp and lazy female voices echoed in the room. Although they were all energetic idols on stage, their tones in real life were as depressing as they could be. Performing on stage was already so tiring, so why should they continue performing in real life?
Unless they fell asleep one day and woke up to find themselves on a stage.
The more than 20 square meters house was divided into separate bathrooms, and several girls were taking turns brushing their teeth.
In order to not mix things up, from toothbrushes to chopsticks, the girls' names were written on everything from toothbrushes to toothbrushes.
Compared to their counterparts in Tokyo, who had to share a "cage" of less than 10 square meters with no place to cook, their treatment was very good.
"Is the meal ready?"
"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."
There were leftovers from last night in the small fridge. They could still be used after heating them up. As for the rice, he could only use the cold rice from last night. As long as he had something to eat, he wouldn't starve to death. Anyway, he could also control his body shape.
Cooking was done on a rotating basis. As for cleaning, it was an elimination system. Whoever performed the worst last month would be responsible for cleaning this month. Washing dishes and toilets would also receive the least pay.
Even though these underground idols only earned tens of thousands of dollars a month, it wasn't much. They might as well work in a convenience store.
It was not an exaggeration to say that he was generating electricity with love.
After washing up seriously, Yakeko helped his good friend prepare breakfast.
Wherever there were people, there would be underworld, especially for girls. If five girls lived together, they could form at least five small circles.
"Ye Yezi, why have you been so listless since you came back last night? Did you encounter some problems?"
Shigeta Ryoko looked at Ye Yezi strangely. "Didn't your agent approve your leave yesterday? Didn't you stay at home for one night?"
Yakeko shook her head and remembered the discussion she heard last night outside the door. She gritted her teeth. "Ryoko, do you think we can make it?"
She stood outside the door and clearly heard her father and mother quarreling. She also knew about the fishing ban in Akita yesterday, so she was worried and wanted to go home to comfort her father.
"Make it?
Of course, we often have performance plans now, okay? It's much better than before. "
"If we work hard, we can make it and become real idols!"
What kind of performance plan? Even without his parents' discussion, Yaya himself understood the difficulties of local idols. Akita was a small city with a population of 450,000. Young people moved to Sendai or Tokyo. Most of the local idols were old and lacked motivation. In addition to the two idol groups of the company, there were also other local idols in Akita.
The scariest thing was not to work hard, but to have no goal and direction.
Performing in the commercial district today, and performing in the nursing home tomorrow. What was the point of working hard like that?
Life was not a video game. It would not give you a list of how much time was left before you succeeded, nor would it show you the percentage of success.
You could only close your eyes and work hard. Only when you reached the end of the bitterness would you know the sweetness. But most people would fall halfway. Even if they tried their best, they would find that it was not a broad road ahead, but a cliff.
"You are not discouraged, are you? Something happened last night."
Shigeta Ryoko smiled. "You are the best among us. You look good and sing good. Even if you want to be discouraged, it should be us who are discouraged."
Underground idols were not star models. The selection of members was not extremely strict. Most idols who looked ordinary or even ordinary were the majority. Idols like Ano and Hashimoto Kanna were the minority.
Yaeko Ishizaka was the most outstanding girl in the group, but due to the style of the stage, she wasn't the most popular with the audience. However, her innate qualities had helped her smooth out many obstacles in her life.
"No …" Yaeko forced a smile. "Ryoko, why do you want to be an idol and persevere until now?"
"It must be because I want to be on the stage. I want to shine in front of everyone. Isn't that natural? Which girl doesn't want that?"
Ryoko finished preparing all the dishes. "As for perseverance, it has been two years. I can't give up anymore."
Yaeko understood that their idol's hard work for two years was like a big ship. They had invested so much time and energy. No one was willing or able to give up.
After a quick meal, the agent arrived in the car. He pushed open the door and looked at the girls who were ready. The agent, who had just returned from Tokyo, laughed. "Are you all ready for today's live show?"
"Today, we will not only have a live show, but also a fan meeting. We will also do something that will make us famous!"
Managers always had some wild ideas. As for the so-called plans that could make them famous in the past, none of them had worked. Idol groups had already entered the capital market. Idols from small firms couldn't make a name for themselves even if they wanted to go the conventional route.
"Aren't we going to take the supernatural route?"
"That is just the route we will take!"