My daily life with the original diva

This song is a perfect fit for Hiroshi Kimura right now, and the dance is full of energy, amplifying his charm infinitely. His enthusiastic performance is irresistible to his female fans. If Hiroshi Kimura wanted to, they would probably want to have his babies right away.

After the performance, Kimura Hiroshi bowed and returned to his seat. At this moment, he observed that all the women present, whether they were elderly artists in their forties or fifties or pretty girls serving as background figures, were looking at him with sparkling eyes, mixed with a kind of chilling possessiveness.

The men's gazes toward him were complex. Some were jealous, like Toshihiko Tagen; some were envious, like the new male idols who were promoted by the company; and some were hostile, like Masahiko Kondo.

After sitting back down, Toshihiko patted him on the shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and then got up to go sing. This guy is a jerk, but he's still easy to get along with and has a good personality.

"Was it you and your agency who were behind the incident last time, Mr. Kondo?" Shortly after Toshihiko Tagen left, Hiroshi Kimura leaned close to Masahiko Kondo and asked in a very low and calm voice, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself.

Kondo Masahiko's expression changed slightly, his fists clenched, and he didn't reply. Mary had warned him not to reveal this to anyone, because if people found out, the consequences would be unbearable; being blacklisted would be a minor matter.

But when he caught a glimpse of Kimura Hiroshi's excessively handsome face out of the corner of his eye, he felt a strange emotion. From the first moment he saw this newcomer, he felt that this guy would pose a great threat to him and destroy everything he had now.

He didn't know why this emotion arose, nor how to control it. Every time he saw Hiroshi Kimura, a voice in his heart would tell him that he must make this person disappear from the entertainment industry completely.

"Kid, just wait and see. Mary already has a plan to deal with you. I'll let you have your fun for a while longer, but it won't be long before you know how powerful I am," Kondo Masahiko reassured himself.

Seeing Kondo Masahiko remain silent, Kimura Hiroshi continued to provoke, "Your methods are really too low-class. Is this all you can do with your smear campaign? It's truly despicable."

He remained silent, his expression growing even more somber. It seemed as if Kondo was a dead pig that didn't fear boiling water, but Kimura Hiroshi was certain that Kondo Masahiko and Johnny's were behind it, because not denying it meant admitting it, and Kondo Masahiko was not a good-tempered person.

If someone had slandered him, he probably would have jumped up long ago. His silence now is an admission. Some things can be judged in one's heart without much evidence.

Without saying anything more to Kondo Masahiko, Kimura Hiroshi calmly watched Toshihiko Tagen's performance on stage. This kid's voice was a little better than Kondo's, but only by a limited margin. His singing technique was very good, but his level was really not up to par with a top male idol.

No wonder the male idols are getting worse and worse. Who are these guys? The talented Hideki Saijo is almost thirty, and Shonentai hasn't even been formed yet. The Checkered Band is struggling to survive. If it weren't for him, female idols would probably dominate the idol singer world in the next few years.

After the two-hour live broadcast ended, Hiroshi Kimura drove back to his apartment. In the car, he asked Yukio Tomioka for the phone numbers of several middlemen in the entertainment industry.

These middlemen are all brokers in the entertainment industry. Their influence can be huge or small, depending on how much money you're willing to pay. They know many people, and if you have money to pave the way, they can do a lot for you.

After getting off the bus on a street near the apartment, Kimura Hiroshi found a public phone and called two of the most powerful middlemen, asking them to send someone to keep an eye on Kondo Masahiko. He promised to give them five million yen if they could take photos of Kondo Masahiko going to a bar to meet women.

They'll give 10 million yen for taking photos of Masahiko Kondo illegally speeding in Tokyo late at night, and 20 million yen for taking photos of him spending the night at Mary's apartment in intimate poses.

This is no small sum of money. When paparazzi capture big news about a celebrity, magazines usually pay them a few hundred thousand dollars at most, rarely more than a million. Tens of millions of dollars would have been a huge sum of money before the bubble economy, and there were plenty of paparazzi who wanted it.

It's fortunate that he didn't manage to buy a house before, otherwise he wouldn't be able to come up with so much money now.

With such a large sum of money, Kimura Hiroshi naturally had some requirements: the message should not be spread widely; only a few reliable people should be sent. If the news spread, the payment would be void. The deposit would be given tomorrow, one million yen in advance.

Chapter Thirty: Advice from the Fashion Queen

Looking at the album in his hands, Hiroshi Kimura didn't know how to evaluate it. Although the album cover featured his handsome face, it felt unremarkable and didn't convey the youth and summer energy of the title track.

"Mr. Tomioka, is this the cover chosen by Warner Bros. Pioneer's producers?" Hiroshi Kimura was very dissatisfied, but he said it calmly, without any sign of anger.

