Entertainment Prodigy Chapter 30 30 - Photoshoot

Novel: Entertainment Prodigy Author: KyoHaruhi Updated: Jun 17, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 30 30 - Photoshoot from Entertainment Prodigy, a Mature novel by KyoHaruhi.

I'll post an extra chapter every 300 Power Stones. Good luck with that!

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The won waiting for were both middle-aged. They greeted with smiles and seed quite excited. Shortly after, they spoke with my mother, and the van door was closed.

There was a lot of space inside.

All the seats had been removed, and it had basically been turned into a mobile beauty salon. There was even a fitting area for to change clothes and a chair with a large mirror for makeup.

The makeup artist, nad Aika Fujimori, said, "Sit here, Kyo. I'll finish quickly, alright? You won't need heavy makeup since your skin is great and your face is already very beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Hehe." Aika smiled as she started working on my hair. "Your hair is really nice and soft too. Does he use any special products?" she asked my mother.

"He uses Tsubaki shampoo. Just a common brand."

"Tsubaki? I guess his hair is naturally good then. How surprising."

"Are you also a hairstylist, Aika-san?"

"Oh? You're already calling by my first na?"

"Do you mind?"

"Not at all. And yes, I usually take care of the hair for our actors and actresses too. Your hair is a bit long, so I could tie it back—what do you think?"

My hair was around shoulder length. Would tying it actually look good?

"Do you think it will look good?"

"Well, your hair is very soft and has a beautiful color. It would look good even if you left it down."

"You can do whatever you think is best," I said, smiling at myself in the mirror.

Then she got to work. She quickly did my makeup, applying only a bit of foundation and lightly enhancing my lips. She really didn't do much to my face. As for my hair, she applied so products, styled it, and then tied it back.

She didn't tie it completely, leaving so strands falling forward.

It looks like the hairstyle of so playboy character from an ani… what the hell?

But it looked good.

Honestly, whether tied or loose, it would look great.

Still… I'm not sure if long hair suits best. I think I'll cut it soon.

"Mom, what do you think about cutting my hair after the photoshoot?"

"Huh? Why? You look so handso like this!" she said.

"Your mother is right—you look great," Aika added.

"Really? Well, if you say so." I shrugged and stood up.

The woman in charge of my clothes was nad Miyu Kanzaki. As soon as she saw , she covered her mouth and got excited.

As I started changing, the photographer Reiko knocked on the van door.

"We're ready outside. Is everything okay in there?"

"Yes, he's coming out now!" my mother replied.

And just like that, my first photoshoot began.

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As soon as I stepped out of the van and Reiko saw , she let out a breath. "Woooow~~ You look amazing!" She gave a big smile and walked around , inspecting every detail of my outfit.

The outfit I was wearing consisted of loose pants, a basic shirt, and a light blue jacket. The shoes were simple sneakers with no specific brand.

The focus had to be on the clothes.

And I'd have to change outfits many tis today. Because of this job, I couldn't even go to school today.

"Don't exaggerate," I said to Reiko.

She ignored and said, "Great job, girls. Co on, Kyo, let's head to the location for the first shots."

Ueno Park was huge, and the cherry blossoms had blood. There were many people around, looking at with admiration.

Aside from Reiko, only my mother was accompanying .

"You're drawing so much attention~~" my mother said with a laugh.

"Yeah, everyone's staring at ."

"Look at those girls—their hearts lted just from seeing you."

"Stop it," I said.

Then we arrived at the area where the first photos would be taken.

Right in the middle of the cherry blossom trees.

The area had been partially closed off just for . There were even security guards nearby. That alone attracted a lot of attention.

"Hey, hey, is he famous?"

"I don't know, but I've never seen him before. He's handso, isn't he?"

"I've never seen soone this handso before. Should I try to get his number?"

"Are you crazy? He'll reject you instantly!"

I could clearly hear the conversation between two won. They looked to be over 20. What are they even saying about a 12-year-old boy?

I gave a smile, and suddenly Reiko raised her cara and snapped a photo.

"Hm? What was that?"

"I didn't want to miss that innocent smile," she said excitedly.

Then the photoshoot began. Reiko and the team started giving directions, and I followed their poses—smiling, acting relaxed, making serious expressions.

My gaze was intense toward the cara. Reiko said it made the photos even more captivating.

"You don't look 12 at all," she said multiple tis.

She complinted a lot. Thanks to how perfect the photos turned out, the shoot took less ti than expected.

Even though I changed outfits many tis, it only lasted four hours.

You might think, Wow, four hours is a lot.

But considering how many outfit changes there were, it was actually very short.

Reiko was extrely satisfied.

Once we finished, I bowed politely to everyone and thanked them for their work.

"Great job today, Kyo!" Reiko said with a smile. "I hope we get to work together many tis in the future. I've never had such an easy photoshoot. You're so photogenic it's unbelievable."

"It was all thanks to you," I said, thanking her again. Then she invited us to eat together with the team.

My mother and I joined them, and we ate while chatting about random things. Of course, I didn't ntion anything about my side work.

While we were at the restaurant, I took a picture of my food and then one of my face. My hair was still perfectly styled, and I was still wearing makeup. The photo turned out even better than usual.

As soon as I posted it, I noticed my followers had already passed 3,000.

Thanks, S-rank appearance!

I put my phone away and continued eating.

When we got ho, my mother told my father all about the photoshoot.

Actually… she talked about it a lot.

A lot.

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