Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

Chapter 7 The First Pot of Gold

Now is the best time to express your plans.

Ogawa was just startled by his performance, which should be the moment when he is most likely to lose his composure.

Thinking of this, Sato held his breath and said quickly.

"Ogawa-san, I'm planning to take on a few more roles involving dead people."

"Um?"

Faced with the other party's sudden words, Xiao Chuan was first stunned, and then his phoenix eyes widened.

"Are you going to play a dead person?"

"thump"

A clerk who overheard the conversation nearby tripped over it.

The people around him didn't laugh at the clerk; in fact, they were quite understanding. After all, Sato had actually taken the initiative to play a dead person. Had he become addicted to it?

"...Yes"

Facing the gazes of those around him, Sato was somewhat speechless, but still nodded.

"The beach supervisor did say your acting was good."

After muttering to himself and remaining silent for a moment, Ogawa said, "I'll talk to the president."

"However, this shouldn't be a problem."

There aren't many actors left to begin with, so there's still a market for these minor roles where the characters die.

After all, extras are different from background actors; they still need acting skills, especially since Sato's acting skills have been guaranteed by Director Haibin.

For them, it's all about making money anyway.

Recently, detective films, various risqué films, and period dramas have also featured a lot of deaths.

"So, are there any requirements for the role?"

Ogawa asked.

"No, even a minor role will do."

"OK."

Ogawa responded, his surprise growing even greater.

After all, this person didn't say that before.

Feeling increasingly satisfied, Xiao Chuan's ample bosom also lifted slightly as she continued to ask questions.

"What if the president agrees to the Shadow Legion?"

"I will manage to balance it all."

"You said it yourself."

With relief that the boy had finally changed his ways, the woman couldn't help but raise her hand and ruffle Sato's fluffy head.

"Well......"

Sato, who was still feeling excited because the other party had agreed, was stunned when he felt a warm touch on his head.

After all, in my memory, the original owner of this body, no, even those other artists who have already left the company, did not receive this kind of treatment.

However, to be honest, Sato was not against it.

He wasn't blind; being patted on the head by such a beautiful woman made him more shy than angry.

On the other hand, Ogawa herself was also stunned by her own actions.

She subconsciously mistook the other person for her younger brother who had just started junior high school.

As for the staff around them, their eyes were even more bulging.

The look in their eyes as they looked at Sato was filled with more envy than surprise.

They also wanted to be patted on the head by a beautiful woman...

"Cough cough."

Facing the gazes of Sato and others around him, Ogawa, who usually had a cold face, coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and a blush quietly rose to the tips of his fair ears.

"Come over in two days and I'll give you an answer."

Ogawa concealed his earlier embarrassment and said softly.

"thank you."

Upon hearing this, Sato suppressed the embarrassment and shyness he had felt from being patted on the head, and his heart was filled with bright joy.

Putting aside the sudden turn of events, this time the results can be described as quite fruitful.

He not only achieved his goals, but also earned an extra 30,000 yen.

That's 30,000!

That's equivalent to a month's rent for him. If he's frugal, he can live on that for a month without any problem.

Even if he fails the audition, he can still get as many dead jobs as possible.

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 doesn't have any other options right now.

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

"If I have the chance 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 receive 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.

"Um?"

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.

"Thanks."

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.

"Yeah, 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.