It was a pain that felt as if her heart had been pierced.
"No one will be your companion anymore. Your colleagues will envy you, your seniors will make things difficult for you, your juniors will betray you. They will only be outwardly respectful to you, but in reality, they will be dying for you to cause a scandal, ruin your reputation, and pray for your career to suffer a major downfall."
At this point, Akira also felt that what he said was a bit too extreme, and the sense of alarmism was too strong.
"Well, of course, if you're lucky, you might meet good people, but can you always face them with kindness? Can you forgive them without holding grudges?"
"...I can't."
She was not a saint, nor did she want to be one.
She had deeply understood that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't dispel the malice of others.
And even if she endured it, there would be no good outcome; it would be a torment for both parties.
So why not just make herself more comfortable?
She just needed to be a little more selfish.
"So this is where I come in."
Akira pointed at himself with an air of self-importance, promoting himself.
"If you choose to entrust your future career planning to me, then you just need to fully display your talent and shine, and leave the rest to me."
Then it was time to state his conditions.
Although he had just said it, Akira emphasized it once again.
"But, I want half."
"...Half?"
"Yes, after you debut, half of the money you earn will go to me, which means a fifty-fifty split."
After stating his demand, even Akira himself couldn't help but sigh: I'm really too wicked.
To open his mouth wide like a lion, demanding half the share directly, during the other party's weakest period.
Is raising an SSS-rank ultimate beautiful girl into a star not just an easy-mode Cultivation game?
It seems it won't be long before I can live a life of leisure~
"…"
The black long straight hair girl felt no excitement upon hearing this.
Instead, she felt a little disheartened.
So that's it…
The half he spoke of, he meant this.
"Money… is it that important?"
"Of course it's important. Think about it, if you had money, would you still need to wait here pitifully to be picked up?"
"…"
"By the way, even if you really intended to sell your body, I wouldn't have the money to buy you. I don't have a single yen on me."
"…"
At this moment, the girl knew that the boy in front of her was an extremely superficial fellow.
But it was he who extended his hand to her… and she was even moved.
"Alright, you've convinced me. This is the first time I've had such a clear understanding of my future."
"Which means?"
"I can give you half."
"Is there a 'but' after that?"
"But, I need to confirm one thing first… You just asked me what my goal was, right?"
"Yes, I did ask."
"Then… what if I said I wanted to become the queen of the entertainment industry?"
"If you are truly willing to go all the way down this path, then I will naturally accompany you to the very end."
Such a beautiful and plump thigh, of course, he had to cling to it tightly! Never let go!
"Good, then let's exchange."
"Exchange?"
"Since you said you want me to give up half of my life, then you should also offer something in return, right?"
"Uh…"
As expected, trying to get something for nothing won't work… But I really have nothing.
Akira originally wanted to turn his pockets inside out to show her, but there was a very important and inconvenient item inside, so he stopped the action.
He couldn't possibly take out the class monitor's panties as an exchange, could he…
Fortunately, the black long straight hair girl gave Akira an out first.
"That bottle of milk will do."
"Huh? This?"
Akira picked up the milk in his hand with a surprised expression. Kuroo, who was licking his fur, also meowed when he heard the milk was about to change hands.
And the girl just nodded silently.
"Yes, that will do."
"…"
Akira realized that the girl might just want a formality.
To bid farewell to the past. Anyway, this bottle of milk was freeloaded from the class monitor, and although it was originally intended for Kuroo, giving it to her now was fine.
"Here."
Akira handed over the bottle of still-warm milk, and the black long straight hair girl took it with her right hand.
But just as Akira was about to let go, the girl pressed down on his right hand with her left hand, which she had simultaneously extended.
"Alright… I have indeed received it."
She said in a sacred tone, as if making an oath.
"In exchange, you can transform me into anything you wish. I will unconditionally obey your arrangements. My future will be yours to customize."
After saying this, the girl released Akira's hand and, under his stunned gaze, revealed a breathtaking smile that would be etched into his memory for a lifetime.
"From now on, I am yours."