Chapter 63 Part 1
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Chapter 63: The Opening Thunderstrike, Little Sakura’s Awakening! (1)
On the stage, Kirimi Miyuki’s eyes were red as she smiled, bowed, and exited. Even as the music faded and the spotlight dimmed, the overwhelming sense of happiness deep within her chest shattered and dissipated, leaving behind waves of loneliness.
For an idol trainee, though, every opportunity to step onto the stage is precious. Experiencing such fulfilling emotions becomes a priceless treasure forever cherished in their heart.
In Tutor Group, even the usually sharp-tongued Chen Baijiu couldn’t help but be amazed, offering wholehearted praise without reservation. The other instructors were equally lavish with their compliments, unanimously awarding her a Grade A.
Moreover, both the stage performance and instructors’ comments made it clear to the audience that Little Sakura not only stood out among the Top A contestants but truly elevated herself above the others by more than one level. While other contestants were still adapting to the stage, she was already enjoying and mastering it.
Currently, Kirimi Miyuki had surprisingly emerged as the queen bee among the Top A, rapidly gaining popularity. She seized the opportunity on “Dazzling Stage” to overturn her previously lackluster reputation in the entertainment industry, now posing a dangerous threat to the Great Devil’s status.
This was a unique feature of “Dazzling Stage’s” massive audience pool. Unless first or second-tier artists swallowed their pride and entered the competition, the popularity of early contestants could easily be surpassed in subsequent stages. This chase full of unknowns was what excited reality show audiences, being the core source of their manipulated emotions.
The livestream buzzed with excitement:
“I can only say ‘Dazzling Stage’ plays with your heartbeat. Even though Little Sakura fits this theme song perfectly, I never expected the Great Devil to lose.”
“Fourteen of the top players were eliminated. It’s hard to imagine how the rankings will change after today. So exciting!”
“Will Little Sakura really stand above the Great Devil? Can she do that?”
“Haha, only the strong deserve a beauty like her. The question now isn’t who Honey Qing likes, but who can win her heart. ❤️❤️❤️”
Many of Little Sakura’s fans also enjoyed the romantic pairings in the story—the price of using such pairings to boost sales and reach the top spot with the theme song. At this stage, the online commentary in the livestream room became extremely mixed, with bullet comments distracting viewers from the stage as they watched, repeated, or blended in, causing momentary chaos and confusion.
Fortunately, Dream Weaver Rabbit hadn’t implemented precise bullet comment projections this time. Otherwise, Kirimi Miyuki, still somewhat confused and deeply moved, might have been influenced by the wild speculation from foreign lands.
After Little Sakura bowed and waved to the camera, she politely turned and walked away. Her figure disappeared into the dark corridor. Using her access card, she took the elevator back to the massive floor housing her dorm and practice room, then boarded a floating car that took her straight to the practice area.
During this time, she passed many Grade B contestants preparing to go on stage. However, due to the staff’s explicit reminder about keeping the secondary rating test confidential, all she could do when seeing Chu Wang Shu was smile, wave, and say hello before continuing on her way.
In the livestream room, many cameras remained focused on Kirimi Miyuki.
“Family, it’s time to see if the CP is real! ❤️❤️❤️”
“For those watching, Honey Qing just left the practice room and returned to the dorm.”
The audience’s imagination ran wild, and CP shippers often possessed Sherlock Holmes-like observation skills. Many speculated that, based on the camera audio, there was a ninety percent chance the two were in the bathroom.
“But Miyuki took the wrong path, didn’t she? If she can’t catch the cheater, what’s the point? How hilarious—why is she such a ‘defeated dog’?”
The critical comments continued unabated.
Unaware that CP fans were monitoring her, Kirimi Miyuki walked lightly to the Grade C Practice Room and peeked inside expectantly. Though someone was practicing there, she couldn’t spot Chu Yuanqing after searching for a while.
The smile at the corner of her lips faded slightly, disappointment flickering in her eyes. Then she quietly clenched her fists and quickly regained her spirits.
Little Qing must be in the dorm!
Based on Chu Yuanqing’s recent training habits, she typically avoided wearing skirts, starting with dance attire for basic training before returning to the dorm to change and practice “Candy.” So, she was likely trying to catch Chu Yuanqing returning to shower and change into a skirt.
Kirimi Miyuki headed toward the other dormitory building. Presumably to enhance excitement and encourage trainee interaction, “Dazzling Stage” officially permitted trainees to visit each other’s rooms. While not explicitly stated, this could be inferred from the unrestricted access.
Chu Wang Shu hadn’t visited the dormitory that day, being too polite to disturb a resting Chu Yuanqing.
