I do not own Oshi no Ko, or any of the related characters. The Manga is Written by Aka Akasaka/illustrated by Mengo Yokoyari and published by Shueisha. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only.
Potential spoilers for up to chapter 101 in the manga.
Kana probably should have ignored her friend's invitation to the izakaya that night. But when she learned that award-winning Director Masanori Shima was going to attend, she could not ignore the opportunity. She knew it was naive of her, but she could not help but hope that if she met him and they hit it off, it might lead to her getting a role in one of his movies. She was aware that this type of scenario was common in the Japanese entertainment industry, and she could not help but get her hopes up.
She knew her popularity as an actress was nowhere near the level it was as a child, and she felt that this was all she could do at present to possibly reignite her acting career. She had only become an idol because she wanted to land more acting roles but did not get the steady work she hoped for. She continued these thoughts until she was interrupted by her friend trying to get her to have an alcoholic drink with her. Kana was still only eighteen years old, so her friend should have known she could not drink yet, but her friend placed a glass of booze on the table in front of Kana regardless.
She was saved by the arrival of Director Shima. "I'll drink on her behalf." The Director announced as he deftly snatched the glass of booze from the redhead's grasp. "Oh, Mr. Shima, you came." Kana's friend exclaimed She turns toward Kana. "Do you know him?" Her friend asks. Naturally, Kana thought He was the director of multiple high-grossing movies and was the most influential director currently. Kana knew at this moment she needed to make every effort to get on the director's good side. Luckily, she did not have to wait long to grab his attention.
"You're Kana Arima, correct?" The blonde-haired director asked "I saw your movie, The Degraded Family. You sure have grown." He said this before she could answer his initial question. "Why thank you. I had the opportunity to watch your movie, Serpent Sight, too. It was wonderful," Kana Responded cheerfully but nervously.
"Stop being so formal; I'm your fan." The director states, "We can just talk casually." He tells her "No way." Kana replies, letting some of her nervousness melt away at the director's kind words. Before they can continue their conversation, Kana's friend brings up Kana's rising popularity as an idol, asking if the director has heard of Kana's idol group, B-Komachi. He explained that he was aware of the idol group and Kana's fellow troupe members, including Ruby. "How nice. I can no longer become an idol, but you have always been so beautiful, Kana." Her friend stated it with a bit of jealousy.
A dark expression fell over Kana. "Nah. I don't have anything worthy of such praise." Kana responds. "That isn't true!" The director raises his voice from next to her. Kana perks up a bit to listen to what Director Shima has to say. "Everyone in the industry is aware of your talent, Kana, but they are incapable of utilizing it." He states. "If I were the one using that talent, I'd show them how to make good use of it." He continues. Kana goes wide-eyed for a moment, clearly flattered, before the director asks if they could exchange contact information.
A few days later. She had already exchanged several LINE messages with Director Shima. Eventually he inquired about her availability, expressing his intention to meet for dinner Friday so they could discuss "work." This set off an immediate red flag in Kana's mind. She stared at her phone with a dismal expression, wondering what she should do. She felt she could not let this opportunity slip away. She could involve her manager, but there were no strict rules on relationships in her idol agency. She had only been instructed to inform the agency at times like these so that they could maintain her safety. In the end, she decided that she could decide for herself since she was already eighteen. Kana figured that she could always inform them in hindsight if something actually did happen. She did not want to give her fellow troupe members or her agency the idea that she was practically begging for acting work; her pride would not allow it.
Soon, it was Friday, the day of their dinner meeting. She chose to wear her usual uniform and beret with a nice black coat. Kana was nervous and on guard, of course; she could not be completely certain of the director's intentions. They had agreed to meet at another izakaya, this time reserving a room for just the two of them. She sat on the opposite side of the table from the director in a slight nervous sweat, just listening to him talk at first. She continued to listen and respond enthusiastically to the older blonde, her acting skills coming through for her in spades. She was surprised to learn that he was married and that he cared very much for the actors and staff working under him. She gradually allowed herself to relax in his presence, finding that she had been partially won over by his views on the entertainment industry and his intention to change it for the better. As a director, he just wanted to make good movies, and for that, he would need good actors. She came to believe in him to a certain extent, not wanting to think that everything he was saying was a lie. She felt that, at the very least, they were getting along well. and the overall vibe was good. For the first time in a while, she felt like she was back in the acting world, which made her a little happy despite her recent setbacks.
