Chapter 90: The Past (Part 2)

"Mika..."

Now, it was the little girl who comforted the woman.

In response, the little girl patted her chest and made a promise.

"Mika has decided to become an idol, to be an idol who brings songs to everyone. So, Mommy, you have to get better quickly and watch Mika become the top idol."

Seeing the little girl who seemed to have grown up suddenly, the woman smiled with relief and reached out to stroke the little girl's head.

"Okay, Mommy will definitely get better quickly and watch Mika become the best idol in the world."

"Yes, because there is a just hero, so everything will be fine."

This should be the last conversation between the little girl and her mother, because in the afternoon of that day, the woman passed away due to failed rescue efforts.

At this moment, the little girl finally understood where her mother was going. It was a place she couldn't go to, and at the same time, the little girl also understood.

It was actually her mother who used to repair her dolls. The just hero never existed from the beginning, or else her mother wouldn't have died.

And in order to fulfill the promise with her mother, the little girl debuted as an idol several years later. With her beautiful singing voice, she quickly rose to fame. The road to becoming an idol was smooth for her.

But...

"You deceived us, didn't you?"

"Just get lost."

"Don't judge a book by its cover, huh..."

On a certain brightly lit stage, where she should have been a performer dressed in fabulous clothes, holding a microphone, the golden-haired girl stood there in a daze.

She wanted to say something but couldn't. Faced with the audience's senseless anger and blame, the girl couldn't do anything.

She could only stand there foolishly. The audience, whom she used to trust the most and who had been her motivation all this time, had suddenly turned into enemies. The praises she used to receive now turned into unbearable insults. For a 14-year-old girl, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

First, she endured the slander of rumors, thinking that it didn't matter as long as she had the support of the audience. But...

The girl was wrong. After the slander of rumors came the complete betrayal of the audience. Did she do something wrong in the first place?

The girl couldn't help but question herself. Although she tried to struggle and say something, she suddenly found that she couldn't make a sound. Her mouth just hung open in bewilderment. She couldn't even speak, let alone sing.

Instead, all that came out were sounds like gasps for breath. But even these sounds were quickly drowned out by the overwhelming criticism she faced.

Naturally, the girl fell into chaos and soon lost consciousness.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was the ceiling, realizing she was in a hospital room. It seemed to be the Kanagawa City First General Hospital, but the girl didn't pay attention to these details.

It turns out it was just a dream.

The girl consoled herself with this thought, but...

She immediately realized that it was just her imagination. What she had seen earlier was real, and the evidence was there.

"Ha...hoo...ah"

Just like before, it was the same gasping sound. Maybe it was because the hospital room was quiet, or maybe it was because the girl had come to accept this reality in her heart.

Is that so? Have I lost my voice? The girl in her heart recognizes this fact clearly and accepts it calmly. It's incredible that the girl is not as chaotic as before, but rather unusually calm, as if she can no longer feel any sorrow.

If I really have to say it, yes, just like a robot, expressionless, with nothing but emotionless and hollow eyes.

Is that so? Not only have I lost that person, lost the audience, but now I have also lost the most important voice as an idol? The girl confirms calmly in her heart.

Then, the girl asks herself in her heart,

So, what do I have left now?