Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

However, he wouldn't dare to stop her, at least not directly. Nakamori isn't just any ordinary girl; she's the core of their company.

If things turn out this way, it might trigger the girl's rebellious streak, which would only make things more complicated.

Moreover, if you say it directly, Nakamori probably won't listen anyway.

Then we can only wait for her to dispel the illusion herself?

"Is it possible?"

The agent wasn't sure.

However, we can only observe for now.

Hopefully, the other person will realize that we are all young people and should focus on our careers instead of messing around.

If that doesn't work, we'll have to think of another way.

Anyway, he doesn't have any good solutions right now.

"Let's go get ready."

The agent quietly interrupted Nakamori's wandering gaze.

"Um."

Sure enough, she became much gentler.

Upon hearing the girl's soft murmur, the manager was speechless except for his lips twitching uncontrollably.

......

Magazine shoots might be a bit difficult for the average person, but it's nothing for Sato, who is already used to the camera. The main thing is to do various actions in accordance with the lighting and the photographer's instructions.

Of course, while it's not difficult, mastering it takes more than just one or two takes.

After all, Sato isn't exactly a genius, and he doesn't have a strong sense of camera presence.

However, while Sato was not satisfied, the others, especially the photographer, were very satisfied.

He hadn't had high expectations for Sato, a novice in magazine photography, so he was naturally happy to see that Sato had perfectly completed his instructions, saving him a lot of time.

He charges per shoot, not per hour.

So the more he was filmed, the more he smiled.

"Your camera presence is still a bit raw, but it's not bad."

Looking at the sample photos on the monitor, the photographer turned to the camera and said, "We can use them right away, right?"

His words also implied a willingness to discuss, as Sato wasn't some fledgling new model; the editing still needed to be discussed.

If it were a typical newcomer, he wouldn't even ask that question.

However, when faced with the photographer's question, Ogawa's mind wandered.

"Ogawa-san."

"Sato said softly."

"Should this be okay?"

"Ah... um, no problem."

They're all professionals, so of course there's no problem.

Moreover, the filming was indeed excellent. Although Sato was handsome in the past, the professional lens and photographer made the boy on the monitor look just as good as the top stars on the covers of men's magazines.

I wonder if there will be any opportunities for Sato to sign with a few men's fashion magazines in the future, which would definitely be beneficial for him.

However, what she cares about more now is Nakamori, whom she just saw.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries with Inoue and the photographer, Ogawa pulled Sato into the dressing room.

"Do you know Nakamori?"

"I've met him by chance before."

"Um..."

If Ogawa knew Nakamori, he might have noticed that Nakamori's demeanor was different from before. However, Ogawa was just an ordinary manager and had not made any special efforts to find out, so he naturally did not know what kind of person Nakamori was.

The reason she was able to get so much information before, besides being good-looking, was mainly because, like Sato, she gave away most of the money she earned.

Thinking of this, Xiaochuan sighed and her cherry lips parted slightly.

"Sorry, I said I'd find you a job."

In the end, it was up to the artist herself, but even so, Sato still made a promise to her.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.

As for what other emotions lay behind this feeling of being moved, Xiaochuan didn't delve into it at the moment, or rather, subconsciously didn't dare to delve into it.

"Hasn't Ogawa-san already found me quite a few jobs?"

Sato smiled upon hearing this.

"That's all your fault..."

Ogawa had barely begun to speak when Sato interrupted him.

"But without Ogawa-san's efforts, they wouldn't have been able to contact us so easily, wouldn't be so familiar with us, and wouldn't have been able to finalize the roles so quickly."

Sato wasn't saying this to comfort the other person.

If they don't even know the agent or what the situation is like on their end, they might adopt a conservative and wait-and-see attitude.

That's just how the people here are—conservative, dull, and lacking in energy.

Ogawa's previous actions not only left his name and contact information with several producers, but also indicated his initial interest.

Not to mention the various gifts that Ogawa gave to cater to his tastes.

Although it can't be called a real friendship yet, it forms the foundation for a future relationship.

As he grows as an actor, Xiao Chuan also grows as an agent. Having Xiao Chuan handle things outside is definitely helpful to him.

Even setting aside their past relationship, Sato would still keep the manager around compared to someone he didn't know well.

"I..."

Upon hearing Sato's words, Ogawa's eyes reddened and his nose felt a little sore.

However, he quickly managed to suppress the urge to cry.

After all, as both a manager and an older woman, it would be too embarrassing for her to cry.

"Thanks..."

The words I wanted to say were stuck in my chest, and in the end, only two words remained.

The saying "A scholar will die for one who understands him" may not be that exaggerated, but Xiaochuan was indeed moved.

"Need not."

"And you were the one who negotiated the condition of starring in two TV series at the same time."

"Your efforts these past few days have not been in vain."

"I will not let you down in the future."

Sato continued to add emotional value to the other party.

Praise costs nothing, yet it can empower people.

Sato understood this.

Of course, you can't say it too often, otherwise it will lose its value.

On the other end, Xiaochuan blushed even more upon hearing this.

It looked like she was when she was drunk.

"So your work is finished, you can go to the club by yourself, right?"

As if trying to escape, Xiaochuan stood up, his movements showing a panic he hadn't displayed before.

"I'll go check on the preparations for the filming, and the date for the banquet will be finalized soon. I'll let you know when it's ready."

"Okay, thanks."

Sato subtly removed honorifics from his words.

Upon hearing this, Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat.

They left even faster.

"Does that mean we don't need to use honorifics?"

Sato muttered to himself as he watched the other person's departing figure.

The two have a good relationship, and this way of speaking is simpler.

Moreover, their relationship is actually different from before.

In their previous relationship, Ogawa, as the manager, was the one in control.

And now, he's the one in charge.

Although the two are in a cooperative relationship, they should still distinguish between primary and secondary roles.

Otherwise, future communication will only become more troublesome, and there may even be arguments due to differing opinions.

Xiao Chuan's attitude just now puzzled him.

However, it wasn't a big deal, so Sato didn't think much of it. He simply packed up his few belongings and got up to leave.

"Sato, what a coincidence."

He had only taken a few steps when he saw the girl in the corridor.