Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"Well, it's Ito..." Asada shrank back a little embarrassedly, "He's a bit slow-witted, so I thought you'd be angry, you'd scold them, Director..."

"...So I thought...I wanted to apologize first and take him away..." Her voice trailed off, almost stammering, "After all, no matter what, Ito is mine..."

The last sentence was naturally not heard by anyone else.

"Well," Director Hase paused slightly, then looked into Asada's cherry blossom-shaped eyes, "do you recognize me?"

Asada didn't know how to answer this question, after all, they were eating the food provided by the other party, and the other party had even provided them with a place to stay for the night.

It would be very impolite to say that you don't know them.

"I...I know him..." Asada nodded after a moment's hesitation.

Ito took in Asada's reaction and could roughly guess what Asada was thinking.

Ito simply didn't believe the other party knew Director Hase. If they really did, they wouldn't have taken so long to think about it.

Have you seen any of my films?

"Ah...I've seen it." Asada was briefly taken aback before nodding stiffly.

If the previous signs weren't obvious enough, now almost everyone here can see it.

Asada is lying.

"So which one is your favorite?" Director Hase seemed to be teasing a child, then casually asked, "Did you watch it with your family?"

"Yes, yes." Asada lowered her head, trying her best not to let Director Hase see her expression.

As for the other party's question, let's treat it as a multiple-choice question.

Just when Ito thought the joke from director Hase was about to end, the other party spoke again, seemingly trying to force Asada to admit it.

"Really?" Director Hase's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Do your family members like watching it too?"

The unusual tone of his voice caused everyone present to glance at him slightly. They were completely baffled as to what Director Hase was trying to do.

Such 'concern' for a girl, let alone for someone who isn't even an actress or someone outside the entertainment industry.

"Sakura, this sushi tastes good." Takikawa naturally placed a piece of sea urchin sushi on Asada's plate, relieving her of some of the pressure from those around her.

She then couldn't help but glance at Ito, her eyes conveying a clear message: See? You idiot! In the end, you still have to look to me!

"Director Hase, about the collaboration you mentioned before?" Ito interjected.

He had considered asking Takikawa before, but after only a few words, he was met with the cold shoulder.

"There is indeed a collaboration," Director Hase said, his gaze still fixed on Asada, "but we'll have to wait until tomorrow to confirm the details."

“Director,” the assistant director interjected cautiously, “you mean…the theme song? We’re going to leave it to them?”

"If we don't hand it over to them, are we going to hand it over to you?" Director Hase glanced at the other person. "Do you really think that guy can finish it in one night?"

"Don't bring out a huge bowl later, I don't have pica."

Upon hearing this, Ito's heart skipped a beat!

This was a development he hadn't expected at all. He had originally thought that his only mission here was Takikawa, but he hadn't expected to have such an unexpected gain.

Just as Director Hase had said before, Ito didn't believe that the guy who was originally in charge could finish it in one night.

After all, I heard that person is still traveling.

So, the guy that Director Hase mentioned earlier, the one who was completely unreachable online?

Just yourself?

It seems that's quite possible, since I haven't planned to take on any more events since that comic convention.

Asada breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had been granted a pardon. Taking advantage of the director's distraction, she quickly picked up the sea urchin sushi that Takikawa had given her and stuffed it into her mouth, trying to calm her nerves with the delicious food.

If Director Hase had pressed her for an answer, she really wouldn't have known how to respond.

After all, her family...

She stole a glance at Takikawa, her eyes filled with gratitude.

As for Ito... he's a cold-blooded, oblivious man who only cares about money.

Takikawa felt Asada's gaze, the corners of his mouth curved upwards slightly, then returned to normal, and he glanced at Ito triumphantly once more.

“Although the collaboration won’t be finalized until tomorrow,” Director Hase put down his glass, his tone returning to its previous calm, “I need to confirm one thing first.”

"You guys composed that song 'So Annoying' by Takikawa, right?"

“Yes.” Ito nodded, having no doubt about this, since there was no Ado in this world.

"If we collaborate, is it possible to create it within a week?" Director Hase's gaze became professional and profound as he scanned between Ito and Asada.

"I know time is tight. If it's really difficult, we can postpone it for a few days, but no more than three weeks."

Ito was somewhat taken aback by these words, while Takikawa thought that the other party was in a difficult position.

