If this person were rational, it would be fine, but this guy is clearly an obsessed fanatic.
To get closer to the idol, he will frantically vote and promote, using his money to guide other fans, and will guide the fan group to 'control comments,' 'whitewash,' and attack other idols and fans to satisfy his own protective and controlling desires.
One fan can ruin ten; if there's just one such person, the entire fan group will become a mess...
The more money such a person spends, the more I fear it. I don't want my reputation to be ruined because of such a guy, making others think that all my fans are of this quality."
This was Ayanokouji Kiyohira's first time hearing Yumemi's views on fans, and he was surprised at what she thought, raising his eyebrows: "It sounds like you have a lot of experience."
"This is also what my seniors told me. They told me that they would rather not have a sugar daddy who can spend a fortune than be liked by such an obsessed fan, because you don't know what crazy things they will do for you.
Many idol seniors have encountered those stalker fans; they even chase idols to their homes, which is super terrifying. I don't want to be like them, living in fear all day long."
"You don't want to be the only solution in their lives, right?" Ayanokouji Kiyohira said.
"Exactly!"
Yumemi nodded in agreement: "Since these people have money, why don't they stop being shut-ins? Instead of putting their affection into some two-dimensional beautiful girl or idol, how much better would it be to find a submissive gold-digger as a girlfriend? What need can't be satisfied? Why must they come to see girl idols?"
"What is an idol? An idol is someone who sells dreams, a dream that seems close but is out of reach. No one truly thinks they can marry an idol, right? An idol's existence should be more of a motivation to encourage you to work hard, not the sole goal of your life.
An idol is not your girlfriend and doesn't want your betrothal money. I hope my fans can progress and grow with me, becoming better people, instead of spending all their money on me and becoming an annoying guy who comes to an idol's handshake event with sweaty hands, without self-awareness, and with an excited face to shake hands with the idol!
Do they really think idols tolerate everything and don't get angry? It's just that they don't want to say things too harshly!"
"Since you dislike it, why don't you hint at it? According to what you said, you don't want these kinds of fans, right? Why not just say it?"
Yumemi pouted: "My words are from my perspective and my insights, and they don't represent the thoughts of others."
"I don't want to make money from fans, but there are many small idols who hope to make money from fans. If I say this, I will definitely become the public enemy of many people..."
"Forget it, I won't say any more..." Yumemi's anger was really a bit high, and after saying a lot, she was a bit thirsty. Seeing a cup of tea on the table, she picked it up directly and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hey, I've already drunk from this," Ayanokouji Kiyohira kindly reminded her.
"So what if you've drunk from it? This is my lounge, and wasn't the tea you drank taken from here anyway?" Yumemi paused, then retorted, feeling completely justified.
"Alright… you win." Ayanokouji Kiyohira shrugged and asked, "It sounds like you have a lot of resentment towards handshake events. So why do you still hold them?"
"What era are we in? Still holding traditional handshake events?"
Ayanokoji offered a suggestion.
"If you dislike shaking hands with people, but don't want to abandon this tradition, you could get a force-feedback glove. You could be separated by a screen, and then use this high-tech method to provide feedback, simulating the feeling of a handshake. That would be a good option for you, wouldn't it?"
Ayanokoji said with a smile, "Don't you think that's cool? It perfectly matches my fantasy of future virtual idols…"
Yumemi rolled her eyes.
"What are you talking about? Even if I had the money, I wouldn't spend it on that. What I dislike isn't the fans, but those who lack self-awareness. Normal fans are still very welcome.
You know, what an idol like me needs most is to be close to her fans, to make them support us. If I used some force-feedback glove, they would lose that sense of closeness, and they might even unfollow and turn against me!"
Yumemi glanced at Ayanokoji with a resentful look: "Besides, interacting with these fans also helps hone my acting skills. I'm not like you, who can eat wasabi without batting an eye…"
After coming off stage, Yumemi specifically asked her teammate again. She swore that both sides definitely had wasabi cake, and the amount Ayanokouji Kiyohira ate was certainly the same as hers.
"I just have better tolerance, that's all." Ayanokouji Kiyohira smiled. "To be honest, I think your acting skills are good enough in the idol world, better than those celebrities I've seen who only know how to stare. Do you still want to hone your acting skills?"
"My acting skills are indeed sufficient for the idol world, but it's not enough. My dream is to become an actress who can win an Oscar!" Yumemi had already told Ayanokouji Kiyohira a lot, without hiding anything, proudly stating her goal.
"You want to become an Oscar-winning actress?" Ayanokouji Kiyohira teased, "The Oscars don't have much value these days. Besides, you're too 'white' to meet the Oscar standards."
Yumemi didn't understand what Ayanokoji was saying at first. After Ayanokouji Kiyohira mentioned the words "Black people" and "LGBT," Yumemi understood he was talking about political correctness, and angrily said, "Don't underestimate the Oscar! The Oscar also requires acting skills! Only those blessed with strength, talent, and luck can win that award!"
"…You're right."
Ayanokouji Kiyohira thought about it and stopped refuting Yumemi.
It's a good thing for a young girl to have dreams, and he wouldn't be the bad guy to shatter a girl's dream.
"Alright, we've talked enough. Let's get to the main point, Yumemi, what do you intend to do?"
Ayanokouji Kiyohira clapped his hands, attracting Yumemi's attention.
Yumemi's expression stiffened a little.
She had talked so much precisely to avoid this topic, but Ayanokouji Kiyohira still brought it up.
Yumemi looked a bit unwilling, but still said, "Just as I said on stage, within a week, I will be your exclusive maid. No matter what you do to me, I will not resist…"
"You're not going to renege, are you?"
Yumemi lowered her head and whispered, "I wasn't going to renege. This competition was very important to me. You were willing to give up the chance to win and let me win, which was originally out of your trust in me. If I were to renege now, it would be a bit ungrateful…"
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