I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 177 Men Can Also Attract Women
Asagiri Rin slowly put down her phone.

Her gaze turned cold and calm, for the slight joy the boy had felt after mounting his white horse in the morning light had vanished without a trace.

She glanced coldly at the person in charge, who was already drenched in sweat not far away.

The person in charge knew the girl's background clearly; she was someone the young master of the Aoki family had specifically instructed him to handle. He, a mere manager, couldn't afford to offend her.

He quickly walked over and whispered, "Miss Asagiri, please wait a moment. I'll go and talk to them. The time they arranged is wrong. It's not time yet."

The boy on horseback bent down slightly, while the pot-bellied fat man, who appeared out of nowhere, continued to yell at Tsukino Gen, "Can't you understand human language? Get off now! Can you afford to compensate us for delaying our filming time?! Still riding?!"

Gen Tsukino smiled and turned his horse around.

"hiss!"

The horse's hooves suddenly rose high, startling the fat man in the suit, who stumbled back two steps and fell to the ground with a scream.

Then I found my hands were pressed against something soft and warm.

When you put it in front of you, the smell is so strong it practically blows your skull off.

The fat man in the suit felt both ashamed and angry.

"You...you!!"

For a moment, I was so angry that I didn't know what to say.

At that moment, Tsukino Gen leisurely rode his horse to the side of the expressionless girl, bent down and reached out his hand.

Like a prince from a faraway land in a fairy tale, he braved all obstacles just to see the princess.

"Shall we come up?"

Asagiri Rin looked up at Tsukino Gen, "Are you filming here?"

"Life is a grand drama, after all. A little exaggeration is fine; it's better than a dull life. What do you think?"

Rin Asagiri did not answer, but simply extended her hand.

Tsukino Gen reached out his hand, and the girl didn't need to do anything extra. Under the boy's easy pull, she was as light as a feather.

They fluttered in the morning sunlight, landing lightly on the horse's back in the sight of everyone around.

Rin Asagiri herself didn't understand what was going on; it felt like that night when Gen Tsukino jumped off the second floor of the paper airplane while holding her.

He was incredibly light, as if he had escaped all gravity under his influence.

Is he Newton? No, he's even more amazing than Newton.

"drive."

The boy gently cracked the whip, and the white horse began to gallop swiftly across the riding arena, not too fast, so as not to frighten the bystanders.

But it was enough to make Asagiri Rin place her hands on Tsukino Gen's waist, and enough to make many people take out their phones to capture this rare moment.

Before the stinking fat man in the suit could even berate him, the person in charge frowned, covered his nose, and came over to his side.

"Our club did indeed undertake your film crew's project, but it's not yet the agreed time, is it? Arriving at this time without prior notice is affecting our club's ability to entertain guests. Is this your film crew's rule?"

The fat man was trembling with rage.

Under the influence of Mochizuki Miki and the reputation of that woman, almost the entire entertainment industry now has to give this name some respect.

Where else would you hear their film crew asking to borrow a location and not be overjoyed? Don't they know how popular and influential Mochizuki Miki is right now? And they're talking about rules now!
"We came early to give you face, do you even know whose film crew we are! Wang Yue!"

"Listen to me, you motherfucker! Rules are rules. While those two distinguished guests are still in a good mood, you can still apologize. But once things go wrong, I don't know how many Moon-gazing beauties can protect you!"

"You!" The fat man in the suit was trembling with rage.

Since I climbed up to Mochizuki Miki's big tree, when have I ever suffered such humiliation? People who think they've become phoenixes just because they've climbed up a branch never realize that they're originally just a pheasant.

But the person in charge sees this clearly. Even if you brought in an international star, let alone Mochizuki Miki, it would still end up like this. Do you really think that whoever is more famous calls the shots in this world?
So actors dominate the world, huh?

"What do you mean, 'you'? Get lost!"

"Sister Wangyue, you know what, this club is really nice, it has everything. I heard the hot springs are amazing, you can go soak in them to relieve your fatigue after filming."

In the dressing room.

The woman, with her uniquely world-weary air, quietly looked in the mirror. She was indeed not very energetic in the morning, and even though she had drunk an iced Americano beforehand to reduce the slight swelling from the night before, she didn't really want to get into the zone early.

So she always seems uninterested in people, but in reality, those around her can't find anything wrong with her treatment or character. At least she's much more generous than most celebrities.

Moreover, there are fewer troubles, and it's difficult for scandals to spread, let alone the anxiety of losing one's job at any time.

