
After getting enough rest, Taka, Shinoda and I went to visit a famous radio station in South Korea. In South Korea, radio is still often heard because it has a classic charm and romance of its own. Usually, in order to attract young fans, radio producers invite guest stars who are group idols and have many fans. As of today, Taka is scheduled to conduct an interview with an announcer who is also an idol of the group.
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We were greeted by the producers and radio staff. With fluent-sounding Japanese, they spoke to Shinoda and Taka. We were ushered into the producer's room for some briefings. Because Taka is an idol from outside South Korea, he was asked to record a short video to be installed on a large screen that would be placed in a public space in order to promote this radio station among young people. After the briefing was completed, he was ushered into the dressing room to be discharged.
"Excuse me, are you Taka-san's assistant? Can you come with me for a minute?"
I who had just entered the dressing room turned to make sure that the girl next to me was indeed talking to me. "I?" my many.
"Yes you, who else? You're the only assistant here. You think you're the one who's gonna be recorded? Follow me, bring some change clothes for Taka-san so she can pick them." Although spoken softly, I could hear a faint tone from his voice.
Inevitably, I went outside the room under the worried gazes of Taka and Shinoda.
***
I went back to the dressing room with a face that seemed bad because Shinoda gasped at me. With both hands filled with clothes, I sat on a waiting sofa, right behind Taka who was sitting.
My mood got worse because of the girl telling me to follow her. With his two friends, they talked about me right in front of my eyes in English. Words like "campaign, can't speak English, immigrant citizens and Japanese are so bad" were right for me. For a moment, I almost returned their words with a fairly fluent English when I suddenly thought that pretending to be a bo*doh person would be advantageous. I could tell what they were talking about me or Taka, right in front of my face.
***
A radio staff came in and told Taka that the radio host who was going to interview him had arrived and would be filming a short video together. Before long, the person in question attended and formally introduced himself to Taka and Shinoda.
"Miss, can you follow me?" The girl who came and called me. Lazily, I stood up and followed her from behind.
"What is Taka-san's favorite food and drink? We'll order something to visit after the broadcast."
I was silent for a moment, then without hesitation immediately mentioned vegetarian food.
I nodded slowly. We continued walking until we arrived at the office. On the table was lined with many boxes that I expected to contain typical South Korean items, because I could recognize the ginseng packaging box located at the front.
"I told Shinoda-sama that there were few hands from us" he told me.
"Then?" my question does not understand.
The girl looked at me with a look of disdain. "It looks like you just got to work, so don't know what the job of an assistant is. I'll let you know if we've prepared some hands. And those hands are right in front of your eyes. So instead, you start carrying all the stuff on that table and put it in the car that brought you here."
I was stunned for a moment after hearing his explanation. Without waiting for my answer, the girl began to take out a single dus and placed it directly in my hand.
"Rushing, hurry!" said ketus.
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"Please drink." Someone gave me a bottle of cold mineral water. When I lifted my face, I was stunned at the figure who held out the bottle.
"Thank you" I said clumsily.
The figure who turned out to be the radio announcer in this place smiled kindly. "Rest first, you've worked well."
I walked towards the sofa holding a bottle of mineral water. When I was just sitting down, the radio announcer held out a small electric fan.
"Please, you look hot" he said again.
I smiled and thanked him. When I accidentally turned to the corner of the room, I was stunned to see Taka sitting down and looking at me with a sharp look.