Compared to the others, however, Hashiko Yui was already very successful. As one of the most famous idols around, her income was considerable, roughly equivalent to that of many senior white-collar workers.
As a result, she no longer had to live in a crowded dormitory like ordinary idols. She had a home of her own...
Still, although she could afford to buy a place, she was nowhere near comparable to those hugely popular idols and influencers in Shenzhou. Her income had its limits, and this was Tokyo, where prices were outrageously high. She had spent most of her savings on a mortgage for an apartment of less than fifty square meters.
It counted as a high-end apartment, but because of the price, she had bought one on a high floor.
Life in Japan was incredibly stressful. Because she had a mortgage, Hashiko Yui had no choice but to work hard.
After entering the apartment building, Hashiko Yui dragged her exhausted body into the elevator. Even as a top-tier idol, free from many of the things ordinary idols had to deal with, her schedule was still extremely busy.
Performances and events packed her days full. Fortunately, thanks to some connections her grandfather had, no manager had ever forced her to entertain clients.
Who knew how many girls dreamed of becoming idols adored by the masses? But this road was not easy... There were countless pretty girls with sweet voices. If they did not give something in return... why would anyone make them famous?
After all, resources were limited, but there was no end to the girls who wanted to become idols.
After reaching her floor, Hashiko Yui found her door, took out her key, and unlocked it.
Although no one was home, Hashiko Yui still habitually called out softly, "I'm home!"