Science Fiction: Starting from Obtaining Sophon

To prevent the blade from being corroded by his tears, Genda quickly sheathed his sword. What a close call! This was a fine sword that he had bought at great expense, costing a full 1.5 million yen.

I've spent almost all the money I earned from Eri Kisaki.

But there was no other way. The previous battles had demonstrated one thing: a handy weapon was simply too important.

Fighting that bald tentacle monster would have been much easier if I had a good sword, instead of ending up covered in wounds and having to go to the hospital.

I've been to the hospital so many times in the last two or three months, it's really bad luck.

At this moment, Yuko Ikezawa, who had just entered the room, was absolutely furious with this bastard.

After his new song was released, it immediately became a hit, achieving an astonishing level of popularity in a short period of time and attracting strong attention from the entire industry.

I'm overwhelmed with offers and my schedule is packed with performances, and I'm incredibly happy.

So, despite my busy schedule, I took the time to come here, wanting to share my joy with this guy and show him that entrusting this song to me was absolutely the right decision!

But to his surprise, he was greeted by swords as soon as he entered the door!

What's even more infuriating is that this guy not only didn't feel guilty for almost hurting himself, but actually looked down at the blade.

What? Do you think I can hurt your blade with my neck?

She immediately started crying even louder.

Genda River hurriedly pulled her in, closed the door behind him, led her to sit down in the living room, handed her a handkerchief, and then sat quietly to the side watching.

This woman is a master of theatrics. If you apologize and try to appease her now, you'll be in trouble. You'll be ready to be blackmailed by her.

Only by doing the opposite can I curb her arrogance and make her behave herself and not dare to act recklessly.

After crying for a while, she saw that this guy was just drinking tea on the side without pouring her a cup, so she snorted angrily, picked up the teacup, poured herself a full cup, and drank it. Only then did she feel a little better.

This guy really knows how to enjoy life! The tea he bought is so good; it tastes much better than the gift tea the organizer gave me when I attended a big event once.

Of course she didn't know that these tea leaves were delicious, because they were picked out one by one from a huge pile of good tea leaves by Genda River.

The tea shop owner was dumbfounded. Could you really pick tea like that?

Aren't all dried tea leaves the same? I personally mixed the best tea leaves with the second-best ones and then sold them as high-grade tea.

Moreover, even among so-called good teas, there are quite a few that are processed very poorly during the tea-making process.

Therefore, it can be understood that many times, the taste of a pot of tea is ruined by tea leaves that seem good but are actually of poor quality.

However, even someone who is very familiar with the taste of tea cannot find this kind of ineffective tea leaves among a large pile of tea leaves after they have been dried.

The young man, however, was very serious and quick. He picked through a large pile of tea leaves and soon filled two large glass jars with a full ten pounds of tea.

It's because he bought a lot; otherwise, he wouldn't have let people choose like this.

But he didn't expect that after this picky guy left, the quality of that bag of tea dropped two grades, and the taste was far worse, resulting in numerous complaints afterward…

That said, Yuko Ikezawa, who thought the tea was quite good, poured herself several more cups of tea and savored them before sitting on the sofa and staring intently at the Genda River.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't you know how to apologize? I just walked in and you almost killed me with one sword. That long sword was right at my neck, do you know how scary that was?"

Hearing this, Genda chuckled, which wasn't really his fault.

Zhizi will not keep scanning mode on all the time, since it consumes too much power and there is no need to do so.

He was so engrossed in his cultivation that his mind became overly sensitive, and upon sensing someone approaching, he instinctively attacked.

"I'm so sorry, I was exercising when you suddenly pushed the door open without knocking. I thought someone had broken in."

Then, very considerately, he poured her a cup of tea and offered to give her several ounces of that tea, which cheered her up.

"I've come today to tell you some great news. Can you guess what it is?"

Genda River thought to himself, "Is this even a question? Even a fool could figure it out. The song must have sold incredibly well. What else could it be?"

But she still pretended and said, "Could it be that the song I gave you has become a huge hit?"

Yuko Ikezawa jumped up, placed her hands on his shoulders, and exclaimed with an exaggerated expression, "No doubt about it, the song is a huge hit!"

She spoke with a blissful and blissful expression, as if she had just met a boy she liked who had confessed his feelings to her.

"It's unbelievable! So this is what it feels like to be a superstar! It's so interesting! Those guys who used to ignore you, like directors, producers, and arrogant investors, are now all all smiles and pleasantries!"

"Especially at the company, that old lecher named Watanabe Mori, every time he looks at me with a lecherous grin, he's even hinted several times that he wants me to be with him, it's like a pipe dream!"

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Yuko Ikezawa finally found someone to confide in, and poured out her emotional journey over the past period to Gendagawa.

She even started laughing and crying at the same time while talking.

