Chapter 290 - Excavation: A Super Rare One
The Moon Girl flagship program, officially titled Moon Trip, has been scheduled to broadcast every Monday late at night.
The memorable first episode will apparently be a one-hour special dedicated to the members' self-introductions.
However, those details don't matter.
What's important is what kind of girls have gathered.
Today is the first meeting and briefing. For both me and them, it's a day of feeling each other out.
"""Nice to meet you!"""
A total of thirty idols swarmed into the dressing room. To an old guy like me, they're all indistinguishable, but I've been told they are all elites who won through a rigorous audition.
That said, since they are a group that sells handshake tickets, they likely weren't judged on their singing or dancing skills.
They probably just checked their looks, friendliness, and general health.
...I'd think a group focused on skills would have more combat-oriented skills, though.
But those kinds of "real" talents don't appear on variety shows.
When it reaches the level where comedians with shady backgrounds can easily approach them, that's the limit.
Without expecting much, I proceeded to status appraisal.
"I've been a fan of Nakamoto-san for a long time—"
The leader, Momoka Sakuragi, launched into sales talk with a sycophantic voice. Her skills and status were a mess; forget combat, it was doubtful if she could even survive in the entertainment industry.
Next.
"Is it true that you're close with Producer Kurosawa?"
The group's tallest member, Miki Suzuki. ...Good grief, her held skill is [Pillow Business]!
The way she looks at me like a predator is bad for my heart.
This one is no good either, next.
"I want to dance soon, sa—"
—An Okinawan accent?
When I instinctively looked up at the unique intonation, my eyes met a tanned girl.
...Her face looks familiar. But I can't place it.
"You..."
"A-Ah, should I speak in standard Japanese instead? I was told that for girls from the countryside, using a dialect helps build a character."
"No, just stay as you are. More importantly, you—do you have experience in martial arts?"
"How did you know, sa—!?"
It's probably because I've lived on battlefields for a long time. I can somewhat sense it through her demeanor and the way her muscles are built.
This girl might be a hit.
I asked with a voice full of expectation.
"Your name?"
"...Yoko Gushiken."
Is this her bit?
Amidst the snickers leaking from all around, the brown-skinned girl looked down bashfully.
"Haha. There was a boxer like that, wasn't there? So, what's your real name?"
"This is my real name, sa—"
"Eh."
"When my parents remarried, my surname changed to Gushiken. And that's how it ended up like this."
What kind of probability is that?
But a name that's easy to remember might be the strongest weapon in a sense. It should work in her favor for her activities as a talent.
"I see. ...Status Open."
"?"
【Name】Yoko Gushiken
【Level】2
【Class】Junior High School Girl
【HP】125
【MP】170
【Attack】125
【Defense】125
【Agility】130
【Magic Attack】200
【Magic Defense】200
【Skill】Ryukyu Karate, Yuta
【Notes】A girl who has trained in karate since childhood. Her goal is the revival of Okinawan-style talents.
"Yuta?"
Yoko reacted to the voice I uttered unconsciously.
"How did you know, sa—?"
"...I just thought it sounded right."
"Hee—?"
It was a poor excuse, but she seemed to accept it, thinking, If he can tell that, maybe Nakamoto-san has something like spiritual sensitivity too.
According to Yoko, Yuta is a term referring to Okinawan folk mediums—so-called shamans.
"In my family, my grandmother and great-grandmother were both Yuta, sa—. Only Mother couldn't become one."
No wonder her magic is so high.
Her clan is likely "real" shamans.
On top of that, her physical abilities are top-tier, and besides...
I observed Yoko from head to toe, as if licking her.
True to her Okinawan origin, her features were more defined than those of people from the mainland, and her expression had a tropical brightness.
Large, clear eyes. Bright red lips. Brown hair cut at the shoulders, and skin a slightly lighter shade of brown.
Her height is probably around 150 centimeters, but I perceive that the parts that should be out are firmly out. Likely around a C-cup, and her flavor would probably be the salty type. The flavor of a sporty girl is a known quantity. Several energetic girls, including Chloe, were like that... No, flavor doesn't matter right now; that's something to confirm later.
In short, this girl is.
A super rare talent, flawless in both ability and appearance.
A true gem, too good for a group that forcibly sells CDs through handshake tickets—
"You said your name was Yoko, right?"
"Y-Yes."
I whispered softly into the ear of the tropical beauty who was stiff with tension.
"There's something I want to talk about with you alone. When the briefing is over, could you stay in the studio?"
"...?"
As if nothing had happened, I proceeded to appraise the abilities of the remaining members.
I couldn't find any other hit talents.