"I might give it a try if I get the chance," she said, her beautiful eyes darting around as she heard hurried sounds passing by the window. The room here had a very open view, and since the entire crew relied on this woman's fame, they naturally gave her the best resources.

At first, Mochizuki Miki was not used to this privilege, but later she stopped refusing it. After all, if you don't flaunt some of the big shots, not many people will think you are approachable. They will just think that you are dissatisfied and not putting in the effort if you don't accept their 'goodwill'.

From this vantage point, one could see a vast meadow and occasionally spot people riding horses by. But this time, the figure hurrying past the window seemed familiar.

It should be described as an instinctive intuition, a kind of mysterious electromagnetic wave, that allows you to accurately sense a special presence in a crowd.

It was a handsome young man riding a beautiful white horse, and a stunningly beautiful girl with her arms around his waist behind him.

Such a combination seems to only exist in fairy tales, and even the most skillful camera work seems unable to capture the naturalness and beauty of their moment.

Her eye twitched; she was absolutely certain she hadn't made a mistake.

Just at this time.

"boom!"

Suddenly, someone was knocking urgently on the door.

The young woman putting on makeup frowned. "Who is it?"

"Miss Mochizuki, it's me, Kato."

"Is something wrong?"

The woman who was putting on makeup opened the door, and the chubby man in a suit, standing awkwardly at the doorway, dared not take another step inside. But even before he entered, his acting skills at the doorway had already opened Mochizuki Miki's eyes wide.

It even made me start to reflect on whether I actually have no talent for acting.
Kato tearfully accused the unscrupulous club manager, embellishing the story of how he was bullied, and even bringing up the name of Mochizuki Miki.

It's as if bullying him is the same as bullying Mochizuki Miki.

If he truly enjoyed acting like a diva, Mochizuki Miki might have been slightly affected by his tearful performance, but after listening, she simply asked a question indifferently.

"I only see two people riding horses at the riding stable right now. Are you referring to them?"

Kato paused for a moment, then leaned closer to the window to carefully confirm.

Judging from Mochizuki Miki's calm demeanor, he had already sensed something was amiss. So even though he recognized her, he didn't shout and accuse her. However, he couldn't take back what he had just said, and judging from the attitude of the club manager, it seemed like he was determined to make things difficult for him.

He naturally had no choice but to shift the blame.

"That...it has nothing to do with them. It's mainly because the person in charge on site didn't coordinate well. After all, Miss Mochizuki, you have a schedule this afternoon. It wouldn't be wrong to be a little more flexible with the time and move it forward a bit, would it? The scene at the horse farm isn't very long."

He was still trying his best to explain, constantly thinking about whether he had said something wrong and frantically trying to make amends.

"Since you know so much about this, why don't you just do my job and act in my play?"

"Uh..." Kato broke out in a cold sweat. "I didn't mean that. It's just that Ms. Mochizuki has been so kind to us, and we wanted to consider your needs as well."

"Is that so, Kato? I'll give you two choices now."

Mochizuki Miki looked coldly at Kato. She wasn't acting, but the Mochizuki Miki in front of him felt like a completely unfamiliar character, giving him an extremely bad feeling.

Since climbing up to Mochizuki Meiki's tutelage, not only has my treatment improved and I've gained more respect from others, but I've also seen those usually arrogant big stars treat me with courtesy. I've even been able to take these opportunities to have in-depth conversations with those third-tier actors.
The thought that these things might be in imminent danger made him tremble uncontrollably. Until he heard Mochizuki Miki's cold voice say...

"First, get out of here now, and never let me see you or hear about you in this industry again."

"Second, go apologize to them and ask for their forgiveness. Then you'll still have a chance to stay in this industry, but never say you have anything to do with me again."

"Puff."

Kato felt as if the ceiling above his head had suddenly collapsed, and the whole world seemed to be engulfed in a violent tremor.

Others were laughing and joking under the bright sunshine. But all I could feel was a chill enveloping me.

He couldn't help but turn pale and his whole body went limp.

"What is this for?"

As Tsukino Gen rode around in circles with Asagiri Rin, he saw the chubby man in a suit who suddenly appeared looking lost and disoriented, and he knelt down in front of him without saying a word.

Luckily, I managed to pull the horse to a stop in time, otherwise the fat man would have been badly injured.

"I was blind before. I'm so sorry, so very sorry!"

"Please forgive me, I'm willing to pay any price."

