Multiple choice system: Conan World

Misaki Itakura looked at the light blue eyes of Akikawa Kyousuke in front of her with a touch of amusement, and confusion arose in her heart.

Originally, when she heard Akikawa say that he considered himself a director, she still didn't understand what Kyousuke was going to do.

As a result, after Misaki Itakura heard the first words spoken by Akikawa Kyousuke,

she was completely taken aback.

It turned out to be that,

Akikawa , whom she had known for just over ten minutes, wanted to speculate about her.

He was different from Misaki Itakura, who had gotten information about Akikawa from the minister.

To avoid new artists being dissatisfied with their managers, Wonderful

does not disclose the manager's information to new artists.

So, before meeting him today, Kyousuke must have been unaware of her information.

Moreover, the communication she had with Akikawa just moments ago was entirely a one-sided inquiry to obtain her information.

She hadn't revealed anything other than her name.

In this case, Akikawa could be considered quite clever if he could guess one or two things.

She had never thought of that.

Akikawa had actually put himself in this position even before joining the company up until now.

What she had done, her goals for joining the company, and her inner thoughts were completely "guessed."

This was no longer just surprising.

Itakura Misaki was frightened.

Listening to the man in front of her, whom she had just met,

continuing to say what he thought, even mentioning things her own mother didn't know.

Itakura Misaki felt embarrassed and shocked at first, and then she experienced an indescribable, strange, and terrifying sensation throughout her body.

It was scary, as if every move she made was being monitored by Akikawa in front of her.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and she did her best to suppress her restless heart.

"Continue?" Akikawa asked, confused.

"You're definitely a stalker!"

Misaki Itakura said to Akikawa with a horrified expression on her face.

"No wonder Miss Yoko showed such a surprised expression when she saw you just now. You must have followed Miss Yoko!! I'll call the police!!"

"Hey, did Okino Yoko seem surprised when she saw me?"

Akikawa Kyousuke was also a bit surprised when he heard this.

He had only been looking at his own information and hadn't paid attention to Okino Yoko.

Just as Akikawa Kyousuke wondered why Okino Yoko had shown a surprised expression after seeing him,

he saw Agent Miss Itakura Misaki in front of him, pulling out her mobile phone

and then tremblingly pressing [110] on the screen.

"Hey, are you really calling the police?"

"You, you, you have to tell me how you know these things."

"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll call you a stalker!"

The pale Misaki Itakura incoherently spoke to Akikawa .

She was truly scared.

After living for more than twenty years, this was the first time Misaki Itakura had encountered something so strange.

"First, put down your phone."

"Say it first."

Originally, the distance between Misaki Itakura and Kyousuke wasn't that great.

But at that moment, she had moved away, holding her phone with one hand, her other hand's index finger pressing against her chin, and she stared at Akikawa Kyousuke with watchful eyes.

Fortunately, the workstations assigned by Wonderful to agents are large enough.

Also, Misaki Itakura's position was the innermost one against the wall. That's why no one noticed her strange behavior.

"Well..."

Akikawa sighed and then pointed to Misaki Itakura's dark suit.

"Your suit is new. It doesn't even have a trace of being washed or folded."

"What does that mean?"

"Now it's December, and it's not the day for new employees to join the company. However, today you're wearing a brand-new suit that you just bought. This shows that you place great importance on today."

Misaki Itakura didn't speak, silently agreeing with Kyousuke's statement.

"Although I wasn't looking at you at the moment, I still noticed your excitement when you saw Miss Yoko."

"If you were really a veteran agent at the company, I don't think you would have been so excited after meeting Miss Yoko."

"So I guess you just became an artist manager and haven't hired other artists yet."

Hearing Kyousuke's story, Misaki Itakura gradually lowered her guard, but the fear in her heart grew stronger.

"Then, how did you know that I followed Miss Yoko and became an artist manager to work with her?"

"Because we've only met for a total of ten minutes, and you've already mentioned 'Miss Yoko' no less than three times."

"Okay..."

Misaki Itakura suddenly felt embarrassed.

There was a feeling of shame that the idol she secretly promoted had been exposed.

"Combined with your excited expression when you saw Miss Yoko, it's easy to guess your purpose for joining the job."

"Then, how did you know that I was transferred here?"

The new manager, belonging to the same generation as Misaki Itakura, was also in charge of an artist for the first time today.

But Akikawa was able to guess that she had been transferred, and even knew that her previous job was as a programmer. This was terrible!

"Because I found that Mrs. Itakura has a deep understanding of the Japanese entertainment industry, and she also has great motivation and enthusiasm, and a pretty sharp mind."

Hearing Kyousuke suddenly praise her, Misaki Itakura also felt a little embarrassed.

Then she heard Akikawa change the subject.

"Miss Itakura, who should have received a good evaluation, was assigned to me as the last person in the crane, so the results of Miss Itakura's evaluation at the end of the training shouldn't be good, right?"

"Well!"

Misaki Itakura suddenly felt that a sensitive point had been pricked.

"So I speculate that Mrs. Itakura probably transferred to this company midway. Because the training time was shorter than that of agents in the same period, her results weren't outstanding."

"Then, how is it possible that you know what I did in my previous job? I don't have the temperament of a stereotypical programmer, right?"

After all, Misaki Itakura was still very young, so she was very concerned about this matter.

"That's not true, but Mrs. Itakura still has traces of her old job as a programmer."

Akikawa Kyousuke explained softly.

"Just like the tips of the index and middle fingers of students who are busy with their studies harden and develop calluses when holding pens, the joints of the index and thumb fingers of programmers also show subtle deformities and pressure marks."

Hearing this, Misaki Itakura quickly stretched out her hand and indeed discovered that her index and thumb fingers were slightly deformed, something she had never noticed before.

"Oh my God. How could he even notice this? I didn't even know."

As Misaki Itakura was surprised, she heard Akikawa Kyousuke continue speaking.

"One more thing, I'm afraid Miss Itakura doesn't know either."

"It's just that Miss Itakura normally sits very upright when she talks to me in a chair, but when you just wanted to search for audition videos on the computer, you unconsciously leaned forward and looked at the computer."

"Miss Itakura obviously wears glasses, but still has this habit, so I think Mrs. Itakura's previous job should have been a profession that requires looking at a computer for long periods and performing precise operations."

"Along with Mrs. Itakura's fast and skilled typing when unlocking the computer, it's clear what Mrs. Itakura's previous position was."

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