Zhao Bai finally got a taste of a Honkai Beast's strength.
He had originally thought he would end up as the miserable pack mule whenever women went shopping.
But he had never expected it.
The two little girls could lift bedboards one-handed, and even swing half-ton motorcycles around like greatswords.
This wouldn't do.
After making the beds, Zhao Bai called Rosaliya over and earnestly said:
"Idols aren't like you. They don't hold motorcycles up and swing them like swords. You need to pay more attention to that."
"Oh?"
Rosaliya asked excitedly, "What exactly should I pay attention to?"
Her hopeful eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight.
She had dreams and kept taking action to pursue them, but she also seemed a little silly. No matter how hard she tried, she could never find the way in. She wanted to become an idol, yet she could only become a great comedian.
"In any case, don't show off your superhuman strength in front of the audience. That will limit your entertainment career."
"That sounds amazing..."
Rosaliya changed the subject. "Why don't you become our manager?"
"Cough, cough, cough."
The sudden change of topic startled Zhao Bai badly. He was a chef—how could he possibly become an idol manager?
He wasn't professional at all.
Zhao Bai politely declined. Just as he stepped out the door, he was stopped by the younger sister again.
Liliya stood behind the door.
She held out her hand and placed a key in Zhao Bai's palm.
"Rosaliya is very careless. When she forgets her key someday and cries in a panic, you have to step up and help her."
"Got it."
Today, I wasn't feeling well. It wasn't anything serious... just a toothache.
Everyone probably understands what toothaches feel like. I couldn't settle down, and I was writing