Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 83 Idiot

"I said, Nakajima..."

A soft, warm weight pressed down on my back.

Just from the strawberry scent, you can tell it's Asuka bougainvillea.

This child really doesn't know how to keep their distance; they'll have to turn around...

Well, it's... pretty good.

His fair arms hung down from his shoulders, meeting at his chest, his fingertips unconsciously tugging at the fabric of his shirt.

"What's wrong, Ming...?"

Tighten it suddenly!

"What did I do to offend you?!"

"What does 'idiot' mean?!"

"So all that constant 'it's great' and 'it's wonderful' was just empty politeness?"

"You stupid man, you idiot, you bastard, you blockhead!"

It seems that he took this opportunity to pour out everything else he wanted to say.

"Tomorrow's Flower Honoka: Obedience score 19/20"

...He certainly looks very angry.

"Aki, Asuka, relax for a moment, if this continues..."

"Steak! Hot pot! Strawberry cake!"

In a moment of quick thinking, Nakajima Hiroshi found the survival signal he had heard when they first met.

But the price seems to have gone up.

I originally only wanted a small bowl of pork rice bowl.

Really...

Has this child practiced any fighting techniques?

It looks like a delicate, tender leaf, but it is surprisingly strong.

That's not surprising.

Dancing is inherently a physically demanding activity; it just results in more aesthetically pleasing muscle definition.

Dance teachers are all incredibly strong women. If they tell you they can't open a bottle cap, they're definitely practicing tea ceremony.

Only someone like Hiro Nakajima, who obtained his dance skills through cheating, would lack the necessary physical attributes to match them.

Just a few words.

"Is that so..."

Asuka rolled her eyes: "What a nuisance."

"Do they like the celebrities, or the perfect image they imagine?"

"Of course, it's the latter."

Nakajima Hiroshi said solemnly.

"Ultimately, we are in the service industry."

"The value of an artist lies in figuring out what kind of persona the market needs, then playing the corresponding role well to meet their demands."

"oh……"

"So, what about dreams and pursuits...?"

Asuka tentatively probed with a hint of hesitation.

"That's our personal need, not the fans'."

Hiroshi Nakajima did not leave her any room for fantasy.

"Only when you yourself have surpassed the fans' fantasies in their hearts will you have the right to pursue what you love."

"It's brutal, but that's true for most industries."

"If you want others to spend money, you must first satisfy them, not think about yourself."

"oh."

Surprisingly, Asuka did not argue.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled again.

"There's still hope, right? As long as you're good enough, you can be yourself, right?"

"Yes, the more powerful they become, the more freedom they leave us."

"Nakajima, are you the same?"

Asuka tugged at Nakajima's sleeve.

"I?"

Nakajima didn't immediately grasp the meaning Asuka was trying to convey.

"Trying to sacrifice newcomers, Nakajima, you're not that kind of person."

After pondering for a long time, Nakajima Hiroshi shook his head: "I don't know."

In his logic, actions are judged, not intentions.

Since you've already done it, don't spout any nonsense about whether you approve or not.

Only when one truly stands on high ground and personally changes everything will one be qualified to talk about ideals and morality.

"That……"

Asuka suddenly became serious: "Nakajima, let's find the answer together."

It seems that she really cares about the future development of Nakajima's agency, and at least she finds it hard to condone the exploitation of newcomers.

But the child also understands that she has no right to interfere too much right now.

"……good."

Hiroshi Nakajima nodded.

"Relax, there's no need to be so gloomy."

"Hey, apply the medicine for me."

Asuka handed the anti-inflammatory drops to Nakajima, then pulled him to sit on the tatami mat and rested her head on Nakajima Hiroshi's knees.

Actually, I can do this myself.

She knew it very well.

However, Hiroshi Nakajima did not refuse.

I've already shattered too many of this child's illusions; I should leave her some room to rely on others and be willful.

Asuka's face was pressed between her legs, her breathing a little rapid, which made one feel slightly itchy.

She seemed to realize something was wrong, blushed, and changed direction.

But the warmth of her body and her slightly rapid breathing were still subtly conveyed through the thin fabric of her clothes.

Stupid...

If I can take advantage of this status to act recklessly and stay by your side like this...

Well, being a fool isn't so bad...

In short, a clumsy beauty rushing towards the future, a wild and reckless weapon in the midst of growth...

Labels like these finally passed smoothly at Asuka Hanazawa.

Of course, internal agreement is not enough for identity labels; fans need to accept and recognize them for them to truly take root.

The first formal meeting of the Nakajima office was held for this purpose.

Nakajima Mizumi, Asuka, Tachibana Misaki, Yoshioka Shigeru, Watanabe Yukino.

And a temporary non-staff member, Mizuki Onodera.

The original cast and crew are all back together.

"Even with such a simple persona, training is still necessary."

Misaki Tachibana smiled and said, "After all, our little Asuka isn't really a fool..."

"snort."

Asuka glared at Nakajima Hiroshi and then pinched him hard on the lower back.

Even though it's been passed over, it still makes me a little angry when I think about it.

"Besides, the idiot isn't the core; it's just a defensive shell."

"Growth, the future, anticipation, beauty... these are the key elements."

Shigeru Yoshioka emphasized, "We need to give Asuka a formulaic concept."

"When dealing with any tricky problem, first use idiocy to play dumb, then steer the problem towards growth, and finally use your charm to convince everyone that she has this future..."

Let's try it out.

Hiroshi Nakajima picked up the conversation.

These terms are easy for those with a systematic understanding to comprehend, but newcomers like Asuka Kirara may find them difficult to grasp and may even develop misunderstandings.

"For example, if you were asked a question you don't know how to answer, Asuka, how would you respond?"

"Huh, now?"

Asuka paused for a moment.

...It seems that pretending to be stupid doesn't require training.

"Tomorrow's Flower, look here."

Hiroshi Nakajima demonstrated.

He feigned confusion, frowned slightly, and puffed out his cheeks: "About this... I really haven't thought about it..."

"That way, after I think it through carefully, next time I'll come with the answer..."

"puff."

Asuka patted Nakajima Hiroshi on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, Nakajima, you look so silly making that face!"

"No, don't demonstrate like that! It will make me resist, absolutely!"

Soon, the others joined in the laughter.

The air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

A while later.

Asuka stopped laughing with a quack, like a duck that had lost its breath.

...This idiot, he laughed until tears streamed down his face.

She kept a straight face, mimicking Nakajima Hiroshi's manner, furrowing her delicate eyebrows and making a puzzled expression.

"Regarding this, I..."

"Pfft, hahaha..."

The on-site education was a complete failure.

No, not necessarily. At least Asuka will definitely remember this character design vividly.

"Nakajima-kun, you're not really suited for this kind of teaching..."

Even Mizuki Onodera gave an awkward smile.

"I'll teach her when I have time. Actually, once you understand the underlying logic, it's quite simple."

"More than that... we should also consider the initial promotion of Asuka Hanabira, right?"