In the conference room, Yukio Tomioka looked at the album cover in his hand. He also felt that the cover was just so-so and didn't match the energetic Hiroshi Kimura this time.

However, there are only eight days left until the album is released. If we want to change it now, it's probably too late. After all, it will take several days just to finalize the new cover, and then it will definitely be too late for packaging and release.

“This was all too rushed, and the choice wasn’t very good. If you have any ideas, Mr. Kimura, tell me now, and maybe it’s not too late,” Yukio Tomioka said.

Kimura Hiroshi, who lacks a sense of style, was speechless at this moment. His clothes are simple and clean, with very monotonous colors. His stage outfits for TV shows are also simple, but album covers are not so good. They must be distinctive to attract the attention of people who are not familiar with him.

Just as the two were speechless, there was a knock on the conference room door. Nakamori Akina stood at the door, peeking inside with a smile, and said, "Excuse me, Kimura-san, Mr. Tomioka."

"Ah, it's Akina-san, you're finally back." Kimura Hiroshi smiled happily when he saw Nakamori Akina. They worked in the same company, but they often didn't see each other for days at a time, and this time it had been more than ten days since they last met.

Akina Nakamori also smiled happily. After entering the entertainment industry, she had very few friends of the same age, and even fewer opportunities to meet them. So she was always happy to see her friends, and Hiroshi Kimura was a particularly special one.

"I'm so busy, so busy. Sometimes I just want to lie in bed and sleep for three days straight, ignoring everyone," Akina Nakamori said with a grin.

Kimura Hiroshi nodded in agreement and followed her words, saying, "Three days is not enough, half a month is more appropriate. After eating each day, exercise a little, and spend the rest of the time watching TV."

As a seasoned TV addict, Akina Nakamori has truly found a kindred spirit: "Yes, yes, it would be best to watch until dawn, skip breakfast, and sleep until the afternoon."

Yukio Tomioka, who was standing to the side, was speechless as he listened to their conversation. What kind of strange things were they saying? Did they act like top idol singers at all? They were just like naughty children.

"Oh, right, I brought Akina-san a birthday present this time when I went to Los Angeles. It's Mickey Mouse, lots of Mickey Mouses." Kimura Hiroshi hadn't forgotten this important matter. The reason Nakamori Akina came to the conference room was because he had informed Akiyuki Yoshizawa.

"Oh, really? There are so many! How many? Thank you so much, Kimura-san, please take me there quickly." Nakamori Akina was overjoyed to hear about the dolls.

The five hobbies that we know of Nakamori Akina are singing, drinking, watching TV, plush toys, and small animals.

Kimura Hiroshi didn't keep all those dolls in his apartment because he didn't know when Nakamori Akina would return to the company. It would be inconvenient to pick them up when she came back, so he simply put them in an unused break room at the company.

As Kimura Hiroshi was about to take Nakamori Akina to get the doll, Tomioka Yukio panicked, "Kimura-san, the album cover hasn't been finalized yet, where are you going?"

Akina Nakamori realized they were discussing something and felt she might have disturbed them, so she wanted to apologize and go get it herself. However, before she could speak, Hiroshi Kimura said, "Just a moment, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he led Nakamori Akina toward the lounge, turned on the lights, and found more than a dozen Mickey Mouse figures inside, some over a meter tall and some small enough to be used as pendants.

Seeing so many plush toys, Akina Nakamori shouted with joy and rushed over to hug the biggest Mickey Mouse, rubbing it against him vigorously. "I'm so happy! Thank you, Kimura-san. This is the best birthday present I've ever received."

She was completely different from the girl on stage; she was just like a little girl. Kimura Hiroshi was also very happy. Watching Nakamori Akina happily spinning around with her doll, he felt as if he had become much younger, like a seventeen-year-old boy.

After a moment of joy, Akina Nakamori put the doll away and asked Hiroshi Kimura, "Kimura-san, were you and Mr. Tomioka discussing the new album cover just now?"

"Huh?" Kimura Hiroshi was taken aback. Why did they suddenly bring this up? He nodded. "Yes, Mr. Tomioka and I are not very satisfied with the cover, but the album is about to be released, and if we want to make changes, we have to confirm it in the next couple of days."

"Can I take a look?" Akina Nakamori asked.

In an instant, Kimura Hiroshi suddenly realized something. He slapped his forehead, realizing how incredibly stupid he had been. Fashion sense? Nakamori Akina was top-tier! She always had a knack for designing her album covers and stage outfits. Besides, her clothes could set fashion trends in East Asia. How could he have forgotten this fashion icon?

