Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 141 Half True, Half False

Training room.

Asuka sat on the yoga mat, furrowing her brows, and gently massaged her calves.

When did I start getting used to relieving the soreness after practice like this?

It seems like it was originally Nakajima Hiroshi's job...

Stray hairs fell down her forehead, obscuring half of her eyebrows and eyes.

During normal practice, you should tie your hair up properly, that's what Hiroshi Nakajima taught him.

But now, even if he doesn't follow the rules, he won't sternly straighten his shoulders and tell him how important this is for safety.

Asuka felt that her affection had been taken away by Shiraishi Yu.

I am indeed very grateful to the other party for the commercial order.

No.

Every time she thinks of this section, Asuka feels even more annoyed.

This woman, whom she had unknowingly come to regard as her greatest enemy, had inadvertently shown her kindness. Even out of the most basic sense of loyalty, she shouldn't harbor hostility towards Shiraishi Yu.

It sucks.

Sweat beads trickled down the side of his neck, quietly seeped into his collarbone, and then soaked into his clothes.

It's sticky and uncomfortable.

The girl stayed there for a long time.

long time.

She sighed, wiped her palms haphazardly with her training clothes, and then pushed herself up from the floor.

Asuka, you can't be an ungrateful person. Put away your dark side.

Let's pack it up.

Asuka seemed to have figured something out, but when she looked at her team members, she felt a wave of annoyance for no reason.

She couldn't figure it out.

Whether it's leading a group now or being a pure entertainer, it seems to be making him increasingly distant from Hiroshi Nakajima.

But ironically, these seem to be the only reason connecting the two.

Waaah...

Let's focus on the present first.

Asuka uses a seemingly positive attitude to avoid the problem.

She looked in the mirror and put on a stiff, polite smile. Although she had practiced it for a long time, it still looked quite awkward.

I've even overheard other newcomers secretly gossiping about "that celebrity with a scandalous past who always fakes a smile."

If it were me in the past, I would definitely rush up, grab the other person's hair, and beat them until they apologized, but...

What the hell? When did I become such a timid and hesitant woman?

Hiroshi Nakajima, Hiroshi Nakajima...

Hiroshi Nakajima's office light was still on.

The agency has been quite busy lately, dealing with commercial orders, new recruits, and dealing with Kuroda Karito—all situations that require a lot of effort.

Nakajima Hiroshi and Shiraishi Yu squeezed into a room again to discuss matters.

It's happening again...

"I'll call her over."

Hmm.

Who are you calling? Me?

Asuka quickly shrank back and tiptoed away.

Hehehe, Nakajima Hiroshi, you finally remembered me.

"Hello, this is Nakajima Hiroshi."

"Thank you for coming to the office. I have something I need to discuss."

"No, don't worry, I won't do such a silly thing."

...So they were looking for someone else.

Could it be another woman?

Asuka, her face drooping, bit her lower lip and dawdled as she returned to the practice room.

Anyway, my hearing is very good, so I can hear what you're saying even if you're far away.

Out of sight, out of mind.

No problem!

Frustrated, she grabbed the towel, only to find it useless. She then angrily slammed it onto the yoga mat with a dull thud.

Soon, Momochi appeared at the entrance of Nakajima's office.

Having betrayed this place before, she lingered at the door for quite a while.

I felt uneasy.

What will Hiroshi Nakajima do?

Should I slam my fist on the table and yell at her, hurl insults, or coldly make her sign an even harsher agreement?

Or, like Kuroda, he might use some method she can't refuse to completely bind her to his chariot?

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Come here.

"Mr. Nakajima, I've arrived."

"Come to this room."

Nakajima Hiroshi put on a polite smile, showing no mockery despite the other party's betrayal.

The promise made on the phone just now that he "wouldn't do such a pointless thing" meant calling her over for a verbal attack.

As expected, it was a woman again.

Hiroshi Nakajima, you...

you……

Asuka realized that she had no right to blame the other party, and that being surrounded by women was a matter of course for a manager.

hateful!

Damn it, damn it!

How can such a ridiculous profession exist? What should we do...?

Momochi Momo had just sat down when she looked at Shiraishi Yu.

"Yu Shiraishi".

Yu Shiraishi extended his hand proactively: "I am currently one of the team leaders at Nakajima's office."

"Hyakuchi Peach".

After Momochi politely shook hands, she looked at Nakajima Hiroshi.

"Our partners."

Nakajima Hiroshi did not emphasize the betrayal. Although he could no longer treat the other party as one of his own, it was still beneficial to maintain a facade of respect since they hadn't completely broken ties.

"Mr. Nakajima, tell me, what do you need?"

"Of course, it's to deal with Kuroda Karihito."

Nakajima Hiroshi took out the materials he had prepared beforehand, which were photos of the artists edited from the live video. Each person had a full-body photo and a close-up of their face.

"Kuroda Karihito has also successfully completed his performance."

"I could guess that."

Momochi took the photos and glanced at a few quickly: "His resources are deeply entrenched, he's not so easy to deal with."

"I need to know who these artists are. Do you know them?"

Nakajima Hiroshi didn't exchange many pleasantries; no matter how tactful he was, the matter was still the same.

"Mr. Nakajima, I don't want to get involved in your dispute with Kuroda."

Momochi carefully chose her words: "I'm very sorry for changing my mind. I'm willing to compensate for the losses I've caused, even exceeding that amount is fine. I hope you..."

"Ms. Momochi, you must realize one thing."

Nakajima Hiroshi shook his head; he wasn't so easy to talk to on this matter.

"For people like me and Kuroda, once we get involved, there's no way we can stay out of it."

"If you don't help me deal with Kuroda, Kuroda will demand that you point your gun at me. This is a proven fact."

"Your chances of winning aren't high. Even if you choose to side with someone, it should be Kuroda Karito."

Momochi Momo doesn't shy away from this issue.

During the time she was coerced by Nakajima Hiroshi, she did do some things.

If his own artists don't actually perform, then the threat of contracts held by Hiro Nakajima can gradually disappear.

As long as the travel itinerary is properly documented, it can be claimed that the subordinate signed it in a daze, thus minimizing the problem.

This is why Nakajima Hiroshi was so eager to solidify his relationship with her.

He also knew that he couldn't possibly eat the Hundred-Peach Trees for the rest of his life with what he had.

Even if they knew the other party was a traitor, they were now at loggerheads with Kuroda and certainly couldn't let a fence-sitter side with him.

"Whether or not we can cooperate with Kuroda is something you know better than I do."

Hiroshi Nakajima took out a stack of documents.

"I've taken down several of his subordinates, including those responsible for taking secret photos, professional lawyers, and quite a few shady characters."

Of course, apart from the lineage of Wuwanjun, the others are all made up.

But Momochi really can't tell if this is true or false, unless she is originally a member of Kuroda's camp.

Therefore, while she was looking through the documents, Nakajima Hiro kept an eye on her eyes to see if she reacted strangely to the fake documents.

not at all.

Momochi Momo truly had no idea whether these things were genuine or not.

"You should have met quite a few of these people. Kuroda didn't protect a single one of them. They were all taken down by us or defected to the right side."

Nakajima Hiroshi's nonsense is a mix of truth and falsehood.

"He's not as powerful as you think."

"And we are not at a disadvantage as you think."