Be a Superstar in Yokohama

002: Little Bloods and Underground Idols

"Hahahaha, not bad ambition."

The man dressed like a hippie clapped his hands, "Then why don't you consider coming to our office? Gebei's studio is also affiliated with us."

The secretary behind him handed over a business card.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at this strange man vigilantly.

Hakari took the business card and read out the name on it: "LME Entertainment Agency...President, Takada Raleigh."

Fortunately, his amnesia still retains these language information.

"LME?" Zhong Yuan seemed to know the company.

"That's right, I'm Takada Raleigh, and next to me is my granddaughter Takada Maria." The black-haired man posed a handsome pose and asked kindly, "Tell me your name, boy."

"Harkori, Jiulan Yukari."

Takada Raleigh immediately understood: "Hagari-kun, I will return to the company headquarters in Tokyo in a few days, and you are always welcome to come to me to sign a contract."

Hakari readily agreed.

Nakahara Chuya frowned, "You have lost your memory, and you believe everything others say, is it so easy to deceive?"

of course not!

To prove this point, Hagari asked Takada Raleigh: "Did you lie to me?"

Baotian Luoli was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Of course not, our company is quite famous, you can check it out."

Hakari looked at Nakaya again, his eyes seemed to say: He said he didn't lie to me.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his face.

The little girl next to Takada Raleigh also laughed lowly.

Hakari watched their reactions, doubts appearing on his indifferent face.

He really felt that the other party hadn't lied to him.

"I believe everything you say, Chuya."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked even more depressed.

Until they bid farewell to Takada Raleigh and sat in the dining room to eat, Nakahara Nakaya seemed very worried.

Hakari then ordered the steak set meal, and added a red, appetizing-looking spaghetti bolognese, and the drink was tomato juice.

Since he had never used his body to eat, he imitated Chuya Nakahara's movements like a child, eating slowly.

Seeing that the other side was drinking, he also tentatively took a sip of the red tomato juice. He didn't hate it or like it. Although it was red, it didn't give him strength.

"This is not blood." Zhong Yuanzhong also paid attention to his movements, reminding him of his mistakes from time to time, "Do you want to suck blood?"

Hakari licked his shrunken fangs, looked around at the humans around him, and shook his head at the increasingly dangerous eyes of the other party.

When he was born, he was surrounded by the strong aroma of the blood of the supernatural beings, and he lost his mind under the stimulation. He had sucked the blood of his benefactor who was a supernatural being, all of which raised his taste to an extremely high level.

The blood of ordinary humans is no longer attractive to him, he just worries about whether he will fall into hunger again in the future.

That was the real bad thing for him.

The fangs of the purebloods are poisonous, and will transform the bitten humans into low-level vampires. If they are ignored, these people will become zombie-like existences over time.

He could make this whole city his lair if he wanted to.

But that would be too tasteless.

Hakari is extremely disgusted.

He is a pacifist, and generally speaking, blood sucking is consensual.

So after realizing that he was out of control and made a mistake, Yukari fed most of the pure blood in his body to his benefactor to make up for it.

His blood healed the deadly wounds left by the benefactor's previous battles, and transformed them into a high-level vampire that would not be harmed by sunlight, crosses, silverware, or holy water, and was immortal.

Losing a lot of blood, that's why he will enter a weak period.

So much so that he didn't have time to wait for his benefactor, who had been in a coma, to wake up and ask if he wanted to return to his human identity.

Hakari doesn't want to go through this kind of thing again, he has to find a high-quality stable blood source as soon as possible, or artificial blood like blood tablets.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know whether he believed it, but just asked: "If someone else asked your identity like me, would you say it stupidly?"

Yukari was puzzled: "Is this something that needs to be concealed? I saw that Hoshina Geba also grew wings in that event called a concert. Is she an angel or a supernatural being?"

This world itself has the unique existence of supernatural beings.

