A Core Ship From The Start
/ A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 1218
Chapter 1218: 825 Chapter 1218: 825 After that, Duanmu Ai took the groggy Kujikawa Rise home–the company sent another car, thankfully this one didn't have a flat tire.
As a popular idol, Kujikawa Rise lived in a very nice apartment, at the very least it was luxurious, but it was a pity she was the only one living there.
On the way, Kujikawa Rise was drowsy; after Duanmu Ai delivered her to her room, she fell asleep right away–as if she hadn't had a good night's sleep in a while, because now, Kujikawa Rise slept like she had taken sleeping pills, deep and heavy.
Hmm, however…
Looking at the sleeping Kujikawa in front of her, Duanmu Ai stroked her chin.
She remembered having seen similar “manga” before, right?
The keywords were idol, sleep X, RBQ?
Too bad she didn't have the tools for the job at the moment, or else she might have wanted to try… well, that was just talk anyway.
Briefly recalling the content of the manga she had seen before, Duanmu Ai withdrew her gaze and looked around.
How to put it, although Li Shi had seemed quite serious, so far, Duanmu Ai hadn't sensed any aura of an Electronic Demon.
“Alice.”
Thinking this, Duanmu Ai took out the Summoning Device, and in the next moment, Alice was by her side.
“Can you sense any Electronic Demon?”
Alice shook her head.
“Is it because it's afraid and ran away, or is it for some other reason?”
Duanmu Ai checked the doors and windows carefully; they seemed normal at least, and there were no traces of an Electronic Demon's invasion.
Was it just Kujikawa's delusion, or was there some other reason?
Anyway, she'd have to wait and see.
So, Duanmu Ai sat down on the sofa and began to rest with her eyes closed.
Quickly, a night passed.
“Huaa…”
Kujikawa yawned as she walked out of the bedroom, and when she saw Duanmu Ai sitting on the sofa, she was shocked.
“Eh? Who are you? Why are you in my room?”
“Did you sleep in a daze?”
Hearing the scream of Kujikawa, Duanmu Ai opened her eyes and involuntarily rolled them.
“Think about who brought you home yesterday?”
“Ah…”
Kujikawa then seemed to remember something, frozen for a moment before slowly coming to her senses.
“Ah, I'm so sorry, I seem to be a bit… still not quite awake…”
“By the way, how did you sleep last night?”
“Very well…”
Facing Duanmu Ai's inquiry, Kujikawa Rise seemed to finally realize it, her gaze switching between the morning sun outside the window and her watch.
“Am I truly awake? This couldn't be a dream, right? I never thought I could sleep so well… Did anything happen last night?”
“Nothing happened.”
Duanmu Ai shook her head, and Kujikawa Rise breathed a sigh of relief.
“That's good… Oh, sorry, I'm going to take a bath…”
While speaking, Kujikawa Rise walked into the bathroom, but after a moment, she hesitantly opened the door and looked at Duanmu Ai.
“……Can you bathe with me? My bathroom is really big…”
Why does it sound so wrong when you say it?
Didn't Kujikawa Rise mention before that she encountered a haunting while bathing?
“Alright…”
If there was any hidden perk to being Duanmu Ai, it was the ability to bathe with girls openly.
Although it wasn't of much use.
After all, without the tools for the job, what's the point in just looking?
“Woo… Your body is so nice…”
In the bathroom, looking at Duanmu Ai, Kujikawa Rise's expression was complicated.
“Is that so? You're not bad yourself.”
Duanmu Ai said, sizing up Kujikawa Rise as she spoke, who seemed a bit resigned.
“I'm not doing well; idols need to maintain a good figure, and there's so much I can't eat. But sometimes I have to do those food shows, and I can't not eat, then I have to diet afterwards…”
“By the way, speaking of which, is the food on those shows tasty?”
Duanmu Ai had seen those kinds of food shows several times; basically, idols visit shops, then taste the food there, and the reviews are always unanimously good–honestly, Duanmu Ai felt it was all for show, as these visits by idols were not food critiques. If you said it tasted so bad even pigs wouldn't eat it, of course the show couldn't go on.
“Not tasty at all.”
Hearing Duanmu Ai's question, Kujikawa Rise immediately started complaining.
“Some are okay, but the taste of some is really average. I've also received letters from fans saying 'Little Lishe recommended this restaurant and I queued up for five hours, but the food I got was not tasty at all.' Honestly, I really feel sorry for the fans… but this is also my job, and there's nothing I can do.”
“I see…”
“Sorry about yesterday, when I first saw Miss Duanmu, I thought you were the new talent the company was planning to push, so…”
“I see.”
Kujikawa Rise was also aware that her situation had been dire lately and thought that her manager introducing Duanmu Ai meant the company was giving up on her to cultivate other idols, which is why her tone had been so poor.
“Miss Duanmu, have you considered becoming an idol? You have a good figure, you're beautiful, and you've got quite the presence.”
“Are you kidding me? Just spending one day with you made me steer clear of that occupation. I'd rather stick with the promising job of being a Demon Summoner.”
Duanmu Ai didn't have the skill of smiling at people whenever and wherever.
