Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"Ask him what he means by this! At this crucial moment, he actually goes on vacation!"

Before even getting close, Ito heard a roar, and it was clear that the owner of the voice was very angry.

Is the actor traveling, or...?

"I really don't understand this useless guy. What is he trying to do? I gave him the script two months ago, and now he's telling me he can't write anything?"

The speaker continued outputting without giving anyone else a chance to respond.

Since it had nothing to do with Ito, he fixed his gaze on Takikawa in the crowd.

The other person's outstanding appearance was still quite noticeable, but now his face was filled with worry.

Even when Ito walked up to her, she didn't react at all, just staring blankly at the ground, her lips moving slightly.

She bit her lip lightly and muttered, "I don't want to see him," as if she was going through a mental ordeal.

“Takikawa,” Ito said.

"Ah!" Upon hearing the familiar voice, she trembled slightly and looked up to see Ito's face covered by a mask.

"Why are you here?" she asked in a low voice. "And why are you still dressed so strangely?"

"It's neither fish nor fowl." She frowned in disgust.

Before Ito could speak, she reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him to sit down next to her, and then pressed down on his upper body with her hand.

"Shh—!" She pressed a finger firmly to her lips, her eyes filled with warning and urgency. "Don't make a sound! Not a single word! Not now!"

Seeing the other person secretly observing the man in the black hat who was scolding someone not far away, Ito instantly understood.

Just then, the director's roar exploded like thunder once again:

"I don't care where he is on Earth right now, find him! Now! Immediately! Right now! Tomorrow! If I don't see his theme song by tomorrow morning..."

The director suddenly stopped talking, "Then he can forget about ever appearing in this industry again."

Looking at the director's ashen face, Ito recalled the resume that Shinno had shown him.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be 'quality'.

He has never made a bad film in his life, not only because he is a wealthy man, but also because of his character of keeping his word.

Just like what the other party just said, "Don't even think about showing up in the industry," it was definitely not a joke.

He truly has that ability.

He knows people in almost all the entertainment companies in Japan, and even owns shares in some of them.

Even Xinye's father had to give the other party some face.

"Who is it? So arrogant?" Ito became curious about the guy who went on vacation.

The fact that the other party was able to get this opportunity means they must have been familiar with the director's track record.

He directed six TV series and ten movies, and blacklisted twenty people in the industry.

Someone of Takikawa's stature can only be at the bottom.

"It seems so..."

Before Takikawa could finish speaking, the two of them felt a suffocatingly low pressure.

The two of them slowly and cautiously raised their heads and met those deep eyes.

Chapter 180: Free meal with the film crew!

"You guys finish speaking first, I'm not in a hurry."

Underneath the dark work jacket was a faded, plain-colored crew-neck T-shirt, paired with durable dark work pants, and a black baseball cap that was practically welded to his head.

Approaching fifty, he was the epitome of a film set director, but he exuded an invisible, oppressive aura.

"If you won't tell me, I will."

Seeing the two remain silent, Director Hase's gaze swept over Ito's "suspicious" outfit of a fisherman's hat, sunglasses, and mask.

"You're the weirdo who showed up this afternoon, right?" He paused, his voice flat. "While I don't mind young people trying new things, your outfit... is definitely a bit unusual."

"..."

The director was talking too much. I could have kept my voice down and maintained a distance from Takikawa during our conversation.

So you came all this way just to make fun of yourself?

"Takikawa." Director Hase turned his gaze from Ito to Takikawa. "Haven't you made up your mind yet? Given the current situation, there's a high probability that you'll need to make the contact."

“I’m really not familiar with him…” Takikawa pursed his lips, his eyes darting away.

"Not familiar?" Director Hasegawa sensed her unease. "I'm just helping to make the connection; I'll handle the rest myself. If I could find someone online, I wouldn't have bothered you."

"If I could find no way to contact this person online, I wouldn't have bothered you."

Ito couldn't join in their conversation.

Ito couldn't get a word in edgewise on their conversation.

He and Asada were complete newcomers to this circle, knowing only a handful of people such as Takikawa.

Judging from Takikawa's reaction, "he" seems to be an extremely difficult character to deal with.

