The director turned back and instructed, "Shoot the other scenes first. Put Nanjo's off for later and wait until his clothes arrive. Luckily, this is a modern drama, and we didn't bring in any brand sponsorships, so any clothes will do. Otherwise, this would've been a much bigger problem."
In the room, Nanjo Hayato frowned. No matter how he listened to it, the director sounded like he was complaining that Nanjo had offended someone.
But the director hadn't said it outright, and Nanjo's popularity had declined badly lately. It really wasn't easy for him to get roles anymore, so he couldn't afford to make a scene.
In the end, Nanjo Hayato could only vent his frustration elsewhere. "Where the hell did Yoshino run off to?! She's always hanging around being an eyesore, but when I need her to run out and buy costumes, she's nowhere to be seen!"
At the same time, he glanced at Okiya Subaru, whose face was full of reluctance, and picked at him, "Does this guy even know how to pick clothes? Don't come back with a bunch of cheap street-stall junk."
Okiya Subaru's eye twitched. "..." I haven't even complained about you, and you...
Just then, a voice suddenly came from beside Nanjo Hayato.
Hearing him ask where his assistant had gone, someone gently explained, "Your wife wanted to buy some clothes, so she asked Miss Yoshino to go with her and help her choose."
Nanjo Hayato grew even angrier. "Those two irresponsible idiots! Is my business not more important than their trivial errands?!"
When he turned around after saying that, he was startled to discover that the person who had explained things to him was actually Kinoshita Yoko.
Nanjo Hayato: "..."
Though he looked down on young actresses like her, he had to admit