10 Chapter 8 Kerori the Idol
"Why the hell am I even here?"
Cute demoness. Erotic demoness. Gorgeous demoness. Cool demoness. She saw all kinds of demoness around her as she sat on her seat with a gloomy expression.
"Why the long face? At least I'm with you right?"
"You just want to watch these beauties closely, more so that they can't sense you at all. Aren't I enough for you?"
Irene looked beside her with an expressionless face. She knows what he thinks because she is him, literally.
"What are you talking about? Why would I take advantage of myself, I ain't a narcissist!"
"But you were fondling these breasts so strongly just earlier..."
"...well yes I am but, IDOLS ARE ANOTHER MATTER! More so if they're devidols! I know you understand me, you know."
Irene just stared at him silently. She knows what he meant. But that doesn't explain why she needs to be one!
"Don't look at me like that. I am doing this to earn more points. The speed of earning points have been kind of slow in my opinion so we need to do this for a more stable earning of points."
It had been two days since the familiar summoning test and in these two days, nothing major has happened so far. And although the RP have been increasing bit by bit, with their current RP being 3000 points.
But it is still quite far from the price of the skill they want to get, the [Hive Mind] skill that costs over 6000 points. So this became quite a headache for Vincent. Though soon he found the solution to this problem.
This morning while they having breakfast while watching TV they saw an ad about Devimuse recruiting new devidols. As soon as Vincent saw this, he was struck by lightning and thought of a great idea.
And now they're here in Devimuse's agency. Waiting for their turn to audition.
"There are other ways right? Can't you just go and make some manga? Why does it have to be this way?"
"No, this is the most efficient way. And making manga would lead to me being found. Remember, there's no manga in the netherworld except Hatsukoi Memories and that manga came from the human world."
Despite her reluctance, she nodded in agreement to him. Making manga would definitely attract the attention of the netherworld guard dogs and some of the upper echelon. And she'd rather not be made an enemy by half the netherworld.
["Contestant No. 666, please come in."]
"And that's my cue."
Irene took a deep breath and stood up quietly. She then looked at Vincent and she felt annoyed by his punchable smirk on his face but she tried to not show it on her face as she showed him a twitching smile.
She then saw him wink at her and told her something with a smile, making her show a grin.
"I'll be right behind you, Irene. Show them what we got."
"You're right, I'll show them hellish music that'll be ingrained in their souls, fuhahaha~"
After her quiet laugh she suddenly vanished from sight, shocking everyone else around her.
" . . . "
"Kerori, anyone who satisfies your tastes so far?"
Mar-san nudged her glasses as she asked the cute girl beside her wearing Anti-detection glasses. It was the Kerori-san, a famous devidol known for her cute appearance and lovely songs. She was also dubbed as the Prideful Devidol.
"Why are you even asking me, Mar-san?"
Kerori pinched her nose bridge as a frown formed on her face. She was called here by Mar-san earlier for the renewal of her contract with Devimuse.
But just as she was about to go home, she was dragged here by Mar-san and was asked to accompany her pick new talents for the agency.
"Because you're a talented devidol and I thought it would be good to have your opinion too."
Kerori felt exasperated by her words and sighed as she pressed on her forehead.
"Can't you do this on your own, Mar-san. You have a good eye, would you have found me if you didn't."
Mar-san nodded in agreement to her sentence.
"But it's always good to have some other opinion in case there's some potential I can't see."
Kerori just sighed and gave up convincing her to let her leave any further. Although she wanted to go to school today and scout out the facilities, she gave in and decided to accompany her manager scout some talents.
"Okay, I'll stay with you for now since I don't have anything I need to necessarily do. Though... that next person who's auditioning is taking quite a long while to come here."
"I don't know. Wait, let me call them again."
"No need, honey. As I am already here."
Both of them stood up in shock and looked besides Mar-san. They saw a woman there casually eating Mar-san's snacks.
"Since when did you—"
"You mean when did I come in? I have been here for quite a while."
Mar-san narrowed her eyes and looked at the aloof and unpredictable woman in front of her. She then went and said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Go on there and give us a show. That's what devidols do."
Hearing her words, she just gave them an alluringly confident smile before licking her fingers seductively, making Kerori blush and think.
'Lewd! This woman is too lewd! Teach me your ways sensei!'
Meanwhile Mar-san just watched her make her way to the small stage with a stoic face. But inwardly, she was...
'Ahhhhhhh!!! So sexy! I need her just for that natural charm she possess!'
"What would you be doing? Would you sing or dance?"
In response to her words, she just smiled faintly and took out a pen from her chest pocket. She then drew something in the air and suddenly a violin appeared.
"I would be singing an original piece of mine."
Mar-san nodded and signaled for her to go on. Kerori on the other hand regained her composure as she, too, waited for her performance. Although she exudes a natural charm, it won't matter if she's bad at singing or dancing.
"I will thank you two for letting me sing this piece... now let me give you, Skyfall."
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A/N: Verzy is back! Sorry for late update but fun thing is I will post chaps again! Its just that I will be busy for exam week next week and school matters are getting piled up it's frustrating nyahahahaha. Anyways, thank you Neko Himiya for continuous support! You have my heartfelt thanks nya!
Next update is two days later. Peace out nya (づ￣ ³￣)づ
