Part II, !

Several days after what was Ann’s most embarrassing photoshoot of her modeling career, she and her manager had just finished a long and arduous set in Kyoto.

Ann walked down the hall dressed in a white and red giesha yukata. It was a traditional Japanese dress worn by performers hundreds of years ago, specifically one that sported a flower motif. Not only that, but her face was covered in white makeup, so much so that Ann felt like her face was being smothered by it.

She could barely walk as her back lurched forward. She felt exhausted and hot, as she was stuck in layers of cloth and makeup all day in the hot summer heat. She could feel sweat trickle down her cheeks and neck, staining the makeup.

“Geez, I wasn’t expecting this shoot to last all day…” Her manager moaned as he walked beside her.

“Ugh, tell me about it. At least you weren’t standing up there sweating like crazy.” Ann said in an annoyed tone.

“Hey, at least you’re wearing clothes this time.” He said with a small laugh. Ann chuckled with him, her makeup covering her flustered cheeks as she remembered that embarrassing day.

She still remembered all of the strange and lewd outfits that imposter Kashiwagi had put her in, how she twerked in front of him, and how she chased him down in the nude.

“Yeah… But at least we finally got into People of Japan! That was almost worth it.” Ann said, always finding a positive spin to everything.

Her manager winced in disappointment. “Speaking about that… Your photo’s gotten us a lot of offers lately. Unfortunately, almost all of them want you to do another nude photo.”

Ann replied with a somber frown. “Ehh, I kinda expected that. But hey, as long as it ain’t that creep behind the camera I’ll be okay with it.”

“I get that, but I’d hate for you to be just another model who sells their body to any magazine. Trust me, in this industry, nude models are chewed out faster than gum on a playground.”

“Hmm, look at you caring about me.” Ann replied with a smirk. “Thought I was a good for nothing nepo baby, now you’re looking out for me?”

“I-I… You know what, yeah, I guess I do care about ya, but that’s only because you’re now my top model, okay?”

Ann couldn’t stop laughing, momentarily ignoring the pain in her back. Meanwhile her manager was beet red in the face.

“UUGH, go on and change. I’m canceling all of our other shoots for today, so go and relax, will ya?” Her manger said before walking off, leaving Ann standing in front of her changing room.