[Auditions II]

The audition, set in a hot spring inn, began in full swing the next day.

A short while after sunrise, the Chairwoman and Matsuura-san awoke to an announcement in the building, and following the instructions over the speakers, headed for the banquet hall in the ryokan. They were told to get ready now and assemble in the hall of the East Wing.

Guides were provided throughout the ryokan, and the hall they were looking for was quickly found.

When they arrived at the site, they found many idol candidates already there.

The girls were seated on cushions facing the tables arranged at regular intervals in the room. On the tabletop, there is a plate with each person's name on it and a button and lamp like those used in quiz shows.

The positioning of each person in relation to the others is as if a school classroom replaced a Japanese-style room.

A microphone stand can be seen on the stage space, which is raised one level in front of the room.

"What are they going to do this early in the morning? ......" 

"Isn't this some kind of quiz?" 

"That button thing might be, but I don't get it." 

The Chairwoman, thinking that she had just been invited to breakfast, seemed to be surprised. 

Since last night, her stomach has been growling nonstop. 

Matsuura-san, who was repeatedly woken up by her stomach growling during the night, was a bit annoyed. The quiet storage room echoed well with the noise. However, after taking the initiative in refusing the food offered by Futsumen, she spent the whole night refusing to point out the problem aloud. 

"I mean, there's Nishino-kun." 

Hearing Matsuura-san's point, the Chairwoman's gaze shifted to a corner of the room. 

There, she saw Futsumen with his back against the wall and his arms crossed. 

A question naturally leaked out of Shimizu's mouth. 

"Managers are allowed to come in here without permission?" 

"I don't know. But there are cameras over there."

"................"

The Chairwoman feels a bit uneasy about his presence. 

While this is going on, Alice Kurusugawa visits the two of them. 

She talks with a big smile on her face. 

"Good morning, you two! Did you sleep well last night?" 

"Wow, there is the bitch. I wonder if you're going to die soon." 

"Matsuura-san, your language is the worst I've ever heard since early in the morning." 

"... I hope you can eat a proper meal today!" 

Matsuura-san's language is too dirty. 

Not a single millimeter of intention to communicate with the other party is felt. Her response to Alice Kurusugawa became more and more inappropriate. The fact that the camera was blatantly rolling in the hall helped, and the other party left early while her mouth was twitching and trembling. 

With Nishino's connections in the background, Matsuura-san's wickedness knew no bounds. 

And even as the girls were lively, today's judging was about to begin. 

"Everyone, please take your seats. "

Tarosuke, a man in a flower-patterned suit who arrived a little late, gave the order. 

Before they knew it, he was standing on the stage, in front of the microphone stand. 

The idol candidates followed this instruction and settled down on cushions under a plate with their names on it. The Chairwoman and Matsuura-san's seats were next to each other. However, the buttons provided were separate. 

It seems that the judging will be conducted separately this time. 

"From the buttons on the table, I think you may have guessed what I am talking about. Even so, let me give you a brief explanation. Nowadays, it is not enough for an idol to be able to sing and dance. There are many paths that can be opened up only if you are well educated as a human being." 

Tarosuke speaks as if he were a teacher giving a lecture to his students in a classroom.

The potential idols all have serious expressions on their faces. 

Yet, the handsome man's attention is not on the girls in front of him, but rather on Nishino, who is waiting in the corner of the hall. His heart beats faster, worried that him might notice that he is in disguise. 

"So, you are now going to try your best in a quick-quiz. The results of the quiz will also affect today's meal. Depending on the number of correct answers, the grade of the menu will change, just as it did for yesterday's dinner, so please do your best!” 

The Chairwoman's expression changed when she heard the voice of the flower-patterned suit. 

She is the one who would not want to have rice balls for two days in a row, by any chance. 

"Chairwoman, your look is serious. Are you that hungry?" 

"Unlike Matsuura-san, I don't have any extra flesh on my stomach." 