And when he revealed his identity to Zhongya, Chuya, an ordinary human being, accepted it without any grievances.

"She's—" special effects.

In the middle of speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped abruptly, as if thinking of something, he was speechless to refute.

Hagari: "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense until I understand the world, and I won't get you into trouble."

Even if he didn't intend to hide it, he wouldn't yell easily.

He understood Chuuya's worries, and sighed sincerely: Zhongya is so kind-hearted and looks weak, so he must protect him well.

Central Plains also shuddered.

"Are you cold?" Hakari handed over the hot water in front of him.

The waiter seemed to be paying attention to this place all the time, and immediately stepped forward to serve him a new glass.

"Since when has the service here been so enthusiastic!" Zhong Yuanzhong, a regular customer, said unhappily, "I'm not cold, but you look even colder."

He looked at Hakari's unlined clothing, which was really eye-catching in winter: "I'll do some shopping before going back."

So Hakari's whole body was arranged, he was wearing a soft sweater and a coat against the cold wind, and even a milky white scarf was wrapped around his neck, which was extremely warm.

After maintaining the same style of painting as the others, the sense of distance inherent in his appearance has also weakened.

In addition to clothes and daily necessities, Zhong Yuanzhong also bought him a smartphone and taught him how to use it along the way.

Only then did Yukari feel like opening the door to a new world.

The web is amazing!

The two returned to the high-end apartment in Zhongya, Zhongyuan with big bags and small bags. There are many guest rooms here, and Hakari was assigned one of them.

He was very satisfied with the delicate matte leather bed in the room. His eyes lit up, and he rolled on the bed like a cat, as if he was about to sink in. He gave a hutch, with a relaxed and satisfied expression on his face.

The aloofness that came with him disappeared in an instant, and he had no intention of maintaining his image at all.

Anyway, I look good no matter what!

Except for the lack of wrapping, this bed is more comfortable than a coffin.The next time you make a coffin, you must use this as the standard!

After noticing his movements, Zhong Yuan suddenly realized, "This is a nocturnal vampire."

He turned on the air conditioner, and the phone in his pocket rang.

That ringtone is very special.

Hakari raised his head with his messy hair, and he recognized that it was Chuya Nakahara's singing voice. It sounded like he was in high spirits, and there were some noises around him.

Zhongye's singing voice is really nice.

He likes this style, but unfortunately he hasn't listened to it all yet, so Zhong Yuanzhong took out his phone with a dark face, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "It must be Dumbbird who changed my ringtone again!"

Dumbbird should be his good friend.

Nakahara Zhongya went to the living room to answer the phone, but when he came back, he just said: "The air conditioner is turned on for you, I'm going to work in the office [1], don't run around. Call me if you have anything to do. over yours."

Hakari immediately sat up from the bed and grabbed his sleeve: "Can't I go together?"

"How could it be possible to take you there." Zhong Yuan also patted his head, and went out while sending text messages.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Hakari lowered his eyes.

He doesn't like being alone.

Bad feelings will keep coming up, and I feel panicked and have nowhere to go.

He puffed his face, buried himself in the pillow, and rolled on the soft environment to soothe his emotions.

With the hot air conditioner kicking in, the warm environment combined with the nature of the race did make him feel lethargic.

"But it's a waste to sleep while the sun is still on," he muttered.

Hakari went around the apartment, except for the locked room and the master bedroom, he knew every corner by heart.

The empty house, decorated in black, white and gray tones, only made him more and more anxious.

Finally, holding his mobile phone and pillow, he sat on the bay window sill, bathed in the afternoon sun, and started surfing the Internet to divert his attention.

He doesn't know how to use most of the software. He only knows how to use the Yahoo search engine and ask questions, which is enough for him.

Hakari learned about the work content of several celebrities such as actors, singers, idols, and variety artists, and decided to go to the audio-visual store to buy some classic works to watch.

He knows that he lacks a lot of knowledge, so he has to study harder.