This is also why Takikawa was unwilling to agree on their behalf directly; if they were to actually create something, it would indeed be a great opportunity.

After all, it's a TV series directed by Hase, there's no reason why it wouldn't be a hit.

But time was indeed very tight, and she wasn't sure if Ito could finish.

Before receiving a clear answer from the other party, Takikawa did not dare to give Director Hase an answer.

Although she didn't think Ito would blindly agree just to gain the appreciation of Director Hase.

But what if?

If the other party actually does that, it would almost certainly be an opportunity for Asada to advance to the next level.

Now that he's involved with Asada, can Ito really stay calm...?

"What? You can't finish it?" Director Hase said this without blaming him. "It's really difficult to create a song that fits the theme of 'From Today, It's My Turn!!'. Besides, I can understand if you can't create it in such a short time."

He nodded slightly. "If we can't complete it, then it's just one less collaboration, it's no big deal."

Ito is certainly capable of composing music; it doesn't need that much time at all.

If you want, I can give it to you now.

He was actually taken aback when he first saw the relevant content from Xinye.

After all, not only is the name the same as the TV series from his previous life, but the content is also almost identical.

There are always commonalities among geniuses.

Just like seeing Sailor Moon at a comic convention, the two worlds share the same cultural products.

Of course, the things that appear in the Itoh System Shop will not appear in this world.

"Wait, what do you mean by 'one less collaboration', Director?" Ito noticed the loophole in the other person's words.

Slip of the tongue?

“I lost the opportunity to compose for ‘From Today, It’s My Turn!!’” He paused, glancing meaningfully at Asada, who was eating sea urchin sushi in small bites with her cheeks slightly puffed out. “But I did lose the opportunity to sing the theme song.”

Singing the theme song?!

In their view, this collaboration carries far greater significance than simply creating a theme song.

A few suppressed gasps rose from the private room. The assistant director and the production manager exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

The suggestion to create a theme song is understandable, after all, the songs created by the 'Sakura Bento' group so far are of good quality.

They never even considered singing the theme song.

Using a promising newcomer with weak singing skills to sing the theme song for a big-budget production is quite risky.

Takikawa's eyes widened slightly, clearly not expecting the director to make this decision.

Although Asada has indeed improved rapidly, his opponent's strength is still insufficient.

At least with so many talented singers available, that's certainly true.

According to her memory, Takikawa felt that her singing skills were better than Asada's.

Asada understood. She stopped chewing, her eyes wide open, looking at the director and then at Ito, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Theme song? Who? Her? Wasn't she just here to freeload?

If she felt that getting a free meal would mean putting herself in danger, she put down her chopsticks.

After a brief moment of surprise, Ito regained his composure, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

Ito would never believe the claim that the other party valued Asada's potential and wanted to nurture him.

The other party may genuinely mean well, but they wouldn't use their own work to nurture new talent.

Director Hase would never do something that would lower the quality of his work.

So what exactly did he value in Asada that led him to make such a decision?

“Director Hase,” Ito took a deep breath, his voice steady, filled with gratitude and seriousness, “thank you so much for your great trust and recognition of ‘Sakura Bento’!”

"There's no problem with creating the theme song, but as for Asada singing it, frankly, she's not capable enough right now."

Yes, he had to refuse, refuse this seemingly windfall.

Even if Asada is to sing the theme song, she can't start on Legendary difficulty right away.

If it were just a matter of the singer performing poorly, Ito couldn't imagine how much Asada would be ridiculed.

Even if we use tools to help Asada complete this task, what happens after that?

You can't rely entirely on the system afterward, but if you don't rely on it, how do you explain the differences in singing ability?

Director Hase gave Ito a deep look. "It was my oversight."

Just when Ito thought the other party had given up, Director Hase instead curled up a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Ito,” the director said in a low voice, “Ms. Asada’s abilities are indeed insufficient.”

He leaned forward slightly, landing on Asada, who was clearly frozen in place. The girl still looked bewildered and as if she had 'caused trouble'.

“You only saw the ‘singing skills’,” Director Hase’s voice carried a convincing magic, “but does a work only need perfect technique? Or is ‘perfection’ itself the only answer?”

He tapped the table lightly, making a soft tapping sound.

"Think about it carefully."

"I'm finished eating, you can continue."