Even someone of Director Hase's stature couldn't be contacted? Ito's mind was filled with doubts.

"Why don't you give me his contact information and I'll ask him myself?" Seeing that Takikawa still looked troubled, Director Hase conceded a step.

"Well... I need to ask for their opinion."

"Okay." Director Hase nodded, and just as he was about to continue speaking, a sound came from behind him.

"Please, please don't make things difficult for them."

A stammering voice, strained yet unable to conceal its fear, suddenly rang out.

Sakura Asada suddenly rushed over!

"I'm sorry!" As Director Hase turned around, she immediately gave a perfect 90-degree bow. "I... I'll take Ito away right away. We've disturbed you."

The apology was loud, as if only in this way could she show the sincerity of her apology.

Director Hase was already the core of the crew's fears, and this incident has drawn everyone's attention to him.

Takikawa's heart was in her throat. She nervously grabbed Ito's arm, fearing that the director's anger would completely erupt because of this accident and burn onto Asada.

The reason they were afraid was because the other person had an unpredictable and volatile personality.

"It's alright," Ito said helplessly, trying to reassure the idiot who had suddenly rushed out to bow and apologize.

But his words clearly did not deter Asada's determination.

"You...you mustn't speak!"

I don't know whether to say Asada is bold or the other person is cowardly.

In front of Director Hase, the voice was lowered as if it hadn't been lowered at all.

Besides, I haven't done anything wrong.

The cheap bucket hat he bought wasn't suitable, so when Asada bowed to apologize, the hat fell down and landed right next to Director Hase's shoes.

“You,” Director Hasegawa finally spoke, his voice low but penetrating, “Get up. No need to apologize, they did nothing wrong.”

His gaze fell on Asada, scrutinizing her. "Also, this outfit... isn't really suitable for a girl."

"Huh?" Asada straightened up subconsciously, her face still showing signs of panic and flush from exerting too much force.

"Uh... okay," she stammered, intending to pick up the fisherman's hat that had fallen to the ground.

But the cheap square sunglasses made her vision completely dark, and with the sky already dimming, she took them off.

She revealed her cherry blossom-shaped pupils, secretly observing Director Hase, and quickly picked up her fisherman's hat, then hid it behind her back.

It was as if nothing had just happened.

Just when Ito thought it was about to end, he noticed that Director Hase lowered his head slightly, a movement that carried a hint of... focus?

His sharp gaze was fixed on Asada.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

“You,” he spoke again, with an undeniable air of authority, “what did you just say? Say it again.”

His tone was flat, yet carried a commanding inquiry.

"Huh?" Asada was bewildered by the sudden instruction, and hadn't even put on his sunglasses yet.

"I...I said..." She blinked blankly, looking at Ito for help, then at Takikawa, completely failing to understand the director's intention, "Say...I'm really very sorry?"

“No,” Director Hase frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with her answer, but a brighter light flashed in his eyes, “It’s that sentence from before. The first sentence you rushed over to say.”

Asada struggled to recall, her small face scrunched up, and she timidly and haltingly repeated, "Please, please don't... make things difficult for them?"

“Yes, there’s no mistake.” Director Hasegawa took a small step forward, and the invisible pressure suddenly increased.

Seeing the other party's strange behavior without warning, Ito also stood up and stood in front of Asada.

He stood there quietly, behind his sunglasses, facing off against Director Hase.

All eyes were on Director Hase's face, waiting for his reaction.

Director Hase didn't speak immediately; he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if savoring the sound he had just heard.

A few seconds later, a rare...slight relaxation appeared on his tense, tired, and angry face.

The corners of her mouth twitched upwards in an extremely subtle arc, so quickly that it seemed like an illusion.

It made Ito feel extremely uncomfortable, somewhat like facing the basketball coach in the gymnasium.

But he clearly sensed that the other party's target was not him, but Asada behind him.

One was a middle-aged director, and the other was a beautiful young woman who had just come of age; Ito didn't have time to think about such things too much.

After all, he was aware of the sordid aspects of this industry.

A barely audible chuckle escaped from his throat.

He looked behind Ito again, the scrutiny in his eyes fading, replaced by a gleam of intense interest.