death of hope

Chapter 878 "Wild Growth" (293) Entertainment to Death

Half an hour ago,

No. 223, Ginza North Street, 'Cyber ​​Fantasy 80s' retro nightclub.

Outside the nightclub, the birthday party showed no sign of ending, and the electrical noise from the speakers heralded the beginning of the carnival.

Suddenly, the disco ball exploded with dazzling light effects, and with a burst of intense electronic drum beats, the big stars hired by the young master of the Kondo family at a high price; the "Shibuya Gal" idol girl group made a brilliant appearance.

Under the dual effects of 'money power' and 'military deterrence', these arrogant big stars in the entertainment industry have turned into humble and docile little lambs.

The girl group members, contrary to their usual practice, did not act like big stars;
They didn't yell at the waiters, didn't complain about the late time, and didn't complain about the noisy performance environment. They worked as hard as air-conditioning installers and started working as soon as they came in.

The girls didn't even go backstage to touch up their makeup or anything. They just picked up the wireless microphones and went up to the stage to sing their famous song, "SHIBUYA Hot Girl". While singing, they also performed a blushing and heart-pounding hot dance to the beat of the music.

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As the top idol group of Sakura Entertainment, the "Shibuya Gals" girl group has a huge amount of traffic.

They have tens of thousands of ardent fans in the New Sapporo Colony, and every concert is sold out.

The girl group has a total of seven members, and each of them has undergone rigorous and process-based packaging training at the Idol Producer Academy, covering everything from body control to emotional management.

The most popular among them is the captain Namie Amuro. Before entering the industry, she was a graduate of a dance and drama major. She has excellent professional skills and a voice as sweet as a nightingale. She is simply blessed by God.

Her disadvantages are that she is not very good-looking and she is very short, but these are not problems. She can make up for them by wearing high heels and heavy makeup.

As a spectator standing in the audience, at such a close distance, you can't recognize who is the leader. The seven members of the girl group look exactly the same, like clones:
They all had wavy russet hair, furry cat-ear hairpins, tanned skin, exaggerated eye makeup with false eyelashes and lipstick, extremely high platform heels, and wore tech-sense rubber miniskirts and navel-baring metal thread 'chain mail' short T-shirts.

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If you are not a fan, you will feel that these vulgar and gaudy girls are like they are mass-produced from a factory assembly line. You can’t find souls in their eyes, and all you see are technology and hard work.

Their every smile, every line of lyrics, and every movement are carefully designed and packaged by entertainment companies to cater to the increasingly superficial and fragmented public aesthetic.

Both men and women in the audience were watching intently, with screams and whistles ringing in their ears:
"Sister is so cool! Absolutely awesome!"

"Oh my goodness! Seeing the 'Shibuya Gal' concert from such a close distance! I can brag about it for the rest of my life!"

"Waiter! Bring me the glow sticks!"

"I want a light stick too! I want to cheer for the Shibuya hotties!"

"Namie Amuro is my wife!"

"Which one is she?" "Uh... Actually I can't tell them apart. Who cares? Let's just have fun!"

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When the first song ended, the audience was already filled with waving glow sticks and young people jumping for joy.

In this age of entertainment to death, even the vicious and ruthless gangsters cannot escape the brainwashing of the idol circle.

Just a few months ago at the Kyokushin-gumi gang meeting, the old head of the family, Kondo Isao, had specifically mentioned this matter;
The old man was worried that his family and gang would become corrupted by the trend of entertainment to death, so he issued an order to forbid his subordinates from joining any star's fan club or going to concerts.

The result is that he can control the old but not the young. Most young people have been influenced by the environment of debauchery and materialism and will not listen to his words.

What is even more disastrous is that after the death of the eldest son Kondo Ryunosuke, the second son Kondo Toranosuke became the new heir to the family. He spent his days eating and drinking, only caring about having fun, and was completely unaware of the hidden dangers hidden under these prosperous appearances.
In order to please his men, Toranosuke openly violated his father's ban and spent a huge amount of money to invite a girl group to sing and dance at his birthday party. If the old man knew about this, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

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"Don't pour it into the cup! That's too much time! Let's just drink from the bottle!"

"Nice beer! Big brother drinks a lot!"

The protagonist of this birthday party, Toranosuke Kondo, was drinking with his friends.

He was a little tipsy, so he swallowed two sobering pills, threw a stack of banknotes into the crowd, opened his arms, and enjoyed their flattery.

This fat and bloated young master is always surrounded by hypocritical and flattering people, and is becoming increasingly alienated from those down-to-earth loyal ministers and generals.

When they were drinking, the head of the hall, Kasai Sankizai, and the head of the hall, Torii Jisaburo, both had gloomy faces.
The two middle-aged men looked at the idol girl group singing loudly on the stage, and the young men and women waving light sticks below the stage, sighing and shaking their heads:
(If the young master continues to act like this, no matter how rich the family is, he will eventually squander it all...)
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Without any warning, the rhythm of the electronic music suddenly became gentle and soothing, playing a familiar beat.

This was a surprise. In order to please their employer, the third song of 'Shibuya Gal' was specially chosen to be "Happy Birthday to you".

"Oh my, the girls are quite good at handling things. There will be a reward!"

Kondo Toranosuke patted his belly and laughed. He felt very comfortable and enjoyed the flattery.

"It's time to cut the cake! Guys! Dress up as the birthday boy!"

Someone handed Toranosuke a plastic knife, and another person tried to help him put on a paper birthday crown, but his head was too big to fit into it, so he could only put it on his head like a toy, which looked quite funny.

There was a burst of applause outside the nightclub: "Happy birthday, Boss!"

(Boss?)
Hearing this presumptuous title, Kasai Sankisai and Torii Jisaburo's faces turned pale. They looked at each other and thought:

(Our boss, Mr. Kondo Isao, hasn’t passed away yet, but these young people are really outspoken!
Toranosuke is just the heir, how can you call him the boss? You should call him the young master.)
Seeing the young master who was in high spirits and waiting to cut the cake, the two hall masters, although somewhat unhappy, held back and remained silent.