"...... What the heck, sometimes you say harsh things." 

Usually at the dinner table, more rice is a must for the Chairwoman. 

She eats a lot of side dishes. Even the evening meal is delicious. 

Last night, however, she ate only two rice balls and a bowl of miso soup. 

Not enough at all. 

"Alright then, let's read out the first question." 

Following Tarosuke's announcement, a fast-paced quiz began in the hall. 

Rose and Gabriella are watching the scene through the camera. 

The location was the monitoring room where they had spent yesterday with Tarosuke. As they were relaxing on the tatami mats in the same room, they began to see movement at the site beyond the display. Through the speakers, they could hear the voices. 

"Sister, the quiz have started!"

"You sleep until late afternoon on your days off, but today you are up very early."

"I thought it would be impossible to get up, so I stayed up all night." 

" Ah, I see. " 

Gabu-chan is a little high-strung because of her perseverance. 

Sitting upright on the cushions, she faces the display on the tabletop. 

The mouse cursor moves up and down and left and right on the screen according to the movement of her hand. On another display, the names of all the idol candidates lined up in the hall and the status of the buttons on the table can be seen. 

"The slide here controls the delay of the buttons." 

"I wish I didn't have to use it." 

An interface for remote control of buttons lined up beside the status. 

Gabu-chan says as she strokes one of them with her cursor. 

"I think it would be strange if she didn't win, since she have all the answers." 

"But then again, there are some terribly dumb kids out there." 

"So you're trying to weed out those who are not so smart."

"This is just a test, but I don't think there is a clear intention." 

Lined up next to Gabriella, Rose also checked out the venue. 

Their goal is to lead Alice Kurusugawa to her debut. 

If an idol candidate other than her seemed to have the upper hand, Gabu-chan would operate the mouse in her hand and use the button delay setting. She had gone to the trouble of asking Marquis and Adam to procure it for today's event. 

And while they were talking, the quiz was going on in the hall. 

"Question 5, about the four-letter word cut and wall. Kiri means to cut, and kabe means to sharpen, but that doesn't mean that the sphere...... " 

While Tarosuke was reading out the questions, a ding-dong sound echoed. 

It is a button press at the stage where the question sentence has not been guided to the end. 

After confirming that the lamp in her hand is glowing, the Chairwoman answers the question in a loud voice. 

"To strike and polish." 

"Correct " 

"Yes..... !" 

Trouble was, the Chairwoman was fiercely competitive in the hall. 

Although her exam scores have been slipping recently, she still maintains a certain position in terms of her performance within the school. Compared to other candidates who are more focused on idols, Shimizu is a cut above the rest in this kind of examination. 

And above all, she is starving now. 

If it was for a delicious meal, she would have put a lot of effort into pushing the button. 

"Sister, if you don't do this, the winning horse could be eliminated."

"Even though she remembered the answer to the quiz, she probably didn't take into account the timing of the shortest possible answer. In this case, a little tweaking of the button action is not going to have much of an effect." 

"What are you going to do?" 

"What else is there to do but watch?" 

"Well, let's at least make an effort, shall we?" 

Gabu-chan operates the mouse and inserts a delay value into the Chairwoman's button. 

However, in this case, where the difference in ability was obvious, as Rose said, it was not likely to be of much use. 

The two looked at the display with troubled faces. 

As they watched, the quiz proceeded at a brisk tempo. 

"Question 32: Among natural numbers greater than 1, the number whose positive divisor is only 1 and itself is called a prime number. Then it has divisors other than 1 and itself. ...." 

"Yes, it's a composite number ! " 

"Correct answer, Shimizu!" 

"Question 33, English. A goat is a goat, then what is a rhino called?" 

"Rhinoceros, I think!" 

"Alice Kurusugawa, correct answer" 

"Question 34, What is the title of the work written by Soseki Natsume, using the Tokyo Industrial Fair held in Ueno in 1907 as a setting?"

