Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 2 Obedience Points

really.

A sense of helplessness swept through Nakajima Hiroshi's heart.

Asuka's looks are absolutely stunning; the 39-point rating is enough to prove just how photogenic her face is beneath that cheap smoky makeup.

I've interviewed many applicants before, and very few of them scored above 30 in appearance.

However, good looks aren't that valuable in the idol industry.

He knew all too well that with powerful makeup, filters, and persona packaging, a face that was barely passable could be elevated to a divine beauty.

A pretty face and a good figure are just the entry ticket. What determines how far you can go in the industry is, to a large extent, whether you have potential in the eyes of investors.

And pleasing the investors, naturally...

The problem with Asuka now is that both her talent and obedience have failed.

Obedience, in particular, is more important than talent.

Because once an artist gains popularity, their words and actions are under the public's magnifying glass, leaving almost no room for error.

If someone doesn't follow instructions and can't strictly adhere to the personnel procedures designed by the organization, it's safe to say that even a normal person would eventually collapse.

Conversely, if you are obedient, even if you just sit there peacefully, there are countless ways to make you famous.

Previously, those who came for interviews were able to get around 15 points in the "acceptance of assignments" category.

After all, this is an industry full of dreams, and newcomers usually discipline themselves and are very obedient.

Pity.

If her obedience were at a normal level, with a little refinement, she might be able to cross that passing grade.

Furthermore, Hiroshi Nakajima noticed that the sections for home address and emergency contact person were completely blank on the resume.

In a job interview in Tokyo, this is tantamount to a direct red flag.

Any slightly professional interviewer will immediately question your attitude, sincerity, and even motives.

Therefore, even if ordinary people make things up, they can still fill in the blanks.

Such blank spaces either indicate a complete disconnect from society or the existence of hidden secrets that one does not wish to reveal.

When we got to the work experience section...

Asuka's slender fingers paused slightly, and her breathing became a little rapid.

She clearly hesitated for quite some time before finally making a decision.

The pen fell heavily, writing the four words "bar backup singer".

Hmm... this part probably has problems too.

If this resume is not falsified, then why is the number of experience points 0?

The scratching sound of the pen stopped.

Asuka slammed the form on the table, looked up, and surveyed the shabby office once more, her tone tinged with urgency.

"Finished filling it out."

"So, are you actually managing the accommodations here or not?"

As she spoke, she bit her lip again and added, "...It's okay if you give me less money."

The second half of the sentence was almost audible, barely audible.

It seems she really needs to solve this problem.

Nakajima Hiroshi sighed softly.

If we can actually sign an artist today, arranging accommodation won't be difficult; an apartment in Shimokitazawa can be easily partitioned and used as a dormitory.

The problem is, she simply can't sign it.

With only half a day left, expecting someone to undergo a complete transformation in such a short time is nothing short of wishful thinking.

Continuing to drag things out is just a waste of each other's time.

He looked directly at Asuka's face, which held immense potential, and decided to be more decisive and not waste each other's time.

Nakajima Hiroshi picked up the resume, symbolically examined it for a moment, and then said bluntly.

"I'm sorry, you did not meet our hiring standards."

Asuka's pupils contracted, as if she hadn't heard clearly, and she paused for half a second.

Then, her face turned pale instantly, leaving her completely bewildered.

She was initially very confident, but she was eliminated just by filling out a form. It's really...

But the astonishment lasted only a moment before turning into intense anger.

"What do you mean? Are you messing with me?"

The girl slammed her foot on the table with a loud bang.

As the chair slid backward, her body bounced up.

"What's missing? Tell me what's missing!"

She pressed her hands on the table, glaring fiercely at Nakajima Hiroshi, like an enraged little beast.

That despicable man, he's clearly doing it on purpose!

Tell me, what exactly is wrong with me?

Asuka grew angrier as she spoke, she took two steps back, and before she could regain her balance, she hurriedly raised her right leg.

"Bang!"

The long-legged woman went straight to the table.

"Is her face not pretty enough, or are her breasts and legs not to your liking?!"

Bare little feet pressed down on the resume: "Speak! If you don't give me an explanation today, this isn't over!"

So white it's dazzling.

This kid is too wild.

...However, her flexibility and balance are quite good. With her intense reaction, anyone else would probably have fallen to the ground.

Nakajima Hiroya also felt a sense of helplessness.

He had no doubt that if they disagreed, the child would pounce on him, scratching his face.

"Calm down, sit down, and let's talk slowly."

Hiroshi Nakajima softened his tone, attempting to stabilize the situation.