"I want to create a world where talented actors like you are appreciated, Ms. Arima." Director Shima declares, and Kana snaps back to reality and is again on full alert. "There is." She thinks to herself. It was her opening, but it was also where she would be most vulnerable. "What? Does that mean you want to cast me in a film?" She asks as nonchalantly as possible. "I don't know yet, to be honest; we need to think this through carefully before a decision can be made, right?" He responds. "That's why.. I want to learn more about you first, things like what is in your heart or your ideology." He continues but is interrupted by a member of the wait staff, who informs them that it is closing time. "We're still in the middle of a conversation. Why don't we change locations? On second thought, I shouldn't have a minor out this later." He says to himself: "No, I'm fine! I can't drink yet, but I'm a woman." Kana proclaims, desperately wanting to continue their earlier conversation. In her mind, she knows this is it. She always felt out of place as an idol, and now she knows for certain she wants to use this opportunity with the director to land a big role. "I want to continue our talk!" Kana declares, desperately clinging to hope. "If that's the case, my house is nearby; want to stop in?" Shima casually drops the invitation. The concern on Kana's face is visible, but she has gone too far to back out now.
She gathers her coat and follows Shima out of the establishment. He said his house was only a short walk from where they were, so they did not bother hailing a taxi. As they walked, Kana continued to comfort herself internally, telling herself that everything was going to be okay. They were only going to his house to talk about work and the fact that he was already married; nothing was going to happen. "Your wife is going to be surprised to see me, isn't she?" Kana tried to casually probe to see if his wife would be home during her visit. He just laughed it off, telling her not to worry as he escorted her into his apartment building. What they both failed to realize is that they had an unwanted observer lurking about who witnessed their ingress into the building side by side.
Upon entering the apartment, her worst fears were quickly confirmed. "Yeah, it's my workplace." He boldly stated Kana removed her coat and quickly got permission to have a look around on her own, trying to keep her cool. As she suspected, she quickly found a bed, the one she assumed was used when he brought women here behind his wife's back. "Wanna drink?" He asked her as she took a seat on the large couch in the living area. She saw the alcohol chilling on the counter but still responded, "I'll take a juice, please." Her nervousness and anticipation grew as she internally struggled with how to deal with the current situation. It wasn't exactly her first time in these circumstances; in the past, she would lie and say she was on her period when an adult staff member approached her for sex. These thoughts must have been written on her face because she was snapped back to reality by Director Shima's laugh. While distracted by her own thoughts, he had come to sit adjacent to her on the large couch. "What's with the cautious face?" He asked. "Are you nervous about being taken up to an adult room?" He questions. "I'm not some young kid; I know my boundaries." The man explains. "Of course. You won't look at someone like me in that way!" She said it cheerfully and with a forced smile. She half believed the words that were coming out of her mouth; they were not just a defense mechanism. She did feel pretty unattractive considering her situation in her own love life and being ranked third in popularity in B-Komachi.
"To the contrary, I find you quite attractive." Shima blurted out. For the briefest of moments, she visibly grimaced, letting her acting mask slip away. "I only work with people I'm interested in. If I see someone I like, I go for it. That goes for both business and pleasure." He continues. She lets her expression soften, and she blushes at his words and their implications. "A playboy. Huh?" Kana muses. "I won't deny that." Shima concedes. "What would your wife think if she knew?" Kana questions. "The two of us have an understanding. We don't interfere in each other's business," He replies. Why do so many creators have such a loose sense of morality? Kana thinks to herself.
