Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 782



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Episode 782

“I don’t think you’ll believe me no matter what I say. If I tell you why, will you believe me?”

Misato relaxed her shoulders as if she had no intention of fighting. Her relaxed attitude only made Himura even more angry.

“This is something that shouldn’t have been given a reason in the first place. If you put your mind to it and find a reason for something ugly, there’s nothing you can’t do.”

“Look, you don’t even have the heart to listen.”

“It’s not that you don’t want to talk about it. Even if you think about it, it’s too much. Right? Have you decided not to care about Seiko anymore?”

Now that there’s a replacement called Tomoe, does that mean there’s nothing wrong with Seiko?

“Do you think of it as a consumable that you don’t care whether it breaks or not?”

“no.”

“If not, tell me why!”

At Himura’s rebuke, Misato let out a sigh for the umpteenth time today.

“Seiko wants to go out.”

Himura’s head became empty.

“You’re saying that now… … .”

Seiko wants to go to ‘New Asa’?

It was the same three years ago. Seiko wanted to leave, so she was sent out, and what happened?

“That’s an excuse! Don’t you even have the heart to convince others?! You piece of trash!”

Himura ended up swearing.

“Don’t act so noble when you’re using Seiko’s feelings of following you like a parent to your advantage! How on earth did you become such a person!”

“That’s why I told you. Even if I explain the reason, you won’t listen. You have to hear the reason from Seiko.”

“Don’t run away… … !”

“stop.”

Stop it, you say?

Himura felt like he was going to throw up.

Misato wasn’t even making the slightest effort to prove her legitimacy.

If the responsibility for explanation is passed on to Seiko, what can Himura do? What reason can Himura give to refute what she wants to do?

Should we say that Misato is using Seiko? Do you think Seiko will notice that?

“Go talk to Seiko. I won’t talk to you again until then. This isn’t something I can explain.”

“… … .”

Himura jumped up from his seat.

“Once I hear your story, you won’t be able to run away.”

After leaving the headquarters office, Himura immediately looked for Seiko. Fortunately, she was inside the company.

I was thinking of canceling all my schedules and having an interview, but it seems like I don’t have any specific schedules.

“What’s going on, Himura?”

Seiko obediently responded to Himura’s call.

This was the first time Himura had called Seiko so unilaterally, so she looked a little nervous.

The office of the director of the idol management office 2 is located inside the office. However, the entire wall is made of glass, so it is practically connected to the office.

Normally I would leave the door open to give it as much openness as possible, but this time it was different.

Himura closed the door and pulled down all the blinds on the wall. A solitary cell was created, blocking out all views in the office.

“Is this important?”

“Please sit down first.”

“I told you to speak informally.”

Seiko sat across from Himura’s desk and stared at him blankly. Her eyes were innocent and innocent, as if she knew nothing.

“Ms. Seiko.”

“Ha. Yes, Director Himura. Why are you like that?”

“I heard you’re going to appear on ‘New Asa’.”

“however?”

“This is the episode where Tomoe appears.”

“that’s right.”

“Why are you going out?”

“Because I want to help Misato.”

When he heard only ‘Misato’, Himura was delighted. However, when he heard the following ‘I want to help you’, he couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

What he expected was ‘Misato asked for help’. But Seiko spoke as if she was going out of her own free will.

‘No, of course it would be.’

If Seiko had a brain, she would naturally say this. If she revealed that Misato forced her to do it, Misato would become the worst bitch in the world.

“Misato asked you to do that, right?”

“No, I said I was going out.”

“No one is watching or listening. You can tell the truth.”

“If no one is watching or listening, you should change your speech. I hate seeing you acting all showy at work.”

“… …Tell me the truth.”

Seiko crossed her arms.

Thoughts are also revealed in gestures. Seiko’s gestures are defensive. It is clear that she does not want to reveal her true feelings.

He usually crosses his arms and looks down on others, but crossing his arms now is clearly showing a defensive mentality.

certainly.

“It’s true and all… … because it’s unfair.”

Himura was flustered for the second time when an unexpected word popped out.

“Unfair, what do you mean?”

“‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’ is Himura’s work, right? I helped you with it.”

“Help me… … .”

ah.

This is what Girls’ League and Bugbug are talking about when they present ‘Light Speed ​​Constancy’ at the Tokyo Fashion Collection.

The speed of light is a song created by Seiko.

It became a hot topic when the first episode was aired. Not only that, it also attracted attention by selling Seiko’s name.

“I mean, the song. Don’t you remember?”

“I remember… … that it was unfair… … .”

A look of disgust appeared on Seiko’s face.

“Wow, is Himura that type of person? Someone who desperately hides things that are disadvantageous to them? Of course it’s unfair. I’m part of the singer management department, and I ended up helping Himura when he was at odds with the department head, Misato. Do you have any obligation to me?”

