After I Parachuted into the Science-Fiction Boy Band

[Not set in the original story's canon, but a modern entertainment-industry AU that combines lots of anime!! You can read it without knowing the original story.]

[Since this is set in the entertainment industry, it inevitably includes some fandom slang. If you can't stand that, this story probably isn't for you.]

[The author is just here for fun and won't tolerate anyone accusing others of being fake fans without evidence.]

[The blurb is in first person; the story itself is in third person.]

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I'm a rebellious Uchiha. Even though my family is powerful and owns a leading entertainment company that could promote me, I still resolutely left home, gave up the Uchiha clan's dazzling halo, and auditioned for a talent agency called Beika Entertainment.

Beika is strange. Even though we're all on the same side, they insist on holding some kind of internal wager, splitting the artists into red and black teams. The winners will become the company's top priority, while the losers will have to disband and end their activities.

After meeting both the red and black teams, rebellious as I am, I joined the black team without a second thought!

The black team seems so hopelessly obscure. If I can help them stage a comeback and win the wager, I'll definitely amaze everyone!

Okay, I admit it. I just want Lord Madara to look at me in a new light.

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So I made a surprise debut in the boy band Black C, which was still hopelessly obscure even six months after debuting. I became both an idol and a producer, actively offering advice and wearing myself out trying to save this unpopular group with its terrible reputation.

Then one day, I realized that something was off about my best friend in the group.

He seemed to be deliberately holding the group back, and it broke my heart.

Bourbon! You jerk! Are you a spy sent by the red team?!

As someone born into the clan of love, I'm heartbroken over romance again today!

Aaaah, my eyes hurt so much! I'm going to grow a Sharingan! Aaaah!!

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To save Black C from imminent collapse, Gin and I formed a fanservice (crossed out) subunit. (P.S. It's actually because the other members of this lousy group all left, leaving just the two of us.)

He's got such a terrible temper. It feels like he could shoot me dead at any moment, so after I joined the group, I tried not to hang out with him.

But things had reached the point where our only option was to sell our pairing or face a dead end.

Fine! What else can we do? Let's do it!

One day, while filming a variety show, I deliberately played the role of a gentle, sweet little wife during the cooking segment and fed Gin a piece of tamagoyaki I'd made myself.

During the break, where the cameras couldn't see us, he leaned in close and mimed a gun with his right hand, pressing it against my waist.

His silver hair fell against me, tickling my ear.

"Putting on a show like this just to disgust me?" he sneered quietly. "Are you really that unwilling?"

Please read before starting:

1. The pairing is Gin.

2. A peaceful and friendly world. No characters die, and nobody commits crimes.

3. Lots and lots of changes to the original. It has nothing to do with the original story, and you can read it without knowing the original.

4. Any out-of-character behavior is my responsibility.

[Blurb written on 23/7/29 and screenshot saved.]

Theme: Keep striving as long as life goes on.