NIKKE, when the stars bloom

Wolunmu sat carelessly on the only sofa in the room, crossed his legs and said, "Come to think of it, she seems to be very afraid of you."

"...Ah?" Thinking of the scene just now, someone grinned with a forced smile.

"I see. That's... that's quite embarrassing."

"Well, she said a few words to me in a panic and then ran away. I felt like she was afraid that you would beat her." Wolum said casually, and by the way, he hummed a little tune that he thought of on the way.

"?"

No, what do you mean she’s afraid that I’ll hit her?

Phoenix's expression twisted slightly when he heard what Volom said. What did that mean? Did Noyce just spread the scene he just saw?

Tell everyone about it? That shouldn't be the case. She doesn't seem to be the kind of person who talks too much.

Seeing his agent's awkward expression, Volom, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, put his hands on the back of the sofa and sat in an extremely heroic posture, "By the way, have you watched Noyce's interview? How did you feel about it?"

"Perfect."

Phoenix gave a sincere evaluation, and before Volom could change his expression, he continued to explain: "The purpose of this interview is very clear. The reason why the two of you were interviewed together is probably to praise one and criticize the other."

“Huh~”

"As long as your show is not as pleasing as Noyce's, you will definitely be suppressed by people who hate you after the interview."

Taking into account the feelings of the parties involved, Phoenix explained the logic behind the term "one praises the other" in a rather euphemistic way.

Sure enough, Volom didn't hear the deep meaning of his agent's words at all. He just rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction and said, "I hate it if I hate it. I have been attacked by this group of people for a long time."

"You're right, it's not important."

After several hours of intensive communication yesterday, Phoenix has already understood Volom's character. As long as he plays along, there will basically be no major problems.

“No one in this world can be liked by everyone, so we just need to make those who like you like you more.”

After that, someone took out a pair of hidden patch headphones that he had bought from a music store from his pocket and handed them to his big star.

"Just in case, I'll lead you in this fight."

……

……

"Okay~ Let's welcome the Ark's most popular person, the highest symbol of rebellious spirit, the rap singer, Volum--!"

The sweet voice of host Fesley was heard in the studio.

She had just finished interviewing Noyce and was in high spirits. Not only was she genuinely happy for the perfect answer from her idol, she was also excited about the next part of finding fault.

She hated the rapper who did whatever he wanted, even to the point that every time she saw positive news about him, she felt that he was just putting on a show.

"Hello, Volom, I'm glad to have you as a guest in our Ark Expert Interview column today."

“Huh~”

Sitting in front of the microphone and putting on headphones, Wallem turned his head to look at his agent standing outside the recording room and winked at him, meaning "just watch".

Seeing that the big star didn't respond, Fesley suppressed her inner disgust and said with a smile: "I heard that you are preparing for your new album recently. I wonder how the current creative progress is? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Difficult? What's difficult about creating music? It can be released in two or three months."

Hearing this confusing question, Wollum couldn't help but cast a surprised look at the host. As a true musical genius, her answer came from the heart.

Is it still difficult to create music?

Isn't it just humming, thinking about it while eating, singing a few lines while taking a bath, and a song will come out? ? ?

“Uh… Hehe, she is indeed our talented singer.” The host smiled awkwardly, “But I just interviewed Noyce, and I also had the honor of interviewing Alia a long time ago. They both expressed their difficulties in creating performances.”

"They are them, and they are not me."

The woman, who was a genius but didn't realize it, replied dissatisfiedly: "My name is Volum, not theirs."

“Perhaps this could be due to your different attitudes towards music?”

Hearing the negative emotion in Wolum's tone, Fesley, who had done her homework, quietly brought up the topic she had kept hidden for a long time.

"It may also be that they take music too seriously. After all, each of them is a musician pursuing perfection."

"what?"

When Fesley took the initiative to describe Noyce and Alia as musicians, but did not use this word to describe herself, how could Wallem control his temper?

She immediately raised her eyebrows and wanted to say something outrageous on the spot.

However, just when the big star was about to rise, the agent's faint but steady and magnetic voice came from the patch earphones.

"Ask her what her definition of perfection is. Then tell her that your current state is the most perfect. No matter what she says to refute your point of view, you can tell her whether there has ever been a perfect work of art recognized by everyone in the world."

Upon hearing the military advisor's best strategy, Wallen, who was still quite straightforward when it came to arguing with others, suddenly had his eyes light up. He immediately used his own speaking habits to retort his agent's thinking to the host.

Her tone was still as harsh as before, but her words were countless times sharper than before.

What is the definition and standard of perfection? Is there a work in history that can be recognized by the whole world as perfect? ​​If there is one person who sincerely denies it, then is it still perfect?

The series of rhetorical questions that were enough to involve philosophical thinking really caught Fesley off guard.

Something is wrong... Who taught her these words? !

Fesley subconsciously wanted to look at the unknown man outside the window, but Wollum keenly noticed her movement.

"It seems that you don't know much about art, host."

Knowing that he had won the first round of the war, the big star was like a spirited young general. He raised his chin proudly, seized the silence when the opponent retreated, and chased after them all the way.

"My time and yours are both valuable. The host is discussing music with me without first learning about music. I don't think he is just trying to get by."

"..."