"Toriko bijinsō!(虜美人草)."

"...... Kurusugawa, you answered incorrectly. The right of answer goes to the runner-up, Shimizu-kun." 

"Gubijinso(The Poppy, 虞美人草), isn't it ? "

"Correct." 

"You remember the kanji for the name of the work incorrectly, don't you? It's 虞, not 虜." 

"...... I made a mistake because the characters are similar!" 

The Chairwoman, aided by the disappointment of her rivals, continued to answer the questions with a good feeling. Her mood seems to be getting better and better, and her voice is full of energy. She even pointed out to Alice Kurusugawa, who had remembered the wrong answer to a question.

"Is it really possible to get the title of a book you've read wrong?" 

"Alice, you're such a goofball! Natsume-sensei, I'm sorry!" (She speaks in 3rd person)

Matsuura-san gave her a barrage of harsh criticisms. 

Since she suspected a hoax from the very beginning, she did not hold back in her remarks. In fact, there were more than a few idol candidates who turned their suspicions into certainties when Matsuura-san pointed out the truth. However, that did not stop her from pointing out the facts, and the judging continued. 

From then on, the quiz became a close battle between the Chairwoman and Alice Kurusugawa. 

The other idol candidates were completely left behind. 

Then, after a while, the button delay set by Gabu-chan began to take effect gradually. As the level of questions given by Tarosuke increased, the timing of the Chairwoman's answers began to be visibly delayed. 

Remembering the questions and answers she had memorized, she would press the button. 

Alice Kurusugawa's actions and the Chairwoman's miscellaneous knowledge were at equal with each other. 

This gave the former a slight advantage over the latter. 

Eventually, the points are added up in stages, as if to rewind. 

"Matsuura-san, my button, don't you think it's a little unresponsive?" 

"Huh? What are you getting all upset about? I'm getting zero points here."

" ...... Matsuura-san's behavior is refreshing to see." 

Her roommate, with whom she spent the night, is as unreliable.

She stared at Shimizu with abhorrence. 

Matsuura-san hated studying. 

The Chairwoman, tilting her head at the question, has no choice but to continue with the solution. 

Then came the 49th question. 

The final question, the 50th question, was just around the corner. 

Shimizu was now one point ahead of Alice Kurusugawa. 

If she loses in the next round, the winner will be decided before the final contest. 

"........" 

When she was not doing well, there was a man who decided to take action. 

It was none other than Manager Nishino.  

"Question 49, Among the various pipettes used in science experiments, a pipette that has a bulge in the center of the tube and is used primarily for transferring liquids is called a ......" 

Tarosuke reads the question. 

Even early on, Alice Kurusugawa's arm moved. 

The timing of the answer shows familiarity. 

Immediately, the Chairwoman also presses the button. 

Immediately after, with a loud bang, the button broke in the latter's hand. 

It was Futsumen who, using his own mysterious power, destroyed the device at the same time the Chairwoman hit the button. From the outside, it was as if her blow had smashed the plastic casing. 

Small fragments scattered around it and fell to the bottom of the table. 

"...... Chairwoman, did you lose your temper because of my harsh response?" 

"No, I'm not!" 

Matsuura-san asks fearfully, and the Chairwoman barks with a red face.

From the latter's point of view, it was a form of showing off his stupidity to those around him. 

It was embarrassing. 

At the same time, Futsumen, whose back was leaning against the wall of the hall, started to move. 

He took a step toward the Chairwoman and the others, who were panicking aloud. 

Then, as he grabbed up the broken button with one hand, he said. 

"I'm sure the management has at least one backup, don't they?" 

"Ah ... " 

His gaze was directed at Tarosuke, a man in a flower-patterned suit. 

Rose and Gabriella had informed him in advance of the quiz that the quiz was to be conducted. He was also aware of the mysterious power that Nishino possessed, so he could naturally guess why the button had popped. 