Do you have any sense of duty?

“No, no… … .”

It’s not like Mom and Dad are fighting.

Himura would be like an uncle to Seiko who occasionally visits her home. In contrast, Misato is the parent who raised Seiko.

If the two were to fight, of course I would take Misato’s side. Morally, and also because of Seiko’s personal feelings.

“It’s basic, don’t you understand? The future of Webex is bleak.”

Seiko explained everything from start to finish in a calm manner, like a teacher teaching a dumb student.

“I am the so-called traitor. Do you understand?”

“uh…….”

“Since you helped Himura, you should help Misato too, right? We need to balance the scales. Do you understand?”

“huh…….”

“I love Misato just as much as she loves me. I want to help Misato. That’s why I’m trying to help her. Do you understand this too?”

“… … .”

“So what… … I was trying to help my junior Tomoe. The Girls’ League went on a show with me and became a huge star that swept Japan. Tomoe should be grateful that she was discovered by Misato.”

Girls League.

“Yeah, Seiko, you said something good. If you go out and lose, what will happen to your image?”

“Are you asking if that would indirectly lead to suicide?”

Himura froze. His pupils trembled violently, his heart shrank, his blood vessels constricted, and his entire body became hot.

Seiko is right.

Himura was worried that the events of three years ago would happen again. But that wasn’t something he should ask about publicly.

The moment you ask that, you are ignoring Seiko. It’s the same as asking, ‘Are you going to jump again?’

“No, I’m trying to protect your image as a noble person… … .”

“okay?”

Seiko didn’t seem to believe it at all.

“Thank you for thinking of me, but you don’t have to worry.”

“… … Because there’s no way Ga-hu would lose?”

“Why are you saying such strange things? Of course!”

I want to say that, but.

“I know you won’t. It’s a competition. No, just watch the Girls’ League and you’ll know. There’s no such thing as an absolute win. You have to go in knowing that.”

Himura was surprised to see Seiko looking so grown up. She was definitely different from three years ago.

Three years ago, Seiko entered New Asa with the mindset of ‘I will prove my worth by defeating the Girls’ League in the competition.’

However, the current Seiko steps forward purely with the intention of ‘helping Misato.’

These two are worlds apart.

The former doesn’t think about when he loses, but the latter thinks about when he loses.

Seiko has grown. I want to believe that, but I can’t believe it without asking. Since Seiko has already brought up the unpleasant keyword…

“Do you know what you’ll feel like when you lose?”

“Himura.”

Seiko smiled kindly. She had the eyes of a mother embracing her child who is lacking.

It’s humiliating.

“I used to have a mental illness. Since ancient times, illnesses are curable, right? Even broken bones can be cured, so why can’t the mind be cured? I went to the hospital diligently. I took my medicine without missing a single one.”

This was true.

Himura was afraid of psychiatry because of Seiko.

For example, this happened often.

‘Himura! Ayumu from the company next door has over 1 million subscribers on her iTube channel! She’s a contemporary singer like me, so why is she doing better than me?’

‘No, why are you asking me that, I’m the person in charge of idol management… … .’

‘Why does my iTube channel look like this!’

‘No one wants to know about the structure of the neck muscles… … .’

‘Aren’t you doing your job properly?!’

There are times when Seiko gets upset over something so ridiculous. It seems to happen quite often. No, almost every day?

Anyway, sometimes a savior comes to Himura. It’s Misato who follows Seiko around and forcibly gives her medicine.

‘Seiko-chan, it’s time to take your medicine.’

‘Eh, already? I don’t want to eat… … .’

‘Ugh! I have to eat it!’

‘okay…….’

So Seiko took the medicine and started teasing Himura again.

‘Anyway, Himura, aren’t you too into it these days? You’re going to inherit the company, so why are you so passionate? Are you? Are you? Why am I here, hehe, huh?’

After taking the drug, Seiko acts like someone who has lost 80% of her brain.

In an instant, she lost all her energy and will, lay down on the nearest sofa, and stared at Sungpil’s picture for hours.

‘Hehehe, you’re handsome.’

That’s how Himura came to fear psychiatry.

Just as he works out to stay healthy, he hired a mental care coach and started meditating to avoid becoming like Seiko.

Anyway, that’s not the important thing. Seriously, Seiko has been receiving psychiatric treatment for three years.

“I’m healthy, so don’t worry.”

Seiko smiled brightly.

When he saw that, a spring breeze blew through Himura’s chest. He was so proud that he almost cried, but objectively, this was not a good situation for Himura.

‘Oh, no. It’s not that I’m uneasy because the situation is not good for me, it’s that I’m uneasy because the future is not certain.’

