Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 130 On the Eve of Collapse

Asuka's exhibit features a new dress from Itomoriya that has not yet been released.

Actually... the design is quite average.

Honestly, menswear and womenswear are completely different industries, not to mention the difference between working-class and trendy designer brands.

It's hard.

This can basically be considered courting death.

Even now, Nakajima Hiroshi can see that there are problems with his product selection decisions, so it seems he really needs to improve himself when he gets back.

However, she's truly a clothes hanger; with Asuka's figure, even wrapped in a bath towel...

Well, even wearing certain school uniforms that maximize sexuality can still exude a unique charm.

Not to mention that it is, after all, a dress.

It's certainly not some strange woven bag with peacock feathers stuck in it, right?

"Nakajima, this outfit is so tacky."

Asuka muttered to herself.

"Are they really going to sell this kind of thing...?"

Although Asuka doesn't understand fashion, she can tell whether something looks good or not.

This design is so strange. If someone else wore it, even someone like Shiraishi, they probably wouldn't be able to pull it off.

"Um……"

Hiroshi Nakajima really didn't know how to answer.

Honestly, the designer who came up with this thing should really consider changing careers and doing something else, like summoning tentacle monsters in a nuclear submarine.

"Although it still needs to be tested by the market as a commodity..."

"But I believe that for the author, it must be a satisfying work that embodies his hard work."

"In any case, let's respect and wish our injection provider well."

Yu Shiraishi appeared at the opportune moment and quite subtly resolved the topic.

Okay, okay, I'll remember this answer. I'll use this to fool artists whenever I encounter clients like Tang.

Hiroshi Nakajima finally understood that as an agent, he still had a lot to learn.

"oh……"

"So much hard work..."

Asuka twirled in front of the mirror, then muttered to herself, "You'd better do your best and not disappoint the person who's poured their heart and soul into this."

I don't know if I was talking to the clothes or to myself.

Shiraishi Yu slightly turned her head away.

This clothing design... I really am being too unscrupulous.

However, to be able to pull off clothes like that, you really need a great figure...

Even though she is undoubtedly beautiful, she's not exactly a clothes hanger. Her petite figure has many admirers, but when it comes to pulling off clothes...

(Sigh, I still need to work out a bit when I get back and tone down my belly.)

(Oh no, oh no!)

(I'm almost at my limit!)

Ok?

Hiroshi Nakajima pricked up his ears.

The pheromones reappeared, and this reaction undoubtedly indicated that Shiraishi Yu couldn't hold on much longer.

She is indeed using endocrine bowstrings, and she is nearing the point where she can no longer maintain this state.

This exceptionally reliable pattern is indeed limited.

The next performance...

"I have something to attend to. Excuse me, I'll be back shortly."

"Don't worry, I'll be back before the show starts."

Shiraishi Yu left in a hurry.

After hesitating for a moment, Nakajima Hiroshi followed.

(Damn it, the duration of these lasting effects has been getting shorter and shorter lately, what will happen in the future...)

Yu Shiraishi grabbed her bag, hurriedly squeezed into a parking space, took out a medicine bottle, and roughly poured out a handful of medicine.

The sound of chewing.

(Waaaaah, it's so bitter.)

(As bitter as this damn life.)

(Hehe, this is the truth! This is real speech!)

(Don't swallow it, the more you eat it, the more dependent you will become...)

(Yes, use this flavor as a starting point to adjust and control it.)

(Yu Shiraishi, you can do it! Take control of your body, take control of your mind.)

(Haha, why do I have to work so hard?)

(Since everyone is going to die anyway, just get rotten and decay like me, and accept the tragedy with equanimity!)

(hehe……)

(Wow, why me? Why me of all people?!)

(Why does that damn Asuka get such protection, especially since I'm the one doing all the work to protect her?!)

(...)

Suddenly, the pheromones quieted down.

Yu Shiraishi huddled in the corner, muttering to himself in a dejected yet calm voice.

"No, she had nothing to do with that."

"Yu Shiraishi, you can't blame your dark past on others."

"This is a mistake, it should be corrected, it should..."

Her eyes were somewhat vacant, as if she was desperately trying to convince herself.

But after a long time, he could only let out a sigh.

Yu Shiraishi likely needs medication to use endocrine tonics, and judging from the frequency of her pheromone release just now, the side effects are probably terrifyingly high.

That would be the case, at least for her.

After the performance, she will probably need to be placed under protection.

Judging from his behavior just now, he might do something when his negative emotions are highly concentrated.

While pondering, Nakajima Hiroshi carefully concealed his figure.

Soon, Shiraishi Yu, carrying a small handbag in both hands and wearing a sweet smile, walked gracefully and calmly backstage.

In the pheromones just now, she showed jealousy towards Asuka...

Well, that's not surprising.

Having had her career ruined by malicious attacks, it would be strange if she didn't have negative thoughts about Asuka, who is being protected so much.

But she managed to control herself through medication and her abilities, which means that, at least in this state, she is mostly credible.

Although this line of reasoning is somewhat cruel to Shiraishi Yu, it is necessary to take this step in order to avoid failure.

Furthermore, wouldn't dealing with emotions in this way over a long period of time lead to mental breakdown?

Hiroshi Nakajima didn't know much about mental illness, but he always felt that it wasn't the right path.

Damn it, one of my two star artists might have an hearing problem, and the other has a mental health issue.

Haha, Nakajima's office really has a bright future...

Wait a minute, this line of thinking is so similar to Yu Shiraishi's.

Pheromones can't possibly influence each other, right?

So, is it possible for me to influence her in return by having some good ideas?

This might be considered good news, as at least there is a direction for resolving Shiraishi Yu's problems, unlike Asuka, whose situation remains completely unknown.

Right, I need to find an excuse for my departure, otherwise people will get suspicious.

Nakajima Hiroshi went around again and bought some snacks and electrolyte water, which he distributed to everyone as a temporary energy boost.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the boss asked me to book a hotel. Thank you all for your help."

"If you have time after the performance, please do us the honor of coming to support us. If you are short on time, that's fine too, we will express our gratitude in another way."

Pretending to be there to handle this matter, he returned to Asuka's place.

This isn't actually a typical Japanese thank-you ceremony, but most of the artists who come to perform know each other, so having a meal together isn't a problem.

Only Shiraishi Yu looked somewhat troubled; it seemed she wouldn't last much longer at the dinner party.

Even with medication, it won't work.

But it's okay, Nakajima Hiroshi said, "The boss asked him to book a hotel."

The boss, of course, is Tachibana Misaki.

For these celebrities, the polite courtesies can be handed over; all you need to do is show your face and protect Shiraishi Yu.

We can't let this hero face the side effects alone while everyone else celebrates.

While distributing snacks, Nakajima Hiroshi quickly planned in his mind.

After the performance, I must attend the celebration banquet to express my gratitude, but I can only stay for a maximum of fifteen minutes.

Then, using the excuse that "there are other plans for tomorrow," he led Shiraishi away.

Prepare warm water for her journey; she cannot swallow her medicine dry.

As for accommodation... I can't leave her alone. I need to think of a reason to keep her here, or at least stay by her side.

He wrote down these thoughts one by one, but his face remained expressionless as he organized them.

"The final performance is about to begin, everyone, please!"