That was probably why it looked so cool to Tarosuke. 

What a rock star. 

He was not content to just sit in the corner and watch, but he was not about to break in on the judging. It would not have been surprising if Manager Nishino had been ostracized from the venue. However, the moderator had his own agenda, and he was given the benefit of the doubt. 

The Chairwoman's button was replaced by a staff member who was waiting on site. 

In response to this, two Lolitas were upset in the monitoring room.

"Sister, I'm stumped. I am unable to set the delay on the replaced button." 

"It looks like the spare unit doesn't have the master data registered in the system......." 

"But I didn't think he would notice the manipulation, even though he was just looking at it from the side."

"I don't think he knows we're here, but I guess we'll have to be careful from now on." 

After finishing his work, Nishino, as before, rests his back against the wall in the corner of the hall. 

Then came the question, the 49th preliminary question from Shimizu's winning score. 

The Chairwoman and Alice Kurusugawa challenge this one with the same top score. 

"Shimizu-san, aren't you ashamed of getting serious with a junior high school student?" 

"I'll give you the right to make your debut. But I'll take the delicious food at the inn, right?"

"......" 

It was the Chairwoman who was getting excited, although Matsuura-san did not point this out. 

The cynical way of saying this also irritated Alice Kurusugawa. 

Although she was just expressing her honest feelings, the person who was told this was nothing but a disgrace to her. Shimizu has no idea that she has done the same thing as some other Futsumen, even though she herself does not know it.

However, as far as Tarosuke was concerned, the Chairwoman's comment was highly significant. 

The ryokan employees who were listening through the sliding doors of the hall also added to her likability. 

"Okay, that brings us to the next and final question." 

Tarosuke, makes an announcement, albeit solemnly. 

Except for the Chairwoman and Alice Kurusugawa, the other students were in spectator mode. 

Matsuura-san, for example, has her hand off the button and is completely unaware of what is going on. 

"Question 50, added to the secret track of KGB48's album, Love, Comrades, released late last year......" 

Two tones sounded at the same time, signaling the pressing of a button. 

The lamp glowed in the Chairwoman's direction. 

"Shimizu, give me the answer."

The Chairwoman's expression was not sober when Tarosuke instructed her to do so. 

Having gone through the quiz on Natsume Sensai's writings, Shimizu was also beginning to suspect Alice Kurusugawa of being behind everything. Then, in the final question, Shimizu saw the arm of the person ahead of her, who had moved without listening to the question until the very end. Judging that this was a sure thing, the Chairwoman reflexively tapped the button. 

Despite the fact that she only took action after confirming her opponent's movement, she was able to successfully obtain the right to answer the question, thanks to her exceptional reflexes. If the button crafted by Nishino had not been destroyed and switched to reserve, there is no doubt that she would have missed the right to answer. 

However, she could not figure out the answer to the question at all. 

She was not sure what to do, and a look of impatience came over her face. 

"What's wrong ? "

"Um ... " 

"Shimizu-san, did you press the button without knowing the answer ? ” 

Alice Kurusugawa immediately released a stirring statement. 

She was a desperate Chairwoman. 

Then, at the table right next to her, Matsuura-san made a move. 

Out of the corner of her eye, under the table, she made a hand sign to the Chairwoman. 

L, O, V, E with the fingers of her right hand. 

Further, with her left hand, she holds up four fingers other than her thumb. 

Finally, she points to herself with her right thumb and giggles. 

What on earth are you doing? was the question that popped into her mind. 

However, looking at the endlessly repeated hand signs and the unusually desperate expression on the other's face, a series of actions led to the question of a quick quiz. 

In this situation, there is no other option. 

The Chairwoman was very hungry. 

She wanted to be the first and have the best meal anyway. 

" ... Lo, love, for , me , is it ? " 

"Correct !" 

A man in a flower-patterned suit looks somewhat pleased to receive Shimizu's correct answer. His eyes are hidden by sunglasses, but there is a smile on his mouth. Tarosuke is excited by himself along with the success of the Futsumen. 

