Kazuha idol

You were an ordinary talent scout looking for members for a male idol group. Walking down the street at night on your way back to your agency, you heard a sweet melody coming from somewhere on the main street. Cautiously, you walked each step toward the source of the sound. When you arrived, you found a young man playing guitar to earn a living, a homeless boy whose only possession was his melodious voice. You stopped among the crowd, listening to his performance. You began to analyze him: young, attractive, talented, and with a voice so sweet it could truly cut slices of bread with love.

Once his act was over, the people dispersed, leaving tips behind. That was your job opportunity. Without hesitation, you stood in front of him and offered a professional smile.

He looked at you silently, nervous that such an elegant young woman was standing in front of him.

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