"I don't!"

Asuka persisted, each word seeming to burst from between her teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense and explain yourself clearly!"

She stood her ground, clearly demonstrating unwavering confidence in her image.

No wonder, Asuka Hanazawa certainly has reason to be proud.

"……good."

Nakajima Hiroshi rubbed his head and pointed to the resume.

"First of all, it's a problem with your attitude."

He pointed out the obvious: "Your address and emergency contact information are both blank; just that alone will deter most places from considering you..."

"I'm an adult! I can be responsible for my actions!"

Asuka retorted, "Besides, you want me as a person, not my family!"

That's an overreaction.

Nakajima Hiro noticed the girl's obvious defensiveness in her words; there was definitely something wrong here, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted this way.

He stopped arguing, got up, and took two cans of chilled orange juice from the small refrigerator in the corner.

"Calm down, have something to drink, and calm down."

He needs to end this pointless standoff as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if I argue with her for too long, I'm afraid the rest of my interviews will be ruined.

"Who cares about your lousy drink!"

The girl retorted angrily.

But a few seconds later, she staggered back and snatched the orange juice.

"Why not drink it if it's free!"

She gave a dismissive snort, then slammed the tab shut.

"Besides, I'm perfectly calm; it's clearly you who's being unreasonable!"

Hiroshi Nakajima was both amused and exasperated.

This child is so easy to please; a can of orange juice seems to be more effective than explaining to her.

He softened his tone: "Okay, you're right."

I might as well just coax her away like that...

"But don't think that's all!"

Well, it seems a can of orange juice won't be enough to sway him.

You need to explain yourself clearly today!

"What exactly is wrong with me?!"

As she spoke, she even raised her hand and patted her chest forcefully: "This is all the real deal."

"Isn't it big enough!?"

Nakajima Hiro sighed inwardly.

I was definitely too optimistic.

However, it seems that I've figured out the rhythm for communicating with Asuka.

"You are indeed very beautiful, that's undeniable."

He chose to give the other party a way out first.

Sure enough, Asuka's impending retort was cut short.

She held the orange juice jar and subconsciously took another sip.

But soon, he glared menacingly at Nakajima Hiroshi, adopting a "let's hear what you have to say" attitude.

This path seems feasible.

Since it's almost lunchtime anyway, I might as well give this kid a little science lesson.

Nakajima Hiroshi's gaze swept across the window.

As lunch break approaches, some workers have already started coming downstairs.

He looked away and tried to soften the situation by addressing her differently: "...Honoka."

"It's Asuka."

The girl interrupted abruptly, her eyes suddenly turning cold: "Don't call me by that name."

"Okay, Asuka."

There's something going on here.

But right now, there's no point in getting entangled with it.

"You might not like this statement, but I have to emphasize it..."

"For artists, or newcomers in any industry, the first thing they must learn is to be obedient."

He paused, then said more bluntly: "In this industry, anyone who wants to make a living has to bow their head first."

"Lower your head?"

Asuka's breath hitched.

Clearly, she was stung by the word, and her movements tensed up again.

But after a long stalemate, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth.

"...I can be obedient too."

After saying that, the girl added, "As long as what you said makes sense."

"Asuka."

Nakajima Hiroshi shook his head, his words somewhat cruel.

"The adult world is irrational."

Seeing that she was about to retort again, Nakajima Hiroshi calmly added, "I know it sounds terrible, but it's the truth."

Upon hearing this, Asuka pursed her lips even tighter.

After a moment, she turned her face slightly away.

The girl stared at the jar of orange juice on the table and let out an annoyed snort.

"……snort."

Sudden.

At the edge of Nakajima Hiroshi's field of vision, the line "Obedience Score: 1/20" flickered slightly.

ByteDance.

"Tomorrow's Flower Honoka: Obedience score 2/20"

Nakajima Hiroshi's pupils contracted.

and many more.

Her statement just now, "As long as what you said makes sense," doesn't seem to be just a simple retort.

In Asuka's logic, this is the right thing to do.

As long as what is said makes sense, she can listen even in the midst of an argument.

No, it should be said that you need to make her feel that you are right.

Essentially, it's still about listening to her own words.

But in this case, we might try to increase her obedience score.

After all, most normal people who come for the interview can get 15 points, while Asuka's total score is only 18 points lower.

If the communication goes well, we might be able to reach the signing criteria.

The afternoon interview is scheduled for 2 p.m., so there are still about two hours to go.

Try it.

My time is running out, so I must seize every opportunity.