Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

Seeing that the group had finished their conversation, Chiba sent the others off to training and took Sato to a nearby meeting room.

"How much longer do you have on your contract with the company?"

Chiba cut to the chase and asked directly.

"About six months."

"So fast?"

Chiba was pleasantly surprised to hear this.

After all, here the contracts are for several years at a time.

"Yes."

He signed a three-year contract, starting from when the original owner joined, and it's indeed almost expired.

"Interested in coming over? The club is facing some difficulties, but in any case, it won't affect you."

Even if the club really goes bankrupt, he can still take a few people and start his own business without any problem.

"I should have asked about this later, but your progress is faster than I expected."

"Your abilities are so good that it won't matter if you leave. If things really don't work out, you can always start your own business again."

"Um......"

Sato also felt that he was making rapid progress, and the system's features had truly given him many surprises.

As long as you have the ability, you certainly won't have trouble finding a place to go.

Before he knew it, before he could even save the company, he had found an opportunity to jump ship.

If they wait for this recording to air, the chances of them jumping ship will probably only increase.

"What about the agents and their associates?"

"You can bring your agent, of course, but don't bring too many staff members."

Chiba wasn't too surprised by Sato's words.

If someone has taken care of him, he will definitely want to repay them.

Although the club is gradually declining, it has only just begun its downturn, and it can still recruit a few people.

Whether taking over can revive the club will ultimately depend on Sato.

He'd tried every possible method.

"Please let me think about it some more. I want to wait until this filming is broadcast before making a decision."

Sato pondered for a moment, then spoke.

I don't know what the president means, since I've never met him.

Although the event was a great success, there were some delays in newspaper publication and television broadcast.

There are still too many unknowns. Although it is basically certain that there are no problems, we still need to verify just how good it is.

Moreover, if it really generates buzz, Ogawa and the president will definitely get in touch.

"OK."

Chiba nodded.

Ultimately, it all comes down to ability, and the impact of Sato's show will determine a lot of things.

......

On the other hand, Sato didn't think too much about it after leaving.

There's no point in thinking about it any further until the results are in.

The path that must be taken still needs to be taken.

It would be even better if I could go back to Tokyo soon and try out my "Mastery of Eight Sounds" cheat.

As soon as Sato's idea came to mind, the [Guardian Knight] system in front of him was automatically activated.

With a hint of curiosity, Sato glanced at the deserted, old alleyway used for filming and murmured, "Yakushimaru-san?"

After the sound faded, Sato waited for a while before seeing a dark figure emerge from around the corner.

The dark figure was dressed in black jeans and a mask and sunglasses, looking like a stalker.

She has a shapely figure, looks quite refined, and has an elegant demeanor as she walks.

In this respect, she doesn't seem like a stalker, but rather a female celebrity who suffers from stalking.

"How did you know I was here?!"

Yakushimaru asked, both embarrassed and puzzled, after being exposed.

"A guess?"

Sato said without batting an eye.

It must be said that this system is indeed very useful.

He senses whenever Yakushimaru appears in his vicinity.

Although I don't know what its function is.

"Thank you for coming."

Sato muttered to himself.

"...I didn't come over!"

It wasn't that I wanted to deny it intentionally, but seeing the other person's confident look, my rebellious side kicked in.

"Yes, thank you anyway."

"You..."

Seeing Sato's certainty that he had been there, Yakushimaru cursed under his breath, but his heart began to race.

After all, the reason he was so certain... was it because he had noticed me?

Even if she was in a blind spot, even if she was in the shadows, even if she was offstage, even if she was completely covered up, they still noticed her?

Thinking of this, and seeing the other person's smile, the girl panicked again.

In short!

Congratulations!

After saying that, the girl ran away.

For a moment, he even forgot about coming over to ask about the strangely familiar girl.

Sato, seeing the other person's childlike behavior and lively back view, felt his tense nerves relax a bit.

It must be said that although she seems to have a temper just as fiery as Nakamori's, she is indeed very cute when she is shy.

"Alright, back to work!"

After seeing the other person off, Sato's relaxed gaze returned to seriousness.

......

While Sato was basking in his high spirits, in Tokyo, Ayako Ogawa was not so happy.

At this moment, she was in the smoke-filled smoking area inside the Japanese television station, looking at the producer from the television station's production department in front of her.

"Takahashi-san, you've seen Sato Ryo's achievements. Not only that, he's also doing a great job in the current 'Shadow Army,' earning unanimous recognition from both inside and outside the production team."

"...To be honest, I also really admire Sato's performance in the movie."

The silence didn't last long; the producer, Takahashi, rubbed his cigarette butt on the ashtray.

"fart!"

Upon hearing this, Ayako Ogawa thought to herself, "What do you mean?"

Judging from the way they are, they probably didn't even look at it.

He had lost all hope for this opportunity, which he had spent several days gathering intelligence for and which he had finally waited for.

"But we've basically finalized the roles for the prime-time slot next quarter."

"Sato doesn't seem suited to play such a 'villainous' role, does he?"

"Okay, I'll consider it as soon as a suitable role comes up next time."

Takahashi glanced at the photo of Sato in his hand, his words perfectly measured.

With the issue of "role conflict" and the fact that the process has already been completed, even if Ayako Ogawa wanted to say that Sato could play the villain, there's no way she could.

After all, speaking out is tantamount to questioning the producer, which could very well offend them.

Moreover, the following sentence provided a relatively dignified way out. Even knowing that "next time" might be forever, her rebuttal would be considered rude and tactless.

Her reputation as an agent is also linked to Sato.

Whether for your own sake or for Sato's, you can't afford to offend anyone.

Thinking about it, Xiao Chuan lowered his head, smelling the pungent smell of secondhand smoke, his fists already clenched.

Frustrated, in short, very frustrated.

She had experienced this frustration several times since returning from Osaka.

Without a powerful backer, resources, or reliable achievements and popularity.

Pushing people out was much more difficult than she had imagined.