It's hard for people who have never been artists to imagine what these idols, who appear glamorous and passionate under the spotlight, experience behind the scenes.

They may not be the most tragic, but the things they encountered were certainly the most bizarre and the most contrasting.

This feeling of disconnect is what's most devastating.

So now that Yuko Ikezawa has become a sensation, she can't help but burst into tears and laughter to vent her emotions. Genda River listens quietly by her side, handing her tissues when she cries and pouring her tea when she laughs.

More than an hour later, Yuko Ikezawa finally calmed down.

"I'm so sorry, I made you laugh. I'm not usually like this," Yuko Ikezawa said, feeling a little embarrassed.

Genda smiled slightly: "It's nothing. People have a limit to how much they can bear. People need to confide in others. If you don't speak out when you're wronged, it will harm your health in the long run. Now that you've confided in me, don't you feel much better?"

Yuko Ikezawa leaned back completely against the sofa, looking very relaxed.

"That's absolutely true. If it weren't for the song you gave me, I would still be relatively unknown, and I would never have the popularity I have now."

She suddenly stood up and walked to Genda River's side. Her long, slender arms wrapped around his arms, enveloping them in a gentle embrace, like sinking into two resilient sponges, sending a tingling, numbing sensation through him.

"Do you have any new songs? If you do, you must sell them to me. I'll give you the best price. Please, just promise me, and I'll let you do whatever you want," she said, giving him a seductive look.

Her little face was already flushed a blushing pink, and her whole body was trembling slightly, which Genda Kawa, who was being held, could clearly feel.

Chapter 109 It's not good to go against a woman's wishes.

Even now, according to Zhizi's tests, her breathing and heartbeat were abnormal. All the details indicated that this seemingly skilled girl who was seducing him was extremely nervous.

He couldn't help but find it amusing; this woman was not only deliberately acting mature, but also intentionally trying to seduce him in this way.

She was still a virgin and terrified, but she deliberately acted mature and assertive.

All of this shows that this woman is filled with insecurity and can only use a seemingly strong protective shell to disguise herself, making herself look tough and sharp to prevent herself from getting hurt.

Just now, she was crying and laughing as she recounted how she had finally regained her dignity, how she no longer had to be bullied, and how she could hold her head high at the company.

She doesn't need to attend those messy drinking parties where she might be taken advantage of by older men who could be her father.

But she didn't mention money at all. More importantly, she had a check in her bag, which was also the result of Tomoko's scanning. The amount on it was quite high.

Clearly, this was allocated to himself; judging from the amount, the other party is very sincere.

This money should be most of what she's earned from this song recently.

However, we still need to try 547. Although people's hearts can't withstand the test, we still need to verify it a little. If she is willing to sell everything just because she wants more, then such a person is not worth continuing to cooperate with.

If the other party can uphold their bottom line, then the situation is completely different.

He gently pulled his arm out, as if it had slipped through cheese, freeing his oppressed arm from its oppressive clutches. The feeling of freedom was wonderful.

"what?"

Yuko Ikezawa, who had brazenly asked the other party to write a song for her, was suddenly stunned.

What is this for?

Her pretty face immediately turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and the toes of her light gold high heels turned inward, making her body naturally awkward.

Before she could react, a large hand landed on her waist. Although there was no further action, it still made her tremble.

"Miss Yuko, you seem quite bold to be flirting with a high school student whose body is just beginning to develop. Don't you know that high school students have very strong tempers?"

That's true. People say young people have a lot of energy, and that's exactly what it means.

A young man who has just come of age is strong and vigorous, at the most energetic time of his life, and he recovers very quickly.

At this point, the high school boys were far more hot-tempered than a certain gang leader named Liang Kun, who liked to use physical methods to cool down.

After all, a brand-new pistol is definitely much better than a gun that has been used for more than ten years. It doesn't jam or eject bullets, and it can fire continuously. It has many advantages.

"What's going on? Is he really that kind of person?"

Seeing the burning passion in Genda's eyes made her own eyes sting, and her heart ached with bitterness.

How could a man refuse a beautiful woman who comes to him for free?

Before, he may have genuinely pitied himself and wanted to help himself, but now, seeing that his work has truly brought him huge profits, his feelings have changed.

Moreover, he would definitely think of himself as a very cheap woman with little moral sense, and might even equate himself with the women who can sleep with important men!

The pain in my heart suddenly surged like a raging torrent.

She abruptly flung Genda Kawa's arm away, her chest heaving as she clearly agitated, her almond-shaped eyes filled with shame and anger as she glared at him.

"Genda River! I know you may not believe me, but I, Yuko Ikezawa, am definitely not that kind of woman!"

I can grovel before directors and producers for a role I desire in a movie; I can endure doubt and slander for fame; I can suffer hardship and even resort to underhanded tactics! But…”

She said earnestly, "But I would never sell myself for these things, not now, and never in the future!"