Tokyo: My obsession with China led me to become the king of Japanese entertainment.

Chapter 100 Colleagues are all benefactors (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking continued reading! *crying emoji*)

"Brother, Run-ge—"

Walking down the street, Raoul's handsome, exotic mixed-race face was now scrunched up in a look of utter despair.

"Just to save me some face, okay? When we get to the practice room later, can we all get along peacefully?"

To stop the smiling Jun Sakurada, he didn't hesitate to call him "brother," fearing that this ruthless man might suddenly do something drastic.

"Oh? Peaceful coexistence? Why? Murakami-kun, your teammates don't seem to be that friendly to me..." Sakurada Jun chuckled.

He hadn't actually looked into how the other Snowman members treated him, but judging from Raul's alarmed attitude, they were probably not very friendly.

"He, they..." Raulu felt that he couldn't live like this anymore.

This is a problem he can't avoid no matter what; there are indeed members within Snowman who have inexplicably become hostile towards Jun Sakurada.

If Sakurada Jun were to run into that person, given the former's trouble-loving nature, there's a high probability that something bad would happen.

What made him even more uneasy was that the next second, Sakurada Jun calmly said that person's name.

"Let me guess, Sakuma Daisuke?"

"Only that gloomy and despicable idiot, whose seemingly sunny persona is actually the most sleazy person behind the scenes, would be hiding behind me and gossiping about me, right?" Sakurada Jun sneered.

Seeing Raoul's expression, he knew he had guessed correctly.

If we're talking about who's the heaviest member of Snowman, then Daisuke Sakuma is definitely the one.

His public and private morality is utterly lacking, and the things he does are appalling. The key point is that as one of the most famous and commercially successful idols in Japan in the 20s, there is absolutely nothing worth being a fan of.

Being a good dancer might be an advantage, but considering this guy has been performing in dance dramas for ten years, if he can't even dance properly, then he's truly hopeless.

It's safe to say that the Japanese girls' aesthetic sense is truly a bit perverse to allow someone like that to do so well.

"Sakuma-senpai... he was just—" Raulu wanted to mediate, but Sakurada Jun waved his hand to stop him: "No need to say more, I understand."

"However, I think, Raulu-kun, there's really no need for you to speak up for Daisuke Sakuma." He suddenly remembered something, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"As the saying goes, colleagues are all enemies, the kind who wish the other dead, they just pretend to be nice."

Raoul's lips twitched uncontrollably. What kind of vulgar language is this? Are you trying to take advantage of my half-Venezuelan heritage and lack of knowledge about traditional Japanese culture?

But deep down, I subconsciously felt a little bit of approval.

Raoulo himself was an outsider to Snowman.

In Snowman, where everyone is approaching twenty-five or older, he is the only one who is not even sixteen yet.

The cognitive gap caused by a ten-year age difference is quite huge, not to mention that he is only half Japanese.

Moreover, due to Hideaki Takizawa's high regard for him and his own outstanding abilities, Raul was suddenly appointed as the center of the dance team, which was undoubtedly a job that would offend people.

Young age, high status, unusual lineage—to say that Raulu is happy and carefree in the Yeti is a joke.

"And you need to understand one thing: I'm not the kind of barbarian who only knows violence." Jun Sakurada shook his head and smiled.

"If they don't have a decisive weakness that I can kill with a single blow, then even if I don't like them, it'll be difficult for me to do anything to them, understand?"

"For example, you should be grateful for your youth and cleanliness, and for not having done anything shameful."

"As for your good teammates..."

Raulu's mind raced: "You mean—"

"That's pretty much the gist of it. If your teammates are really clean enough, then they can proudly welcome my arrival." Sakurada Jun stretched.

"And if we can't do that... since it's going to collapse sooner or later anyway, I might as well expose it myself."

"If you don't want to see this, Raulu, then stay a little further away from me, at least so that you don't get splattered with blood."

……

Meanwhile, in the Snowman practice room.

"Don't you guys find his arrival strange?" Daisuke Sakuma asked, his face beaming with excitement.

"While I admit that Sakurada-kun is excellent, isn't it a bit strange that he suddenly appeared here without any warning?"

"Meguro-kun and the others have only been here for a little over two months, and now there are new people joining again. Isn't that a bit too sudden?"

With his flamboyant pink hair, less than 1.7 meters tall, and unremarkable appearance, he looked like a primate leaping around.

Beside him, the other five founding members of Snowman, who had been working together for nearly ten years, huddled together, displaying an intimate demeanor.

The other two members who transferred to Snowman at the same time as Raoul, Koji Mukai and Ren Meguro, kept their heads down and did not participate in any discussion from a slightly outward position.

This is something that two newcomers like them can't handle.

"Even so, didn't Takizawa-san say it was just a compatibility test? At worst, he can just say the compatibility is so-so..." Snowman's captain, Iwamoto Teru, scratched his head.

