The bustling streets of Tokyo, after a night of commotion, returned to normal the next day. Neither the police nor the news reporters mentioned the chaos and disturbances from the previous night. As ordinary people, they knew nothing—absolutely nothing.
For them, last night had been just another uneventful evening.
Mira Tsubakihara had made her move, and the Boyman Family naturally refused to be outdone. However, they had not expected Mira Tsubakihara to be so ruthless. More importantly, she controlled a terrifying force. In a single night, the Black Dragon Society was almost completely wiped out.
Combined with pressure from the Nogami Family, Boeyman had no choice but to back down and lie low.
The television news remained silent, and there wasn't a single article related to last night's events in the newspapers. Instead, the front page was filled with entertainment news, the most eye-catching feature being a photo of a beautiful young idol dressed in glamorous clothing.
Her long pink hair, charming smile, and strikingly voluptuous figure naturally drew attention. She was undeniably attractive.
At the same time, a bold headline occupied the most prominent spot on the page, as if deliberately designed to catch everyone's eye.
[Exposed! The True Face of the New Generation's Popular Idol, "Yumenoki Seika"...]
In today's era, entertainment scandals attracted far more attention than anything else. After reading the article, countless fans discovered that their beloved idol, Yumenoki Seika, was allegedly dating more than a dozen men at the same time and living an extremely promiscuous lifestyle.
The comments and criticism came flooding in.
"Bang—!!!"
At the idol agency, Yumenoki Seika slammed the newspaper onto the table. Yumenoki was her real surname, while "Seika" was merely her stage name. At that moment, her expression was extremely ugly as she shouted at the old man seated across from her.
"President! This is completely baseless!" the pink-haired idol yelled furiously, her face flushed red. "Dating a dozen boyfriends? Promiscuous and unfaithful? This is slander! It's defamation!"
"You're firing me because of some tabloid rumors? I'm the most popular idol in the group! My future is brighter than anyone else's! President, what exactly are you trying to do?!"
"Seika," the president said with a sigh, shaking his head, "that may have been true before. These reports have had an enormous impact on the company and caused your popularity to plummet. If we don't terminate your contract, the entire idol group may not survive. I'm sorry, but I have no other choice."
"Someone is deliberately framing me! Can't we just clear things up at a press conference?!" Seika protested unwillingly.
"It's too late for that now. Of course I know someone is targeting you," the president replied with another sigh. "But the people behind this are fully prepared, and they're individuals we can't afford to offend. A press conference won't accomplish anything."
"It's incredibly difficult for an idol to recover once her image has collapsed."
Yumenoki Seika was unwilling to accept it. Her career had only just begun to flourish, yet it was now being destroyed by something like this. The company intended to terminate her contract, and she would fall from a top idol to an obscure third-rate performer.
She simply couldn't accept it.
"However, if you're truly unwilling to give up, there is still one way for you to return to the idol industry and even rise higher than before. It depends on whether you're willing to do it," the president said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled a document from beneath the desk before handing it to her.
"What way?"
Yumenoki Seika had no intention of leaving the idol world in disgrace. She was determined to seize every opportunity. She refused to fail like this, especially after being slandered and framed.
She took the document and found that it contained a simple profile of an unfamiliar young man. Aside from basic information, there was also a blurry photograph, though his appearance was still somewhat recognizable.
Judging by his age, he seemed younger than her.
What was the meaning of this?
"President, are you suggesting I work with this person? But he's just an ordinary guy... and a man at that!" Yumenoki Seika said indignantly.
Work with him?
The president nearly broke into a cold sweat.
He's Ms. Mira Tsubakihara's man.
Suppressing those thoughts, he said, "You're misunderstanding me, Seika. What I mean is that you should approach him and earn his favor."
Yumenoki Seika's pupils trembled.
For a moment, she thought she had misheard him.
"What?!"
"Your current situation is extremely difficult. Unless you're willing to give up and leave the industry, the only person who can help you turn things around is him," the president said calmly, folding his hands beneath his chin. "If you're willing to make sacrifices and gain his support, your situation can change."
Yumenoki Seika bit her lip tightly. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
"Does it really have to come to this?"
This kind of thing...
"This is your only opportunity. This gentleman is no ordinary person. If you can gain his support, not only can you resolve the current public opinion crisis, but with his help, you may even become a true national idol."
At the banquet a few days earlier, Kazuma had become the center of attention. Not only had he drawn the hostility of the Boyman Family, but he had also attracted many people eager to gain his favor. The president of this agency was one of them.