"Then we must thank Akina-san. Come with me to take a look. As for the doll, you can take it with you when you go back." Kimura Hiroshi then led Nakamori Akina back to the conference room.

Yukio Tomioka, who was waiting inside, was stunned again. He really had been gone for a while, less than five minutes. That was too fast.

He handed the record to Nakamori Akina, and after just one glance, she frowned. She definitely thought it wouldn't work.

After pondering for a while, she said, "This cover is too ordinary. I have already listened carefully to Kimura-san's title track. The cover should be more youthful and include a summer scene."

I think a sunny beach as a backdrop, with Kimura wearing a blue plaid summer shirt, would be best, corresponding to the mermaid in the lyrics. Oh, and have Kimura call out to the mermaid in English, "What's your name?"

You can tell the quality the moment she opens her mouth. The cover she mentioned perfectly matches the lyrics and is also suitable for the current summer season—it's an absolutely excellent choice.

"Kuniichi, this idea is fantastic, Akina-san. I think giving you producer power is the best decision Ken-On ever made," Yukio Tomioka exclaimed.

As for Kimura Hiroshi, who lacks a sense of fashion, he naturally had nothing to say. "Then let's go with this. We need to take the photos right away. Perfect, Akina-san, you'll play the mermaid."

Time was of the essence, so they had to conscript people on the spot. But at that moment, Nakamori Akina blushed and stammered, "Damn, I, I can't."

Seeing Akina Nakamori's shy appearance, Hiroshi Kimura assumed she was afraid that the beach mermaid outfit was too revealing and didn't want to wear it, so he quickly said, "You can wear a bodysuit, with the lower body covered by a fishtail garment, so it won't be revealing."

“That’s not the reason,” Nakamori Akina said softly. Then, as if she felt that her refusal would disappoint Kimura Hiroshi, she gestured for him to squat down and whispered in his ear, “Kimura-san, my thighs are too thick now. If I wear a fishtail dress, they will look very big, like an unbalanced fat fish.”

Kimura Hiroshi almost burst out laughing, but he held it in. Who would have thought that the future ever-changing diva, the breathtakingly beautiful woman, would have such an insecure moment?

Chapter Thirty-One: Kimura-san is so gentle.

With time running out and the task heavy, the cover shoot had to be completed within the next two days. Yan Yin and Warner Pioneer got to work. Finding a shooting location was easy; the only problem now was finding a mermaid.

Mermaids naturally need to be beautiful, and the only suitable candidate for Ken-On is Nakamori Akina, but she lacks confidence in her current figure, so she can only look for other companies.

"I want someone good-looking, preferably a newcomer, and preferably fair-skinned." Kimura Hiroshi stated his requirements, stemming from his worries about the future. After all, if Americans could cast Black women as mermaids, he was afraid that his agency would also get him a Black woman, which would be a huge problem.

Ken-on immediately started making phone calls, asking those agencies with whom she had a good relationship if they had any suitable new female talents. The replies she received caught Ken-on off guard; there were just too many.

Upon hearing that the album cover was to be shot for Hiroshi Kimura's new album, the agencies with female newcomers went crazy. As the agencies that pay the most attention to the entertainment industry, they all know the popularity of Hiroshi Kimura's new album. If their agency's newcomers can appear on the cover, the popularity will definitely skyrocket.

On that day, many agencies faxed photos of beautiful new girls, and some even drove over to deliver the photos. Hanami Kagami asked Kimura Hiroshi and his manager Tomioka Yukio to select the best ones.

"President, you can choose. I won't look at it. Just let me know when you've chosen. I'm leaving now." With that, she hurriedly fled from Hanami He's office.

Seeing Kimura Hiroshi practically running away, Hanami Kaku laughed, "Kimura-san is only like a boy at this moment. He usually seems too cunning and clever."

Kimura Hiroshi, who had slipped out, saw that it was already dark, so he prepared to ask his assistant Michiko to drive him home to rest. Unexpectedly, when he passed by the lounge, he saw Nakamori Akina, along with her manager Akiyuki Yoshizawa and assistant Noriko, moving Mickey Mouse.

"Ah, Kimura-san, haven't you gone back yet?" Nakamori Akina, who was holding the largest Mickey Mouse toy, asked in surprise when she saw Kimura Hiroshi.

"No, the president and Mr. Tomioka are selecting a mermaid for me." Kimura Hiroshi pretended to be very troubled.

His words successfully made everyone present laugh. After the laughter subsided, Kimura Hiroshi continued, "I also want to thank Akina-san for the advice this time. By the way, everyone hasn't eaten yet, right? Let me treat you to a meal as a way of thanking Akina-san."

"Oh, is that okay? How about we go eat sushi?" Nakamori Akina was overjoyed to hear that they were going to eat. She loved eating with friends because it kept her from feeling lonely, and she was most afraid of being alone.