Seeing that Wolum was pursuing the matter relentlessly, Fesley had no choice but to grit her teeth and move on to the next topic.

"I heard that many of your fans have stopped following you recently..."

"That's their own choice. What? Do you think I'm going to force them to like me?"

"Okay, then, on the Internet, you verbally attack a fan who has quit following you..."

"Does the Ark law stipulate that rappers are not allowed to curse people online? To be honest, I doubt whether he is my fan or not. Hasn't he heard my songs? I dare to sing them, so why should I be afraid of cursing people online?

How about I sing when I curse people from now on?"

“As an idol…”

"What idol? I'm a singer. It seems like you really haven't done any homework for this interview."

"Wait...Vollum, what are you trying to do?"

"I think this interview is a complete waste of time. Since you don't respect me, I don't bother to respect you either. I don't want to record this show anymore. That's it.

Oh, and tell your boss to hire a professional next time."

pat.

Throwing the headphones on the operating table, Wallen walked out of the recording room without looking back. He winked at Phoenix secretly and left the recording room first.

……

"Ah~ so comfortable!"

Walking out of the office building, the happy Wollenberg stretched exaggeratedly, not caring at all about her graceful and sexy figure being seen by her agent.

"By the way, did the agent have lunch after coming out of the rehabilitation center?"

"Not really." Phoenix was looking down at Mihala and Yuni, asking them to come out from the backstage quickly. "Is the boss planning to treat me to dinner?"

"Bingo~"

Wolunmu turned sideways, put on his sunglasses in a casual manner, and said:

"Let's go, I'll take you to try some real steak."

Chapter 45: Carry Away

Eating is a happy thing.

On the way to dinner, it should be a happy thing.

However, when Volem drove her beloved supercar, carrying her agent and two of Nikki's bodyguards, slowly moving towards the city center at a turtle-like speed for an hour...

The big star's patience was completely exhausted by the damn road conditions.

So, she called the studio staff on the spot and offered them five times the overtime pay to come over and drive the car.

She then took out a complete set of camouflage costumes from the car and spent more than twenty minutes to successfully change her appearance.

Then, Volom, who didn't look like Volom, got out of the car with Phoenix and the other two, and walked to the intersection ahead, intending to see why the traffic was stagnant.

"Huh, it's another parade."

When the four people saw several plastic signs with words like "Amend Nikki's Human Rights Act", "Give up the transformation of Nikki", and "Prohibit the use of human brains", the anger in Wollum's heart suddenly turned into smoke and dissipated silently.

"These parades usually last until 8 or 9 in the evening. If we want to go to the Royal Garden Restaurant, we can basically only ride a bike or walk.

"Agent, I'll treat you to a steak some other day. How about we go to a fancy restaurant to fill our stomach today?"

"I'm fine with it. There's no rush for this day."

Phoenix didn't care about it at all. Now he wanted to confirm the scale and situation of the parade, so he continued walking forward.

Seeing him like this, Yuni and Mihala, who knew nothing about the parade, naturally followed him.

Only Volom, who knew the inside story, quickly grabbed Phoenix's hand and explained in a low voice:

"Agent, most of these protesters are extremists. They are actually very hostile to the Commander. Many of them believe that the Commander is also one of the murderers who killed their daughter."

"Is that so?"

Hearing what Volom said, Phoenix withdrew his foot obediently.

Rather than worrying about being beaten up by the other party, he was now more afraid that he would accidentally kill a passerby in the chaos.

But just when someone was about to give up, the warning from Anik instantly made him persevere.

[Look at the map, I found that woman! The height and chest circumference are the same, and the facial contour is only based on the curve formed by the floating points. The similarity is as high as 91.65%! ]

When the artificial intelligence finished speaking, the commander, eager for revenge, had no time to explain more to Worum and others.

"Come with me to chase someone. I'll tell you the details later."

After saying that, the man didn't care about Wolum's "smoothing the hair" principle, he just shook off the other's hand and rushed to the opposite corner of the intersection.

……

……

"Well, the size of the parade has reached about 700 people."

At the intersection, behind a restaurant rooftop billboard, Viper was reporting the situation into a headset while playing with a rifle smuggled from the police station.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that her sweet peach blossom eyes, like pastries, are mingled with a hint of resentment and viciousness.

"It has come to this, they should finally start making a fuss."

boom! ! !

Just when the woman was mentally prepared and tried to shoot to cause chaos, the iron gate of the rooftop was kicked open from the inside out in an instant.

I saw Wolum standing in the front, raising her muscular right leg and making a side kick.

"Huh? Is Rapper changing his career to become a policeman?"

Viper raised the muzzle of her gun with a smile, looking as if NIMPH had no effect on her at all.

Volum: “!”

Boom! ! !

Just as the hooded woman was about to pull the trigger.

Phoenix, who was at the stairs and had the fastest reaction, didn't have time to think. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the boss's leather pants belt, pulling it back with all his strength, causing the still dazed Volom to fall backwards on the spot.

If someone's ribs and spine had not been thoughtfully strengthened by Anik, Volom's bionic body weighing more than 100 kilograms would have been able to crush him and cause his heart to stop on the spot.

"Pfft~"

Seeing such a dramatic scene, Viper, who had no intention of shooting at all, laughed softly.