"You can slap me and leave if you want. You should value and take care of yourself." He explains. "I am a human being; before a man, I respect you and also want you to know my affection." He continues. "I won't give you just any minor role. I'll prepare the best role for you that I possibly can and make your masterpiece." He proclaims. She had a stunned look on her face, and she wanted to believe in him no matter the outcome. All of her earlier doubts were blown away by his words, which were so sweet to her ears.
He moved closer to her, now placing his hand on her head to stroke her red hair. He was close enough to hear her mutter, "My masterpiece," to herself quietly. "You want to return to being an actress, right?" He asks as he continues to pat her head, and she does not reject his touch. "The sensation of being filmed while you are completely lost in a character role has a sense of freedom to it, like you have cast away all of life's baggage. It's not something that can be forgotten." He whispers into her ear as she starts to zone out a bit. He puts his hand on her cheek, and her eyes widen in discomfort for only a second before she accepts his touch. "You are a true actress, Kana," he says as he continues to caress the side of her face, then moves on to play with her right ear. A deep blush forms on her face from his words and actions. She steals her resolve, knowing what is going to happen next. He has her.
He leans in close to Kana's ear, whispering, "Just leave it to me," as he uses his whole body to push her down so that she is lying on the couch, looking up at him. Kana felt her whole body begin to heat up in anticipation and embarrassment. She was young and did not have much sexual experience. She really was just going to have to leave it to him.
He lays over her like a predator, feeling her start to tremble beneath him. He pushes his chest against her, bringing their lips together as he holds her down. The first kiss is gentle, but it feels like he is taking control. He brushes her red hair back and kisses her neck. He moved quickly through the foreplay, knowing he had to enter her before she changed her mind. Kana was in a daze from the initial contact; she could feel her body beginning to respond. Her breath hitched in her throat as he popped the first button on the front of her uniform; she almost moved to stop him reflexively but caught herself. He finished unbuttoning the front of her uniform and moved to push up her cute white bra, just enough to expose her breasts. He disappeared from her vision, leaning down to gently lick the nipple on Kana's left breast, earning him just a slight yelp from the girl beneath him.
Her breathing becomes ragged as she tries to resist the intense sensation of his tongue moving over her sensitive skin. Her eyes open wide, and she looks up at the ceiling as her mind begins to wander. While she is distracted, he lets one of his hands finally dip under Kana's skirt to feel her over her underwear. This startles her, but she still makes no move to stop him, humiliated that his petting only pushed her deeper into arousal. A wave of mixed feelings crashed over Kana. She was turned on; there was no doubt about it, but the man above her was married and nearly twice her age. She did not find him particularly unattractive, but she still felt what he was about to do was wrong; this thought only served to fuel the fire growing in her lower area.
She puts up no resistance when his hand snakes its way into her panties, tracing her moistening folds and sliding his fingers over her clitoris. Kana lets a moan slip in response, struggling not to make any noise. Satisfied with the level of lubrication he could feel from the young girl's folds, he begins to tug down Kana's underwear. She allowed the director to pull the garment down, lifting her rear just slightly to assist him. Shima, who had not removed any clothing up to this point, chose only to unfasten his pants. The metallic sound of him undoing his belt brought Kana's attention to the fact that this was it—this was the last opportunity to stop him. She did not.
She tried not to watch as he finished partially undressing, and after tossing his belt in the same direction as her panties, she heard the twang of the man's zipper. He pushed his pants and boxers down to his ankles, not wanting to delay his entry into Kana any longer. Kana began to panic. She could feel the tension filling her body. She had never experienced anything like this before, not to mention that he was now pushing her thighs apart and setting himself in between them. In the director's haste, Kana did not get a very good glimpse of the man's penis, but she caught enough to know that he did not put on a condom.
Kana, in her fear and arousal, could not bring herself to speak up to the adult. She tried telling herself that, as experienced as he no doubt was, he probably got regular STD checkups and was used to just pulling out. She did not want to put her future movie role in jeopardy, so she let it go. This let her relax somewhat as he began to rub the head of his erection against Kana's unprotected folds. He knew this was likely her first time and did not relish the idea of hurting her, so he made sure she was properly lubricated.
