As the fifteen girl group members left the stage under the escort of Uchiha guards.
The enthusiastic audience surged forward like a tidal wave.
"Miss Chinatsu! Please accept these flowers!"
"Akari! Akari, look over here!"
"Miss Akane! Your singing was beautiful!"
The men ranged from awkward youths to mature, middle-aged adults.
Clutching bouquets, gifts, and even letters they had written themselves, they frantically pushed forward.
The Uchiha guards hurried to maintain order.
When had they ever seen anything like this?
Usually, when the Uchiha appeared in public, the villagers either kept their distance out of fear and respect or watched from afar with resentment and suspicion.
Nothing like this... enthusiasm that threatened to drown them.
"Make way! Please, everyone, make way!"
The captain of the Uchiha guards was drenched in sweat.
"The performance is over! Please leave in an orderly fashion!"
"We just want to say something to Miss Chinatsu!"
"Right! Just one question!"
Protected in the middle, the three lead singers looked both excited and overwhelmed by the frenzy around them.
Chinatsu was the most outgoing. She accepted a bouquet of sunflowers held out to her and smiled at the young ninja whose face had gone bright red.
"Thank you."
That smile alone made the young ninja faint on the spot, and his companions scrambled to carry him away.
Akari gently accepted several letters and said softly.
"Thank you."
The men who had handed her the letters grew so excited they could barely speak coherently.
Akane maintained her cool, mysterious image, merely giving a slight nod.
The twelve backup dancers had not been "spared," either.
Though they were not as sought after as the three lead singers, their black stockings and high heels attracted plenty of attention, too.
Quite a few bold men approached to strike up conversations, asking