Chapter 476: Art

The next morning, Masayoshi Kishimoto and Rie Sakai woke up one after another from the same king-sized bed and got out of the bed one after another.

After freshening up and getting dressed, they walked down the stairs to the small dining room on the first floor. As usual, the two sat down facing each other and began to eat their breakfast.

Kishimoto Masayoshi smoothly took a copy of today’s newspaper from the side of the dining table and flipped through it in his hand, saying, “Why don’t I not go to the office today, and dedicate a day to accompanying you?”

“No need.” Sakai Rie said as she picked up the glass in front of her and started drinking milk.

“Tender Land, Hero’s Grave. Are you worried that I’ll become addicted and corrupted?” Masayoshi Kishimoto said as the corners of his mouth were slightly turned upwards.

Sakai Rie took a large sip of milk and gently put down the glass in her hand, then picked up a napkin cloth from the side and gently wiped the surface of her mouth and said, “If only I had that much charm.

I’m sure your heart would be completely focused on me, and you wouldn’t think about going to Roppongi or Ginza from time to time.”

Masayoshi Kishimoto closed the newspaper in his hand and folded it again before placing it on the side. He neither denied nor resisted, after all, it wouldn’t be necessary in her presence.

Masayoshi Kishimoto calmly said, “Even if I have occasionally visited those places you mentioned, it was mainly for work purposes. Of course, that doesn’t exclude me from going to decompress and have some fun.

There are always misconceptions about female publicists in the world in one way or another. The PR girls in Roppongi and Ginza are not ordinary.

Only two out of a hundred applicants are retained. This elimination rate is much higher than that of a large company.

Famous stores are naturally the most disciplined, and it is impossible to use minors or to make it as vulgar as a custom store. How many years can a woman be glamorous?

Not to mention that a woman’s looks are not the most important thing. An excellent female publicist not only must be able to talk, but also must have at least one aspect of the specialty.

This can afford this first-class high consumption place of men, what ring fat and thin beautiful women have not seen, have not played.

The reason why everyone would come is just to figure out a mental relaxation and pass the occasional boring night.”

“You sure are experienced.” Rie Sakai didn’t take it to heart at all. On the one hand, she was well aware that Japan’s deeply rooted culture was just like that. All over the world, to be exact.

Besides, what successful man doesn’t go to a place like that? It was sort of a class status symbol, a pin-up after all.

On the other hand was the fact that he himself had known for a long time that Masayoshi Kishimoto had quite a few priors under his belt. If he didn’t admit it, he would in turn make himself feel its hypocrisy.

“If you don’t like it, then I won’t go if I can in the future.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said casually.

Sakai Rie blurted out the word “don’t”. She didn’t believe that if the other party said she wouldn’t go, she would definitely not go. Men were all piggish and often didn’t keep their words.

She herself wasn’t the least bit afraid that Masayoshi Kishimoto would stay in Roppongi or Ginza with a female publicist in some of those famous stores. Her only concern still lay with actresses like Kyoko Fukada.

It wasn’t like she didn’t know that Hard Gold Media, a subsidiary of the Hard Gold Group, was one of the places she was most worried about, bar none.

The HORIPRO office had all sorts of cute actresses, and TV Tokyo had airy, good-looking, and generous female anchors. On top of that, there are pretty female staff members and so on.

Her own man was the biggest boss. She knew that many of her own kind would be willing to go to bed to get ahead. It was even more prevalent within this entertainment industry.

“How’s your graduation design coming along?” Masayoshi Kishimoto asked as he held a stainless steel dinner knife in one hand and a stainless steel dinner fork in the other.

Sakai Rie had also become indifferent to that piece of paper Tokyo University of the Arts graduation certificate. This was completely unlike the state of mind she was in when she first enrolled in Tokyo University of the Arts.

At that time, she had been thinking about studying hard, moving up and improving every day, so that she could achieve something in the field of art.

Nowadays, she can’t help but laugh at her own simple thoughts, saying, “Only today do I truly understand that the so-called art is also inseparable from capital.”

“Capital is everywhere. Even the monumental art that came out during the Renaissance needed the support of capital. One of the most famous supporters of this was the Medici family.” Justice Kishimoto said without haste.

“What, you want to invest in the art field?” Rie Sakai similarly chatted as she ate.

“No interest in that one for now. Of course, if you have to ask me to make a relevant investment in your art, then I’ll have to comply.” Masayoshi Kishimoto laughed a little and said.

“What do you mean by this laugh? Is it making fun of me?” Rie Sakai questioned as she paused the movement of her hands.

“See..! You’re being paranoid aren’t you. What I mean is that it’s not impossible for you to become a Western flutist who is famous in Japan or internationally.

It would require a three hundred and sixty degree all-round packaging and building of you, and it would also require capital for a related operation. If you succeed, it will be a profitable business.

Ryuichi Sakamoto, who graduated from your Tokyo University of the Arts, can be said to be both an artist and a success built by capital.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said slowly.

“That’s better.” Sakai Rie didn’t have that urgent heart for being famous and said.

“Art belongs to the realm of the emotional, lacking rational support, and is often indefinable.

Literature is also a category of art. Herman Melville’s (or Herman Melville, as it is translated) Moby Dick is hailed in today’s America as second only to the Bible in existence.

Moby-Dick did not gain widespread public attention until seventy years after its publication. In his book The Ten Greatest Novelists of the World and Their Masterpieces, the British author Maugham rated Moby Dick far above other American authors Edgar Allan Poe and Mark Twain.

However, only five copies of Moby-Dick were sold in the year it was officially published.” Although Masayoshi Kishimoto was not proficient in music, painting, and other artistic fields, he still knew a little bit about the field of literature.

“Yesterday, you were still telling me that you wanted to follow your heart’s call to do things. Today, you mentioned the English writer Maugham to me again.

It’s hard to believe that you’re really planning to become like the hero in The Moon and Sixpence?” Sakai Rie guffawed.

“Even so, I’m not becoming a painter, but a novelist.” Masayoshi Kishimoto said bluntly.