Dad, Please Let Me Solo Main!

So, she never had any close friends. All this time, she had relied on her parents' support, using her dreams as fuel and her pitifully small fanbase as motivation to keep herself going.

And Chu Yuanqing was her first true friend.

Kiriwake Yayoi looked at the towel, still warm from residual heat, and slowly came to a realization.

So that's it. I'm jealous. Or rather, I dislike it. I dislike my friend being taken away?

No, to be more precise, it's possessiveness. Like a child clutching marbles tightly in their hand, like a treasure no one else is allowed to share.

But if it's possessiveness, why doesn't little Wangshu make me feel annoyed?

When Chu Yuanqing interacted with her, Yayoi only felt warmth, harmony, and naturalness. But after Tang Liuli appeared, those negative emotions suddenly sprouted, like venomous snakes gnawing at her heart.

It was as if her instincts told her that Chu Wangshu was harmless, like a pet, and wouldn't interfere with her and Qingqing's interactions.

But Tang Liuli was different. She was a threat poised to steal her food, a pest that would interfere with their friendship, a fierce beast that needed to be driven away and killed.

Kiriwake Yayoi couldn't understand.

Because all these answers were derived from instinct.

Yet, she understood one thing completely and murmured, "If only... Qingqing's eyes were only on me."

The girl's confused emotions were amplified by the chilling atmosphere. She casually stuffed the towel into her bag, her pupils slowly focusing as if dark energy swirled around them. Before she even realized it, she whispered faintly, "Everyone else is just in the way."

Dormitory.

Xie Qingxuan and Liang Xiaoxiao were still not in the room. Clearly, they were both giving it their all, unwilling to waste any training time.

Chu Yuanqing washed up and changed, slowly drying her hair until it was half dry.

She sat alone on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. In her lowered pupils, faint golden arcs flickered. The soft, dark hair scattered across her back seemed to hide strands of pure white, indicating she was utterly exhausted mentally, unable to even maintain her magic disguise.

This was natural.

For Chu Yuanqing, concentration and spirit were limited blue bars. They were all the leeway she could barely squeeze out from the curse of the Sea of Truth. Once depleted, it would lead to very troublesome consequences.

The girl's expression was unusually languid. She drooped her eyelids and gazed into space, exuding a serene beauty like autumn leaves.

Tang Liuli felt like throwing a tantrum but decided it was too perverted and stopped herself.

The young girl's gaze quietly drifted to Chu Yuanqing's legs.

Her height wasn't remarkable, but the proportion of her legs was extremely harmonious, almost perfectly adhering to the golden ratio, resulting in a great overall visual effect.

Upon closer inspection, they were truly eye-catching creations.

Her thighs were full and rounded, the inner lines naturally curving inward. Her calves were slender and fair, the outer lines curving outward, forming a perfect curve. Even the lines around her knees were exceptionally smooth and not abrupt.

Even casually placed on the bed, their most suitable fairness made them exceptionally striking.

—I want to pinch them.

The thought popped into her head.

Tang Liuli, as if possessed, asked, --Qingmen???.

Tang Liuli suppressed the instinct to clasp her hands together with immense willpower, her mind now clear of all distractions.

She acted like a diligent maidservant from a noble household, massaging for a full half-hour. During this time, Chu Yuanqing repeatedly felt embarrassed and wanted to stop her from continuing to knead her legs, but the earnest gaze she received effectively silenced her.

And so, as repayment that evening.

Chu Yuanqing, fighting off her own drowsiness, read from Autumn Leaves Collection to the insomniac child for a while.

After a long time, she watched Tang Liuli, who had fallen into a deep sleep with a slightly uneasy expression. Chu Yuanqing's slender fingers touched the furrowed brow and gently smoothed it.

These children, whether awake or asleep, always seemed to be under immense pressure.

My adorable daughter is much more resilient, disciplined, lively, and loves to laugh. She's so sunny and cheerful!

As Chu Yuanqing thought about it, she felt inexplicably proud.

She quietly lay back down in bed, feeling the fatigue throughout her body, and felt only relaxed, happy, and full of anticipation.

Tomorrow was the second evaluation, and if she calculated the time correctly, the first episode should be airing soon.

In other words, the terrible news of her persona collapsing must have already spread across the internet. Countless fans must have loathed her hypocrisy, abandoned her, and turned against her, making her infamous and the target of widespread online hate!

Chu Yuanqing indulged in a beautiful fantasy, but after thinking it over, she decided she couldn't be so optimistic.

That interview might be cut, so she still had to put effort into the second evaluation.

As long as she successfully dropped a class, with the competitive format of Flash Dance, she definitely wouldn't be able to climb back up!

But then again, there didn't seem to be much to worry about.

After all, even Xie Qingxuan hadn't returned yet.

She was a top-ranked contestant. If even she was this competitive, the other contestants would only be more so, working harder. In such an environment, how could anyone possibly dance worse than her?