This could also be one of Seiko’s lies. Or maybe Misato told her to lie.

“Seiko, I’ll be honest with you. I don’t trust you.”

“I don’t trust you… … .”

“I am against this.”

“If you object, what can you do, Himura?”

“… … .”

“I’m Kafuya. I do whatever I want. In fact, I betrayed the Singer Management Headquarters and helped Himura. My department can’t stop me, so how can Himura stop me?”

“… … Misato, didn’t say anything?”

“I did. I stopped him much more severely than Himura.”

“however?”

“I told you. I’m healthy. Misato knew that too. She went to the hospital with me, gave me medicine, was always by my side, and practically lived in the same house as me.”

“How can you be sure of that… … .”

“Oh, this is really annoying! The doctor said it was okay, but why are you, Himura, acting like this?”

“… … ?!”

“Are you a doctor?! A doctor?! I am 100% healthy! No one can hurt me!”

Seiko took out her phone and placed it on the desk. Then she opened Twitter and searched for her name.

Himura was terrified.

“No, Seiko! Stop it! I’ll die! I’ll die!”

“No, I can do it! I’m healthy!”

Seiko, who was quickly scrolling through the text, came across a certain Twitter account.

[Honestly, Seiko is trash, yes, confirmed as an old lady.]

[Last year’s Kohaku Uta Gassen was amazing. Why should I watch an old lady dance and shake her chest? Wwww]

[If you have money to spend on skin, donate it to society~]

“… … .”

Seiko blocked the account with a leisurely touch. She wiped the sweat that had formed on her forehead.

“Whew, you see? It’s nothing.”

“… … Seiko. How did you get so strong?”

“It’s nothing. I just got rid of the delusion that I can now control the world as I wish.”

Seiko closed her eyes with a refreshing smile on her lips.

“I can’t turn someone who curses at me into a fan overnight. If there’s a reason I get cursed at, I can’t change it all. I’m just a human being, even though I’m a slut. Of course, I still get hurt when I get cursed at, but there are people who like me that much.”

Seiko opened her closed eyes.

All the cloudiness she had shown in the past had disappeared, and only her clear eyes shone.

“I decided to live like that.”

“… … .”

Seiko, you’ve really gotten stronger.

thank god.

thank god.

Fortunately, though.

‘This is a big problem for me, just like this.’

What happens when Seiko goes out to Tomoe and Nyuasa? Himura already knows the ending.

‘It will probably have the same level of recognition as the Girls’ League.’

It’s like pouring oil on an already burning firewood. The gap that has been built up through ‘Girls’ League X Bugbug Invasion!’ will be filled in an instant.

And crucially, Himura still didn’t fully trust Seiko’s condition.

‘Seiko has lived as a lump of self-consciousness for over 10 years. Three years is the time it takes for a high school freshman to graduate, but can she change all of her personality during that time?’

Could the mental illness that Seiko suffered from be cured in just three years?

Okay, let’s admit it.

Himura may simply not want to acknowledge Seiko’s complete recovery. But who will take responsibility if something happens?

‘If I lose to Tomoe, what do you really think Seiko will do?’

Besides, Tomoe is the artist Misato favors the most after Seiko.

Seiko might feel abandoned. It was only when Seiko lost, but even so, she couldn’t let her guard down as long as there was even a 1% chance.

Human life cannot be brought back. That is why life is the most important value in the world.

Life cannot be used as a gambling chip.

‘I have to persuade her. For Seiko’s sake.’

And for Himura’s own victory.

We must stop Seiko from going to ‘New Asa’.

“Himura, don’t worry. I won’t die. I have a reason to live now.”

“… … A reason to live?”

Seiko blushed and avoided eye contact.

“You know… … .”

“… … !”

It’s Seongpil.

Himura found light in the darkness. A scenario immediately formed in his head.

If it was not me but Seongpil who was stopping Seiko… … .

‘Seiko, please stop going to New Asa.’

‘I’m fine.’

‘It’s not okay!’

‘Huh?’

‘What if something goes wrong with Seiko-san?’

‘I, I have changed… … .’

‘I don’t even want to think about a world without Seiko! I can’t stand to see Seiko-san put in danger, even if there’s a small chance of it! Please don’t do it, I beg you, please… . . . ‘

‘… … Yes.’

It was seen.

‘The only way to overcome this crisis!’

Thread of the gap!

* * *

After finishing their conversation, Sungpil and Junpei came down to the hall on the first floor of Webex. They were planning to return to the idol training center together.

“ah.”

Seongpil suddenly stopped and looked somewhere. Junpei’s gaze also followed him.

She was a female child actress. The actress, who followed her mother, who was her manager, seemed dignified despite her young age.

