Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 13 Tokyo Host: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

"Many people have misconceptions about male escorts."

The store's name is very straightforward: "Love".

At this moment, Nakajima Hiroshi was sitting opposite the female boss who had interviewed him.

She looked to be in her late thirties, or perhaps even older, with faint fine lines already visible at the corners of her eyes.

However, one can still see a certain charm in her.

She had a graceful and poised appearance, with her chestnut hair pulled back and her beige dress perfectly tailored, which made her skin look like jade.

"Misaki, Tachibana Misaki."

This is how the boss introduced himself.

It is said that she was once a top-tier hostess in Ginza, but she retired at the peak of her career and used her savings to open this shop. She has now successfully transformed her business and is doing quite well.

"Hiroshi Nakajima".

Nakajima Hiroshi followed the other person's rhythm and responded simply.

"Many newcomers believe that male prostitutes are just selling their bodies or even engaging in prostitution."

As Misaki spoke, she kept an eye on Nakajima Hiroshi's reaction.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to care, he continued, "Actually, we provide emotional value."

"What customers are paying for is companionship, being listened to, being understood, feeling respected, and..."

"A tree hole where she can temporarily escape reality, feel clean, noble, and charming."

That's very straightforward.

Misaki spoke while leaning against the desk.

"Body shape, speech, and demeanor are the bridges you use to connect with guests, not your reliance."

"I've always believed that this is the kind of service we provide."

Nakajima Hiroshi sat upright and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

This theory coincides with the persona he presented during the interview as "for his dream".

perhaps……

He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although he was forced to make some quick money, he did not want to stoop to the level of engaging in actual prostitution.

"but."

Misaki then changed the subject: "Ideals are ideals, and reality is reality."

"The customers who come to a small shop like mine are usually not that classy."

She fiddled with her fair fingers, listing them as if they were precious treasures.

"A bitter, alcoholic woman who has just been dumped by her boyfriend or husband and desperately needs to prove that someone still wants her."

"Foolish playthings who chase their entertainment dreams, turn themselves into underground idols, and come here to find a way to balance things out."

"A pathetic woman working as a hostess in the next neighborhood, fantasizing that she can still be pampered and adored."

"as well as……"

As she spoke, Misaki curled the corners of her lips and said in a self-deprecating tone.

"Lonely old woman like me, with a little money, but no one cares about me anymore."

"As a newcomer, you'll mostly be dealing with these kinds of guys; the truly high-quality customers won't be your turn to serve..."

Upon hearing Misaki refer to herself as an "old woman no one cares about," Hiroshi Nakajima immediately realized that this was also part of the interview.

How should he deal with this self-proclaimed title?

pity?

Flattery?

Or perhaps a feigned surprised denial?

Both are poor choices.

Because when a woman brings up this topic, any response that revolves around it is just hitting that sore spot.

The best option is to subtly change the subject.

He gathered his thoughts and began, "I once heard a saying that might be relevant to our topic."

"An essay once mentioned that loneliness stems from having too much, but too few things worth devoting one's passion to."

"Therefore, I believe that what this job provides is a consumable item of enthusiasm that offers immediate feedback to guests, which is a very valuable thing."

"Don't you think this seems a bit naive?"

There's no need to argue about customer groups; just talk about things that aren't too off-topic and steer the conversation elsewhere.

Misaki Tachibana was unconvinced.

In a sense, this can be considered a form of recognition.

At least Nakajima Hiroshi's handling of the situation was barely acceptable.

That's how the service industry works; you can't solve all the customer's problems, but you can at least help them escape reality.

"Your resume says you want to raise money quickly to promote a new idol."

"Yes."

Nakajima Hiroshi nodded, briefly explained the situation, and stated frankly that he was raising funds for the disclosure expenses of the candidates who had signed contracts.

Of course, he embellished his purpose, changing his survival crisis into the sense of responsibility of a down-on-his-luck agent.

After listening, Tachibana Misaki gave a soft "heh," making no attempt to hide her disapproval.

"I hear stories like 'Dream Agent, Creating Future Stars' every day."

"Shibuya, the city of Ike, is full of young people dreaming this kind of dream and empty shell agencies, so this topic of yours has been overused."

She nodded her head.

"Customers aren't stupid; they're already tired of these kinds of stories. If you're going to use that as a selling point, your sales performance probably won't be very promising."

This is the truth.

Like talent agents, individual agents can easily become destitute without investor support, and it's not uncommon for them to end up in this kind of industry.

Strictly speaking, this character is not likable; it even carries a hint of being a "loser."

Many so-called agents are just pretending to work hard, using that as a gimmick to get close to pretty girls and coast along.

Therefore, this industry can easily provoke resentment.

Moreover, who would want their paid gigolo to nurture another woman's dreams?

"Tell me, what's the difference between you and them?"

Nakajima Hiroshi pondered for a moment: "I guess I do have real skills."

That's the truth.

Although Nakajima Hiroshi's original talent was only so-so, with the help of perfect pitch, his instrumental skills and singing voice undoubtedly underwent a qualitative change.

With a little practice, reaching the level of a master is entirely possible.

This is the terrifying aspect of perfect pitch; with sufficient knowledge of music theory, vocal skills will inevitably improve rapidly under normal circumstances.

That Asuka...

No, we should focus on the present and raise funds for the purpose of disclosure first.

He is confident that he will have the opportunity to showcase his abilities...

"Made with high-quality ingredients."

Misaki scoffed upon hearing this.

She casually picked up an exquisite water glass, tapped the rim with her fingernail, and seemingly randomly tapped it with varying degrees of force.

It made a tinkling sound.

The cup actually emitted a complete melody.

This……

In a sense, it's a unique skill.

"As you can see, there are quite a few people with some talent in this industry."

"These young actresses may seem impressive in the industry, but to most women who don't understand music and are drunk, they're probably not as valuable as a sweet word."

Nakajima Hiroshi slightly silenced Chen Mo.

After a moment's thought, he chose to ignore the woman's sarcasm and persisted.

"The sounds you just made were F5 sharp, A5, and B4 flat, then slid down from G4, with an A4 inserted in between."

"That's amazing. I couldn't possibly play that with such a small cup."

"If you don't mind, I really hope to have the opportunity to learn from you."

He wasn't sure if this was another test question, so he could only treat it as a test.

This answer served two purposes: firstly, to demonstrate one's understanding of music, and secondly, to present a communication rhythm to Misaki.

After all, it would be beneath one's dignity to abandon pride in one's advantages if the other party were to question them even slightly.

Just like a shop owner, when faced with picky customers, you should showcase your strengths without causing offense, rather than completely agreeing with them and belittling your products.

More importantly, it was to show Misaki that I knew the key points of this job.

In any case, the conversation should revolve around "I am a high-value man" and "This man is paying attention to me".

The logic behind host clubs, in the end, is this simple and straightforward.

Even if the guests don't understand the music, that doesn't stop you from using it to make yourself look valuable.

All they want is this seemingly great man to revolve around them.

Misaki Tachibana slowly put down her cup.

This time, her face finally showed interest that went beyond mere politeness.

That was the joy of seeing a rare item.

She stood up, walked to the window, her back view slender and graceful.

"You can give it a try."

"but……"