I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

Well... what a coincidence.

Mamako on the stage squinted her eyes and looked at Jianren Qihai who was looking tired under the spotlight, she couldn't hold back a smile for a while, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a subtle and inaudible smile appeared from the end of her eyes. jump out.

Qihai Jianren was a little tired, and he looked up at the spotlight unwillingly. The spotlight hit him straight, and the envious discussions of the audience continued to come from his ears.

Impartiality, very good, there is no situation where the spotlight is biased.

After confirming that it was impossible to hit the wrong spotlight, the determined Qihai Jianren withdrew his gaze from the spotlight expressionlessly, looked down at himself, and tightened his hand holding the short machete.

Gojo Satoru's presumptuous laughter seemed to be in his ears, and he could already imagine Gojo Satoru lingering in his ears for a long time afterwards.

Oh, the continuous laughter in the ears is not an illusion, Nanami Jianren turned his head and looked steadily at Dazai Osamu who had been laughing from the very beginning.

Osamu Dazai has been laughing since the spotlight just selected Jianren Nanami. Seeing Jianren Nanami looking over, he patted his legs while laughing and said.

"Mr. Qihai is really lucky, and he can meet his idol face to face and up close. I'm so envious. I also want to meet Miss Reality face to face."

The tail of the lazy voice was drawn out, and there was a bit of a smile in it.

Jianren Nanami looked away from the smiling Osamu Dazai expressionlessly, and fell silent.

If it weren't for the fact that every time the people interacting on stage were randomly selected by the computer of the program group, he now seriously doubts whether there is a curse spirit lurking into the computer of the program group, secretly controlling the computer to hold him back, just to play tricks on him.

Familiar yellow hair, familiar goggles, familiar machetes wrapped in spells.

Seeing the selected candidates, the program director in the background grabbed the few hairs on his smooth head in pain, and secretly prayed that nothing would happen again.

At this time, the host Bu Poshang on the stage also found that the lucky audience selected by the computer was too familiar. In the end, Bu Poshang succeeded in recognizing that this was the lucky audience from last time with his short machete under the light. There is only one person with such a weird thing in the performance.

Not only the director, but someone in the studio also recognized the familiar Qihai Jianren.

[This lucky audience looks familiar. 】

【It’s the fan of the male mother of the real-life sauce that performed for the first time last time. 】

[So this is the second time this male mother has been drawn, jealousy makes me completely unrecognizable. 】

[No male mothers!don't want! ! ! (Hoarse voice)]

[I want a male mother!Want a male mother! 】

After a brief silence, Nanami Jianren put the machete on the seat and walked slowly towards the stage.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, this time he will definitely learn the lesson from last time, be careful and never say the wrong thing!

Seeing Jianren Qihai coming to the stage, Buposhang asked aloud.

"This gentleman looks familiar. Is he the lucky audience from last time?"

Just when Jianren Qihai was about to answer, Buposhang turned the microphone to the audience.

"Does everyone look familiar?"

"look familiar!!!"

"Tell me out loud who he is?"

"Boy mom!!!"

"What is a male mother?" The audience who didn't understand why looked at the sisters beside them who shouted "male mother" loudly.

The sister next to her explained in a low voice: "The male mother fan who boldly confessed to Mamako on the stage for the first time, because of the great contrast between the mature and handsome appearance and the mother fan, has become popular in the fan circle. No one knows my male mother."

"Good boy mother! Wonderful boy mother!"

Osamu Dazai, who yelled "male mother" loudly with other audience members, was full of joy and laughed uncontrollably. Hearing the audience yelling "male mother" in unison, Gou Juanji, with silver broken hair, There was a faint smile in the purple eyes.

Zhong Yuan, who has not kept up with the development of the situation, is still thinking about what "male mother" means, a mother whose gender is male?

???

Listening to the tidy "male mother" coming from the auditorium below, Jianren Qihai took a deep breath, told himself to be calm, and said to himself several times, this is work, this is work, and finally managed to calm down after a few minutes. Feeling.

Bu Poshang: "Mama, sorry, sir, what do you think about you being drawn as a lucky audience for the second time?"

Jianren Qihai had no expression on his face, and his voice was flat without any ups and downs: "Then I'm really lucky."

Seeing Jianren Qihai who was too calm, he continued the flow of the cue program without breaking or embarrassing.

"Sir, we're going to have some quick questions and answers next, please answer with your truest thoughts within the specified time."

"Who is your idol?"

"Real people."

"Where and when did you start liking a real person?"

"First performance."

"Wow, is it the first performance of the passionate mother fan confession?"