Along the way, Kirimi Miyuki contemplated why her first instinct after leaving the stage was to find Chu Yuanqing. After careful consideration, she realized she wasn’t one to show off. Even if she met someone, she wouldn’t boast about her dancing, nor would it make sense to expect praise.
Strangely, the young girl placed her slender hand on her chest as if calming her breathing. She quietly gripped the fabric below her collar, her heart—so full of joy and excitement moments ago—now felt like a withered kingdom. Once she stepped inside, all the decorations seemed to crumble.
During those three minutes on stage, she felt as if she’d fulfilled a lifelong dream. Like a dam bursting, her suppressed desires and wishes had flooded out like a torrent, giving birth to a purely genuine “Heart Flow.”
This was, of course, positive. She’d captured that moment’s emotion and achieved outstanding results in the secondary rating. But like a fading dream, merely tasting fleeting happiness only intensified the craving for more.
Having experienced the wonders of a real stage, Kirimi Miyuki naturally enjoyed it more and grew greedier. This addiction felt like poison, devouring her heart even more as the sense of happiness dissipated.
Yet somehow she knew intuitively that seeing Chu Yuanqing would resolve that emptiness and sadness, replacing them with emotions different from those felt on stage.
Little Sakura, who didn’t understand lesbian love, firmly believed this was the power of friendship.
Kirimi Miyuki smiled. Yes, that’s how wonderful friendship is. If the stage is like a lighthouse gathering fireflies, then the bonds between people are precious things that shine on their own, driving away loneliness. This was perfectly natural.
Our friendship is as strong as gold!
More relaxed now and free of psychological barriers, Kirimi Miyuki walked step by step under the audience’s gaze, reaching Chu Yuanqing’s dormitory door to knock on it.
Knock, knock, knock.
The girl knocked gently and politely.
Since the door wasn’t tightly closed, it swung open slightly with her knocks. As if aided by a gentle breeze, it opened further, revealing a glimpse inside.
In the dormitory, Chu Yuanqing sat upright at the table with her back turned. She wore a white shirt and short skirt, showcasing her slender figure with its perfect, distinctive curves. Just a glimpse of her beautiful back lines and the sudden rise behind her coccyx bone, partly covered and outlined by the skirt hem, was enough to identify her.
However, in this scene, the most eye-catching element wasn’t this silhouette.
It was the person before her.
Xie Qingxuan bent down, hands caressing the other’s face as if flirting. Her platinum hair fell against white earlobes, blending with silky black strands to create a mysterious atmosphere.
From behind, Chu Yuanqing tilted her head slightly, like a delicate puppet, looking back with a submissive gaze that suggested willingness rather than discontent.
The striking scene left Kirimi Miyuki’s mind swirling with emotions, temporarily rendering her speechless and motionless.
Meanwhile, the livestream audience grew impatient.
When adjusting her skirt, Chu Yuanqing had accidentally turned off the dormitory camera.
To prevent accidents, the production team hadn’t assigned a nano camera for the live broadcast, so Kirimi Miyuki’s live channel constantly switched between various camera angles from different locations.
In other words, they couldn’t see inside the dormitory at all.
“This angle doesn’t show Miyuki’s expression, but something seems wrong,” someone commented.
“Oh no, they won’t really catch Honey Qing cheating on her partner, will they?”
“Don’t worry, my friend Honey Qing does whatever she wants—there’s no such thing as cheating.”
“Damn, I feel like we’ve missed a masterpiece. Could this really be a real-life love triangle?”
“I don’t know, but I’ve already taken off my pants, ready to build a power plant.”
While the livestream audience grew anxious and Kirimi Miyuki’s brain stopped working, the two in the dorm remained completely unaware, chatting casually.
Xie Qingxuan lowered her hand from the other’s cheek and said thoughtfully, “Your skin is the best I’ve ever seen, naturally fair. No wonder I never realized you weren’t wearing makeup.”
“Well then, let’s save time and just apply some lipstick.”
Chu Yuanqing blinked, feeling somewhat disheartened.
She’d bathed quickly, finishing in less than ten minutes, changed her dress, and prepared for training as a trainee.
Upon emerging, she’d found a wet golden retriever staring at itself in the mirror, as if contemplating deep life truths, looking worryingly cute.
Chu Yuanqing had reluctantly dried her hair before leaving.
She thought that would be the end of it.
But as she was leaving, Xie Qingxuan’s soul-searching question made her stop: “You’re going on stage soon, why not finish your makeup?”
The girl then confidently presented her responses to the assistant sister.
And now, after admiring the delicate face for a moment, Xie Qingxuan pondered and silently retrieved a box of unopened cosmetics from the cabinet, clearly intending to do something.
Looking at the luxurious and exquisite packaging in the box, with logos of top brands, one could estimate that selling them would easily cover half a year’s salary.
The wicked rich lady!
