[If you have a dream of becoming an idol, want to stand under the spotlight, hear the cheers of the audience, and feel your heart beating, then come here!]
[The academy competition is now open for registration!]
"That’s right, this is it!"
Shami got the information she wanted and looked forward.
"As long as you win the championship of this competition, the popularity of the entire Saint Karno School will be yours."
There was another person in the office — Magical Girl Saili sitting at the guest seat of the desk.
Taking the poster Shami handed her, the Magical Girl recalled Weasley’s words.
At that time, Weasley arranged for the Magical Girl to be an exchange student at Saint Karno School to gather popularity, and he had mentioned this competition.
"This is the best way."
Shami firmly looked at the Magical Girl.
The Magical Girl bit her lip.
"What are you hesitating about, Saili?"
"Becoming an idol with absolutely no experience, compared to learning magic, which would be more difficult?"
"Of course, learning magic."
Shami leaned back in her chair, her eyes assessing the Magical Girl.
"The two necessary factors to become an idol — looks and figure, Saili, you’ve got them both."
"I feel like you’re talking like a pervert."
The Magical Girl fell silent for a while, looking at the registration method at the bottom of the poster.
"If I have your help, then I’ll try to sign up."
Seeing that the Magical Girl had made up her mind to register, Shami transformed into an advisor, strategizing for the Magical Girl. Thɪs chapter is updated by ɴovelfire.net
"Since you’ve decided to sign up, from now on, it’s a war to debut, Saili. Becoming an idol is an extremely tough task. When you decide to stand under the spotlight, all gazes will focus on you, and your competitors will find any tiny flaw on you to attack."
Magical Girl Dammy knitted her brows, already having the thought of retreating.
"Isn’t there a competition that rates who has stronger Shield Magic in a debut?"
"That kind of competition is no longer in the realm of idols!"
Shami shook her head.
To wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
"Since you want to gather the school’s popularity, of course, you need to become the idol of the whole school."
The Magical Girl looked at Shami in surprise.
It seemed that Shami was really reliable today. Although she was usually pretty reliable, today she seemed particularly reliable.
Looks like she studied books on managing agents well last night.
She couldn’t show weakness either.
"So what should we do first?"
The Magical Girl straightened her back.
"First, take off your clothes."
Shami seriously propped her chin with her hands.
"After all that talk, the first thing is casting couch, huh? This is an office, if someone sees, it’s over!"
The Magical Girl was stunned for a moment, lowered her voice, and glared at Shami.
"Of course, it’s not a casting couch."
Shami looked over seriously.
"I mentioned before that if you become an idol, every small flaw on your body could become a target for rivals. For example, if your ankle isn’t pretty, your thighs are too thick, or you have a little belly, they could all be criticized."
"Saili, I am now your manager. As your manager, it’s necessary for me to conduct a thorough inspection of your body, so that I know where your weaknesses are and can devise an appropriate body beautification plan."
Why does it sound so reasonable?! This guy clearly just wants to see the Magical Girl’s ○ body, right?
Shami’s words made the black-haired girl, who had always been confident in her figure, lose her confidence.
Saili sat in the chair, caught in a dilemma.
"If you don’t cooperate, it will be tough for me."
"Saili, you know, if you don’t trust me, how can we become a legendary idol-manager duo?"
The Magical Girl gritted her teeth.
Forget it, just go for it. After all, Shami has already seen her swimsuit.
Swimsuits and underwear are essentially the same, just different materials.
The Magical Girl’s small hand moved to the back, using magic to lock the room door securely.
"Don’t worry, the soundproofing here is excellent."
Despite Shami’s words, the Magical Girl still cast a noise reduction spell around them.
Apart from the manager-idol relationship, there’s also the demon king-demon envoy relationship, but they currently had another identity — this was still a school.
Sensual office play between teacher and student must not be seen by a third person!
After ensuring everything was secure, the Magical Girl took a deep breath, putting away her inner anxiety.
Her hands slowly rose, undoing the black bow in front of her chest, as the entire Mage’s Skirt fell to the ground under her nimble hands.
"T-this should be enough, right?"
The Magical Girl’s cheeks were already a bit flushed, looking at Shami.
Shami’s eyes slowly widened.
"I didn’t expect your whole body to be coordinated in black, Saili."
The Magical Girl shifted her slender legs, swaying under the black ensemble, her body appearing as pure as white jade.
The black bra, black panties, thigh ring on her right leg, and the boots she wore just above her ankles were the only garments left on Saili’s body.
"If you’re going to do something, hurry up. Stop gawking."
The Magical Girl bit her pearly teeth.
Shami slowly stood up.
"Saili, your manager will now conduct a complete inspection of your body."
The Magical Girl awkwardly stood there, her small hands clasped at her sides, resisting the urge to cover herself, with her Mage’s Skirt scattered like petals around her boots.
Shami stood beside her with a pen and notebook, taking notes seriously.
"Calf shape is nice and skin is fair, no scars."
"Knees are pink, with a slight bone outline, slender but not overly skinny, falling into the delicate girl-type knees category."
"Behind the knees, the popliteal fossa is small and clean, pinkish white."
"Thighs are rounded, skin fair, with a perfect proportion to the calves, also no scars, with a tiny black spot about one millimeter in diameter on the inner thigh, no big deal."
Shami moved from a squatting perspective upwards.
The Magical Girl, hearing this detailed recording, blushed even harder from ear to ear.
Why record so meticulously when you’re just taking notes?!
This means 90% of her body would be seen by the demon king.
Shami continued his record, reaching her upper body.
"Navel is very nice, perfect score."
"Waist is very slim, with charming abs, a bonus point."
"Collarbones are slender and attractive, flawless."
"What about the chest! One of the most important parts, don’t skip it!"
The Magical Girl interrupted as Shami was about to observe her neck.
"There’s really nothing much to say."
"What do you mean nothing much? This is a Magical Girl’s chest! Top tier within a C!"
"Did you secretly add a cup size, Saili! Not to mention something’s blocking the view, and such parts are generally most protected, unlikely to be seen by others, so no need to linger too much."
The sound of Shami made the blushing Magical Girl bite her lower lip.
Her thoughts were in disarray.
Could it be from hanging out with white-haired and purple-haired students too much? She suddenly wanted her chest to be bigger, even though she thought B was just perfect.
Shami returned to his appraisal, moving from the Magical Girl’s swan-like neck upwards, observing her pretty face.
Her flawless little face had not a single flaw to be found.
At that moment, the unfocused Magical Girl came to her senses, pupils narrowing.
Shami’s face was just in front of her, barely five centimeters away, almost breathing in sync with Shami’s breath.
The Magical Girl instinctively closed her slightly parted mouth, and the next moment, her wobbly move to back away tripped over the Mage’s Skirt at her feet, her balance faltering.
Subconsciously grabbing Shami’s hands, her body leaned toward Shami’s direction.
The poster on the desk fell, and the Magical Girl pressed Shami onto the desk, her lips landing squarely on Shami’s mouth.