Chu Yuanqing wasn't stupid. She had already seen the thematic song performances of the other C-Class trainees, as well as Yayoi, Xiao Shu, Tang Liuli, and Liang Xiaoxiao, and had measured her own true abilities.

Therefore, she was now completely confident she would drop a class tomorrow!

Volume 1: 59. If You Want Me, Come and Take Me. (5K2)

And while one contestant was dreaming of a dramatic class drop, Kiriwake Yayoi remained lingering in the corridor of the C-Class practice room, as if trapped in a nightmare, unable to escape.

The girl's pure and innocent eyes were downcast, but the emptiness in her gaze revealed a chilling obsession. The heartfelt words she had spoken with a touch of madness not long ago echoed repeatedly in her ears.

At that moment, she had even harbored the malicious thought of eliminating the other person, thereby cleaning up Chu Yuanqing's surroundings. The emotions contained within were too unreasonable, filled with aggression, jealousy, possessiveness, and arrogance.

But... no, that's not right. It shouldn't be like this.

She had no friends and didn't understand how to interact with them.

But she understood that developing possessiveness after only a week of knowing Chu Yuanqing was truly wrong. The desire to expel everyone else from Chu Yuanqing's circle and keep her to herself was even more malicious, even ugly.

Kiriwake Yayoi wanted to become an idol who was more like an idol than any other idol.

This was a dark will forged from seven years of hardship, despair, unwillingness, longing, and passion.

In her ideology, the radiance she wanted to shine on stage should never be tainted by such impurities, nor should it be mixed with any emotion that lacked beauty.

Friendship was a precious treasure.

Jealousy was a man-eating viper.

Chu Yuanqing was like a gem surrounded and entwined by a swarm of snakes. If she tried to touch it, she would be bitten by the snakes, poisoned by greed and jealousy, and her true self would become impure.

--Either stay away.

--Or possess.

Kiriwake Yayoi was a stubborn person.

Or rather, for someone who could maintain her adherence to the ideals of an idol and her pride in such an environment, and overcome those hardships to reach this point, it would be impossible without stubbornness as the source supporting her backbone.

Her definition of an idol was perfect and demanding to the point of having a mental obsession. She had even created a perfect performance method that could enter the [Flow State] because of this, which showed the extent of her stubbornness.

Therefore, upon fully realizing the "filth" in her heart, she had a reactive moment of self-doubt, wandering around for an hour, struggling with her path forward.

If she stayed away, she would become lonely again, without friends.

If she got close or even possessed Chu Yuanqing, she would gradually become unlike herself and would also hurt Chu Yuanqing.

This thought loop, which might seem ridiculous to outsiders, was a true prison and cage for Kiriwake Yayoi, who lived by this philosophy. No matter how she thought, she couldn't find an answer.

Until...

"Sister Yayoi?"

"Are you here to find Qingqing too?"

Chu Wangshu said, looking confusedly at the little cherry blossom in front of her, secretly on guard.

She had just finished training and showered. The reason she had dragged her tired body to the C-Class practice room stealthily was because she wanted to get close to someone and replenish some much-needed maternal energy.

But before she could even enter the room, she had encountered a major rival!

Kiriwake Yayoi reacted a beat slower. She looked at Chu Wangshu and asked hazily:

"Xiao Shu, do you think... idols should feel possessive of their friends?"

"I feel like I'm becoming unlike myself."

Chu Wangshu, suddenly asked this question, realized that the pure and innocent Sakura Girl before her looked somewhat lost.

The girl was greatly shocked and instantly imagined many scenarios. In a flash, she envisioned a pitiable Sakura Girl from a foreign land, being taken advantage of, fiercely conquered, and then cruelly abandoned by a Great Xia lesbian, and immediately felt compassion.

Even though Yayoi always fights with me for Qingqing, she's a good person. Who the heck CPU'd her?!

This is too much! It must be those bad women who like to bundle CPs and leech off them!

Chu Wangshu was filled with righteous indignation. Due to a blind spot in her thinking, she didn't consider Chu Yuanqing's involvement at all and earnestly replied:

"Of course! Idols are people too. When people have possessiveness, it's a very normal thing!"

"My Dad told me that the essence of possessiveness is the desire for emotional exclusivity, which is a manifestation of insecurity."

"Everyone is afraid of loneliness, and everyone is afraid of being left alone."

"Because you're alone, you feel lonely."

"Because you're lonely, you feel insecure."

"Because you're insecure, you become possessive of a specific person."

Chu Wangshu skillfully started spouting inspirational quotes, getting more and more into it. She seemed to have grasped Chu Yuanqing's joy and continued to guzzle it down:

"But conversely, all you need to do is tear off the label of [uniqueness]. Make more friends, and your insecurity will be dispersed. As long as no one is your only one, you won't be CPU'd!"

"How is it? Doesn't that make a lot of sense?"

Kiriwake Yayoi understood:

"So that's how it is."

So there was a third path!

As long as she made more friends and dispersed her psychological insecurity, the source of her possessiveness would disappear. Even without distancing herself from Xiao Qing, she wouldn't have those strange feelings towards her!