Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

"I don't know, she's probably a newcomer from Chiba-san's group."

"Eh~"

As they talked, their gazes toward the approaching boy grew increasingly intense.

People from Chiba have a future; at the very least, they can become costume actors or something.

It's stable enough, and making money isn't a problem for them. They can't afford to be with big names; newcomers and handsome guys are the best.

Or maybe you won the lottery.

If they really try to find top actors, they usually won't pay any attention to them, or it's just a casual fling, and they don't even get their money back after all the effort they put in.

There are risks involved. What if the other party is a bad person and turns around and threatens you? If the other party is mentally ill, it would be even worse.

Sato, on the other hand, is different. He doesn't have a high status, and people from Chiba have always had a high reputation in the industry. Plus, he has a good physique, so he should be good in actual combat as well.

Even if it's just a chat in the evening, it's not a loss.

"You seem to be quite popular."

Seeing this, Sanada raised his elbow and lightly nudged the boy's ribs.

"good."

Sato nodded, still somewhat happy, but not too swayed by the gazes of those around him.

"How's your review of the script going?"

Chiba interrupted the two of them at this moment.

"The script is fine, thank you."

"Sato Asachiba said."

He said thank you very sincerely.

He's not some third-ranking actor.

But Chiba still brought him along, and the care he showed was self-evident.

"Ah."

Chiba nodded, acknowledging the boy's gratitude.

He wasn't so selfless as to say it was just a small favor.

This is indeed preferential treatment, but it's also preferential treatment for geniuses.

To take care of a person of value.

Whether from the perspective of valuing talent or investing in high-return projects, this is normal.

Not to mention, Sato is a smooth operator.

It goes without saying that it's comfortable.

Thinking about it, Chiba felt even more satisfied.

The three chatted for a while and soon arrived at the supervisory office.

"Chiba-san, it's been a long time."

"Yamamoto-san."

After a brief greeting, the coach named Yamamoto turned his attention to Sato.

"This must be Sato-kun."

His eyes held a hint of curiosity, and his tone carried the gentle warmth of an elder.

"Yes."

"You'd better do a good job with the public filming, haha."

Yamamoto smiled broadly, which made him appear even more amiable.

"Mr. Yamamoto was also the on-site supervisor for our subsequent public filming."

Chiba explained, his eyes showing some wariness.

It's normal to film publicly and then shoot some footage for television as promotional material; it sounds like Yamamoto is in charge of supervising.

Is this supervisor in a high position?

He's considered a mid-level manager at the TV station, with a bit of power.

Compared to Sato, it is indeed quite high.

The high-ranking supervisor was looking at him with great kindness.

Thank you for your kindness.

Sato lowered his eyes.

"Haha, it's just a collaboration."

Yamamoto waved his hand, then continued.

"So, what do you think? Our Kansai TV station is pretty good, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Are you interested in developing your career here in the future? I know a few TV drama directors here, and I can guarantee you won't have to worry about work."

Is this an invitation for him to film a TV series in Kansai?

Sato looked on with a puzzled expression as he glanced at Chiba, who had become tense.

"It's too early to talk about these things now."

Chiba waved his hand.

"It's getting late. His acting is excellent. I was there when you were filming yesterday, and I witnessed his performance."

"Thank you, but that's not something that can be decided right now."

Chiba stepped forward, blocking Sato's path.

"What about Sato-kun? What are your thoughts?"

Looking at the assertive Chiba, Yamamoto turned to look at the boy.

"I don't have that plan for now; I'm just focused on completing this shoot."

He didn't know if there was a trap in what the other person said, but since Chiba had stopped him, that explained the situation.

He trusted his teacher more than the supervisor he had just met.

"OK then."

Yamamoto was a little disappointed upon hearing this, but he didn't press the matter. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he headed towards the bunny girls.

Chiba watched the other person's back walk away before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sato couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what does Yamamoto-san mean?"

"He thinks you're a good actor and wants to keep you in Kansai."

Chiba's lips twitched slightly as he continued, "But it's very dark here."

"black?"

He wasn't really sure, since he didn't have that source.

However, I do have some understanding of Yoshimoto's dark side.

Asking questions is better than pretending to know what you don't.

"The contract is very strict. If you take this job, it will be very difficult to return to Tokyo to film for the next few years."

Chiba shook his head.

"And the money is very little."

"Our 'Shadow Legion' is still primarily produced by Fuji TV, so we don't need to have too much interaction with them."

"But if it were a TV series here, for the same role, you would probably get half the money you are now."

People from Kansai are, to put it nicely, shrewd and calculating; to put it bluntly, stingy. Bargaining is a real hassle, and they also have connections in the Yakuza, so it's practically impossible for them to break a promise.

Therefore, although there are quite a few people in Kansai, most of them choose to stay in Tokyo.

"I heard that several actors' contracts have recently expired and they are leaving. They have also been threatened by those yakuza."

"...This is outrageous?"

Feelings are like a stubborn plaster; if you don't have a strong backing, you can't shake them off.

"you do not say."

Sanada nodded in agreement.

"If they continue to contact you privately, you should refuse, even if it means using my name."

Chiba added his instructions.

He didn't want his good apprentice to be kidnapped.