On the other hand, Alice Kurusugawa was visibly frustrated. The stiff smile that had been on her face disappeared, and she glared at the Chairwoman. The way she gritted her teeth was visible to Rose and Gabriella through the surveillance cameras.

A buzz begins to rise from all the idol candidates. 

"Shimizu scored 17 points, Kurusugawa scored 16 points, and Shimizu is the winner." 

The quiz ended with the Chairwoman's victory. 

With the winner safely determined, Tarosuke began to deliver his closing remarks and to talk about his plans for the future. If he is to be believed, today's Chairwoman will be treated to a first-class course meal at a ryokan for both lunch and dinner. 

After lunch, the next round of judging is scheduled. 

With this information in their ears, words are exchanged between Shimizu and Matsuura-san. 

"Matsuura-san, why did you save me?" 

"I'd rather push for the Chairwoman than let that little bitch win" 

"Oh, thank you......." 

"But you owe me, right? I'll make sure you get it back, okay?"

" ........ " 

The Chairwoman had a mixed feeling that she should have refrained from doing so. 

◇ ◆ ◇

On the same day, after lunch, all the idol candidates were gathered in the open-air bath at the ryokan. 

They were wearing swimsuits prepared by the management. Unlike the school's one-piece swimsuits, they were wearing string bikinis made of a small amount of fabric. Moreover, the knots are not artificial, but real. Although the sizes of the swimsuits were different, they were all of the same design. 

After the quiz, the next step was the swimsuit contest. 

As a ryokan that specializes in hot springs, the open-air baths are spacious. In addition to the large bathtub in the center, there are various baths throughout the ryokan, including ceramic baths, sake baths, and herb baths, all of which emit steam here and there. 

The idol candidates who have finished changing in the changing rooms visit the bathhouse one after another, but they do not feel cramped. In one corner, a stage was set up for judging, and staff members could be seen with cameras and other equipment in their hands. 

"Chairwoman, aren't you a little hungry?" 

"..... How do you know?"

"You ate too much for lunch."

" ......... "

Matsuura-san gave the Chairwoman a relentless hit. 

Shimizu, who had been hungry since last night, had eaten a full lunch. Because of this, she was embarrassed by her slightly protruding waist area. Since changing into her swimsuit, she has been trying to cover her abdomen with her hands. 

Although not so noticeable, I could feel some change when I was in a bikini. 

On the other hand, Matsuura-san, who had anticipated this kind of screening beforehand, ate the least amount of food she could. She appealed to all the staff members with her ideal line of plump, man-loving flesh, which she had worked out for herself as a princess in a cultural circle. 

Most idol candidates take the same stance as Matsuura-san. 

Rather, the Chairwoman, who has piled on more rice, is the exception. 

While spending the time waiting for the judging to start, Alice Kurusugawa came in. She was probably trying to relieve the frustration of having lost the quick-push quiz. As soon as she saw the Chairwoman's stomach, she made a pointed comment. 

"Hey Shimizu, is your belly bulging " 

"...... Ryokan's food was delicious." 

"Oh, you didn't really eat a full meal, did you?" 

"I didn't know there was a swimsuit competition, so what could I do?"

"I think it's normal for idol contestants to expect that much in advance. I'm sure you're not the type to eat a full meal on the first date with your true love? "

"........." 

As the Chairwoman had never experienced a date with a boyfriend, this was a question that made her feel as if she were being cut down. And if it was coming from a junior high school student younger than herself, the damage to her mental health was significant. 

Matsuura-san took a step forward on behalf of Shimizu. 

"Since I' m dealing with a poor breasted girl like you, I don't have to worry about it. Understand?" 

"Wha......." 

As she speaks, she has large, puffy twin hills that rise up to her bosom. 

This is no exception for the Chairwoman. 

