Chapter 187 Evil That Changes With The Times
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
"Then, Yuna-san, please sign this document," the man said, placing the paper in front of her with a smug grin.
"Yuna, you must not sign it!" her manager shouted, voice trembling with urgency.
"……"
Yuna said nothing.
But her silence wasn't because she was analyzing the situation or because she had nothing to say—
She simply couldn't speak.
Fear had stolen her voice.
It was only natural.
No matter how popular Nishira Yuna might be as the face of a top idol group, she was still just a seventeen-year-old girl.
"It's perfectly fine if you don't sign right away," the man said with a twisted smile. "Until you do, we'll just go ahead and film the manager's debut work and wait."
"Yuna, don't give in to them! Just forget about me and run!" her manager cried, voice cracking with desperation.
"Shall we give escape a try?" one of the men sneered, glancing at his comrades. "Though I have a feeling the manager's debut might turn into something more… violent."
The manager understood all too well.
The men pressing Yuna to sign weren't just threatening—they were playing.
They were confident, entertained by the power they held.
If they wanted to, they could film first and get the signature later.
This was a game to them. A show.
Their enjoyment came from watching Yuna and her manager squirm.
So the real question was…
How to get Yuna out of this place?
"Dad, the data copy's done," said one of the younger men, holding up a phone.
"Find anything useful?" Hidemaro asked without looking up.
"There were private photos, contact info, and addresses for all the group members."
"I see… That's gold," Hidemaro said, his voice filled with dark amusement. "If we got all the top idols to debut in AV, we'd make a fortune!"
The man who spoke called Hidemaro Dad.
Of course, that wasn't literal.
This entire production company—if it could even be called that—was a front run by the Yakuza.
To some, this might seem surprising.
But that just shows how little the average person understands.
Over a hundred years ago, back in Haruto's previous life, the Yakuza still thrived on deep pockets.
But things changed.
Law revisions, police crackdowns—
The authorities cut off the money supply.
With nowhere else to turn, many of the old criminal organizations had to adapt.
The modern Yakuza became different.
They got degrees, started legitimate businesses, and used them to fund their underground worlds.
In short, they became company presidents.
But it's important to note—
Not all of them were like Hidemaro.
Some actually ran proper businesses.
Some actually cared about their employees.
There were companies out there with ordinary people working under them, never touching the shadows behind the curtain.
But this one… was not like that.
In recent years, one more shift occurred.
A law was passed to protect women from being forced into adult video work.
In Haruto's former life, this law had already existed:
Any actress, no matter how far along the production was, could revoke consent at any time.
Even if the release was days away, all she had to say was "I changed my mind," and everything would be halted.
This law existed to eliminate coercion.
And while it did protect many women…
It also opened the door for those who would exploit it.
Some shady companies took advantage.
They'd send in a planted actress to a rival studio.
At the very last moment, she'd pull out—
The project would collapse.
A small studio could go bankrupt overnight.
As rival studios disappeared, these opportunists rose.
But there was nothing clean or professional about how they operated.
They'd lure in women under the guise of interviews—
Bring them to locked rooms—
Film something compromising.
And once recorded, there was no backing out.
"…I'll sign," Yuna said softly, her voice barely a whisper.
"Huh!?" one of the men blinked in surprise.
"I'll… sign it," she repeated, forcing the words out.
"Yuna, no!" her manager shouted, stepping forward.
"I-in exchange…" Yuna swallowed hard, her hands clenched at her sides. "Please… let my manager and everyone else go. Don't drag them into this."
"If that's what Yuna-san wants," Hidemaro replied, smirking. "Let's make that promise."
"Yuna! Don't believe them! It's a lie!" her manager cried out.
"How cruel," Hidemaro said, turning toward him with a condescending tilt of his head. "Should we have you wait in another room until Yuna-san finishes speaking?"
"No! Please… let him stay with me," Yuna said quickly, her voice shaking.
"Well, if Yuna-san insists, we can allow that," Hidemaro said, gesturing toward the paper. "Now, please sign here."
"Yuna, I beg you… stop. Don't do this. Run away," the manager pleaded, his voice hoarse.
Yuna picked up the pen with trembling fingers.
Her hand shook as she brought the tip to the paper.
(…Foolish girl. She doesn't even realize it's a fake contract. Everything in it is a lie.)
The truth was, her agency had already sent a formal refusal the day before.
But people like Hidemaro didn't care.
He wasn't the kind of man to walk away just because a document said no.
A top idol making her adult video debut?
To him, that was the perfect bait.
Too good to give up.
(After this, maybe I'll film something even more humiliating… keep them too ashamed to speak out.)
Still shaking, Yuna slowly began writing her name.
Hidemaro watched her silently, already planning what would come next—
Notes:
• Yuna – Female. A famous idol. She has well-defined features and is described as idol-like in appearance. She is a member of a popular idol group known for intense dance and singing performances. She is considering an AV job, which is unusual for a current popular idol. Her relationship with Haruto is that of a customer seeking assistance.
• Hidemaro – Male. The representative of the company planning Yuna’s debut. His appearance is polite but intimidating, with a face resembling that of a Yakuza. He is persistent and manipulative, pushing forward with the debut plans despite objections. His relationship with Yuna and Sasahira is adversarial.
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