He doesn't want to stay in his own space, and buying study materials, isn't it considered running around?

do not care!

After asking for directions, Hakari successfully came to the audio-visual store, and under the instructions of the clerk, put all the works recommended by netizens into the small basket.

After putting it away, he walked around the shelf, searching for it while thinking about a question.

——Is Zhong also a star?

When he inquired about celebrities, he learned that almost every celebrity has a contract agency, and Zhongya also mentioned this term before going out.

Hakari, who didn't even understand what an "office" was, thought about it seriously.

There is also the previous ringtone, which is Zhongye's singing.

But he didn't find Chuya's album in the store, did he make a mistake?

Hakari searched on his phone, but found nothing.

"Guest, is there anything else you haven't found? I can help you find it together." The clerk asked enthusiastically.She had been paying attention to this good-looking boy for a long time, and secretly guessed whether it was an artist from some family.

"Hmm...do you have Chuya Nakahara's album?"

I have never heard of a name, but if a guest asks this, it may be a niche singer or a newcomer.

The clerk recalled, checked the inventory on the computer again, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, but we don't have any works by this gentleman. Are they underground idols? They usually release albums in special theaters."

"Underground idol?" This term is very unfamiliar to him.

The clerk enthusiastically explained: "They are idols who generally only perform locally or in the community, and have not officially debuted. Most of them are in the form of groups. They have special channels or websites, and there is very little news. They are different from popular stars."

After the introduction, the clerk sighed: "Underground idols are often squeezed by the agency, and the work is very hard. Only when they become popular or attract the attention of the public, can they make their official debut or appear in the mainstream media, just like the [Later Street Girls][2].”

The handsome young man in front of him doesn't seem to understand these things, he probably isn't from the showbiz, I have to remind him of the darkness of underground idols, and he can't just be fooled by scouts from black firms.

The clerk thought.

Hakari suddenly realized.

No wonder he couldn't find information, so Zhong is also an underground idol.This also makes sense, why did Zhongya leave in a hurry when someone asked them if they were celebrities? Was it because he was unhappy?

I don't know the name of the group that Zhong Ye is in, but I will definitely support their early debut!

Before Hakari asked in-depth about the underground idol, a masked man broke in in a panic, pushed the shelf at the door to the ground, and blocked the glass door.

The loud sound of albums and racks falling to the floor was startling and got everyone's attention.

What's happening here?

Hakari had never seen this kind of scene before, and stood there watching with novelty.

Outside the door, a police car with horns and lights flashing chased the man.

The masked man pointed a gun at the clerk and asked sharply, "Where is the back door?!"

"Our store doesn't have a back door..." the clerk's voice trembled.

"Damn it!" The masked man was furious and kicked the shelf hard, causing all the CDs to fall to the ground. Under the chain reaction, the whole store fell into chaos.

Naturally, Hakari couldn't ask what he wanted to know in this situation, he frowned slightly, and approached the masked man.

Through the glass door, the police outside were shouting.

"The robbers inside put down their weapons and surrender quickly. The accomplice who robbed the bank with you has been captured by us, and you have nowhere to escape!"

"Don't come in!"

The panicked robber didn't even look at it, so he pointed his gun at the person closest to him and shouted outside: "I have a hostage!"

The muzzle of the black hole pointed at Hakari.

Hakari:?

Do people in this world like to have trouble with blood races?

Ordinary guns don't work on themselves, and a broken heart can be repaired, but it's bad if it's a special bullet.

He just got his body and he wants to live!

Hakari's eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Facing the threat of the robbers, the police outside the door did not panic.

A handsome police officer with square half-rim glasses stood up, took the police walkie-talkie off his shoulder, and—

Sing Rap.

???

Hakari, who was about to use his abilities to save himself, stopped and looked outside in bewilderment.

He had come into contact with this music form when he was selecting discs and auditioning, but he didn't understand what it had to do with the current occasion.

Can singing Rap alone defeat bad guys?