The latter is healthy and toned, while the former has a perfect balance of fat. Although they are at opposite ends of the spectrum, both have something that sets them apart from their peers. In fact, most of the male staff in the room were looking at both of them. 

But the enemy was overwhelming. 

And in Matsuura-san's case, she was wearing a swimsuit that was smaller than the appropriate size. 

Her boobs, which were so big that they were ripped off, looked violent even to the same sex. 

"I was already big by the time I was your age, so I don't think there's much hope for me in the future no matter how long I wait, right? Or perhaps you don't have enough female hormones? With breasts like that, you won't last long as an idol." 

"Huh?" 

"But they're only in demand when you're young, right? I heard that after the age of 20, when it becomes easier to put on flesh, having poor tits is the worst. You have no other choice but to be slender, so you will be on a diet for the rest of your life. Why don't you enjoy your food while you still can?" 

"...... Let's do our best, okay? See you soon!" 

Alice Kurusugawa was defeated by Matsuura-san's poisonous tongue and had to withdraw early. 

Shimizu was also taken by surprise as well. 

"Matsuura-san, aren't you going too far? She's a junior high school student." 

"Chairwoman, what are you talking about? They are your future rivals. If you beat them here until they can't get up again, it'll make it less difficult for you to get a debut. At the very least, you should discipline her enough to know that she'll suffer if she gets involved with me." 

"I, I see......" 

Incidentally, Nishino was also present at the scene. 

He is standing by the stone wash basin in the garden set up beside the outdoor bath, watching them from a distance. Since there are many other male staff members coming and going, and since he was also seen at the venue for the quick quiz, he is not to be criticized for this. 

" ......... "

It would be a lie if he said that he did not mind seeing the beautiful idol candidates in their swimsuits.

However, Futsumen's attention was still glued to the Chairwoman in her bikini. He found himself following her figure with his eyes. He was quietly and alone, feeling that he had to protect this woman. 

After a few moments, Tarosuke appeared in the hall wearing a flower-patterned suit. 

As usual, he is disguised in sunglasses, a wig, and a fake beard. 

When he stood on the stage set up in a corner of the outdoor bathhouse, the prospective idols all looked at him. The chatter that had been lively up to that point died down. The Chairwoman and Matsuura-san followed their example and waited for the guide to come to them. 

"Well, now then, I would like to begin the Judging."

Tarosuke's voice echoed through the microphone to the audience. 

According to his announcement, what would take place was an orthodox swimsuit judging. After his introduction, four male and one female judges from different places lined up under a tent set up on the side of the stage. Tarosuke explained that they were well-known industry people in their own right.

Each judge gave a rating on a five-point scale. 

The total score of the five points would be used to determine the winner. 

For the judging, he asked the candidates to form groups of three to four people and line up in single file on the stage. Each candidate was given one minute to make an appeal to the judges. 

"This grouping is definitely to make Alice Kurusugawa look more attractive. " 

The details of the groups were distributed immediately after the meeting. 

Matsuura-san was not happy with the details printed on the papers. Because the three idol candidates who were in the same group as Alice Kurusugawa were chosen to be relatively unimpressive or less attractive at the event.

"I see that Matsuura-san and I are in the same group." 

"They're just trying to get us to fight each other, aren't they?" 

"Is that what you meant by going on stage as a group?"

"Of course that's what it means." 

In contrast, on the other hand, was the group with the Chairwoman and Matsuura-san. 

This one included two individuals blessed with good physiques and facial features. 

The other group seemed to be thinking along the same lines, and when Shimizu turned her attention to them, she received a look of indignation in return. Shimizu, understanding that Alice Kurusugawa's race was a done deal, was still betting on the slightest possibility, just as Matsuura-san was. 

"Okay, so without further ado, let's begin the judging of the first group." 

The judging proceeds following Tarosuke's remarks. 

Idol candidates in swimsuits begin to line up on stage. 

