138 Music Show

“Ow... my legs.”

The café part-time job experience had been sheer torture.

Customers kept pouring in, and the orders were absurdly complicated.

And since every last one of them had come to see me, I had to work hard to respond to everything they said.

Well, they hadn't paid a huge sum to come like they would for an idol fan meeting, but they were my fans all the same.

I was aware that I was an artist who did few activities and rarely communicated with fans, so whenever I had a chance to meet them like this, I wanted to treat them even better.

Thanks to that, I endured all sorts of humiliation today... but whatever. If people enjoyed themselves, that was enough.

“We’ll edit the footage we shot today and upload it! I think the response will be amazing, too.”

“How long will that take?”

“Hmm. Two or three weeks?”...