Figuring she would have spoken up to stop him by now, Shima said nothing and slowly slid his shaft deep inside Kana, eliciting a soft cry from the young girl underneath him. He held her wrists tightly near her head and deeply kissed her while he waited for her trembling to settle down. "Are you ok?" he asked, the only words he spoke to her since their encounter started. "Yes" She quickly lied just wanting to get it over with at this point. He drew back his manhood just far enough to see the mix of Kana's blood and vaginal fluids coating him and knew she was at least partially lying. "Good girl" he said as he began to slowly thrust into Kana, her quiet gasps and moans getting lost in the creaking of the couch below them.
The sensations were overwhelming for her; the mix of pain, pleasure, and violation as he continued to penetrate her was simply indescribable. She began to pant as he picked up the pace a bit, setting a moderate rhythm above her. Shima relished in the young girl's tightness around him, letting his weight fall onto her enough to trap her between himself and the couch. He continued to occasionally kiss her and lick her delicious neck as he fucked the young idol beneath him.
Kana was in a state of shock. She could feel her body rapidly heating up, and her mind was racing as she realized that she was actually having sex with an older man. The only thing she could do was endure the waves of pleasure and pain that came crashing over her. After about five minutes since he initially entered her, the unexpected happened. Kana felt a familiar spasm in her lower belly and widened her eyes in shock; she was having an orgasm. She did not think it was even possible under the circumstances, but she felt her entire body begin to clench up as the man moved above her.
While the director was taken aback by the unexpected reaction, he was quick to act. He leaned down and locked his lips on her neck once more while continuing to move his hips faster. His movements became rougher, pushing harder into Kana's tightening vagina. Kana's moans grew louder and more frequent as her orgasm intensified, her breath becoming ragged as the climax swept over her. Unable to handle the intensity, the young girl gave the most audible moan of the night as she felt her inner walls clench around the director's manhood. The blonde man above her locked eyes with her, staring into her red orbs as he pushes into her contracting heat, losing rhythm, and with a grunt began to ejaculate deep within her.
Kana gave a heated gasp as she felt the first spurt of his seed within her. She was in shock but did not let it show on her face as he gave three more long, deep thrusts into her, unloading the rest of his semen into her warmth with each movement. She felt violated all over again as the last of the director's seed was shot into her. She naively thought that the director would not choose to finish inside her, considering he was married and likely did not want to risk the possible scandal of her getting pregnant. Kana regretted now more than ever that she never went on birth control.
Shima collapsed atop her, pulling out in the process and panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. Kana lay beneath him, also trying to regulate her breathing after the pleasure and trauma. When she felt she had inhaled enough oxygen to speak normally, she finally plucked up enough courage to meekly say, "You came inside me," trying her best to keep a neutral expression. "Are you not on the pill?" He asked her as he handed her a box of tissues to clean the excess seed from her opening. No," she quickly responded. "Ah, sorry, sorry." Shima quickly apologized, and he quickly got up and exited the room while Kana sat up to fix her clothing. He returned quickly to find Kana just rising from being seated on the couch, and he handed the redhead a small box. "You should take this when you get home," he says. She looked down at the clearly labeled plan B, and she could not help but let relief wash over her.
He brings his hand up to her chin to tilt her head back so he can give her a long, deep kiss. "I really am sorry," he says after he pulls back. Kana, not wanting there to be hard feelings since they will likely be working together in the future, mutters a shaky "I forgive you." After Kana accepted Shima's apology, he knew that she would do pretty much anything he asked of her. He looked into Kana's red eyes and asked her to stay the night with him.
They retired to the bedroom shortly after that. He took her two more times that night, and she left on shaky legs in the morning. This, of course, did not go unnoticed by the observer that never left after witnessing them enter the building together the previous night.