Chapter 121: The Casting Couch Incident

Hearing the voice from the news, both Tsukiyomi Ruri and Leona instinctively looked up at the TV.

“News about Yamaguchi-san? What could it be?” Leona asked, surprised.

The anchor said, “The tearful confession Yamaguchi Saki posted on social media today—many of you have probably seen it. It concerns the TV host Aidagawa…”

“What? Yamaguchi-san cried?” Leona’s eyes widened.

“Don’t talk. You’re drowning out the anchor.” Ruri glanced at Leona.

Leona didn’t hear Ruri at all, her eyes wide as she kept watching the news.

The anchor continued, “Not long ago, Yamaguchi Saki filmed a new commercial. But when negotiating the advertising time slot with the TV station, her commercial was pushed back because Aidagawa’s commercial took priority. Strangely, the company that hired Yamaguchi Saki to shoot the ad also hired Aidagawa to shoot a commercial for the same brand, which led to this conflict. Since the company ultimately chose Aidagawa’s ad, it seemed Aidagawa had won this time. However…”

Leona had already opened her phone to find the social media platform where Yamaguchi Saki posted, and found her message.

The anchor on TV continued, “However, today we learned that things are not so simple. The following information has been disclosed unilaterally by Yamaguchi Saki and has not been confirmed…”

Ruri moved over to Leona’s side and looked at the phone.

Today, Yamaguchi Saki had posted a public message, stating that someone had attempted to impose a casting couch situation on her, and because she refused, the commercial she had filmed was being shelved.

She claimed that a certain male celebrity had good relations with the advertising company, so he had orchestrated this incident, tricking her into signing a contract with a trap: if her commercial couldn’t air, she wouldn’t be able to take any other commercials. This would undoubtedly cause her enormous financial loss.

That male celebrity intended to use this to force her into the casting couch, but she would never give in!

As she read, Leona couldn’t help but grit her teeth. “This Aidagawa is truly too much! Bullying Yamaguchi-san like this, it’s hard to swallow this anger.”

With that, Leona immediately searched the internet for information on Aidagawa.

He was a variety show host. The programs he worked on were neither hot nor cold, and his popularity was middling. Because he often hogged the spotlight on his shows and prevented guests from shining, his reputation wasn’t very good.

“A yellow, hedgehog-like hair, squinty eyes—one look and you can tell he’s no good.” Leona concluded after seeing the photo.

Ruri glanced at it and then looked away.

But she was also quite speechless. The commercial she had been part of couldn’t even be aired?

“Ruri, don’t you feel anything?” Leona looked at Ruri, her eyes full of expectation.

“I know what you’re thinking. You want me to teach this Aidagawa a lesson?” Ruri said while eating her bento.

“Yes, yes! As long as you’re willing to step in, that ordinary man Aidagawa will definitely be beaten to a pulp by you,” Leona nodded and said.

“But how do you know he’s ordinary? There are a lot of Reincarnators now,” Ruri replied.

“Eh? Really?” Leona suddenly looked troubled.

She both wanted Ruri to help, and feared the other party might be a Reincarnator. What if Ruri ran into a Reincarnator she couldn’t handle? Then what?

Seeing Leona like this, Ruri patted her on the head and said, “Don’t overthink it. Whether he’s an ordinary person or a Reincarnator, he’s definitely not my match. I’ll find some time to go check.”

“Will it be okay?” Leona asked with concern.

After confirming Ruri was willing to help, Leona then worried about Ruri’s safety.

Ruri nodded seriously and said, “I’m very strong.”

…

Aidagawa was very annoyed.

Yamaguchi Saki was someone he had his eye on for a long time. Sweet, beautiful, and not overly popular—such a person was a capital’s favorite target. After all, she was good-looking and seemed easy to get.

But Aidagawa hadn’t expected his judgment to be wrong. When he tried to force her into the casting couch, she had actually exposed it publicly!

“What was that woman thinking? Normally, even if she was unhappy about me wanting to exploit her, there was no need to go public, right? Wouldn’t that just offend me? Does she even want to stay in the entertainment industry?”

Aidagawa sat on his sofa at home, squinting at the TV but paying no attention to it at all.

Although he was just a host of modest fame, he actually had considerable influence because he had very good relationships with several company presidents.

Just as Aidagawa was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door.

‘Who is it? Not many people in the industry know about this place, and I didn’t order any delivery or takeout.’

Aidagawa was puzzled but got up and went to the entrance. He peeked through the peephole.

Outside stood a short, rotund man who looked harmless.

Seeing this, Aidagawa didn’t think much of it. He first put on a mask, then opened the door.

“Who are you? What do you want?” Aidagawa asked the man.

“Aidagawa, you dared to try to exploit Yamaguchi-san! Die!” The seemingly harmless chubby man suddenly pulled a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed at Aidagawa.

This startled Aidagawa. He quickly stepped back to dodge the attack.

Seeing the man continue thrusting the dagger, Aidagawa gave a cold snort, kicked out and hit the man’s wrist, sending the dagger flying. Then, with another kick, he sent the man flying out into the hallway.

The chubby man’s back slammed into the railing and he stopped, his face turning pale. Clutching his chest, he pointed at Aidagawa, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to speak. His head tilted to the side and he died on the spot.

This made Aidagawa freeze. He frowned and stepped forward to check.

“Dead? He died just like that?” Aidagawa’s expression darkened.

But he wasn’t too worried. After all, the other party had attacked him with a dagger first. This could be considered self-defense.

Thinking this, Aidagawa turned to look at the dagger. The moment he saw it, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression turned extremely unpleasant.

“Fake?” Aidagawa blurted out.

The so-called dagger was actually made of latex. Inflated, it looked like a dagger, but it was actually soft and squishy. Even if you stabbed someone with all your strength, it wouldn’t do any real damage.