By the way, at this moment, it is not only Nishino who is watching from the outside. Rose and Gabriella, who had moved from the monitoring room at the ryokan, were also out in the outdoor bathhouse, which had an outdoor hot spring. 

"Sister, it is very tight. Please push farther into the room." 

"Don't push me! I'm on the edge too!" 

However, it would be a big problem if the backstage maneuvering is discovered by Nishino. 

He cannot be seen in the open. 

He is hiding in the shadows to monitor the progress of the swimsuit judging. More specifically, behind the narrow laurel fence facing the open-air baths. A small space surrounded by water-related equipment that has been set up to hide it from the eyes of the guests. From there, he peeks out at the stage. 

"What is that smell? Sister, did you fart?" 

"I didn't!" 

"What could be the cause? ......"

"......I think that's cat feces or something you're stepping on."

".........!" 

The scores given vary from jury to jury. Some judges gave only low scores, while others frequently gave four or five points. Some gave high scores only when the work struck a particular chord with the judges, and in this way, one could sense a certain amount of character. 

After about 30 minutes had passed, it was the Chairwoman's turn. 

"Okay, next group, please come up on stage." 

Following Tarosuke's instructions, Shimizu, Matsuura-san, and two others moved in order. 

They smoothly lined up on the stage. 

The judges, as well as all the idol candidates in attendance, paid close attention to them. Shimizu was used to the stares of others, as she was the Chairwoman at the school. However, this made her feel a little nervous. 

Matsuura-san, on the other hand, was standing tall and proud. 

She is proud of her chest, as if to say, Look at me more! 

"It's time to take turns to appeal. Let's start with you, Shimizu." 

"Yes !" 

From the mouth of Tarasuke comes an instruction that has been repeated before. 

In response, the Chairwoman takes a step forward. Shimizu thinks about showing off her softness. As a member of the swim team, Shimizu has always been stretching every day, so she can do a split without any trouble. It's more of a daily habit. 

It was embarrassing to do in public, but she thought it was better than singing or dancing. In reality, it is a virgin's choice, unaware that it creates a far more shameful spectacle than those things. 

Because of this, the men's swim team is constantly attracting new members year after year. 

She opened her legs vigorously and dropped her hips downwards. 

Such was the case at the time. 

Gabriella had recovered from the cat poop and was on the move. 

More strictly, Rose urged her. 

"Target is on the move. Get to work." 

"I should have worn sandals." 

Shifting her gaze to the Chairwoman, Gabu-chan's wonder power explodes. 

Shimizu, who had just now opened her crotch to the left and right and lowered her body. The knot of her swimsuit, which was tied around her waist, was loosened by her power. It was Rose and Gabriella who had deliberately prepared a string panty that was not a fake. 

"........!?" 

Immediately after the splitting of the crotch, the bottoms fell freely from the Chairwoman's crotch. 

To the onlooker, it looked as if the knot had been untied in response to the sudden movement. 

No one else, not even Shimizu herself, could perceive it that way. 

The Chairwoman's dirty parts were exposed in front of the audience, led by the judges. 

It seemed as if it was going to happen. 

It happened just after a brief glimpse of skin color. 

A gust of wind blew, and the swimsuit that had fallen off once again covered the Chairwoman's private parts. 

It stuck to the skin and covered Shimizu's area just as well as the front of the swimsuit did. Thanks to the tight fit of her buttocks against the stage, it did not fly anywhere else. At least, the movement of the swimsuit, which could be felt as such, protected her chastity at a critical point. 

"......." 

Without a moment's pause, she covered her crotch with her own hand. 

Immediately after, a female staff member came from the side of the stage with a bath towel in her hand. The Chairwoman somehow managed to get away with it by wrapping it around her waist while she was in a split-crotch position. With her heart pounding in her chest, she got to her feet. 

Matsuura-san whispered harshly in her ear. 

"Chairwoman, wasn't that unfair?" 

"It was an accident! I wasn't trying to do it!" 