“It’s pretty.”

“yes?”

Junpei was embarrassed.

It was strange to call a child actor who looked to be about 10 years old ‘pretty (kire)’. It was a tone of speech that made it seem as if the child was being treated as a fully grown woman.

It’s not an expression a man would use when looking at the appearance of a child he doesn’t know. Usually, he’d say she’s cute.

‘Is it because you’re Korean?’

If that’s the case, I can understand.

“PD, these days, when I go out, I only see children.”

Junpei trembled.

Should we use our social skills to agree with him, or should we use our morality to deny him?

Junpei, who was at a crossroads between his work life and his humanity, was confused.

In the end, he chose humanity.

“Well, I don’t think we’re close enough to share those kinds of tastes… …!”

“yes?”

“Please think about it alone! No, you shouldn’t think about it alone! It’s antisocial… … !”

The misunderstanding was resolved only after some conversation.

“I used to think I hated children. But as I got older, I started to feel good when I heard the laughter of children. I kept looking at children who I didn’t really notice before.”

“Oh, I understand that. I guess it’s because I had a child. People who raise dogs tend to look at their dogs more closely when they go out on the street, don’t they?”

“That’s a strange metaphor.”

“It’s like that even if you don’t have children. Maybe it has something to do with hormones?”

It’s hormones.

Seongpil thought it was plausible.

There is a popular belief that women generally like children. So, does that mean that men also become more interested in children as they age and their male hormones decrease?

“If you had a child… … how would you feel?”

“It feels like the ultimate content in life has been unlocked.”

“The analogy has been strange since earlier.”

“Well, no matter how much I try to express it in words, you won’t understand. Until you have a child. It’s a cliché, but don’t you understand the heart of a parent only after you become one? Words and writing are far from enough to express the feeling of giving endless love to a life.”

“hmm…….”

“Aren’t you getting married?”

“Haha, I still want to do it now if there are people around.”

In Junpei’s life experience, men who are capable of saying such things are usually womanizers.

This refers to people who want to experience the current content to its fullest extent more than those who want to unlock the ultimate content in life.

“I hope you find a good person.”

Junpei just agreed.

The moment the two were about to leave the front door, Sungpil received a phone call. It was Himura.

“I’m sorry, PD, but something came up. I think you have to go first.”

“All right.”

The conversation was brief.

He said that he had something to say, but that it would be difficult to do it over the phone, so he asked me to meet him. Since we were both inside the building, we decided to do that.

Seongpil hung up the phone and turned around.

“uh?”

A familiar back view appeared.

For some reason, she was walking along the wall of the first floor hall.

Seongpil’s eyes followed her slowly. Eventually, she reached the corner and moved, leaning against the other wall.

And then, she turned her head slightly and looked at Seongpil.

‘It’s Mr. Chinon.’

As soon as Chinon met Seongpil’s eyes, he turned his head forward. Then he started walking faster than before.

Seongpil’s heart turned black.

‘Are you ignoring me… …?’

… … Hey, no way.

Seongpil approached Chinon.

* * *

Chinon was startled as he entered the Webex building. This was because Seongpil was approaching right in front of him.

She quickly went to the corner, leaning against the wall. She glanced at Seongpil as she went, but fortunately he didn’t seem to notice.

‘You’re going out.’

We won’t meet inside the building.

While I was feeling relieved, I suddenly arrived at the corner. I turned my head toward the door just in case, and saw Seongpil looking this way.

‘Oh, you didn’t go out?!’

Chinon hurriedly fixed his head forward and moved forward.

We must not meet.

You shouldn’t get caught up in the conversation.

At this point, when Chinon thought it was okay, he felt a vibration. The vibration was transmitted to the marble floor where he was stepping: thump, thump, thump, thump.

Hearing a sound and feeling a vibration are two different concepts. Chinon could feel the vibration.

Looking back.

“Mr. Chinon!”

Seongpil was approaching.

The innocent smile on her face clearly showed that she was thinking, ‘You weren’t ignoring me, were you? You weren’t. You just passed me by without seeing me.’

Yes, Seongpil was approaching.

In other words, a 175cm tall, sturdy man was running at full speed, waving one hand.

“long time no see!”

“Heeeeeeek―!”

Chinon screamed and ran away, using all his poor athletic ability.

Yet the vibrations only grew stronger.

You must have seen it running away, but it didn’t give up. Instead, it was coming even faster!

‘Don’t get caught!’

Chinon ran away.

I decided that I would definitely not meet Seongpil.

Chinon is an ordinary pianist.

I have lived with music, playing the piano.

Although he was such a hypocrite, he was as sensitive to murderous intent as any normal person.

‘If I get caught, Seiko will kill me!’

Run, Chinon.