“…Broken hand??”

Yoshio Imano, who had just returned home from get off work, had not sat on his own sofa and immediately received a hurried notification from the staff that he had hung up the phone and his temples were pounding.

“…I’ll be there soon.”

On the way to the hospital, Imano's brain was spinning rapidly, and he had already made the worst plan.

They were planning to promote the candidates who were only in operation, but they were seriously injured before they even participated in the first performance. What an embarrassing situation is this? In the next group variety show, they also plan to let these second-stage students take more face-scans and arrange prayer activities. Now they are all ruined...?

"It's really... Dayuansang, what are you doing!"

With such complaints, he finally arrived at the hospital. When he pushed open the door of the ward, he tried his best to restrain his anger and changed into a concerned look.

"…Dayuansang, what happened?"

"Ah, Imanosan, thank you for your hard work, you came to see me so late."

Da Yuanyang in front of him still had an innocent smile on his face. He waved at him, and his right hand, which had been wrapped in chicken legs, pretended to be nothing and greeted him.

"...You know it's so late?"

No matter how you look at this smile, I can feel a little relieved. Fortunately, Yu Yu was still joking, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

"Why did you suddenly get injured? It's a fall..."

Just when he was about to ask about the cause of his injury, he suddenly saw the side, Ning Liu, who was standing a little crampedly.

“…Changbin Sang?”

“Imano San is so good…”

The girl probably understood that she was a little abrupt when she appeared here without saying a word, but after all, Dayuan was injured because of her, so she wanted to stay here for as long as possible.

"you……"

"——I was when I went to the rooftop to get some breath, and I accidentally slipped. It happened to be discovered by the passing Changbinsang. It was the hospital she sent me to!"

When Dayuanyang saw that Shin-Yanma was about to blame Nagabin for his appearance, he hurriedly snatched it.

“…passed by?”

Imano's eyelids twitched, and he didn't care how clumsy the reason was, but he just glanced at Nagahama in annoyance. The girl also lowered her head tactfully, looking guilty.

"Did the doctor say how long it takes to resume activity?"

The number of injuries that will cause sequelae is not that important to him. The only thing that Imano cares about is when he can start to push, whether it can be held as scheduled, and how much impact it will have on the original plan.

"...If you recover well, you can move normally in one month. There will definitely be no problem with the martial arts hall, and you can catch up with the rehearsal."

"A month..."

Yoshio Imano frowned - this time was a little embarrassed, not to the point where he wanted to scold Dayuan, but the other party would definitely not be able to catch up with the second phase of the group's recent forced proposal.

“…Sorry, Imanosan.”

Seeing that Imano was embarrassed, Oyuanyang lowered his head and admitted his conscience. Even though he knew that he had been given high hopes, he still made such a mess. To a certain extent, it would be considered an idol out of place. If it weren't for his special status and a little bit of arrogance, if it were someone else, the operation would probably have fed the resources to other girls.

“—— Rather than apologize now, it’s better to pay attention sooner.”

Imano waved his hand angrily, with some thorns in his tone.

"After a while, you were going to record the sports meeting of Chinese characters and the separate prayer activities of your Hiroshi Holiday Second Period. You will definitely not be able to participate in it, so let's have a good rest."

As he said this, he rested, Imano had already started thinking about whom to allocate the resources of the Dayuan and what other resources to the Dayuan should be added to.

"……Um."

At this time, Dayuanyang could only respond obediently.

"Then I'll say goodbye first."

Just as Imano was about to push the door out, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Nagahama, wandered between her and Oyuan, and suddenly asked.

“…You got it?”

Although Imano's eyes were still on Nagahama's face, Oyuan knew that this should be asking himself. He nodded slightly, but didn't know what expression he made.

"Um."

"……come on."

Leaving such an unanswerable statement, Imano left the ward, leaving behind a silent air.

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After a long time, Nagahama Ningru sat back on the edge of the bed pitifully, held his hand, and looked guiltily about to cry. After all, I heard what I had just said, and he seemed to have lost many shots of the Japanese sauce... It's really, it was obviously the most critical debut period...

"Hey hey, don't cry, Nagahamasang..."

Suddenly he was held back, Dayuan felt that the scorching movement on the rooftop was recurring again - it was a pity that you could still react again! Faced with such an irresistible cute offensive, he reached out to wipe the corner of the girl's eyes.

"It's okay, I'll just take a rest anyway..."

Although he also knew that his words sounded ridiculous, after all, no newcomer wanted to rest as soon as he debuted... However, he couldn't tell her, "It doesn't matter, the operation will definitely feed me other resources, don't worry, right?"

Sure enough, when the girl heard his "pretending to be strong" comfort, her already drooping corners of her eyes became even more depressed. She stammered her lips and squeezed out a sentence for a long time.

“neru…”

“……Eh?”

"Just call me neru San..."

I don’t know if it was out of guilt, but Changbin probably felt a little ashamed to even bear the respectful title.

"Okay, okay, then Neru San stop crying..."

Dayuan pulled away his left hand and rubbed Changbin's head. While resisting the girl in front of him, he endured the severe pain from his right hand and had to endure the burning heat in his lower abdomen. It was really a hell situation.

——But soon, he realized that there was something more hell...

...

...

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The next day, while everyone was rehearsing in the dance room, Oyuan sneaked into the dormitory and was caught by Nao Kosaka who was squatting at the door of his room.

"Hey...nao Jiang... didn't you go to rehearse?"

Dayuan looked embarrassed - he didn't expect that he would be encountered so soon.

"——I came knocking on your door this morning and you were not here. I thought you were out first, but I saw that you didn't come during the rehearsal, so I came back to see what was going on! Say, you yesterday..."

Kosaka was halfway through the fierce interrogation, and suddenly noticed Qiu Yang's arms being raised high.

"Hey? You're..."

"Ah, I've suffered a little injury..."

"let me see!"

Kosaka, who was a little annoyed just now because he was deceived, was worried at this time. He gently touched Dayuan's right wrist with plaster.

"Is this a bastard...is it...?"

Soon, she remembered what happened yesterday.

"I want to tell my agent Sang! I want to sue him! Let him go to prison!"

"No, no, no...nao Jiang, calm down."

Seeing Kosaka's indignation look, Oyuan was moved and guilty.

"This... I was injured by myself. To put it in detail, it's a long story... I said I fell off the bed and made it like this, do you believe it...?"

“…”

Kosaka Nao looked like "Do you think I'm a fool?" However, she is not the type who can ask questions in the bottom line.

“…It hurts?”

Soon, the topic turned to concern for the Dayuan.

"Well... it's okay, it hurts the right hand, it's a bit inconvenient..."

In order not to worry Kosaka, he waved his hand slightly. Although there was a faint dull pain, he slightly turned his breathing and maintained the stability of his expression.

"Then I must not be able to participate in dancing... I suddenly became so lonely..."

The girl soon remembered that Dayuan's serious injury had an impact on her idol's work, and that she had to spend less time at work, and her mood was slightly lower.

"...It's okay. If nothing unexpected happens, I will still come to intern every day, and I can still attend vocal classes."

He reached out and rubbed Kosaka's hair, which was a consolation in reverse.

"And, because the right hand is inconvenient, I will ask Kosaka Sang to take care of me during this period~"

"Um……"

For some reason, these words made both of them blush.

"——Then, let's go to the dance room first, I came out during the break!"
To be continued...