Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

She only came out because she happened to see the other person reject that woman. Even if they had agreed, there was a high probability that something would have happened, yet they still refused.

Aside from his acting, which didn't seem like acting, the boy looked quite different from the other people here.

"..."

On the other hand, when faced with Yakushimaru's unusual answer, he simply maintained a polite smile.

"I think you'd be a good fit for the Shadow Legion."

"Yakushimaru said."

"We do have this plan."

Seeing the completely unsurprised look on the other person's face, Yakushimaru blinked his round eyes.

This news was, of course, known to many people in the industry.

However, the series is still in the preparation stage and there has been no official press conference yet.

How did someone who's just a background actor find out?

But then I thought about it again, and realized that Sato's performance just now must have caught the eye of that coach.

It seems that the supervisor actually thinks highly of the other person more than she imagined.

"I heard that preparations are underway in the fields."

As she spoke, Yakushimaru's smile became even more adorable.

This intelligence doesn't seem to be of much value now.

But anyway, she didn't lose out.

"Thank you."

"Ah."

The girl waved her hand dismissively.

She said these things not because she wanted the boy to be grateful.

I just found it interesting.

She found this person more interesting than Tanabe.

Hopefully, they'll do something surprising again.

Moreover, these messages weren't considered inside information by her at all; they were just casual conversations over tea.

"I believe in you, keep it up!"

Generally speaking, even if someone is optimistic, they would only say a few words like a supervisor, but this guy just said it outright.

However, he's very straightforward, which is quite different from the people here.

"Then I will try my best not to let you down."

Sato's tone carried a hint of gentle coaxing for a child.

Yakushimaru is currently very popular, so having an extra layer of connection is always a good thing.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Yakushimaru seemed quite pleased with his words, waved her hand, and skipped away.

Meanwhile, Sato watched the other person's departing figure and began to consider his options.

Although two people seem to have high hopes for him, his acting skills are still lacking.

He is about to face even fiercer competition.

Both his talent for attracting attention and his acting skills need to improve.

Of course, we also need to make money.

However, these three things can also complement each other.

According to the original owner's memories, the agent wasn't exactly enthusiastic, and given the company's current semi-bankruptcy, it would be difficult for him to find a good job through the agent.

But now he has a skill: he can play dead people.

Although playing a dead person is really painful, extremely painful, it can earn money, build reputation, and hone one's endurance and acting skills. Plus, there won't be too many lines to distract me from the audition a month later.

However, the prerequisite is to convince the agent first, based on one's acting skills.

Chapter 6 More Money

Thinking about his next move, Sato went home, finished his bento, wiped himself down with a towel, and headed to the company.

The company's location isn't exactly in the city center, but it's still much better than his home.

As a company on the verge of bankruptcy, many employees with backup plans have already fled.

What remains are either the true core members or, like teenagers, those who can't escape.

Upon Sato's arrival, the people around him merely glanced at him amidst their greetings before slowly shifting their gaze away.

The company's half-dead state mirrors its declining fortunes.

The ship was about to capsize, and no one cared about a boy who was destined to sink with it.

Especially when that boy is still a perennial extra, with poor acting skills, insufficient ability, virtually no value, and yet still acts willfully.

What they cared about more was whether they would sink with the ship.

"Ogawa-san."

As he walked, Sato arrived at his manager's desk.

The agent was a sophisticated woman. When she saw the boy, her expression didn't change. She simply used a magazine on the table to cover the corner of the business card that was inadvertently showing.

How's work?

"Good."

The boy handed over the tram receipt.

"That's good. We haven't been contacted yet, so let's wait and see."

Ogawa found it a bit strange, since Sato had always refused to play dead characters.

In an entertainment industry where crime dramas, detective dramas, and period dramas make up half the market, not wanting to play a dead character is practically the same as wanting to be the lead.

They were naturally dissatisfied.

If it weren't for the recent news that the company was about to go bankrupt and many people had left, this job would never have gone to the other person.

I had thought the boy would at least say a few words of complaint to me.

But now it seems that he has finally broken through his own limitations and is willing to play a dead person?

"Ok."

Sato responded and was about to explain his plans when the bulky landline on Ogawa's desk interrupted him.

"Hello, this is Ogawa from Maeda Office."

"Uh...what? Beach-san!?"

As the woman listened to the self-introduction on the other end of the phone, she abruptly stood up from her workstation.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look towards Sato.

Generally speaking, there's no need for someone to personally supervise the coordination process.

Her first thought was whether Sato had offended someone, causing the director to personally call and complain.

Even her gaze towards Sato now carried a hint of doubt.

After all, Sato had previously stated that he didn't want to play a dead person, so it's not impossible for him to act impulsively on set.

Thinking about this, the woman felt quite regretful, wishing she had gone with him.

No! I shouldn't have given Sato this job!

However, the words the supervisor said on the other end of the phone gradually caused a crack to appear on her delicate face.

"Yes..."

"The Shadow Legion?"

As Ogawa heard the voice on the other end of the phone, his gaze toward Sato became increasingly strange.

It wasn't the kind of questioning I was seeing before; it was more like looking at a familiar stranger.

"I will report this to my superiors... Okay."

"No, it is we who should thank you for your kindness."

After exchanging only a few words, Xiao Chuan hung up the bulky phone.

Looking at the boy who was still sitting upright in front of her, her bright eyes were filled with shock and disbelief, a complex mix of emotions.

Although Sato didn't quite understand it, he could guess that it was a good thing.

"The beach supervisor just called personally to say you performed very well..."