Seeing that the host has been cueing her mother's fan, Qihai Jianren gave up struggling, did not deny her mother's fan, and gave an affirmative answer with a complicated expression: "Yes."

"It seems that I saw the mother fans who fell into the pit vertically at the scene. What is your favorite part of the real person?"

The underworld support of the first performance of the magic spirits, the urn advertisement endorsed by real people on the subway, and the second performance of the "Pure Love Speech" by the magic spirits quickly flashed through my mind.

Having encountered many things in the underworld, Jianren Qihai was horrified to find that he had gradually gotten used to it.

With a lot of thoughts, Jianren Qihai finally had a complex expression like an overturned palette, and struggled to utter two words from his throat.

"special."

To his difficult answer, the host Bu Po Shang nodded approvingly, agreeing affirmatively.

"The real person is indeed a very special and attractive person." Buposhang paused and raised his voice: "Now you can go and shake hands with your idol."

"Is it exciting, is it fun, is it a surprise, is it a surprise! All lucky viewers, take your excitement and shake hands with your idol!"

As Bu Poshang's voice fell, the audience on and off the stage erupted in an instant. The lucky audience on the stage looked excited, and Jianren Qihai, whose expression had not changed, stood out among the excited lucky audience. .

"Are you unhappy with this mother fan?"

Jianren Qihai's eyes were calm, his complexion remained unchanged, and his voice was steady without fluctuation: "Very happy, very excited."

There was no sign of excitement at all.

Mom fan, mom fan, male mom conjurer Nanami Kenren.

Standing with her teammates, Mamako couldn't stop having fun from the moment the host Bu Po Shang called out her mother fan, and when the audience called out her male mother in unison, she couldn't hold back her whole body. smile.

She hastily lowered her head slightly, the bright light of the stage cast a light golden halo on the gray-blue hair, and the broken hair on the smooth forehead fell down to block her crescent-shaped eyes, only a slight tilt could be seen corner of the mouth.

The lucky audiences who were selected came to their idols excitedly, and shook hands with their idols cautiously.

In order not to appear obtrusive on the stage, Jianren Qihai rubbed the center of his brows, and walked slowly in front of Mamako, not knowing what to do next, he turned his head slightly, and observed what other people were doing from the corner of his eye.

This time he learned the lesson from last time and chose a male fan as a reference, intending to learn from others how to be a qualified fan.

Before he learned how to pretend to be a qualified fan, a slender and slender hand was held in front of him. There was a circle of light gray sutures on the wrist. A completely different mix of colors.

It turned out that she also had sutures here on her wrist.

Jianren Qihai raised his eyes and looked at Mamako who was facing him and stretched out his hand. There was a slight difference between the girl and the first time she saw her in the performance. It should be because she wore different makeup to match different stage styles.

The different pupils have a fragmented light, and the ends of the eyes are pasted with sequins of the same color as the light blue hair, reflecting the light of the stage, which is a bit dazzling.

It is completely impossible to connect the girl with the curse spirit of Gojo Satoshi from the appearance alone.

Mamako looked at the blond man in a meticulous suit opposite him, shook his outstretched hand, turned his head away from the headset with the other hand, and spoke in a breathy voice, trying to avoid the sound being absorbed by the microphone.

"Let's take a formality, Mister Conjurer."

Looking at the dangling hand in front of him, did he shake hands with the mantra so peacefully?

Jianren Qihai hesitated for a while and stretched out his hand and slowly put it on.

His hand was a circle bigger than the girl's, and it also appeared to have a lot of bones. The moment his hands overlapped, his first reaction was cold. The girl's body temperature was very low, as if she was holding a piece of moist cold jade.

The hands of the two people shook their hands up and down friendly under the camera. Jianren Nanami referred to the confessions of other fans beside him, and began to walk the formality under the attention of the audience.

"I really really like you, you are really great, from the first performance, take care of your body, don't work too hard, rest more..."

It was obviously a very passionate confession, but under Qihai Jianren's calm face and flat voice, it seemed that he was seriously reporting economic data reports.

Mamako raised the corners of her mouth, a smile appeared between her brows, and her voice was brisk.

"Glad to have your support, mama-"

The voice became softer and softer, and when the word "male mother" was finally pronounced, it seemed to be slowly turning around between the lips and teeth, which was insignificant.

Looking at Mamako who had rolled her eyes because of a mischievous smile, and her well-combed blond hair happened to fall between her tall and straight eyebrows, it was a little strange, Nanami Jianren blinked slowly, and repeated in a low voice.

An insignificant sound floated in the air.

"Male mother..."