Just as Tian Xi had said, Lei Meow Meow’s third song was also performed behind the curtain.

No longer deliberately lowering her voice, she fully unleashed her girlish tone, sweet like honey, with the rhythmic drum beats tapping directly on the heart. The word "cute" wasn’t nearly enough to describe it.

"強がるだけの私じゃない" (I’m no longer the me who only acts tough.)

"集めた力 放てる時" (Now is the time to release the power I’ve gathered.)

If the first song was like the wind, and the second was like fire, then the third was undoubtedly like water—a gentle stream with fish occasionally leaping from it.

However, since the song ended without her revealing herself, some people began suspecting that she was lip-syncing. A few hecklers, thinking they had uncovered the truth, got all worked up as if they were as if injected with adrenaline , loudly voicing unpleasant remarks from the audience.

(Dododododo.)

No, it wasn’t the sound effect of a Stand user. It was just Uncle Lei Luo tapping his foot. Perhaps because he realized that the next song would finally reveal his newly reborn daughter, his right leg had turned into a veritable pile driver from all the nervous shaking.

"Geez, Uncle, can you stop stomping already?"

The problem was that we were sitting on the same couch, and his leg tremors had already transferred to the seat, making my whole lower half feel the vibrations.

"A man with no patience," Sis Yuanyue sneered, seizing the opportunity to diss Uncle Lei Luo.

"By the way, what was the reason for your divorce?" I asked before realizing it might be a sensitive question. "Sorry, if you don’t want to talk about it, just pretend I didn’t ask."

Lei Luo shook his head, as if it wasn’t a big deal, and answered in the same casual tone as if he were talking about buying groceries.

"Ah, it’s nothing major. She wanted me to quit my job and become a stay-at-home husband to take care of the kid. I mean, come on, I was a guy in my late twenties, with two working hands and feet. How could I accept that?"

"I never cared about the little bit of money you made. If you had just quit your job and stayed home like I asked, would our child have gone down the wrong path?"

"This isn’t about money! I was a proud officer of the law!"

"Hmph. And maybe someday, you’ll end up as a proud corpse of the law."

"Don’t just talk about me. What about yourself? Did you ever take the time to actually be with our kid?"

"Easy for you to say! The company was still growing—where was I supposed to find the time?"

"Enough!" Seeing that the two of them were about to launch into another round of bickering, I quickly stepped in to separate them. "I get why you got divorced now."

So basically, both of them wanted the other to step back from their career and focus on family and their child, but neither had any intention of doing so themselves. The conflict escalated to an irreconcilable level, resulting in their divorce.

"As an outsider, I probably shouldn’t be saying this, but as parents, you two really are the worst."

"Ugh…"

"I was raised in a single-parent home too. My dad never really knew how to interact with me. Even though we lived under the same roof, we sometimes wouldn’t see each other for an entire week. So trust me, I get why a kid would run away from home."

"Really? I’m… sorry." Tian Xi suddenly apologized sincerely.

I looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she was apologizing to me.

She scratched the back of her head, looking a little embarrassed. "Remember when I yelled at you before? I told you not to assume everyone has a happy family. I didn’t know you had your own family issues… so I felt like I should apologize. Maybe it’s the female hormones talking? I don’t know, this just doesn’t feel like something I’d usually say."

It’s not the hormones—it’s the Bishoujo Notebook’s influence!

"Forget about me. Lei Meow Meow only has one song left, you know? You two," I turned to Sis Yuanyue and Uncle Lei Luo, "just like Tian Xi said—even if she was your son once, legally speaking, you also don’t have a daughter now. If both of you can’t change or compromise, you won’t be able to take her back."

Sis Yuanyue glanced at the stage’s curtain, seemingly lost in thought. "…If she really wants to continue down the path of an idol, I can design the perfect career plan for her. Yuanyue Entertainment can also provide an ultra-high budget to support her."

My expression twisted. The fact that she was still talking like this made me frustrated. "Are you serious? Do you understand why she wants to be an idol? Why she’d rather hang around with Tian Xi and the others than go home? Don’t you get it yet?"

Maybe because my gaze was so cold, she finally seemed a little shaken and pressed her hand against her forehead. "I get it, okay. I’ll… try to free up some time to eat with her."

"Meals aren’t the point. It’s about actually caring for her. What about you, Uncle?"

"When I’m not too busy, I’ll make time to see her…"

"No, giving companionship for your own child should take priority over work! If both of you can set aside time for your family, I don’t think remarriage is out of the question."

"R-Remarry?"

"If you truly want to make up for all the love she’s missed over the years, remarrying is the best way—to give her, and yourselves, a complete family."

The two of them fell silent, occasionally exchanging glances.

Seriously, why am I giving these two failed parents a counseling session? And now I’m even trying to convince them to get back together…
What am I, a neighborhood auntie or something?

"Thank you all for waiting! Now, let’s welcome Lei Meow Meow for tonight’s grand finale—the moment you’ve all been waiting for: her big reveal!"

After a brief introduction, the host got straight to the point. The audience’s curiosity had already reached its peak.

"たとえば途切れた空が見えたなら…"

A cappella—once again, Lei Miaomiao began with a pure, unaccompanied vocal. Her voice was unpolished yet brimming with youthful energy, like the tangy sweetness of an unripe fruit.

As she sang, the white curtain finally started to rise. The long-awaited reveal was about to begin.

Form-fitting black thigh-high socks traced the elegant curves of her legs.

Above her fair thighs, a bright yellow pleated skirt shimmered with tiny golden sequins, sparkling under the stage lights.

Even after turning into a girl, she still as always loved golden hues.

She wore a sleeveless yellow blouse cropped just above the waist, leaving a slender strip of bare skin between it and her low-waisted skirt.

Her golden hair, just as striking as before, was now tied into twin tails. Her sharp, spirited eyes shimmered like stardust, exuding an air of effortless confidence—one that was eerily reminiscent of her mother’s. She carried herself with a charm that was both cool and captivating.

Lei Laohu had always been a handsome guy, so Lei Miaomiao’s facial features hadn’t changed all that much. If you looked closely, you could still see traces of her former self.

But her entire aura was something else entirely—gone was the violent, brooding delinquent leader. In her place stood a young girl brimming with radiant self-assurance and an unshakable vibrance, the very embodiment of youth’s brilliance.

Thats right—this wasn’t Lei Laohu anymore.

The person standing before us was Lei Meow Meow.

A true idol—one who was both dazzling and adorable in equal measure.

"壊して，もっと もっと 僕を感じて…"

As the curtain fully lifted above her head, the live band’s instrumental kicked in, pushing the crowd’s excitement even higher.

I snuck a glance, both Sis Yuanyue and Uncle Lei Luo were staring wide-eyed at the golden-haired girl singing and waving to the audience, their expressions frozen in disbelief.

"Let’s get remarried."

Uncle Lei Luo suddenly blurted out.

"Huh? Old Lei, have you lost your mind? Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

With a serious expression, Lei Luo turned to Yuanyue, meeting her gaze directly.

"I want to give her a real family… I want to hear her call me Dad."