“But I've heard being a Demon Summoner is a very dangerous job. You have to deal with Electronic Demons, right?”
“Of course, but as long as you're strong, that's not a problem. If you're powerful enough, nothing else matters.”
While speaking, Duanmu Ai stretched lazily.
“In the end, I prefer to hold my destiny in my own hands. As for idols, their fate is controlled by the fans or the company, right? Once abandoned, popularity fades in an instant, often without a particular reason, simply because they're not liked anymore… To be honest, I don't like that kind of job.”
“You've got a point there…”
Hearing Duanmu Ai's reflections, Kujikawa Rise also lowered her head and sighed softly. However, it wasn't long before she seemed to remember something and quickly stood up from the bath.
“Ah, that's right, there's an event today!”
After saying this, Kujikawa Rise hurriedly left the bathroom, dried her hair, changed her clothes, and after eating breakfast with Duanmu Ai, they both took the company car to the office.
While Kujikawa Rise greeted others energetically, Mr. Inoue pulled Duanmu Ai aside.
“What happened last night?”
“A tire blowout… at least that's how it looked. I didn't find any sign of Electronic Demon interference. Did you guys inspect it?”
“We investigated.”
Mr. Inoue nodded.
“We had the car tires inspected by a professional, and the conclusion was the same: a simple tire blowout… But thanks to you being there yesterday, otherwise…”
“That's my job.”
Duanmu Ai didn't really care; her job was to ensure Kujikawa Rise was safe for these ten days. Once that was done, she'd be finished.
Whether or not it had been an Electronic Demon causing trouble was still unclear, but from Duanmu Ai's experience, it didn't seem likely.
Of course, that couldn't be said with absolute certainty either.
“Anyway, I'm counting on you.”
Afterwards, Duanmu Ai followed Kujikawa Rise to the TV station — claiming to be there for a variety show, Duanmu Ai finally managed to enter the TV station under the guise of a staff member according to her plan.
Of course, although she was supposedly an assistant, Duanmu Ai hardly knew how to do anything. She wasn't responsible for makeup and didn't serve tea or water for Li Shi. She merely pretended to be busy. Fortunately, inside the dressing room, Little Lishe was indeed very busy, encircled by several stylists — one responsible for hair, another for makeup, and another organizing clothes…
Being an idol is not a job just anyone could handle.
Although Duanmu Huai had seen Zhenjiling at work, the latter was a net idol and did almost everything herself. As Zhenjiling would say, only she could make herself cuter… Well, Duanmu Huai wondered who might be better between Kujikawa Rise and Zhenjiling.
Of course, if Duanmu Huai had to make a choice, she'd naturally find Zhenjiling cuter.
The reason was simple.
Kujikawa Rise didn't have a pair of long horse ears.
Animal ears are a cute point, after all.
What a bore…
Standing backstage, Duanmu Ai yawned listlessly as she watched Kujikawa Rise laughing and chatting on the variety show. Although the staff worked diligently, unfortunately, from Duanmu Ai's perspective, she couldn't understand what was so fun about such variety shows. At least for Duanmu Ai, it felt like a mere waste of time — though perhaps everyone else in the world enjoyed this kind of thing.
Oh, right, the show was so boring that she almost forgot her job.
With that thought, Duanmu Ai scanned her surroundings and with a flick of her wrist, she silently pulled out her Summoning Device — quickly, a black snake slithered out from her shadow.
“Search the inside of the TV station, look for anything unusual.”
After hearing Duanmu Ai's command, the black snake flicked its tongue and then disappeared into a nearby ventilation duct.
Duanmu Ai then shifted her gaze back to the stage.
Kujikawa Rise's schedule was hectic.
Even from Duanmu Ai's viewpoint, her schedule seemed incredibly tight — having just finished the variety show, it was off to shoot an advertisement, then recording, and there were dance and singing practices in between. Duanmu Ai thought Kujikawa Rise seemed to lead a life busier than any student's.
But no matter what, the day passed safely, and the last task was a rehearsal for a performance. Duanmu Ai, an assistant in name only, couldn't participate and had to idle outside the rehearsal room.
Whether it was bad luck or not, her Zhongmo had already searched most of the TV station without finding anything unusual, and the reports were all clear…
“Ah, senior!”
Just then, a familiar voice called out, and Duanmu Ai turned her head to see a young girl with auburn hair tied in a ponytail, smiling as she ran towards her.
“I thought I was seeing things; I never expected to run into you at the TV station.”
“Yoko?”
Seeing the girl in front of her, Duanmu Ai was momentarily stunned.
“What are you doing here?”
“My father is a director here, and I sometimes come to the station to bring him things… But what about you, senior? I heard you haven't been at school these past few days?”
“I have some work to do, so I took a temporary leave.”
“Work? At the TV station?”
“Well… not exactly…”
“Ah!”
As Duanmu Ai pondered how to explain things to Yoko Hasezawa, a scream suddenly rang out from the rehearsal room behind her. Hearing the scream, Duanmu Ai was startled, quickly turned, pushed the door open, and rushed in.
Chapter end
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