"I thought I would miss seeing the player if I came to the concert, but I actually get to see you here!"
"What kind of luck is this? For the first time, I have an idol I love, and I even met a player! These two joys overlap… "Idol, player… you are both my wings!"
At this moment, Alain was facing another crisis, one of many, since he arrived in the dream world. He had been swept up by the waves of the Mitas, drifting with the current into the very center of the concert hall. The scene felt familiar…
"Everyone, don't crowd too much, to avoid a stampede!" He earnestly advised the surrounding Mitas, but this only intensified their excitement.
"Player, you're so gentle!"
"Hey! Hey? Do you want to go on a date, a date!"
"Wanna make love with me?"
"Hey! Are you cheating? I was here first!"
He was surrounded in the middle of the Mitas, feeling the plump chests of the young girls. He felt as if he was wrapped in a pile of marshmallows.
The various body scents intertwined and mixed, creating an unpleasant smell. Waves of scorching heat came one after another, making beads of sweat form on Alain's forehead.
As for the concert… it naturally had to be stopped.
He looked towards the stage. Miluo was watching the chaos below in a daze until her gaze landed on him.
The situation… was a bit bad. Alain sighed, his smile as dry as cracked mud.
"Everyone! Please calm down!!!"
Just then, a soft voice spread through the venue's loudspeakers, reaching everyone's ears. The high volume instantly drowned out the Mitas' excitement, causing them to briefly become an audience again. The girls' gazes turned to the stage, where their favorite idol—Miluo—was showing a pitiful, pleading expression.
Alain looked at her, confused, wanting to see what she was going to do.
"Everyone, could you please let this player go to Miluo first?"
The cute girl in a light pink outfit held the microphone with both hands, pleadingly looking at the Mitas, her eyes glistening.
"Ah~ as expected of Miluo, so cute!"
"But, the player…"
"Oh, don't worry, we're just letting Miluo have a date first! We'll have a chance later."
"Is that so?"
Seeing that the audience was convinced, Alain also sighed, his gaze once again falling on Miluo. He noticed that the girl was also looking at him, and her big eyes blinked at him, as if to signal that everything was alright.
"Then, player, please come backstage with me."
As soon as the girl finished speaking, she put down the microphone and walked towards the backstage without looking back. The Mitas around Alain also tacitly made way for him, forming a path leading directly to the stage.
"Player, remember to come back!"
Alain didn't reply, just waved at the Mitas as a farewell.
Passing through the curtain, there was a slightly dim backstage corridor. Miluo was waiting in the center of the corridor.
"Alain!"
Miluo, in her performance costume, pounced on him affectionately, burying her face in his chest with emotion.
"Miluo…" Alain also stroked her head, and just as he was about to ask something, her fingertip blocked his lips.
"Don't talk here yet. Come with me to the lounge!" She left his embrace, and just like before, she took his hand.
"Okay."
Alain said no more, and under Miluo's guidance, they continued walking deeper into the corridor.
Judging from Miluo's current situation, her identity was clearly that of an idol.
The girl's hand was small, and her palm was probably sweaty from the intense performance, but it didn't affect its softness.
Her forehead was also covered in sweat, and the armpit areas of her shirt were stained with a dark patch, a symbol of sweat. The fine sweat all over her body made her natural body scent much stronger.
Given Miluo's act of rescue, she was probably not too deeply affected by her identity, and could easily give him a hint.
But… Miluo saved him once too. When he wasn't looking, she even became an idol, enjoying the attention of thousands of Mitas. It must have been hard for her.
At this moment, a feeling of affection and sympathy rose in Alain's heart, and he quietly stroked the girl's head.
It was like a sapling he had always cared for had suddenly left its comfort zone and gone to a tropical rainforest. And she, in the rainforest, had even grown into a towering tree that could shelter Alain, the planter.
Emotions of admiration, pride, and sympathy formed Alain's complex state of mind at that moment. And this child, in a moment like this, still had the energy to save him…
"Alain…" She didn't understand why he suddenly stroked her head, but she just gave him a reassuring smile.
They stopped in front of a door. Opening it, they entered a place that looked like a dressing room.
Inside, there was another door, and it was clear that Miluo's destination was there.
Leading Alain, she opened the second door, and the girl cautiously looked outside. She only sighed with relief when she saw that no one was there.
With a click, the door was locked.
Only then did Alain have the leisure to observe his surroundings. They were now in a separate room within the dressing room, which should be Miluo's lounge as an idol.
The room was simple. A folding bed, a small fan, a small table, and a staff on the table, and nothing else.
"You child, you don't even get yourself better conditions."
Alain sat down on Miluo's bed without hesitation, and the girl leaned against him, smiling.
"Alain, long time no see…" She showed off her cute clothes. "How do I look? Am I pretty?"
"You look good in anything." Alain was not stingy with his praise.
"Then, do I look like a person now?" She crossed her hands, her arms casually emphasizing a certain part of her body.
Alain's gaze focused. Only then did he realize that the small buns had turned into apples.
"You… grew up?"
"Alain, you noticed!" She hugged his arm tightly. "How is it? Do you want to try?"
"…No, thanks."
Alain felt the sensation in the crook of his arm. He really didn't want to point out that it was a bra pad.
"By the way, can you tell me about the Pupil—"
"Oh, and also! Alain." He hadn't finished his sentence when the girl seemed to have thought of something interesting.
"You watched my concert, right? How was my song?"
"Yes, it was very beautiful." This was his heartfelt opinion.
"Then, are you my fan now?" She looked at him with her big, sparkling eyes.
"Of course. Even if you weren't an idol, my affection for you would be very high."
Alain dotingly stroked her head.
"That's great! To be honest, I've always wanted to try that." Miluo clapped her hands excitedly, then she sighed and lowered her head, looking a little discouraged. "But I never had a chance to try."
Her eyes, hidden under her bangs, stared at Alain slyly.
"?" He was confused. Wanted to try that? What was that?
While he was deep in thought, Miluo blinked her starry eyes and pursed her pink lips.
"Since my knight is my fan, then—" She raised her head, her face beaming with a smile.
"Come on. Let's have fun with an idol."
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