Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

"That's true, but it's still a talent agency. If you see any promising talents, you can bring them over."

"We only have one artist right now, which isn't too many. We can add at least three more."

"Um..."

Ogawa's suggestion was not without merit.

"But don't just pick anyone, or you'll end up like the former president."

The president seems honest and kind, but he clearly lacks the ability to run a talent agency. His haphazard signing of too many people is one of the reasons why the company went bankrupt.

"I see."

Sato certainly wouldn't make that mistake, and he has shared skills, so he still has some trump cards.

However, he is not an agent and cannot always take care of his subordinates; otherwise, he, as the president of the company, would be working for someone else.

Fortunately, he had some understanding of the Showa era.

With careful planning, we might be able to snatch up a few promising young talents.

However, these are all things that need to be considered in the long term.

Currently, Sato and his company are both in the early stages of development and are relatively new.

Improving your own and your company's reputation is the most important thing.

Otherwise, people might find it unacceptable to invite you.

"Also, you should probably move to a new house."

"You're the company president now, and you're still sleeping in places like that?"

Ogawa was speechless at the thought that her company president lived in a worse place than her, or rather, worse than most people in Tokyo.

"Let's talk about it after we get GG."

"You're acting like you won't go back to your hometown until you become famous?"

Ogawa's tone held a newfound lightness he hadn't shown before.

"That's about it. I don't have much spare money. If I really need a place to stay, I can stay at the club."

Only after receiving the offer did he have the spare money to buy a new house. Although he now owns a company, it is mainly Chiba who is putting in the effort, and he is still actually poor.

If you want something, you can only strive for it yourself. This is perhaps the silent teaching from teacher Chiba.

"Alright."

"Speaking of which, shouldn't you tell your family? They sent a letter before asking about you."

As he spoke, a hint of envy flashed in Xiao Chuan's eyes.

After all, this was no longer a triumphant return home. The young man from the poor island had become the president of a talent agency in just a few years. In the entertainment industry, this was just the beginning, but for the islanders from Sato's hometown, it was like a meteoric rise.

"Hmm, I'll write to them and let them know."

Upon hearing this, Sato also recalled his parents from his past life.

They were actually a very ordinary family; the father and mother worked from sunrise to sunset on the small island.

Parents' feelings for their children are the same as those of ordinary parents, filled with love and the expectation that their children will succeed.

Ordinary is fine.

So, I still need to tell them.

"it is good."

"I'll leave the company matters to you."

Sato said to Ogawa.

"Huh...? Leave it to me?"

Xiaochuan's eyes widened, looking somewhat unexpectedly adorable.

"Of course, I don't mean you have to manage everything, but at least you have to make them listen to you."

"There aren't many people, and they're all trusted confidants, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"I know there's no problem, but..."

Is Sato delegating power to me as soon as he becomes president?

How dare he?

And shouldn't most people experience being the president of a company first before making any decisions?

He didn't even sit in this office once before handing over the power to me?

Even if the other party is still the president and can take back these powers at any time, isn't he afraid that he might deceive his superiors and act recklessly?

The other party's level of trust left Xiaochuan speechless for a moment.

"Let's do our best together! We'll be relying on you again, Ogawa-san."

He also needed Ogawa-san to help him heal his injuries, and with his resistance to alienation maxed out, he wasn't afraid of any accidents.

There was nothing that would give him more peace of mind than having Ogawa take over the management.

After all, he doesn't have time to manage the company himself.

"Hmm... no need to call me Ogawa-san anymore, you're the club president, just call me Ayako."

As Ogawa spoke, he also made up his mind.

She absolutely could not betray the young man's trust in her.

"Then I'll have to trouble Ayako."

"Um."

Ayako Ogawa responded.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, wanting to ask if the other person liked her because they were being so nice to her.

But the words wouldn't come out.

This person is not only her artist but also the company president. If she asks and gets a negative answer, it would be too embarrassing.

After thinking it over and over, she still didn't know how to bring it up.

"Alright, let's go back too. Let's celebrate properly today, it's just a pity there's no wine."

Sato's sudden teasing brought Ayako back to her senses, and her face turned even redder.

"I don't drink anymore!"

......

"Do you think he likes me?"

That night, seeing Ayako already half-drunk, her best friend's lips curled into a slight twitch.

The woman's cheeks were flushed with a peachy blush, her eyes were half-closed, and her eyelashes drooped down like two small black fans.

It can be said to be an irresistible temptation for men.

Unfortunately, she wasn't.

"How would I know? But since he's already the president, it's not a bad deal for me to join."

"You...you're shameless!"

"?"

Responding to the woman's coquettish complaint, her best friend lightly patted the pretty lady's head.

"Didn't you ask me to come and offer you advice?"

"That's right..."

The woman muttered to herself, covering her head, looking like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

"I think you should just confess your feelings."

"But this isn't something boys do..."

"Does he seem like the type of person who would confess his feelings first?"

"..."

After being rebuked by her best friend's single sentence, Ayako Ogawa was speechless.

Does it look like it? Of course not.

Just as the other person said, it seems that there is no other possibility but for me to confess my feelings.

"Besides, he trusts you so much that even if his confession fails, he'll just go back to being your manager."

"As long as you're not embarrassed, he's the one who's embarrassed!"

Listening to her best friend's words, Ayako Ogawa nodded repeatedly.

"you're right!"

"So, let's go tonight!"

He went home tonight.

"Does that workaholic ever come home?"

My best friend was shocked.

"I thought he slept at the company."

"Forehead......"

The woman chuckled as she imagined Sato living at the company.

If she weren't so strikingly beautiful, she would actually look rather sleazy.

"But surely he wouldn't be keeping a mistress?"

"How is that possible!"

"Okay, I was just saying."

Seeing Xiaochuan's anxious look, her best friend raised her hand again.

"Boss! Two more highballs, please!"

"Okay!"

......

"So, didn't I say you should come at a more normal time?"

That evening, Sato looked helplessly at the landlord in front of him.

He was still reading the script and locked in fierce combat with Hattori Hanzo when this guy showed up.

"It's still early, school's out tomorrow~"

Peach put her hands on her hips and said in a charmingly innocent way.

"And what about your parents?"

They're not home today.

To Sato, Momoko's words seemed to carry a different meaning.

"I'm scared to be alone~"

"Sato-nii, please don't send me away~"

The girl's coquettishness was very cute and irresistible, but it wasn't a question of whether to refuse or not; it was a question of a man and a woman alone together.

"How could two people possibly live here!"

"Then come to my place~ My room is quite big~"

"...You're so young but so precocious, listen to what you're saying."

Faced with Momoko's raunchy words, even the composed Sato felt a little overwhelmed.

"Just now, Sato-nii was silent~ Is he falling for me?"

Peach's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

"No!"

"Hehe, just kidding~ My mom will be back later~"

"Bang!"

A muffled thud echoed through the room.

That was Sato's attack on the girl's head.

What a little devil! She's definitely a little devil!

Sato thought that he not only wanted to touch her, but also wanted to show her why the flowers were so red, and see if she would still dare to provoke him every day.

However, Sato still couldn't do the things described in the book.

Moreover, the peaches are still unripe.

Besides, her mother will be back later.

Sato endured it again and again, but still managed to suppress the evil thought because he believed he was upright.

"So, are you able to go back now?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Peach covered her head, which had just been hit, and stared wide-eyed.

She'd already gone this far, and Sato actually asked her if she could go back?

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