Chapter 5 [First Title: The Foreign Siren]

Four months have now passed ever since Kiara's first single which was well received, most of the reviews for it were positive and only a few negatives.

She also got to perform live on a tv show that was aired all over japan, be a contestant on a game show that has idols as it's contestants, and also got the chance to be a model for a clothing company.

And now she's making her way to a department store in the Shibuya district, for she has received a invitation to perform as the opening act for a famous band that performs anime songs...

'The staff at the agency along with Kotori only informed me that they perform anisongs but they didn't tell the band's name... What was that about?'

Kiara deeply thinking about how the people from the agency were secretive about the band's name when she was being told about this current job that she is now on the way to, she just gazed out the car's window that she had sat near of seemingly annoyed.

With the her manager's car stopping inside the department store's parking lot she had now arrived at the venue, with glasses with lenses that aren't graded, a baseball hat, and plain looking clothes hiding her identity Kiara and her manager got off of the car and made their way into the department store's entrance without a minute to waste.

This part always makes me nervous, there's always a chance that someone's gonna recognise me whenever i try concealing my identity and walk in public...

The pink-haired girl nervously walked behind Kotori trying her best to blend into the crowd and not attract unwanted attention inside the building towards the event area...

Their were staff members of the department store already at work preparing the area for the concert when they got there, with some hooking up the sound system to others setting up the actual stage...

Some people were also there just standing near the said area seemingly waiting for the event to get started.

They both made their way backstage where the members of the band had already been waiting fpr the whole event to begin.

All four of them: The bassist, drummer, lead guitarist/vocalist, and the back-up guitarist were sitted on one side of the place just talking to each other.

Are they a j-rock band...?

Kiara stared curiously at the clothes that the members were wearing as they talked to each other on one side of the backstage area not realizing that she was staring at them like a curious child.

The members of the band were wearing leather jackets with a plain t-shirt underneath and black slim jeans which would make anyone think of steroetypical rock band, especially to Kiara who always sees atleast one poster somewhere that has pictures of members of j-rock bands inside the talent agency's lobby.

Mic static and many other noises could be heard as the staff that were assigned to prepare the stage for the mall concert, along with the noises that you could hear inside of a mall.

The atmosphere inside the backstage area was pretty tense because of Kiara not knowing anyone else beside her manager Kotori who was currently talking to some staff members a few feet away from where she was told to just sit down.

I forgot to bring a power bank with me today so I can't just play with my phone in case of a emergency... This really sucks... I wish that I atleast brought a novel with me today.

The impatience that Kiara felt during this time was so bad she even thought of trying to interact with the band members to get rid of the boredom of just being told to just stay in one place, butnshe stopped herself due to the fact that they might not be interested in talking to her at all and just ignore her completely like she was just mere air particles.

"The concert is gonna start in about ten minutes."

Ten more minutes, huh?

Little does she know that this opening performance that she was about to do was gonna give her one of her many titles that she had gotten from all of her achievements over her career as an idol.

There were already some people sat on the seats that were positioned in front of the stage with only a few more left before all of them are occupied.

Thirty percent of the audience was her own fans, while the other seventy was the band's.

The tense atmosphere backstage, the nervousness, and pressure from herself telling herself to not ruin the said band's

concert by messing up her own performance as a opening act had all been felt by Kiara the second a staff member announced that

there was two minutes left before she had to perform the opening act...

"Miss Kiara, Please proceed to go on stage."

At last her time has come, her own light-sounding footsteps were the only thing she could hear as she slowly made her way up the stairs leading to the stage.

Kiara's fans had started turning on their king blades that shined a bright shade of orange, while the band's fans turned their's too but their's were a shade of blue; completely differenciating them from Kiara's fans that were widely spread across the audience.

This opening performance was almost perfect to the point that some of the band's fans out in the audience had also become her fans aside from that said band's fans.

"Good work out there, Miss Kiara."

The vocalist of the band spoke up as she was seen heading down the stage sweating from all the dancing that she did as she sang.

"T-Thanks..." Kiara hesitantly thanked the guy that had long hair- The vocalist of the said band that a invited to her via her family's agency to be the opening act of their band's concert.

Once that was over she was finally able to home after the after concert party that the band insisted on her staying for.

"The Foreign Siren's performance has earned her even more fans yet again."

Was the news headline that she saw as she was browsing through all the channels for any shows she could watch when she got back to her room after she sat herself on top of her bed since she had some spare time before she needs to do her homework with a video footage of her opening act at the mall concert that she had just come back home from.

No... I don't want this kind of attention at all... This is embarrassing... And now they're calling me "The Foreign Siren".... Why did mother and father make me do idol work....?

She curled up like a cat on her bed in embarrassment to the increasing amount of attention that she had been getting lately.

[To Be Continued...]