Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 5 The Desperate Gap

Asuka subconsciously touched her chest.

Okay, it does seem a bit small...

Her confidence plummeted.

The woman was singing a standard Italian opera.

Although few people watch this on stage, it's a great piece for showing off your skills.

At least for amateurs, being able to sing the whole song with smooth transitions is enough to prove that they have put in a lot of hard work in music.

It's a very appropriate choice for an interview.

Even Nakajima Hiroshi, who knew she was unqualified, nodded slightly.

A typical "hard-working" amateur, with solid professional skills and an excellent attitude.

If she were in another firm, even just looking at her attitude, they might give her a chance.

Pity.

After the performance, both women waited anxiously for feedback.

"Hmm... Her vocal foundation is very solid, and her attitude is very serious."

Hiroshi Nakajima wasn't quite sure who he was referring to.

But Asuka clearly took it to heart; she clutched at her clothes, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

Oh, so all my opponents are this strong?

Compared to her, who occasionally sings off-key, this is undoubtedly a game-changer.

Her attitude and talent were both inferior, and even her beauty, which she was so proud of, seemed less competitive under the woman's superb makeup skills and voluptuous figure.

"but……"

As soon as Nakajima Hiro opened his mouth, Asuka tensed up and perked up her ears.

"The type of artists we are currently looking for may differ somewhat from your main focus."

"If you don't mind, you can leave your resume here. My team and I will review it, and we will let you know if we have any updates."

This was a very tactful rejection, and even Asuka could tell.

A clear look of disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, but she still bowed politely and thanked her.

Throughout the entire process, Asuka remained huddled in a chair in the corner, as if trying to minimize her presence.

Only when the woman in front of her sang a high note did she stiffly raise her hand and gently rub her ears.

The gap is too big.

The stuff I chuckled out in a smoky little bar, yelling through cheap speakers, was a completely different world from what I'd heard in a smoky little bar.

Do I really have a chance...?

Even when Nakajima Hiroshi got up to see the woman off, she didn't notice, and just kept licking her bitten lower lip.

"Okay, I also look forward to the opportunity to work with you."

Nakajima Hiro politely saw the woman off, then turned and walked down the stairs, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes.

There's only one interview left.

Besides that, Asuka is the last chance.

I don't know how quick-witted this child is, and the chances are getting slimmer and slimmer. It would be a lie to say I'm not under any pressure.

Strange noises were coming from the office.

Nakajima Hiroshi frowned, tiptoed over, and moved over.

Hmm... it's Asuka Kirara.

She lowered her head, her lips moving very slightly.

Her slender fingers tapped out a rhythm on her knees, trying to imitate a fragment of the melody she had just heard.

The girl's expression was focused yet awkward, carrying the tension of someone secretly doing something wrong and afraid of being discovered; she clearly hadn't noticed Nakajima Hiro's return.

But this sound...

Hey.

Nakajima Hiroshi sighed inwardly.

He now has serious doubts about whether Asuka has any stage talent, especially after just watching a wonderful performance, the contrast is particularly obvious.

The girl seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up, meeting Nakajima Hiroshi's gaze.

moment.

"I, I, I, I didn't... I didn't steal the skills!"

Asuka jumped up from her chair as if she'd been burned.

His cheeks flushed red, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

"I just... I was just moving around casually!"

"Yes...yes! Just relax a bit!"

She offered a rambling explanation, her eyes darting around in a panic.

Nakajima Hirokazu.

Even the tension of having few chances left was somewhat alleviated by this silly child.

He shook his head, walked back to his office chair, and offered words of comfort.

"Observation and imitation are the fastest ways to learn. Well done, I have high hopes for you."

This is not just polite talk.

Although she doesn't seem to have much talent, her willingness to learn shows that she is motivated, which is a good thing.

However, the blush on Asuka's face quickly spread from her cheeks to her neck.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refute, to say, "I didn't want to learn it."

But in the end, he just pouted, awkwardly hummed in agreement, and sat down again.

My obedience score didn't increase; it remained at 14.

Hiroshi Nakajima was not surprised.

Given Asuka's personality, it's quite remarkable that she's managed to approach the level of an ordinary person in such a short time.

These five points can probably only be achieved through breakthroughs in artistic talent.

With an hour to go before the next interviewee arrives, Asuka is on tenterhooks.

Although Hiroshi Nakajima kept explaining the artist's talents and basics, trying to find out if Asuka had the aptitude and potential to develop, she was clearly a little distracted.

The reason is easy to guess.

After all, he has managed quite a few live streamers, so he can figure out what they're thinking.

We can't let this continue; this state won't improve.

"Asuka, do you lack confidence in yourself?"

"No, no, no... Oh no, there is!"

"Yes, I have confidence. You, you, you're the one who lacks confidence!"

The child is now rambling incoherently.

She wished she could jump out of the window right then and there.

No, I have great confidence in you.

Nakajima Hiroshi's tone was quite serious: "Asuka, I'll say it again, I have high hopes for you."

"However, everyone has their own area of ​​expertise when it comes to talents, and they need proper development and guidance."

"Take it one step at a time, don't rush."

"Speaking of which, of the things I just mentioned, which one are you most interested in?"

"Just now, just now..."

Asuka started stammering.

I was distracted for too long, and my mind is a complete mess.

Soon, like a hungry little animal, she dejectedly admitted, "Sorry... I wasn't concentrating enough just now, so..."

"Tomorrow's Flower Honoka: Obedience score 15/20"

It seems the child has indeed realized his mistake.

"All right."

Nakajima Hiroshi smiled helplessly: "Let's make some adjustments and start over."

At least there's good news; they're only four points behind now.

"Knock knock knock".

A polite knock suddenly sounded on the door.

"Excuse me... is this Nakajima's office?"

The two looked in the direction of the sound.

The first thing that catches the eye is an impeccably sweet smile.

Her bright eyes curved into crescents, her smooth chestnut princess-cut hair was draped over her shoulders, and her light pink dress was well-tailored and fell just above her knees.

They're so cute it's almost unfair.

"Good afternoon, sorry to bother you!"

"My name is Onodera Mizuki. I'm here today for an interview at your firm. Nice to meet you!"

Her voice is also captivating, carrying the unique energy of a young girl.

She walked with light steps and upright posture, looking like a model straight out of a fashion magazine.

I'm cute, I'm professional, and I'm ready to become an idol!

Almost every detail conveys this message.

Asuka Hanaho's breathing became sluggish.

She even felt somewhat ashamed of herself.

If the previous interviewee made her feel the pressure of "professionalism," then this Onodera Mizuki brought a sense of disparity that was utterly disheartening from the moment she appeared.

Nakajima Hiroshi's eyes lit up.

perfect.

This girl, perhaps...

He quickly stood up and solemnly accepted the resume handed to him by the other party.

"Please have a seat, Ms. Onodera."

The paper has a great texture, the layout is beautiful, and the smiles in the photos are indistinguishable from the real people.

At the same time, Onodera Mizuki's control panel also unfolded rapidly.