Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 377 Which unlucky guy

"By the way, Fushan, aren't you planning to flee to Madagascar? How's the contact going?"

It was not until the business car disappeared deep into the Imperial Palace that Miyamoto turned around and asked curiously.

"As for the escape, we have already contacted them. There are ships waiting for us on the high seas every week. We can pick up the bucket and leave at any time..."

"But when I think about how my hard-earned foundation was destroyed and reduced to this state just because I hacked a little idol and got hold of a quantum computer port, I feel really bad..."

He raised his head and exhaled a large cloud of smoke. Fukuyama watched in confusion as it changed into various shapes on the ceiling until it dissipated.

"I can't accept it, and I can't understand...why things turned out like this!"

He suddenly punched the wall hard several times.

"Be gentle. If you damage the wall, it will be very expensive and troublesome to repair it when you move out... Life is full of ups and downs, isn't that normal?"

"Those high-ranking figures may be ruined at any time because of one or two of our photos."

"Don't underestimate me now as the top outsourced photography team of Bunshun, but there are so many people who secretly hate us and want us to fail that they can't even be counted."

Miyamoto looked like he was used to such things and shrugged nonchalantly.

The magazine "Bunshun", for which he has been cooperating and contributing articles for a long time, was formerly the "Bungei Shunju", a literary weathervane in the 11th district. Later, in order to increase sales, it began to report scandals, gossip, murders and other explosive and private news, and gradually developed into the most notorious gossip weekly, ruthlessly exposing the scandals of politicians, celebrities and other public figures, and was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of countless people.

Countless public figures have been ruined by the ruthless revelations of Bunshun, many of whom were due to photos provided by Miyamoto's "outsourced photography team".

"Wait, there's a call from the company..."

"Hey, I told you not to bother me when I'm working... Any big job? An order from Bunshun?"

Miyamoto put on headphones and started talking on the phone while staring intently at the viewfinder.

"What? The sponsor is J-company. Aren't they always against us?"

Hearing the name "J Company", Miyamoto's expression eased a little.

As for the news he contributed, the most painful failure in the history of gossip in "Bunshun" was related to J Company...

Ten years ago, Miyamoto, who had just entered the "paparazzi world", "graduated" from his master's hellish special training and was introduced to "Bunshun" as an outsourced paparazzi...

At that time, the magazine became famous for publishing the real names of murderers and exposing insider trading of politicians and financial groups. It was the standard-bearer of public opinion, and with a peak sales volume of 70 copies, it became the most widely circulated comprehensive weekly magazine of its time.

Shortly after joining the company, Miyamoto unexpectedly received a report from the assistant of J Company's president, Matsudaira Johnny, accusing Matsudaira Johnny of harassing him and often letting his male trainees spend the night in the "Buddhist temple" on the top floor of the company.

After several months of investigation, Miyamoto provided detailed investigation records, photos and recordings to Bunshun, and successfully published this "J-company scandal" on the front page of that issue, accusing Matsudaira Johnny of organized oppression of underage trainees.

But this time, none of the other TV stations, newspapers, weekly magazines and other media followed up with the report, and they remained silent as death.

Instead, not long after, Miyamoto received news that the assistant had committed suicide.

Then, J Company filed a lawsuit against Bunshun in the Tokyo District Court. Even though the second-instance judgment confirmed that most of the content provided by Miyamoto was true, the mainstream media continued to remain silent and the police did not even initiate an investigation, resulting in the scandal being left unresolved.

Since then, due to the ban, suppression and smearing by J Company and other media, the status of "Bunshun" has continued to decline and it has become synonymous with gossip tabloid. Although its sales are good and it occasionally breaks news, it has been excluded from the mainstream media.

"I don't mind. I'm a nobody who doesn't want to see the light. How dare I be picky with a sponsor like J-Company..."

"However, there have been quite a few orders in the news agency recently. Even I'm busy on the front line and can't spare any time. Let's take a look at the content of the commission first." Miyamoto laughed with his colleagues, and after hanging up the phone, he looked a little lonely again.

After that incident, he deeply understood that the entertainment industry in District 11 was like a solid white tower, surrounded by airtight walls that prevented even the sunlight from entering...

So, all I have to do is be a fat rat crossing the street in the shadows.

"Hey, J-Company is a rare customer. Not only did they place an order, but the content of the commission is too weird. They paid such a generous price, and all they asked was to discredit their idol by any means necessary?"

"Let me see which unlucky guy has offended his own company to such an extent that he even dares to expose his family's shame to the public and hire a paparazzi like me to deal with him..."

Miyamoto lowered his head and looked through the order form.

"boring……"

Fukuyama continued to lie back on his "garbage pile" and lit another cigarette.

"Xia Fan, of Dragon origin, 19 years old, a first-year student in the Department of Music at Tokyo University of the Arts..."

"She debuted with the highest popularity in the talent show "Idol Birth Festival" and is currently a member of the international limited group "ALLFORONE", or AFO for short..."

Listening to Miyamoto's mumbling, Fukuyama's originally sleepy eyes suddenly widened!
"?!"

Because of a certain name, fine bloodshot burst out on the whites of his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey... This kid's debut experience is too legendary. He has a burning style and is of Dragon Nation descent. He actually won the first place in the talent show jointly organized by J, A, and S..."

"Hahaha, if he doesn't get screwed, who will?"

Although he has occasionally caught a glimpse of hot searches about "Xia Fan" on social media, Miyamoto has been too busy recently to find out more about it.

The idol industry is not something I am interested in and it is a sunset industry. How can it be more important than photographing the privacy of royal figures?

But this did not prevent him from being happy after learning that J Company suffered a setback.

"I've been busy lately, so I'll just find a reason to reject this troublesome request from Company J."

After reading the commission information, Miyamoto made up his mind and prepared to make a call because he was not interested in J Company.

"Next! Next!"

"what?!"

But Fukuyama, who was lying dead in the house, had silently stood in front of Miyamoto and grabbed his wrists.

"But I'm still busy with this order and can't leave..."

"If you don't have enough manpower, I'll help you! It's free, and I'll provide meals!"

"This Xia Fan just debuted through a talent show. His popularity data has broken the record of idols in the past ten years. It's not that easy to make him 'fade'. J-Corp doesn't need to rely on outsiders. Even if you come to help, it won't be that simple..."

"My connections and virtual currencies on the Dark Web are all at your disposal."

Miyamoto made several excuses, but was blocked by Fukuyama who looked determined.

(End of this chapter)