"That's true, but the power to decide whether we're compatible or not isn't entirely in our hands..." Daisuke Sakuma said quietly.

"And that kind of boy must be someone that Mr. Takizawa favors..."

The moment the word "favoritism" was uttered, several veteran members felt a jolt in their hearts.

Once upon a time, when Hideaki Takizawa was still active in the dance world and led "Takizawa Kabuki," the six Snowmen were his trusted confidants, cultivated over time, and were the absolute veterans of the dance program "Takizawa Kabuki."

In terms of overall qualities and abilities, it's hard to say that Snowman and his friends are particularly outstanding; they could even be considered mediocre.

Otherwise, those who generally joined Johnny's around 2005 wouldn't have waited until 2019 to even debut.

In terms of appearance, they are generally unremarkable; Daisuke Sakuma could be described as an oddball, and in terms of ability, he is not particularly outstanding either.

The only thing worth praising is the skill he honed through ten years of performing in dance dramas, and his status as a confidant of Hideaki Takizawa.

However, now, a young man who is far more valued by Hideaki Takizawa than them has suddenly emerged. His own qualities are obviously far superior to these old fogies, and he also has Hideaki Takizawa's full support.

More importantly, they are still young.

For the elderly in Snowman, this was a complete and utter defeat.

These guys had some reservations about Sakurada Jun before, and now that Sakuma Daisuke had bluntly pointed it out, they did have some thoughts about it.

"Then... what does Daisuke think we should do?" Iwamoto Teru pondered.

"Let's make contact first and see how things go. Take it slow, at least don't arouse suspicion." Daisuke Sakuma smiled maliciously, clearly determined to target Jun Sakurada.

I think...

While the six people were discussing their plan, on the outside...

Koji Mukai's phone vibrated. He quickly turned his head and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention before taking out his phone to check it.

Then he quickly and quietly approached Meguro Ren and showed him the contents of his phone.

It was a message from Raulu: "Stay away, don't get blood on yourself."

The two exchanged a glance and, quite in unison, took two more steps back.

Although I don't know whose blood will splatter later, as long as it's not my own, it's fine.

Finally, after a few more minutes, two footsteps were heard outside the corridor, and a moment later, the door opened.

Jun Sakurada walked in first with a seemingly ordinary gait, but always exuding an air of aloofness. He glanced around briefly and nodded slightly.

Yes, it fits the stereotype; there are quite a few oddballs among them.

The three newcomers are alright. Meguro Ren and Rauru are both quite good-looking and have good figures, and Mukai Koji is also passable.

Those six veterans, you could tell at a glance why they hadn't debuted after more than ten years of training; their appearances were just too ordinary.

No wonder Kuroren's popularity exploded in the future; compared to her teammates, it's hard for her not to accumulate fans based on her looks.

While he was observing the snowmen, the snowmen were naturally observing him as well, and the more they observed, the more their hearts trembled.

The hardware is just too good.

"Oh my, this must be Sakurada-kun. I'm so glad to finally see you in person. Seeing is believing."

Surprisingly, Daisuke Sakuma reacted the fastest. Just moments ago, he was wondering how to give Jun Sakurada a hard time, but now he instantly put on a warm smile and took the initiative to get close to Jun Sakurada.

He has truly mastered this traditional art of changing faces as easily as turning the pages of a book.

As he spoke, the old snowmen all put on kind smiles and stepped forward, as if to warmly welcome the new member.

Instead, the three newcomers exchanged glances and, led by Raul, deliberately kept a distance from each other.

"Raul, is Sakurada-kun alright?" Meguro Ren was silent for a few seconds before quietly lowering his voice to ask Raul.

"You'll see when you look," Raoulu replied quietly.

Seeing Sakuma Daisuke, who was unusually outgoing and took the initiative to strike up a conversation, Sakurada Jun paused for less than a second before also showing a friendly smile.

"Sakuma Daisuke-senpai, I've heard so much about you. You're a senior in Snowman that I've been following closely." That's what she said, but her body showed no intention of getting close to Sakuma Daisuke.

"Oh? You're following me?" Daisuke Sakuma was a little surprised. Could this kid be a fan of his? Or was it just a polite remark?

"Yes, after all, Daisuke Sakuma's fashion sense is very unique, and I admire and respect it very much..." Jun Sakurada's smile became even brighter.

"Clothing style?" The Snowman members looked at each other, completely baffled.

When did Daisuke Sakuma become associated with fashion sense?

Before he could react, he saw Sakurada Jun's bright smile suddenly turn dangerous, and his tone slow down slightly:

"For example, that Atomic Bomb T-shirt that our senior wore last year was really—unique—!"

Seeing the sudden change in Daisuke Sakuma's eyes upon hearing "Atomic Bomb T," Jun Sakurada's smile grew even more unrestrained.

To hell with social maneuvering, I'll unleash my trump card!