Another day passed.
The Sigma Series held an apology livestream, attempting to win back fans’ forgiveness with a sincere attitude…
While it wasn’t the Heroes’ fault for being brainwashed, and it felt unfair for them to bear false accusations, the fans’ anger had to be appeased this way. The industry was just that unreasonable.
The “Hero” image, which carried people’s expectations, had to be perfect.
If cracks appeared on that surface, fans would turn away and seek a perfect “Hero.”
Heroes controlled by their Company were even more bound by this law. The Sigma Heroes were truly at a critical juncture. Although the resort crisis was resolved, the Company’s crisis was far from over.
One misstep could mean total loss.
By the way, Blue Cavalier, having claimed to be a spy, avoided the backlash and barely escaped unscathed.
And now, including Sista, they were shooting a photo set by the slightly reddish sea.
The shooting process was also being broadcast live as part of a program…
Clara was slumped in a lounge chair under a tent, watching it all.
“I say, President, having them shoot a limited-edition photo set in their Moon Rabbit forms… will that really salvage their reputation?”
Qiexiya lay on another lounge chair beside Clara, wearing a mature-style swimsuit that didn’t match her outward appearance, with Clara’s Moon Rabbit Combat Body resting on her stomach.
Hearing Clara’s question, she explained unhurriedly:
“Of course it’s useful. The audience knows they’ll only maintain this female form for these few days.”
“Not only will the original female fans watch, but even some male fans with ulterior motives, driven by curiosity, will take a look to see what their favorite Heroes look like after a gender transformation. The traffic this brings will stabilize their popularity, won’t it?”
“Huh? Aren’t those just men with weird fetishes?”
In Clara’s rather conservative and traditional view, if a man knew her original gender was a middle-aged man and still actively approached, or even pursued her, then there was definitely something wrong with that man’s “top” or “bottom.”
Qiexiya, however, didn’t think so and continued:
“The Sigma Series’ current state is like a limited-time event in a game. Taking advantage of the Moon Rabbit form to launch activities not only diverts attention but also mitigates the negative impact of this image. After all, Labi… the Fourth Calamity cadre’s aesthetic sense is pretty decent, right?”
Producer S’s positioning for the Sigma Series in their Moon Rabbit form was a female form that would be popular with women.
In simpler terms, it was a female image with masculine traits, autonomous and strong.
With this positioning, the stylist had a direction, ultimately creating four handsome female Heroes reminiscent of Takarazuka Revue otokoyaku actresses.
“The Sigma Series won’t go down easily, but they’ll definitely be greatly affected. However, the weakening of a competitor isn’t a bad thing for us…”
As she said this, Qiexiya didn’t know the Moon Rabbit in her arms was Clara.
Just like Lucia didn’t know either.
She turned slightly, sandwiching the Moon Rabbit’s body between her slender, toned teenage legs, one arm hugging the rabbit while the other hand gently stroked its little head.
Clara’s (the Moon Rabbit’s) rabbit nose pressed against Qiexiya’s diaphragm area, able to smell the scent of perfume mixed with light sweat and a smoky aroma.
“Squeak!?”
Although separated by fur, the stimulation of being pressed against skin still made Clara, lying nearby, blush crimson. She couldn’t help but also turn over, her back to Qiexiya, afraid she might notice something…
“Clara?”
“What’s wrong? Why are you turning your back to me?”
“Ah, well… P-President Qiexiya is too sexy, one shouldn’t look improperly…”
The lie woven to cover her shyness actually sounded quite pleasing to Qiexiya’s ears.
“Heh! A nice compliment. You can say more, you know?”
A compliment?
“President Qiexiya’s figure is as perfect as a statue of Venus…”
Qiexiya didn’t respond immediately. After a long pause, she said, “…Clara, praising someone for something they don’t have sounds like sarcasm, you know?”
Oh no, she seemed a bit displeased.
The strength in her arms holding the Moon Rabbit Combat Body also increased a little.
“Miss Clara!”
Just then, Dharma Okata came running over with a phone.
“We might be leaving the resort tomorrow or the day after, so we’re preparing to take a group photo of the entire production crew. Will you and President Qiexiya join us? And Miss Fran and Miss Lucia… uh, where are they?”
Clara replied, “They’re with Miss Anna. They’re tinkering with the moon bus we’ll use to go back.”
“Yesterday they loaded that vehicle with a bunch of weapons and equipment to deal with the Moon Rabbits. Now they have to take it all off and check the seals and such…”
“But the group photo is more important, right? I’ll call and ask them to come over.”
“Hah! Privately modifying another company’s assets is illegal. We are, after all, a Hero Company. Such things aren’t appropriate…”
As Qiexiya said this, Dharma Okata countered:
“But without that firepower platform guarding the hangar door, we would have been eaten by those Moon Rabbits.”
“I know. That’s why I don’t think it’s a big deal either.”
Qiexiya sat up from the lounge chair, putting down the Moon Rabbit Combat Body that was almost fainting from the heat.
“Let’s go! Let’s take a group photo for memories!”
Saying this, she led the way toward the beach, not minding at all squeezing in front of the camera.
“Grass skirts… that’s still a bit…”
Dharma Okata believed the group photo should have a theme, and the most suitable theme for the beach was undoubtedly hula dancing and weaving grass hats.
Grass hats were hard to find, but if there were no grass skirts, they could even make them on the spot…
They were called grass skirts, but the material wasn’t actually grass; they were made by bundling palm tree fibers and large leaves. Coincidentally, palm trees were the most abundant on this island, so…
The props team had already prepared the grass skirts in advance.
Although the grass skirts were ready, getting everyone to change into them and dance a bit wasn’t so easy.
The outgoing and enthusiastic Red Star General, and the already frivolous Verdant Echo—getting these two to do the hula was no problem, but…
“Hey! Number Two, you even wore a swimsuit! Are you still embarrassed to do the hula?”
“That’s a different matter.”
Blue Cavalier wasn’t too willing. After all, doing the hula didn’t fit her cool, rational “Character Setting.” Even as a bunny girl, she considered herself the ice queen type of bunny girl.
Wearing a swimsuit was one thing, but making someone who always kept a straight face do the hula was really…
“What’s there to be shy about? Look, Number Four is even willing to wiggle.”
The taciturn, beautiful youth Sista was dancing with a completely expressionless face.
The dance moves were stiff and by-the-book, earnest yet awkward, which actually fit Sista’s image quite well.
Clara couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the sight.
“Pfft…”
Only to be scolded by Qiexiya:
“What are you laughing at? You put on a grass skirt too!”
Under the President’s order, Clara reluctantly took the grass skirt.
An adult’s pride was a flexible thing. Especially when faced with a direct order from a superior, pride didn’t seem so important.
Just like how, when facing the camera to get the job done, she could even put on a cute voice and act adorable.
[Actually, you have a way to make Blue Cavalier do the hula.]
Nyx’s voice was like a devil’s whisper.
Clara understood too…
She really did have a way.
Well thats humilitating.