Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

Before this place goes bankrupt, his cheat codes should be able to be rediscovered through the system's bugs.

No, how can this be a bug? This is clearly a feature of our system.

If the boy hadn't been so calm, a smile would have already appeared on his face.

In short, there's nothing wrong with performing more.

Of course, it would be even better if the company president agreed to the audition.

Sato recalled the image of the middle-aged company president who appeared to be an elite figure.

However, his only interaction with the other party was when he joined the company, and he had no idea how the other party would choose.

But besides waiting, he has no other options right now.

After all, his contract, or rather, his indenture, was still in the other party's hands.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I hope I can go solo."

By the time Sato arrived, very few people were able to fly solo anymore.

But it's a little different here.

It's still much looser.

If you reach the top, going solo is still possible.

When the time comes, you can earn money and spend it yourself, without any middlemen taking a cut.

"However, it's too early to think about those things now."

Sato muttered to himself, but a fire seemed to be burning inside him.

Although it wasn't his ultimate goal.

However, it is a necessary step if you want to enjoy life as soon as possible.

It can be done step by step, sooner or later.

Of course, before he could achieve that, there were more practical problems facing him.

"Excuse me, is it possible to get an advance on this salary?"

Sato looked at Ogawa, his face showing a hint of apology and guilt.

His demands were absolutely beyond the scope of the curriculum.

However, he is indeed running out of money.

"Ok?"

The woman glanced at him upon hearing this, and although she wanted to refuse, she nodded when she saw that the boy looked even thinner than her junior high school brother.

It's rare that this boy is so sensible; it's not unreasonable for me to cover the cost myself first.

Moreover, based on her understanding of Sato's financial situation, the boy probably really was out of money.

The other party is practically the hope of the entire village now, so giving them some money isn't out of the question.

Thinking it over, Xiao Chuan glanced around, then discreetly took out his wallet from the drawer, counted out three 10,000 and one 5,000 bills, and handed them to him.

On those slender, jade-like hands, with their ten delicate fingers adorned with red nail polish, lay banknotes that reeked of money.

The smell of money mingled with the scent of a woman's perfume, creating a fresh and pleasant aroma.

"Thank you."

Sato instantly understood what the other party meant, and his movements became much more subdued. He took the money from the other party's hand as if he were a spy making a rendezvous.

"Yes, use it sparingly."

Looking at the boy, Ogawa felt a strange sense of guilt welling up inside him.

Of course, I wasn't trying to do anything malicious, it just felt like I was inexplicably keeping a gigolo.

But anyway, it's his money...

Then it will be deducted from your salary.

The procedures were obviously irregular.

But the boy proved his worth.

"Ok."

Sato responded, feeling as if the woman opposite him genuinely regarded him as a younger brother or something similar.

However, he had no objection.

Anyway, the other party did take care of me.

He didn't foolishly refuse outright.

Making an exception for him and having a few more little secrets between you will actually strengthen your relationship.

The answer is dark psychology.

But the business card on her desk just now didn't look like it belonged to their company. Could it be that she's also going to switch jobs?

Hopefully, he won't jump that fast.

With these thoughts in mind, Sato bid farewell to Ogawa and left.

Chapter 8 Peach

The boy didn't squander the 35,000 yuan he had worked so hard to earn. Instead, he carefully put it away and wrote down his food expenses for the next few days in his notebook, which he used as an account book.

With limited funds, proper allocation is crucial.

The ledger was quickly completed; it showed 35,000, which was indeed enough for him to use for about a month.

Of course, this is assuming that the diet is nutritious.

If you only eat discounted food nearing its expiration date, this number can be extended, but doing so would be putting the cart before the horse.

You need to be healthy to earn more money.

There's no need to save money here.

"good."

Looking at the notebook, or rather the ledger, in front of him, the boy, who had finally found some relief from his immediate predicament, smiled slightly and then stretched.

"Let's train our acting skills again using the methods taught at school."

He needs to earn even more money; this is just the first step.

......

"Yo, Sato-san."

The next morning, after a series of urgent knocks, Sato opened the door to find a cheerful girl in a school sailor uniform with a sage-like hairstyle. She was adorable and charming when she smiled.

"Kikuchi-san... Good morning."

The girl's name was Kikuchi Momoko. They weren't childhood sweethearts or anything like that; she was just the landlord's daughter.

Three years younger than him, she already lived a simple and unpretentious life collecting rent, which was the envy of many.

After the other person overheard from his parents that he was just an extra, the two of them became acquainted.

"You're up so early!"

Kikuchi Momoko greeted her.

"Thanks to someone."

How's that job you mentioned before?

Seemingly not understanding the boy's hint, the girl still asked with great enthusiasm.

"It went very well, everything went smoothly."

"Really?! I was so worried when I heard you were hospitalized."

As the girl spoke, she entered his house as if they were old friends. She took off her uniform shoes, put on her white socks, and went into the room, taking out a handful of buckwheat noodles with her.

He acted as if he were in his own home.

However, strictly speaking, it is indeed her home.

"...It's all over now."

Sato shook his head.

Although the two interacted strangely, according to the original owner's memories, it seemed that this person was simply curious about the life of a celebrity, which is why he came over so often.

It's normal that many girls want to become stars or idols.

Unfortunately, he is not a celebrity.

So the two of them didn't have many in-depth conversations.

Just as Sato was trying to find an excuse to get rid of the other girl so he could continue training, he felt that the girl's color looked somewhat familiar.

Given that the other person's concern seemed genuine, I didn't refuse them entry at the time. Now that I've missed the chance to refuse, I'll let it go.