Yes, albeit with a bribe

“No! I’m not wearing this, this thing!” Ann put her foot down for once. She had been subjected to embarrassing outfits and **** exposure enough as it was that day, but to wear such a degrading and humiliating bikini was her limit.

“Really? You know who you’re talking to, right?” Kashiwagi said, his casual demeanor quickly shifted into an offended expression. He walked up to the model in an attempt to intimidate her, but Ann wasn’t impressed. She’d faced gods of cognition and unholy demons before, so a miffed photographer was nothing she couldn’t handle.

“You’re a successful model, Takamaki-san, but no model worth their salt would deny a spot on People of Japan.” Kashiwagi said as he got up close to Ann’s face.

“Kashiwagi-san, please step away from my client.”

Both Kashiwagi and Ann looked over at Ann’s manager, who had a steely eye look to him.

“I beg your pardon?”

“You don’t have the right to threaten my model. I was fine with the suit and the bikini top, but this seems… ****. Besides, isn’t The People of Japan a more family friendly mag? There’s no way you could show her so exposed like that!” The manager explained.

“Oh, well…” Kashiwagi stammered, “It’s a special edition of our magazine, tailored to our adult audience. Takamaki-san’s beauty and stature can’t be enjoyed without some scandalous outfits.”

“I get skimpy, but this is borderline porno! I’m sorry, but maybe we should just excuse ourselves. Ann, get dressed, we’re leaving.” The manager said as he began to walk away from the set.

But before he could leave, Kashiwagi and his two assistants stop him in his tracks, holding two briefcases in front of him.

“Hey! What in the hell are you doing, get outta my way!” The manager exclaimed in annoyance.

“I understand you and Takamaki-san’s concerns, but maybe this’ll change your mind.” Kashiwagi said before snapping his fingers. The two assistants beside him open their cases slowly, a faint yellow glow emitting from them.

The manager looked down in awe as he saw what looked to be stacks of freshly pressed and minted yen. He was practically drooling at the sight of such ludicrous amounts of cash.

“I-I-is that…” He struggled to reply.

“10 million yen, each! And if you and Takamaki-san go through with the rest of this shoot, it’s all yours.”

“You really think we’d take a bri—”

“Yes.” Ann’s manager said bluntly, cutting her off and leaving her dumbfounded and mouth agape.

“Fantastic, now. Let’s continue one with the shoot.” Kashiwagi said with a devilish grin as he eyed Ann down. Meanwhile Ann’s manager was counting each stack of bills in both brief cases, completely ignoring Ann and her embarrassing blight.