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

"You really came?" Jun Sakurada feigned surprise, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Huh? Shouldn't I have come?" Sawaki Ao, who had finally mustered up the courage to knock on the Sakurada family's door, was stunned by this question, and half of her courage vanished instantly.

"No, no, I'm just surprised that Mr. and Mrs. Sawaki were able to let you come over, even though—" Sakurada Jun quickly explained with a smile, gesturing towards Taka who was busy in the kitchen.

After all, the latter had dyed his hair back to a flashy blonde after returning to Tokyo, and was covered in floral patterns; he didn't look like a good person at all.

In fact, he's not exactly a good person; in terms of his private life alone, this monkey is notoriously promiscuous.

"My parents said that they watched Moriuchi grow up and he's a top star, so they trust his character and yours, Sakurada-kun's character." Sawaki Ao's voice was barely audible.

Jun Sakurada almost lost his composure. In a sense, what Sawaki's parents said made sense.

As the top stars in the Japanese entertainment industry at the time, Taka's parents, Shinichi Mori and Masako Mori, held a major wedding ceremony.

From Hibari Misora ​​to Tetsuko Kuroyanagi, from Akina Nakamori to Seiko Matsuda, these are some of the most well-known figures in the Japanese entertainment industry.

Aside from Masako Mori's former teammate Momoe Yamaguchi, who was absent, another teammate whose image was cut from the video, and Shinichi Mori's junior colleague Teresa Teng, almost everyone else was present.

The wedding was broadcast live nationwide on NHK television, achieving a staggering 45.3% viewership rating.

A year later, when a monkey was born, it was surrounded by media cameras and was filmed by television stations.

Theoretically speaking, people like the Sawaki couple who lived through that era could very well have witnessed the entire birth process of this monkey.

Having superstar parents makes it easy to let your guard down...

Sakurada Jun, who was both amused and exasperated, pointed to the camera next to him: "You don't need to worry about safety. The entire teaching session will be recorded, which is convenient for review and also a safety guarantee."

"But the video can't be leaked. I'm a Johnny's trainee, and I don't have the rights to my image."

"Jay, Johnny's?" Ze Muqing breathed a slight sigh of relief, but was also a little surprised.

It's certainly a good thing that safety is guaranteed, but it turns out... Sakurada-kun is a trainee at Johnny's Entertainment.

She's so good-looking... she must be the kind of person who gets special attention and training, right?

Having been obsessed with VOCALOID since childhood, Ao Sawaki had extremely limited knowledge of Johnny's and had no idea what this identity really meant.

"Alright, since we're already here, let's get started. Brother Gui is making his signature curry, which I heard is a dish that even Takeru Satoh praised."

Sakurada Junmaru might put on a gentle smile, which, combined with his naturally gentle appearance and the succubus's innate acting skills, could indeed make people feel that he is safe and harmless.

But Aoki Sawaki was still a little dizzy.

Two days ago, the closest this girl came to becoming a singer and a star was the artist training school that completely rejected her talent.

Among the students there, a few outstanding ones are already discussing with their small group whether they can sign with an agency and debut as artists.

This discussion has nothing to do with Ao Sawaki for the time being.

Today, sitting on the sofa in her downstairs apartment, she is surrounded by Johnny's trainees, and the person cooking for her is AMUSE's ace, the most extravagant second-generation star in the Japanese entertainment industry.

They were talking about names like Takeru Satoh, a superstar whose popularity swept the nation.

Ironically, these ruthless individuals, who are hundreds or thousands of times better than the teachers at the performing arts school, all seem to have high hopes for her future.

It feels like a dream, unreal, yet I long for it to become real.

"I must... I must seize this opportunity." A small spark shone in the girl's eyes.

Seeing that Sawaki Ao was showing some enthusiasm, Sakurada Jun was about to say something to encourage him when suddenly his phone rang.

The moment he saw who was calling his name, Ze Muqing was shocked to find that the gentle and refined young man's temperament had instantly become sharp as a knife.

"Takizawa... something's happened..." Sakurada Jun's mutterings were completely devoid of the warmth and gentleness he had just exuded.

"Excuse me, I need to take care of something." Although Sakurada Jun quickly composed himself, the coldness he displayed just moments before left a very deep impression on Sawaki Ao.

Sakurada-san... she's someone with a story...

Without thinking twice, she rushed to the balcony, closed the door, and answered the phone. Sakurada Jun's voice was calm: "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry, it's a good thing!" Takizawa Hideaki across from him was in a good mood.

"We've already spread the word that we're interested in making initial contact with Tsuburaya Productions, and they're making a big fuss about it. They should be coming to us soon."

"The initiative will definitely be on our side then!"

It is indeed a good thing, but Takizawa Hideaki is obviously not going to call over such a small matter.

"Did President Fujishima's side cause trouble?"

Takizawa nodded noncommittally: "Yes, they called me to a meeting with just one phone call. They were very tough and accused us of wasting resources by organizing V6's activities in China."

"But...they obviously didn't do their homework."

Hideaki Takizawa genuinely wanted to laugh at that moment, as happy as if he were about to declare victory in forty seconds.

Just now, Fujishima and her daughter arrogantly confronted him at the meeting, aggressively stating that throwing resources to V6 was a pure waste and Takizawa's personal desires.

But when Takizawa threw out the report, he was speechless. Looking at the nine- and ten-digit numbers, he was dumbfounded and couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

In the end, they could only sheepishly announce that the matter would be discussed later.

This kind of slap-in-the-face scene, reminiscent of a popular online novel, made Hideaki Takizawa tremble with pleasure.

For many years, they had been making a living under the noses of this mother and daughter, always cautious and respectful, never daring to disobey in the slightest.

Today, he finally got to hold his head high and proud, so he happily called Sakurada Jun to show off.

He finally understood why Jun Sakurada was so keen on making others "dislike him but unable to get rid of him."

However, as Jun Sakurada listened to Hideaki Takizawa's story, his aura grew increasingly cold.

We're being watched...

"Takizawa-san, can I ask you a question?" Sakurada Jun's tone was rather cold.

Hearing that tone, Takizawa's mind, which had been ecstatic like a grown baboon from the joy of victory, finally calmed down a bit, and an ominous feeling began to slowly rise up his spine: "Ask away."

Jun Sakurada sighed.

"In your opinion, even considering the potential of the Chinese market, how does the current V6 compare to SMAP in 2016?"