Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

"Has someone moved?"

Looking at the soba noodles, Sato changed the subject.

“They did have it, and even bought the noodles, but they left without taking the deposit. That’s why I say, young people these days just can’t endure hardship.”

Listening to what this little landlord had to say, Sato didn't know where to begin his rant.

However, she didn't give him a chance to complain, and the girl changed the subject again.

"You have no idea, my mom scolded me again today, saying things like the entertainment industry is a mess and telling me to focus on my studies!"

"I think Sato-san is very proper!"

"Your mother has a point."

"No way!"

The girl made a funny face, but the color on her face was so pretty that it made her look quirky and mischievous.

"They also said you have no future, is that reasonable?"

"Uh......"

That really hurts, sis.

However, to be honest, if Kikuchi had said this to him two days ago, he might have actually agreed.

After all, even he himself felt that he had no future.

But things are different now.

He didn't mind, but Kikuchi was quite blunt in his speech.

"Well, I'm definitely better than Sato!"

"A few days ago, a talent scout saw the photo I left with my aunt and said they wanted to invite me to debut as an artist~"

"But my dad won't let me go! That talent scout is still working on it!"

Looking at the girl's lively, even slightly arrogant, demeanor, Sato fell into deep thought again.

Kikuchi...Peach...

Photos... talent scout...

It does look very familiar.

"wrong...!"

All the clues connected together, as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind.

"Momoko Kikuchi, isn't she that idol?"

Because the original owner was quite familiar with the other party, the boy forgot about her for a while, but now, looking at the girl in front of him, his memory finally prevailed.

Although this isn't her look for her future debut, there's no doubt it's Momoko Kikuchi.

"...What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Unaware of the other person's shock, Kikuchi Momoko simply assumed that the other person cared about her earlier joke.

This is not uncommon in Sato as well.

The two also had their share of cold wars.

Usually, it's because I'm curious about the world the other person is talking about that I come back again.

In her view, Sato was a kind person.

The two are also good friends.

"without......"

Sato shook his head.

Looking at the prototype of Ran Mouri sitting cross-legged and relaxed on his tatami with a complicated expression, he was surprised.

However, he quickly suppressed this surprise.

Whatever the future holds, that's their business.

He had no intention of getting involved, nor did he feel the need to make any changes.

"That's good~ Was yesterday a photoshoot? How was it?"

Looking into the girl's bright, pure eyes, Sato sighed inwardly.

The person in front of him didn't know anything about his future either; he just kept pestering him to talk about filming or something.

Left with no other option, and considering the other party's future achievements, Sato found it even harder to refuse.

Putting aside the idea that the future depends on young girls, at least having more friends in the industry is better than having more enemies.

After all, he didn't know how long he would be staying here.

There's nothing to say in a simple way.

After carefully considering his words, Sato also recounted some things from his previous work.

It's an abridged version, only mentioning some funny anecdotes from filming, such as how he scared the person on the other side of the field after he pretended to be dead.

The girl listened with a smile, her lips slightly upturned, her smile sweet, and her eyes pure, giving her a distinctly Ran Mouri vibe.

However, it should be said that Ran Mouri resembles the other person.

"Sato-nii, you're amazing!"

After listening to the boy's words, the girl exclaimed, "You're not bragging, are you? You just want me to praise you like this?"

"...Yes, yes, I'm done playing. You go to school now!"

Sato wasn't angry. With his experience from his previous life and the memories of this life, he had the magnanimity to handle a little girl.

Moreover, it must be said that good-looking people have privileges.

With such an innocent appearance, even if a boy wanted to get angry, he couldn't.

Chapter 9 Reply

"Oops!"

After belatedly glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, the girl stood up abruptly.

Her skirt flew up, and she ran outside with those short legs.

"I'm going to school now, remember to eat your buckwheat noodles!"

"Walk slowly."

"Um, and..."

In the entryway, having put on her brown uniform shoes and lightly touched the ground with the toes, Kikuchi Momoko turned her head, her face flushed.

"Sato-nii, you've changed a lot since you got sick! Keep up the good work!"

Although she had just deliberately made things difficult by saying that the other person was bragging, in the girl's eyes, the other person's changes were also real.

That's probably true.

Moreover, if we were to compare the two people, she preferred the energetic Sato-kun in front of her.

It has a more humorous feel than before, compared to the rigid style.

"it is good."

Sato raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded.

"How indifferent~"

The girl, who was complaining, closed the door.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, he could hear the girl's hurried footsteps on the floor.

The boy shook his head with a hint of amusement.

Although he remained calm on the surface, he had finally recovered from the shock brought by Momoko Kikuchi.

The other person is destined to be a triple-threat idol.

It will take off in two years at most.

Of course, we should cheer ourselves on.

I just don't know what his situation will be like next year.

Although the two were not competitors, the thought of the other's bright future still made the boy feel anxious.

Fame should be sought early, especially since he's already eighteen, which isn't young anymore. To earn enough money before the bubble bursts, he needs acting skills and a knack for making money.

Both are indispensable, and we still need to continue our efforts.

"Let's continue."

The boy took a deep breath, then slowly squatted down into a standard plank position.

His bodyweight training continues.