Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

"Ogawa-san, I have one more request."

Sato's words interrupted Ogawa's thoughts.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Did they get a taste of the benefits from taking money before, so they came back again?

Thinking of his relative who had lost his wife and children because of his gambling addiction, Xiao Chuan felt a sense of unease.

"I'd like to borrow the TV here to watch the Shadow Legion's battle formation and the performances of those actors."

Although the fight scenes here are definitely not as intense as those on the other side of the sea, they can still be used as a reference.

Moreover, you need to know yourself and your enemy. If you haven't even seen Sonny Chiba's action scenes, why would you even bother auditioning?

Watching Sonny Chiba's action scenes, combined with one's own forward-thinking understanding, is the right approach.

At least that's how Sato sees it.

No matter what, he wasn't an action star in his past life, so starting with something simple is perfectly reasonable.

As for his home, there was neither a VCR nor a television.

"Okay, go ahead, there's a TV in the lounge."

Upon hearing this, Ogawa's deep brown eyes widened slightly in the sunlight streaming through the window.

However, still shaken by the series of shocks Sato had given her, Ogawa maintained her mature and sophisticated demeanor and didn't do anything strange. She simply continued, "I'll have someone bring those videotapes over for you."

"thank you!"

Looking at the whorl of hair on Sato's head as he leaned back, Ogawa subtly raised the corners of his mouth where Sato couldn't see.

It's definitely different now.

He wouldn't have been this proactive before.

But this is a good thing.

Perhaps, there really is hope, who knows?

"stamp."

"...Uh, Ogawa-san."

The boy, who felt Ogawa poke the top of his head with his fingertip, quickly stood up straight.

Naturally, this scene was witnessed by the people secretly observing, and immediately there were gasps of cold air, causing the central air conditioning to malfunction for a few seconds.

The look in their eyes as they gazed at Sato was filled with envy.

A mature, older woman, being treated like a younger brother by her.

What kind of comic book has this kind of plot?

"Ahem, you go ahead."

Meeting the gazes of those around him, Ogawa coughed lightly again.

He unconsciously rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

The center of the boy's hair whorl felt quite nice to the touch, and it wasn't oily.

It has a refreshing and delicate youthful feel.

It's similar to her brother's.

......

Unaware of the woman's dangerous intentions, Sato made his way to the company's break room, where there was an old-fashioned television and a video recorder in the middle.

However, the counter that used to be full of snacks is now empty, and even the once lively lounge is deserted.

All of this proves that this place is about to go out of business.

Everything was urging Sato to move forward faster.

He didn't have to wait long before Xiao Chuan returned, bringing several videotapes with him.

"These are videotapes. You can drink as much coffee as you want, but there are no snacks. This is just to help you control your weight. Call me if you have any questions."

"OK..."

The boy was speechless when he heard the other person mention controlling his weight.

That's really perfunctory.

He's become so thin, this isn't control, it's abuse.

If you don't have money to buy snacks, just say so.

As if he had heard the boy's complaint, or perhaps the boy's gaze was too direct, Xiao Chuan coughed lightly again as usual.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I found a job."

He gave all the videotapes to Sato, and at this point, Ogawa only had a dark blue folder left in his hand.

It doesn't look very thick.

It could even be described as flimsy.

"OK."

Sato, who had put down the videotape, took the document.

Ogawa echoed this sentiment.

"Your character is a victim in a detective drama, and you only have one line."

As Ogawa spoke, Sato also opened the documents in front of him.

There is indeed only one sentence.

Moreover, he's just a dead body in a late-night movie, not much better than an extra.

Of course, the fee remains at five thousand.

no more, no less.

"OK."

Sato responded again, a handsome smile curving his lips.

There's no such thing as too much work, and there's no such thing as too much money.

And it might even unlock cheat codes.

It's a good thing.

As for the faint smile on Sato's face, Ogawa had gradually gotten used to it.

The new impression of Sato is slowly replacing the old one.

Young people these days probably don't enjoy playing dead people.

However, she got the impression that he was open to any job offer.

This is the attitude that people in the entertainment industry should have.

Feeling increasingly satisfied, Ogawa quickly added, "I'll go with you on this assignment."

"Yes?"

Hearing the other person's words, Sato came back to his senses.

"Watch your acting, and while you're at it, say hello to the director."

Ogawa explained.

It was a dereliction of duty of hers not to go to the beach with Sato to supervise the job.

Although she was indeed delayed by something that day, she did not expect Sato to perform so exceptionally well.

But the fact is she missed it.

So this time, whether it's to satisfy her curiosity or to fulfill her responsibilities as an agent, she won't miss it.

Of course, she could also go to the beach to look at the negatives, but the negatives wouldn't be very clear.

Secondly, the editing team at the beach had already entered the final editing stage, and her sudden visit to see the negatives would disturb their work.

Especially considering that she, as the agent, doesn't have much influence.

In the past, I would approach a director and ask if he could show me the film footage of one of his extras, saying I wanted to see two shots of one of his underlings.

Even Xiao Chuan felt incredibly arrogant.

"OK."

Ryo Sato nodded in agreement.

I do need to prove my acting skills.

Although neither of them knew how long they could continue working together.

"Okay, then you can take a look."

"I won't bother you anymore."

"good!"

......

"Sato looks like he's changed a lot."

As soon as Xiaochuan returned to his seat, he ran into his colleague, another agent, a middle-aged man.

"Yes."

"It's a pity, though."

The agent looked through the glass with a hint of regret at the young man who had turned on the TV in the room.

What's a pity? Those who know, know.

If the company goes bankrupt, we'll have to find another company.

No one can predict the next party's attitude, and they might even be treated as a discarded pawn.

For an 18-year-old actor, even if they can make a comeback, it will take away a lot of precious time.

Eighteen is the golden age. Although some actors become more valuable as they get older, the road ahead becomes increasingly difficult as they get older.

"Um."

Aside from her previous loss of composure in front of Sato, the woman remained as indifferent as ever.

The uncle, seeing this, wasn't surprised; he just sighed regretfully.

"It seems there's no chance."

"Have you found another job yet?"

One is the thought in one's heart, and the other is the words spoken aloud.

"Not at the moment."

"Okay, let me know if you need any help."

The uncle didn't continue speaking after hearing this.