"Otherwise I really will die, really!"

The boy on horseback turned to look at Asagiri Rin behind him.

The girl said casually, "I'm tired."

"Ah."

Understanding immediately, Tsukino Gen dismounted first, then reached out his hand and helped the girl down from the horse as if welcoming a princess.

Asagiri Rin seemed to have no intention of paying attention to the fat man; she simply took the boy's hand and turned to leave.

Kato quickly got up and, scrambling and rolling, blocked their path again.

He burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Please, please have mercy and forgive me just this once. I'll never do it again!"

"Really, I'll never do it again!"

"This is my only way to survive, please."

Asagiri Rin frowned and said coldly.

"What does it matter to me whether you live or die?"

After saying that, she let go of Tsukino Gen's hand and walked away straight away.

Gen Tsukino wasn't in a hurry to leave; Kato had placed all his hopes on this boy.

Gen Tsukino smiled, looking kind and gentle, giving people a sense of hope, like a ray of light that could save them.

"That's just how she is; she never says anything nice. But most daughters of wealthy families are like that, you should understand."

"Then you..." Kato looked at Tsukino Gen with anticipation.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "But she's right about one thing: what does it matter to us whether you live or die?"

He left with a smile, completely unconcerned that he had easily ruined someone's life with just a few words.

Unfortunately, some people gain status and wealth that are not rightfully theirs due to luck, and one day they will learn a profound lesson that will force them to return everything that is not theirs.

It seems like just a trivial little incident.

But who says that one's kindness is cheap?
Even the most unfair things are still a form of fairness.

The two did not linger at the horse farm. After quickly packing their things, they arrived at the club's upscale restaurant around noon.

This area is not accessible to ordinary tourists; it is a place designed to distinguish between regular guests and VIPs.

Therefore, it appears particularly clean and upscale.

"When are we going back?"

Gen Tsukino stared at the medium-rare steak on his plate, controlling his gaze and trying not to look towards a certain bustling area on his left.

Asagiri Rin ate elegantly and simply, mostly fruit salad, and it was clear that she didn't have a very good appetite.

After all, this weather makes people not have much of an appetite, and it has nothing to do with whether she needs to deliberately maintain her figure.

"We'll go back after we finish eating. What, are you in such a hurry?"

Gen Tsukino looked completely innocent. "What's there to be impatient about? I have nothing to do. Don't act like I'm some kind of time management master who has to rush to the next stop as soon as I leave here."

He said that without blushing at all.

"Really? Then if you're free, come home with me. Anyway, it's been so long, my mother probably already knows you exist. It's good to give her a heads-up."

Vaccination?
Could it be euthanasia?

Gen Tsukino became serious. "I suddenly remembered that the clothes at home haven't been brought in yet. It rained yesterday, so I need to wash them again, otherwise they'll all stink."

This is blatant nonsense. Japan doesn't allow clothes to be hung out to dry indiscriminately, let alone in a metropolis like Japan.

"In the future, if you feel guilty, say less. The more you say, the more mistakes you make."

The girl gave him a languid glance, exuding charm and allure. She already possessed a queenly aura that allowed her to effortlessly control people.

Fortunately, she is still young.

Gen Tsukino thought for a moment, "By the way, are we just going to leave that matter as it is? You don't have any further plans?"

"whats the matter?"

"That fat guy who claimed to be from the Mochizuki Miki crew."

Asagiri Rin narrowed her eyes. "You seem quite concerned about her. Are you testing me here to see if I've secretly arranged anything against her?"

"What are you saying? I have absolutely nothing to do with her. If I'm going to care about anyone, it'll be you. How could I possibly empathize with these big stars who make a fortune every day?"

Of course, the person in front of me is a bona fide capitalist, so there's nothing to empathize with.

Just as Asagiri Rin was about to say something, her expression suddenly changed.

It's like a sudden change in wind direction, or a sudden drop in temperature.

It directly turned the scorching summer into a bone-chilling winter.

It was all because of the sound of a pair of high heels and the slightly familiar scent that wafted over.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Asagiri? I'm actress Mochizuki Miki. Do you have time to chat?"

The woman standing to the side appeared polite and dignified; she did not look at Tsukino Gen.

At this moment, Tsukino Gen seemed to have become enemies with beef, devouring the steak.

Asagiri Rin's gaze shifted from the woman to the boy who was eating meat with his head down, and she couldn't help but sneer.

"Your ability to attract women is even more impressive than I thought."

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(End of this chapter)