Although Princess Fumizuki had suddenly left for some reason, her words were indeed thought-provoking.
It was not the part about being henpecked, but what she had said earlier—the connection between idols and shrine maidens. It had given Hoshino tremendous inspiration.
She was right.
Shrine maidens were idols. What was wrong with that?
She looked up at the starry sky beyond the door, considering how she could persuade Sora later. This would be somewhat different from what had happened with Yato. She would have to start teaching from scratch, just like with Lisa, an inexperienced newcomer.
Hoshino made a special trip to take a look at Lisa's sleeping face.
She lay on her side, her fluffy tail drifting in the night breeze as her soft, even breathing flowed through the air.
Hoshino's mood immediately settled.
In the idol business, with Lisa's looks and temperament, she had clearly been born to eat from this line of work.
She quietly waited for daylight to arrive.
Even though she had stayed up until nearly dawn for some reason the previous night, Lisa stubbornly got out of bed at seven. Rubbing her bleary eyes, she looked at Sister Yae Sakura, who had already prepared washing water and breakfast.
"Did Sister Sakura and Aunt Fumizuki discuss something important while Lisa was asleep last night?"
"No."
Hoshino shook her head. "Your Aunt Fumizuki ran away halfway through."
That statement was actually rather worth criticizing. Princess Fumizuki probably was not five hundred years old. Lisa called Yae Sakura "Sister," yet called Fumizuki "Aunt." The reason was probably that Fumizuki's atavism was severe, with abundant fur that made her look especially old.
Lisa froze, surprised to discover that the statement "Princess Fumizuki ran away halfway through" was actually true.
Yae Sakura had not lied.
Then the shrine maiden must