Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

Sato was polite, while the other party acted as if it were perfectly normal.

The two didn't talk much. The director only asked him basic questions about his understanding of the script, and didn't even ask for storyboards.

This brings us to the differences between making television and film.

From the very beginning of the invention of the television, it was destined that television would be more inclined towards entertainment than art.

For actors, making movies and making TV series are also different.

The camera angle, the individual's performance, and so on.

The most obvious difference is that because the TV screen is smaller, it focuses more on body language than on the close-up micro-expressions in movies. This also applies to dead people.

With her mind constantly recalling the lessons her teachers had taught her in class, and with a week's worth of preparation, Sato quickly finished her makeup and returned to the filming location.

Since it was a murder case, the lighting at the scene was dim. Although this was theoretically his room, it was actually the crime scene.

As for his role, it was just drinking tea, and then he just left—it was that simple.

Of course, portraying someone as dying from poisoning requires considerable acting skill.

It's not exactly simple for the average person.

But this is not a problem for Sato.

It's just a matter of unlocking a skill.

"Uh...ah..."

The excruciating pain in his internal organs returned, and Sato collapsed, trembling, into the messy room.

When it fell, various items such as water cups and books on the table were scattered all over the floor.

"good."

The supervisor was quite surprised to see this.

While micro-expressions are certainly very realistic, body language is equally impressive.

Although I could feel that Sato's acting skills were impressive, his reaction was not as intense as it was at the beach earlier.

After all, TV series are different from movies, which have a strong personal style. He was just hired by the producer on set and was paid to work.

As for Sato, he was just an extra with only one shot.

He couldn't possibly add scenes for the other person; he didn't have the means to do so.

TV dramas are closely monitored by producers.

Every little change requires a major meeting; it's incredibly annoying.

On the other hand, unlike the supervisor who simply watched and then stopped, Ayako Ogawa stared wide-eyed at the young man who had died from poisoning.

They acted so realistically.

Whether it's micro-expressions or body language, everything tells the story of the boy's impending death.

At this moment, the last trace of doubt in Ogawa's mind completely disappeared.

I've come to understand why people choose the seaside.

She never expected that Sato could play a dead person so well.

No, it can't be described as just good anymore; it's as if the acting was so real.

It was much better than she had expected.

Could it be that his talent has never been discovered because he had never played a dead person before?

It's not that there's no possibility of it.

However, the reason is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that with this unimaginable quality guarantee, she can now confidently assign dead people to work for the other party.

More importantly, their chances of turning things around are much greater!

Thinking about the president's reaction when he reported to him, Xiaochuan felt his slightly sore shoulders straighten a bit.

Watching the boy fall, Xiaochuan's heart was filled with excitement.

On the other side, after Sato collapsed in pain, his trembling eyelids closed, and he saw familiar words appear before him.

[You have ingested a highly toxic substance!]

[Unlock Mission: Survive!]

[Mission successful!]

[Unlock Achievement: Super Drug Resistance King]

[Unlock Reward: Toxin Resistance]

Note: No matter what kind of medicine it is, even alcohol, I can show you how it breaks down.

"Amazing!"

If he weren't still in pain, and if he weren't in front of the camera, he would have wanted to laugh out loud.

This skill is really useful.

Those in this line of work are not immune to the possibility of being drugged.

Furthermore, even if we take a step back, being able to break down alcohol means one can drink a lot without getting drunk.

I don't need to worry about my health at all when socializing in the future.

That's practically cheating!

Worth it!

......

"Can I just take the tram by myself?"

After finishing his work, Ogawa asked the boy.

"Well, my home is quite far away, so I won't take up any more of your time."

The boy waved to Xiaochuan.

"it is good."

She guessed that Sato was worried about the high cost of gas, which would make her spend money again.

After all, they had previously announced that fuel costs would no longer be reimbursed due to financial reasons.

Even though that kind of thing had happened before, the boy didn't have any other dirty thoughts about her, and he was still thinking about her.

The thought that the other person was a good kid intensified the guilt she felt for what she had done to them that night.

Sato was unaware of the other person's thoughts; he simply looked out the window at the setting sun and felt his heart fill with strength once more.

This skill will play a huge role sooner or later, but for now, I still need to improve my acting skills.

Thinking it over, the boy activated his mental martial arts practice again.

Between life and death, the boy's killing formation was also slowly improving.

Chapter 16 Peach Runs Away from Home

That evening, Sato bought some groceries and returned home.

It was still a remote home, stuffy and humid, with terrible soundproofing.

"They're watching that kind of stuff next door again."

Sato shook his head, trying to banish the unpleasant sound that was lingering in his ears.

It's not entirely incomprehensible, since within this fixed social class, there are only a few things that can temporarily relieve one's troubles.

In other words, it is a consumer trap set by capital that cleverly exploits people's desires.

"The most important thing is the future."

However, just as he calmed down and planned to first read the script to hone his acting skills, and then use up the time he spent mentally practicing martial arts before eating, exercising, and preparing to sleep, a rapid knocking on the door interrupted the boy's actions.

"It's so late."

The boy muttered to himself and asked.

"Who's here?"

"Peach~"

Hearing the girl's voice outside the door, the boy quickened his pace as he walked towards the entrance.

It wasn't that he was particularly looking forward to meeting the other person, but rather that the nights here weren't exactly safe. Although Tokyo was still a vibrant city with a thriving nightlife, this outskirts of the city was far from safe.

While it's not to the point where you'd get attacked just by walking down the street, who knows what kind of drunk you might run into, not to mention there's that old lecher next door.

So, with a responsible adult mindset, Sato quickly opened the door and pulled the girl outside inside.

"...What are you doing?"

Seeing the girl carrying large bags and small packages, looking like she had run away from home, Sato, filled with a sense of foreboding, asked.