However, this suggestion was immediately opposed by Akiyuki Yoshizawa: "No, absolutely not. Please be mindful of your status, both of you."

Both of them, Hiroshi Kimura and Akina Nakamori, became top stars immediately upon their debut and also rose to the top a little over a year after their debut. If these two top stars from Ken-On were to go out to eat and be photographed, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause, not to mention that if they were spotted in some place, it could cause a commotion.

"It's alright, Akiyuki-san. Akina-san and I will cover for you. We'll leave the ordering to Akiyuki-san and Mieko-san," Kimura Hiroshi said.

Akina Nakamori nodded vigorously, looking at Yoshizawa Akiyuki with expectant eyes, and said, "Go ahead, Mr. Akiyuki. I've been working very hard lately and haven't lost my temper. Let us go."

He unleashed his ultimate move, and Akiyuki Yoshizawa was defeated. Recently, Nakamori Akina had indeed performed very well, not losing her temper with dissatisfied seniors and staff. He nodded helplessly.

"Great! Kimura-san, let's get going!" Nakamori Akina was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

To avoid being recognized, Hiroshi Kimura offered his sunglasses, and the two of them each wore one. Yoshizawa Akiyuki took Noriko with him, while Mieko shielded the two of them in the middle. They arrived at a sushi restaurant, which was quite large and had some quiet corners.

After finding a spot, the two were hidden inside until they finished ordering and the waiter left. Only then did they take off their sunglasses, exchange a smile, and a hint of helplessness – this is the painful reality for celebrities.

There was a potted plant on the side of the table. It seemed to have been neglected because it was in a corner and had withered a bit. Nakamori Akina noticed it when she took off her sunglasses. She picked up the potted plant and looked at the withered branches.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you alright? You look so pitiful." She held the potted plant and talked to herself.

Her behavior caused Akira Yoshizawa's relaxed expression to turn sour again. "She's doing this again. Doesn't she consider whether it's appropriate or not? When someone invites you to dinner, doing strange things and saying strange things will embarrass the host. This is extremely impolite."

Afraid that Kimura Hiroshi would be unhappy, he wanted to explain, but he found that Kimura Hiroshi was not angry at all, but instead looked at Nakamori Akina with some tenderness.

“Let’s buy it later. I don’t know how to take care of potted plants. Ms. Mieko, Ms. Noriko, do you know how? Can you help it get better?” Kimura Hiroshi naturally picked up on Nakamori Akina’s words.

"Huh?" Everyone present was a little stunned. They were just worried that Kimura Hiroshi would be angry because of Nakamori Akina's rudeness, but they did not expect him to speak up for Nakamori Akina.

“I can, no, my father can. My father has been growing potted plants since he retired, and he’s very good at it. I can let him try growing them,” Ji Zi said.

At this moment, Akina Nakamori realized that she seemed to be acting very strangely. She had come to eat happily, but she was doing strange things and saying strange things. She said with great remorse, "No, no, it's me who's acting strangely. I'm sorry, Kimura-san."

"No, I really admire Akina-san's gentle and loving nature," Kimura Hiroshi said with a smile.

Akina Nakamori possesses a delicate and complex inner world, exhibiting some of the qualities of Lin Daiyu (a character from the classic Chinese novel *Dream of the Red Chamber*), including exceptional talent, a touch of willfulness, and a hint of arrogance.

However, she was frail and sickly from a young age and was often left alone at home, which made her somewhat insecure and sensitive. She had a strong sense of empathy, was afraid of being alone, and often tried to please others, which sometimes made her behave strangely.

Girls like this need more recognition and care, which will improve their mindset. Unfortunately, Japanese people care more about these things than about conformity and not doing anything impolite or inappropriate.

He took the potted plant from Akina Nakamori and placed it next to Noriko. "Please ask Ms. Noriko's father to take good care of it. I will pay him accordingly. Now, let's enjoy the food. Would you like some drinks, ladies and gentlemen?"

"Yes, I want to drink twelve cups. I'll drink with Kimura-san." Sure enough, seeing that the bonsai was being taken care of, Nakamori Akina's mood immediately improved, and she shouted for drinks. One of her hobbies is drinking, which may have been caused by work pressure and family reasons. After becoming an adult, she often drinks alone until she is drunk.

"Hey, senior, minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol, and you're going to drink twelve cups. Don't you have work tomorrow? Three cups at most, go home and get a good night's sleep." Japanese law prohibits minors from drinking alcohol, but as long as you're not wearing a school uniform, basically no one will care, let alone these working minors.

"Ah, you're so strict, younger brother. Three drinks it is then. I can't get drunk," Nakamori Akina said proudly.