Originally, after being framed and slandered, Yumenoki Seika's career had begun a rapid decline. Her future likely involved becoming an underground idol catering to wealthy patrons who admired her beauty and charm.
If nothing changed, she would eventually become little more than a plaything for those powerful men.
However, the president believed that, compared to such a fate, being introduced to the young man who had shone so brilliantly at the banquet two days ago was a far better option.
Unfortunately, Yumenoki Seika knew none of this.
She stared at the young man in the photograph with complicated emotions. She understood what the president was implying: exchanging herself for an opportunity, trading something precious for her future. She wasn't foolish.
No...
It seemed the president wanted more than just a one-time arrangement.
Wasn't that even more excessive?
Although securing the support of a powerful figure could guarantee her future, she had never imagined she would face such a situation herself.
The hidden rules she had always heard about had finally reached her.
Yet she couldn't bring herself to refuse.
She wanted to continue being an idol.
If this could truly help her...
The pink-haired idol bit her lower lip and finally made up her mind.
"I understand. I'll... give it a try."
He looked like a student, perhaps even a high school student. Did he really possess that much influence?
Yumenoki Seika couldn't help but feel skeptical.
Still, compared to the middle-aged wealthy men who constantly invited her to dinner, he was already a much better option.
If he truly possessed such power and could give her what she wanted, then following him wasn't entirely unacceptable.
Yumenoki Seika sighed deeply, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
— — — — — — — — — —
When they arrived at Morita Hospital, Kazuma happened to be there.
His whereabouts were usually difficult to predict. Aside from school, it was almost impossible to know where he would appear. However, after Rurikawa Tsubaki's appearance at Morita Hospital that day, the location had become known to them as well.
Fortunately, when they arrived with the gifts, Kazuma happened to be there.
There wasn't a single person at the hospital entrance, creating an inexplicably eerie atmosphere, as if something terrifying and dangerous lurked inside. However, perhaps realizing they harbored no ill intentions, Rurikawa Tsubaki did not make things difficult for them.
The people from the idol agency met Kazuma.
"If I remember correctly, I don't know any of you, do I?" Kazuma watched the staff unloading gift boxes from the car in the distance, his expression somewhat peculiar.
"Of course, Mr. Kazuma wouldn't know insignificant people like us. Ever since I heard about what happened at the charity gala, I've admired you for a long time, so today I specifically came to pay my respects and present a gift. This is our token of appreciation, so please don't refuse!"
Seeing the enormous gift box, both Kazuma and Rurikawa Tsubaki twitched at the corners of their mouths. They already knew what was inside; even the faintest sound of breathing could not escape their senses.
So you're trying to tempt me with a sugar-coated bullet?
Your intentions are certainly surprising.
"You're being awfully generous with these gifts. You don't happen to need my help with something, do you?"
"No, no, we simply wanted to get acquainted with you," the president said, deliberately avoiding any mention of Yumenoki Seika. "And if you like, you're welcome to visit our agency anytime. Our idols are all very talented."
"An agency? Idols?"
Kazuma stroked his chin, seemingly recalling something. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Since it's a gift given in good faith, I'll accept it. However, don't leave just yet. There are a few things I'd like to ask."
Kazuma turned around.
"Tsubaki, take this gift box inside. I'll have a chat with these gentlemen."
"Yes, Master."
Watching the frail-looking young girl effortlessly lift the box and carry it into the hospital with a relaxed expression, the president nearly popped his eyes out of their sockets. The eldest daughter of the Rurikawa family had only undergone such a transformation after following him. Kazuma truly was a monster who appeared once in a millennium.
Choosing him had indeed been the correct decision.
"Please ask whatever you'd like. I'll tell you everything I know."
"Since you're the president of an idol agency, you must know a lot about underground idols. Places where wealthy people indulge themselves... those exist, don't they?" Kazuma asked with a faint smile. "Can you tell me about them?"
"..."
The president wiped the sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth.
"That underground playground does exist. It was built by Boeyman to curry favor with the wealthy. Although the Boyman Family has fallen into trouble, that place was never shut down. Many rich people still go there to enjoy themselves."
"Although I don't know the exact location, someone else does. One of the directors has dealt with us several times, and he's a regular customer there..."
Having obtained quite a bit of useful information, Kazuma was in an excellent mood. After sending the president away, he returned to the hospital and looked at the gift box placed before him with a subtle expression.
After a moment of contemplation, he finally unwrapped the gift box. In an instant, the girl, wrapped and bound in cloth strips, appeared before Kazuma's eyes.
The true nature of the gift also surfaced: it was a naked Idol girl, blushing fiercely as she stared at Kazuma.
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