At this moment, inside Robin's debut livestream room.
The colorful bullet chat drifted across the screen like countless fireflies dancing beneath the night sky.
The atmosphere was extraordinarily lively.
Yet the popularity of the livestream seemed to have exceeded even Robin's own expectations.
The viewer count surged upward like a tidal wave.
One hundred thousand.
Three hundred thousand.
Five hundred thousand.
One million.
And even after breaking through the seven-digit threshold, it showed absolutely no signs of slowing down.
Instead, it continued climbing steadily.
Robin blinked slightly.
"Hm?"
"Why does it feel like the stream is lagging a little?"
She gently tilted her head.
A few strands of lavender hair slid over her shoulder as confusion appeared on her beautiful face.
The viewers instantly exploded.
[AHHHHHHH SHE TILTED HER HEAD!!!]
[Somebody save me! She's too cute!]
[Miss Robin, please stop attacking us with your face!]
[The stream isn't lagging! My heart is lagging!]
[Emergency notice: My brain has stopped responding!]
Robin:
(๑°⌓°๑)
"Is everyone alright?"
...
At the same time.
Numerous conspicuous paid messages began appearing one after another.
[Starwave Entertainment sincerely invites Miss Robin to join our company.]
[Sky Music offers an S-Class contract.]
[Phoenix Media sincerely hopes to cooperate.]
[Please contact us at...]
[Miss Robin, our company guarantees complete creative freedom.]
The bullet chat immediately burst into laughter.
[Holy crap! Another one!]
[How many companies is this now?]
[Twenty? Thirty?]
[The recruiters are going crazy!]
[Wait a minute... does that mean Miss Robin still isn't signed?]
[Impossible!]
[How could someone this popular be unsigned?]
[Unless she's secretly rich!]
[Or she's ridiculously talented!]
[Or both!]
Seeing the increasingly outrageous speculation.
Robin couldn't help but laugh softly.
"No, no. I'm really not some rich young lady."
She waved her hand helplessly.
"My current income mainly comes from everyone's support. It's enough to maintain my daily life and continue making music. That's already more than sufficient for me."
The gentle smile on her face seemed capable of calming every restless heart.
Unfortunately.
The companies clearly weren't willing to give up.
More recruitment messages appeared.
Robin glanced at them briefly.
Then after thinking for a moment.
She spoke seriously.
"Regarding this matter...I should probably give everyone an answer."
The bustling livestream gradually quieted.
Countless viewers focused their attention.
Robin folded her hands together on her lap.
Her emerald-green eyes reflected the light of the monitor.
"First of all. Thank you very much for everyone's recognition."
"Whether it's the audience supporting me, or the companies extending invitations, I sincerely appreciate it."
Her voice was gentle.
Yet every word carried surprising firmness.
"However. I currently have no plans to join the entertainment industry. Nor do I intend to sign with any company."
The bullet chat paused briefly.
Then exploded once more.
[EH?!?!]
[WHY?!]
[Miss Robin would definitely become a superstar!]
[She's already a superstar!]
[A diva! A real diva!]
[What a waste!]
Robin couldn't help laughing.
"A diva? That title sounds too exaggerated. But..."
She paused slightly.
Then smiled.
"I really don't have such plans."
The bullet chat instantly filled with crying emojis.
Robin continued patiently.
"Actually, the reason is very simple. I like my current lifestyle. I can create whenever inspiration comes. I can sing whenever I want. I can communicate with everyone whenever I wish. There are no schedules. No obligations. And no unnecessary pressure."
As she spoke.
A trace of nostalgia flashed across her eyes.
Freedom.
It was something she cherished deeply.
After all.
Compared to standing beneath countless spotlights.
Robin preferred being able to sing sincerely for the people she wished to sing for.
The viewers gradually quieted.
Many people unexpectedly found themselves understanding her feelings.
After all.
The current Robin truly looked happy.
A happiness that couldn't be faked.
...
Meanwhile.
Somewhere inside the Ability Bureau.
Several staff members were also watching the livestream.
One of them suddenly slapped the table.
"No! We absolutely cannot let this talent escape!"
The others nodded frantically.
"Agreed! Her influence is terrifying! Look at the popularity!"
"And this is only her first face reveal stream!"
Someone glanced at the data report.
Then inhaled sharply.
"Holy crap...The viewer count is still increasing. At this rate she's going to break platform records."
The room instantly fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the number.
...
Back in the livestream room.
Robin remained completely unaware that countless organizations were currently analyzing her value overnight.
She merely smiled softly.
Then looked at the rapidly scrolling comments.
Suddenly.
One message caught her attention.
[Miss Robin, if you won't join a company, what are your future plans?]
Robin blinked.
Then lowered her head thoughtfully.
"My future plans?"
The viewers immediately perked up.
Robin's fingers gently tapped her cheek.
After a few seconds.
A bright smile appeared.
"If possible...I'd like to establish a small music studio someday. It doesn't need to be large. Just enough for me to freely create music. Perhaps I'll help aspiring singers too. And let every song carry warmth to more people."
The viewers instantly erupted.
[MARRY ME—]
[I mean... support! Support!]
[Take my money!]
[Studio when?!]
[I'm investing immediately!]
[This is literally an angel!]
Looking at the overwhelming enthusiasm.
Robin couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
"You're all thinking too far ahead. It's only an idea for now. But..."
Her gaze became gentle.
"I do hope that one day. The music I create can accompany everyone for a very long time."
For a moment.
The atmosphere in the livestream room became unexpectedly warm.
Yet just as everyone was immersed in this peaceful mood—
Robin suddenly seemed to remember something.
"Oh, right."
She lightly clapped her hands.
The viewers immediately had a bad feeling.
Robin's smile became particularly radiant.
"As a reminder. There's still another new song at the end of today's stream."
The audience:
(°ー°〃)
For some reason.
Countless people suddenly recalled the devastation caused by Lost Heartbeat earlier.
Their eyelids twitched.
Robin tilted her head innocently.
"Don't worry. This song is very healing."
The audience:
(;￣Д￣)
Why...
Did those words sound so familiar?
(Fumina: Sorry for not updating the past few days, got hit with two tests back to back.)