While walking down Harajuku's Takeshita Street, I spotted a lovely uniformed girl carrying green onions and a pot. After she handed me a business card from a talent agency, she quickly became interested. I forged a contract and brought her back to the office, where the president immediately started "tasting" her as a greeting. Then the son of a record company president showed up, and her worst day began. The unfolding situation only heightened my excitement.