man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 213 [212] Who is the scumbag? (twenty three)

"Takiya-san."

Shiina Iori sat on the minibus, turned her head in confusion, and looked at the manager lady next to her.

"If I remember correctly, my part-time job should just be someone else's boyfriend?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and signaled to the camera team on the car who were carrying all kinds of equipment, big bags, small bags, cannons, small cannons, and various equipment, with a dazed look on their faces.

"Is our company going to switch to making idol dramas?"

"of course not."

Ai Takiya smiled wryly.

Today's manager Sang is still wearing a close-fitting suit and skirt.

The legs were neatly closed together and sideways, and the high-heeled shoes on the feet were slightly tipped, probably a little uncomfortable.

She whispered next to Iori and explained, the light-colored lipstick was faintly shining in the sunlight refracted by the window, and the clothes on her body smelled of lavender—or perhaps perfume.

"Didn't you say it on the phone yesterday, this is the company's publicity strategy!"

"It's for publicity!"

Shiina Iori was even more baffled: "What are you doing to promote a rental boyfriend and collaborate with an otome game company? Generally speaking, shouldn't you invite voice actors and idols?"

Ai Takitani glanced at the staff of the publicity team around her, almost put her head on Shiina Iori's shoulder, and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, it's because our company didn't ask for money, and even posted a lot of them, as long as the app is signed and synchronized." publicity."

"You don't know, last month, due to a lot of traffic diverted by other rental companies, the overall performance of our club fell by 30%. President Hamaoka was so angry that he poured me three bottles of wine in the office."

"This month, she has thought of many ways to make our club famous!"

Takitani Ai said while snapping her fingers: "Kanzaki and Mizuki are promoting models, Daisuke and his boyfriends went to the street to promote, Okada and the others were even worse, they went to the underground bar to sing all night."

"Comparatively speaking, our side is much better, it's just a real-life boyfriend and a game linkage."

"Actually, it's just posing for a few photos and reciting lines."

"In addition, their company will make a game character based on you in the future, and you can also play their games if you have the opportunity."

Shiina Iori waved his hand: "Forget it, it's strange to think about attacking yourself in the game."

While the two were talking, the minibus suddenly braked suddenly.

Takitani Ai, who kept staying close to Iori's side, flickered suddenly.

"boom."

He bumped his head against Iori's chest like a cow.

Ai Takitani felt her nose hurt, and her face seemed to be imprinted on a hard wall.

His shoulders were firmly held.

"Are you okay?"

Shiina Iori didn't feel anything.

At this angle of collision, he couldn't touch the big rabbit at all.

Those lucky perverts from the perspective of gods in romance novels are indeed fake.

"No, it's fine."

The agent lady rubbed her nose, put her palms on him, and her eye circles were a little red from the pain:
"Iori, you are too hard."

"well enough?"

While the two of them were muttering to each other, the staff of the photography team next to them had already stepped out of the car door with the car on their backs, and each of them moved very quickly, as if they had been used to it for a long time.

When the two got out of the car along the crowd, the filming and recording teams were looking for locations according to the scheduled set, and by the way, they were waiting for the team on the previous set to finish filming—the shooting locations here are all booked in advance, and then they will be allocated within the scheduled time in turn in use.

It's still a while before filming starts.

"Ah~!"

Before Shiina Iori started reading the script book, she heard a familiar voice next to her.

Turning his head, he saw Aiba Chiho, who was being put on makeup by a female agent in front of the small table, waving at him.

But with just such a turn of the head, the make-up artist who was thrushing the eyebrows accidentally lost his hand and bent an extra hook line on the small face.

"First do the makeup for my old lady, and then go to Shiina-kun!"

The female manager pressed Chiho's little head, warning her viciously.

So, Aiba Chiho was forced to put on makeup obediently.

"Is Aiba-san with me too?"

Shiina Iori turned to ask Ai Takitani.

"Yes~"

When Takiya likes to talk, he can't help squinting his eyes and laughing: "But Chiho-chan from the heroine's perspective doesn't need to read lines, she just needs to be cute!"

As she spoke, she lightly poked Yizhi's waist with the tip of her elbow: "Although our club does not allow internal distribution in principle, but for the sake of the two of you being unexpectedly suitable, this opportunity is reluctantly given to you!"

"Hold it well! Iori-kun~"

The agent's tone was ambiguous.

That's what I said, but even Shiina Iori can tell that Ms. Takiya is just worried about handing over a 'special' child like Chiho to someone else.

It's just. Do you feel relieved if you give it to me?

Shiina Iori glanced helplessly at the manager.

Feeling underestimated.

"Ah~!"

After putting on her makeup, Aiba Chiho stepped on a pair of small brown leather shoes and ran towards Iori, waving her hands high in greeting.

The make-up artist and the female manager behind them both smiled helplessly and crossed their hips.

Just as Shiina Iori was about to reach out his hand to catch the girl who seemed about to crash into his arms, a mobile phone was held high in front of his eyes.

【Very good!Fortunately, Iori, you are here. 】

[I was still worrying about how to play against each other just now! 】

[I'm so nervous. 】

Aiba Chiho tilted her head while holding the phone, looking at Iori's expression from the side of the phone.

As if finally relieved.

Shiina Iori was puzzled: "I don't know how to match up, aren't we both newcomers?"

Aiba Chiho was startled when she heard the words, then immediately shook her head quickly.

Crackling and typing on the phone under his hands.

[No, no, no! 】

[Iori, you just need to bring out the feeling of playing with girls in the palm of your hand! 】

[Oshima-san said that the scumbag's acting skills are top-notch! 】

【I believe you! 】

Aiba Chiho stuck her small head out from behind the phone, looked at him seriously, her big eyes were beeping and flickering.

Make a fist in your hand.

express full confidence in him.

Shiina Iori looked at her in bewilderment.

Who is the scumbag?

I do not know how?
After expressing her full trust in Iori, Aiba Chiho blushed, bowed her head carelessly, and continued typing.

[Also, when shooting.]

[Iori, can you be gentle? 】

[I'm a little nervous. 】

Aiba Chiho seemed a little embarrassed, after raising the phone this time, she didn't dare to continue looking at him.

Shiina Iori didn't know, so: "It's possible, but there should be no action in the photos and scenes we want to take?"

Aiba Chiho was typing to explain, when the filming crew suddenly started shouting.

"The previous filming is over!"

"Props! Are the props ready?"

"OK!"

"Hey! Sakurai-kun, change your clothes!"

"Act One."

"Go to bed!"

　Second more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)