Early morning.

Although the latitude is not low and it often snows in winter, it is not as cold as at the same latitude because it is the coastal area of the island country.

However, despite this, it is still very cold for children.

"Whew~" Only the second-grade child let go of his mother's hand with one hand and blew his fingers, which were as red as carrots.

"Mommy, can we play?" the child asked, looking up, Mom.

Mom asked. The young mother, looking at the long line in front of her, looked a little glazed.

Although she and her son came to the competition venue for the first time today, by the time they arrived, they had already seen a queue of more than 300 people.

"Impossible!" said the mother and son, who had just gotten off the car behind the mother and son, as they ran, "I stayed up all night and sat on the train for several hours to get here, and finally caught the first train, how could this be?"

"How could it be! You might see Takahashi here!" said the child with thick velvet gloves in the future, leaning his neck proudly.

"Takahashi! Takahashi! I really don't know what is good with this Takahashi!" said my mother dissatisfied.

"Takahashi is better, better than the big brothers you like, Mommy!" the child retorted.

"Shhhhh......hh

It is said that the music scene, or the largest consumer group of idol groups, before otaku, is actually a housewife.

Isn't it normal for mothers who are in charge of their family wealth to spend some money on their little hobbies?

Records, discs, posters, and even magazines and fans, moms buy and buy without looking at the price.

However, although many housewives like the "little fresh meat" of those boy groups. But there are very few housewives who openly say that they like these boy group idols. Because, from a certain point of view, such behavior can be regarded as spiritual derailment. It is natural for my mother to be so nervous.

The sky was overcast, and a few snowflakes were faintly falling.

Takahashi stood at the entrance of the stadium, looking at the long line of people with a wry smile on his face.

"Haven't you seen it?" said Yukio Osato, handing Takahashi a hot drink. As a moving background, the young errand runner carried a kettle to pour hot water for the people in line.

"I haven't seen it. Takahashi shook his head, "Do you like to line up so much?"

"Otherwise?" Yukio Osato raised his head and drank the hot red bean drink, and said with a smile, "Otherwise, how do you think the first time limited, limited bonus, and limited-time sale came out?"

"That's not going to be such a long queue, is it, it's just a game. I heard that I was waiting in line at 3 a.m. at the earliest. Takahashi said.

He was already very tired, but he got up earlier than usual today. After discovering these people who had been waiting here for a long time, the staff greeted Takahashi.

He chatted with these sleepy children for a while, and when it was almost dawn, he took a short break for the sake of the official competition.

"It's almost time, let's get in. Takahashi said.

"Okay. "Yukio Osato, who is the director, recruited the person in charge of communications and asked each department to start working.

The quota for the morning game is only 200 people, which is completely insufficient for more than 300 people outside.

The two hundred and one, the children who were stopped outside, had disappointed expressions on their faces.

The game begins.

Although "Interstellar Force" has been out for a while, the more children practice, the higher the scores. This is because it is too cold and my hands are frozen.

The morning game was over, and after Takahashi hastily finished eating, he came out to comfort the team that had accumulated more than 600 people.

There are so many people who want to participate in the competition.

In addition to the young players who want to participate in the "Interstellar Power" competition, there are also more than 1,000 relatives and friends. In addition, there are more than 1,000 children who came to watch the game.

Looking at the crowded stadium, Takahashi took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, and came out of the backstage and walked to the front desk.

"Takahashi!

"Sign!"

"Takahashi!

"Takahashi!"

……

The sound came and went, and although the height of these children was not very high, Takahashi was still crowded by the crowd and couldn't stand still.

Finally standing against the wall, Takahashi took out a pen and signed autographs for the children. Because I only signed "GQ", the speed of signing was still very fast.

"Woo...... Woo woo ...... "There are finally fewer people signing autographs, Takahashi was in a noisy environment, suddenly heard a cry, followed the sound over, he saw a child with velvet gloves around his neck crying.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Takahashi, crouching down.

"I didn't ...... No, I want to compete!" said the child.

Although he was in more than 300 positions in the queue, because of his sudden bad stomach, his mother took him to the toilet, and he was no longer able to compete.

When the child's mother explained the ins and outs, she also explained that she and the child came from a long distance, and the child really wanted to compete.

Takahashi pondered for a while, since he was already in line, he couldn't plug it back, which was unfair to the people who had been queuing.

But......

"Let's hold a night game!" Takahashi said to the staff who maintained order around him, he turned his head to the child and said, "Do you still have a stomach ache? You can rest for a while, there will be a night game in the evening, can you play at night? Look at the people in the team, they have been lining up, if I let you go back to line up, it will be unfair to them!"

"Hmm!" the child nodded vigorously.

"By the way, what's your name?" asked Takahashi.

"My name is Takuno Kishimoto. ”

"Come on!" Takahashi encouraged.

"Hmm!"

……

Although Takahashi said that a night show would be added, the second half of the itinerary had already been arranged, and Yukio Osato's departure had already gone to arrange tomorrow's venue.

Therefore, the rest time ends immediately, and the flow of the game begins to be compressed.

The final "night game" is divided into two large teams of 100 people to face off. In the end, there were a total of morning winners, afternoon winners, and two winners of the "night game" to participate in the semi-finals.

Takahashi deliberately found Takuno Kishimoto and asked about his grades, but unfortunately, his score was too low and completely insufficient.

"Don't be discouraged, you have to study as hard as a game in the future, you know!" Takahashi comforted him and encouraged.

"Hmm!" Takuno Kishimoto regained his courage in a low voice.

Is this chicken soup?

Takahashi shook his head with a smile, got into the caravan, and raised the microphone.

"The semifinals begin!" Takahashi said loudly, holding up the microphone.