Shimizu's face turned red and she began to blush and howl from the mixed reluctance to point out the problem. 

Witnessing the exchange between the two, Rose also raised her voice. 

"Hey, you can't do this at all!" 

"I'm afraid we've had some interference from elsewhere." 

In contrast, Gabriella's gaze left the stage and went to a corner of the hall. 

There, as before the start of the judging, Nishino was still standing quietly. 

"From somewhere else, could it be Nishino-kun?" 

"Yes, that's right. " 

"I wonder if he noticed us ... " 

"I don't think he is aware of us. If he had, he would have taken care of it long before the strings were untied. However, you might want to refrain from further side conversations just in case!."

" …… I understand. "

The two had made a good start by interrupting the Chairwoman's appeal time. The score given to Shimizu was not good, as she left the competition immediately. If a little more time had passed, the result might have been different. 

After the Chairwoman, Matsuura-san's appeal time began. 

She took a step forward and turned to the judges. 

The choice was, like most idol candidates, appeal by posing. 

In Matsuura's opinion, she is far better at this than at dancing or taking a quiz. 

She has been obsessed with selling her own womanhood since she was in elementary school. She knows how to please the opposite sex with her posture and facial expressions. Like a model for a photogravure magazine, she is always ready to show off her tits, buttocks, and thighs. 

In the midst of all this, when she tried to move her hand from her waist to another part of her body, her fingertips caught the knot of her swimsuit. She moves her arm wide, regardless of this. The knot was pulled vigorously, and the string was untied and hung down. 

The bottoms lost their support and went straight to the stage. 

"Hey, Matsuura-san.......! " 

From offstage, the Chairwoman's voice, wrapped in a bath towel, rang out. 

Immediately after that, a mysterious gust of wind blew suddenly. A convenient wind. 

A hard follow-up by Manager Nishino came in. 

The swimsuit that was about to fall from between her legs flopped against her skin, trying to stick to it. 

".......!" 

Matsuura-san, however, did not take this well. 

She spun around on the spot and swung her shorts off her hips. 

In front of the audience, even the quintessential Nishino was afraid to take any further action. It was not impossible for her to stick her shorts on again. However, it would be unnatural for the swimsuit to come back like a boomerang. 

What became the head was the pubic area where the pubic hair was shaved and became smooth. 

Moreover, there was a small front that had been attached vertically to cover the area of the pubic area. 

If she had finished her rotation, she would have thrust her crotch forward to show off her crotch. 

Immediately afterwards, she looked as if she had just noticed and screamed.  

"Oh, sorry. My swimsuit fell off. ......" 

Matsuura-san understood that the audition was a contest, so she was desperate to catch the industry's attention in other ways. She was so desperate to catch the industry's attention in other areas that she was willing to give up a little bit of lewdness to do so. 

And this time, the judges were right for her. 

A high school girl made a blatant approach to her. The judges, who would have taken it if they had the chance, gave out five points in a row, hoping that this encounter would lead them to the next one. Matsuura-san's position was not a problem even if she gave a somewhat high rating, helped by her low rating in the quiz. 

Above all, her earlier appeals were also quite good. 

Only one female judge gave him four points. 

Watching the series of exchanges, Rose and Gabriella couldn't help but be stunned. 

"I'm rather lucky that I didn't get involved with that slut. " 

"Her greed is something we could all learn from......" 

In the end, Matsuura-san's score earned from the contest was one point ahead of Alice Kurusugawa, who was the sole leader. She settled for second place as the runner-up. Naturally, there was a constant stream of scorn from the other idol candidates. Everyone was aware of the lascivious woman's self-drama. 

The Chairwoman, who had gone through the same process and was called a coward by Matsuura-san, Shimizu more than a little irritated. 

Nevertheless, Matsuura-san's behavior was no different than before. 

After the examination, she returned to the storage room with a smile on her face and with great enthusiasm.