Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

"Hello, Nakamori-san."

In terms of popularity, the girl who has already become a huge star with "Girl A" is definitely above him.

He's only popular among middle-aged and elderly people in Kansai, but his opponent has a much larger fan base, a wider distribution of fans, and a larger number of fans.

Although they are all models, their status is different.

"Um......"

Seeing Sato's polite demeanor, Nakamori's perfectly sculpted cherry lips curled slightly.

Isn't she pretty?

Why doesn't the person in front of me seem to be reacting?

She's already pretty normally, and this time she's wearing a full face of makeup done by a professional makeup artist here.

And that's it? This person simply lowered their eyes and greeted us?

For a moment, Nakamori began to doubt his own charm.

"Um, Nakamori-san..."

Following behind the other person was their manager, who, seeing this scene, didn't know whether to feel relieved or resentful.

Although Sato seems to have completely ignored Nakamori's damn charm, Nakamori doesn't seem to be giving up at all.

She came over right after finishing her makeup, saying she wanted to take a walk, but her manager knew what she really wanted to do.

He just couldn't understand it. Although Sato was very capable, he was still not as capable as Nakamori himself.

She's incredibly popular right now.

Single sales have also been steadily increasing.

There's no need to be so proactive.

But that's not quite right. It seems she wants Sato to take the initiative, and Sato... he doesn't seem to know that.

"Very well, it's best never to know."

Looking at the two people in front of him, the agent silently muttered to himself.

After that, Nakamori didn't say anything more. It wasn't that he had nothing to say, but whatever he said made it seem like he was someone who could be easily dealt with.

As for Sato, he was thinking about going back to the club and hadn't even considered this aspect.

And so, after a chance encounter, the two, who had nothing to do with each other, parted ways again, like two lines that had accidentally intersected.

Sato arrived at the club without any problems.

It was a familiar place to him, but as soon as he entered, the boy felt a different atmosphere than before. It wasn't fear, but rather a kind of excited anticipation.

As they greeted each other along the way, Sato soon spotted Sanada, who was walking over excitedly.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Big news, someone's here to challenge us."

"Then why are you so happy?"

Sato chimed in with a sarcastic remark, and Sanada began to explain as they walked.

"Can't refuse?"

Having learned the general outline of what happened, the experienced Sato calmly asked...

"It's okay normally, but not now."

Sanada said with a wry smile.

"Our filming is finished."

"Besides, this is a time when publicity is needed, and refusing might be used against us."

"Those who came to challenge us this time have no martial virtue."

"I see."

In Sanada's words, it was indeed impossible to refuse.

"So we don't get any benefit at all?"

"Well, while it's the duty of the strong, we can also promote it if we win."

As Sanada spoke, his gaze swept back and forth over Sato.

The meaning is rather obvious.

"Should I go too?"

If that's the case, it wouldn't be surprising.

"To be precise, only you will be going."

Congratulations on your three-game winning streak! Keep it up!

Sanada patted the boy on the shoulder with a bright smile.

"Um..."

Although Sato was a little surprised that he was alone, it was also within his expectations.

If Chiba were to personally take on the task, there would be absolutely no benefit for him.

After all, it's only natural that Chiba could beat the others; no one would be surprised.

"It's really quite moving; I was the one who did this before."

Sanada said with a hint of amusement.

"Let's go, I'll take you to buy musical instruments after we're done."

"it is good."

Sanada still remembers this incident.

Although he can't practice at home, he can practice at the club.

This is his new hope for the future, and of course he cannot give up on it.

"Let's go then."

"Should we do some warm-up exercises?"

Sanada asked.

"It was done during the previous filming."

"That's good. Cheer up, don't embarrass yourself!"

Sanada patted the boy's shoulder forcefully.

We didn't chat much; he just led the way.

Sato took a deep breath and strode into the club.

He can't just scare people away this time.

After all, this can't go on forever. It's best to establish a reputation for ourselves, otherwise they'll just keep coming back endlessly.

Moreover, as Sanada said, he needs a victory to promote himself.

This kind of publicity isn't aimed at ordinary people, since no newspaper would specifically report on these challenges.

It's more like industry-wide publicity.

If the previous promotions were to prove his acting skills, then this promotion is to prove to producers in the industry that he has even stronger action skills and that he has real kung fu skills in private. In short, it's an increase in his value.

This may not have an immediate effect on his popularity, but it will certainly be beneficial for his future work.

The two quickly arrived at the club, where, in addition to the familiar Chiba-sensei, three burly men with bamboo swords at their waists appeared.

One of them was the burly young man who had been scared off by Sato in Kyoto.

Upon seeing Sato, his expression changed slightly, as if he had subconsciously witnessed some terrifying scene again, and his calves began to tremble once more.

At least they stopped running away.

As for the other two, their gazes toward him were filled with aggression and greed.

Clearly, they were all after the benefits they could gain by defeating him.

Both sides hit it off immediately, each wanting the other to be their testing ground.

"Your disciple has also arrived, so please allow us to learn from him."

The burly man at the head of the group stood up abruptly, staring intently at Sato.

There wasn't even time for Sato to introduce himself, as if Sato was the rainbow and he himself was the giraffe in Skittles GG.

"Sato, what do you say?"

Chiba didn't reply, but just looked at Sato.

It's like how Chiba would unconditionally support Sato if he wanted to refuse.

However, he wasn't too worried. No one knew Sato's abilities better than him.

The reason why the people opposite him were so confident was that they thought Sato was just acting on TV.

But Sato is different; in fact, he's even more impressive in real life.

He also needs someone to prove this.

So he deliberately spread rumors, and sure enough, he finally caught a big fish.

The opposing martial arts school was quite large, and all three of them had won awards and held official grading certificates.

It is absolutely qualified as a propaganda tool.

If he hadn't deliberately leaked the information, these people might not have come.

Moreover, the effect of publicity is definitely greater than that of their own publicity. After all, this kind of publicity is done by their own people, so they can't refute it if it's false. But if outsiders are involved, the credibility will immediately increase a lot.

Although such propaganda is difficult to reach ordinary people, television stations and newspapers are unlikely to broadcast it.

However, it is important for promotion within the industry.

Moreover, it wasn't just Sato; it was also a promotion for his own club.