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The Struggles of a Hentai Actor

*sigh* I always wanted to be an actor you know. Star in big time movies, do interviews. I had this dream ever since I was a child, heh, I wonder how younger me would react if he saw this. "Kyah, harder senpai!" The actress above me shouted, she was completely unclothed, of course nothing was actually happening, just a whole bunch of smokes and mirrors. I layed there uncomfortably. You might be wondering why I even do this job. Well I have a basic face, one that you would expect from you average japanese male. "Faster, faster!" Shush I'm monologing.

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The personal struggle of a hentai actor

*sigh*

I always wanted to be an actor you know. Star in big time movies, do interviews. I had this dream ever since I was a child, heh, I wonder how younger me would react if he saw this.

"Kyah, harder senpai!" The actress above me shouted, she was completely unclothed, of course nothing was actually happening, just a whole bunch of smokes and mirrors. I layed there uncomfortably. You might be wondering why I even do this job. Well I have a basic face, one that you would expect from you average japanese male.

"Faster, faster!"

Shush I'm monologing.

Anyways like I was saying my face is so basic that any sad virgin male can imagine themselves in the situation my character is put in. What makes this even better is that a shadow is always casted over my face during editing. I can't complain too much, the job pays well. It's just when I was younger I was hoping to start a family, but I know for a fact I could never bring myself to tell my child this, let alone my wife, imagine the convo.

"Hey honey, what did you use to do for a living."

"Yeah dad, what did you do."

"Well son, you see those pornos you hide in your room, well I'm actually the protagonist in each one, hahaha."

See how awkward that would be. I'm literally clutching my face in embarrassment just by the thought of it.

"Hey, get back into character."

"Yes sir!"

It just sucks. See watch this, I'm about to say some cringe dialogue.

"Woahhhhh, Misaki, ***** is so deep, please let me fill the in side."

Like who would actually say this shit.

Chapter 1

Finally 'work' is over, I thought I would die from embarrassment already. I headed to my favorite dinner and sat in the booth close to the window.

"Waiter." I shouted out before turning my attention to the window, letting my mind drift away as I stare.

'woah, she's pretty. I've seen many beautiful woman but she takes the cake.' I thought to myself as I saw her walk closer. She took a glance at me and then looked away really fast, quickening her pase to get inside the dinner. She finally entered and stood on the line a bit stealing nervous glances at me before finally walking up to me really fast.

"Hmm, can I help you?" I asked, she nodded her head, she was avoiding eye contact which would be normal if she didn't quickly make eye contact then look away again.

"Y-yes, a-aree y-you, Ito Haruki!"

I froze, afraid that she knew my occupation and might be a 'fan' of my 'work'.

"Uhm yes, why?" I asked, her face brightened up.

"It's me Suzuki Chiyo." She said. She finally stopped fidgeting. I stared before finally realizing who she is.

"What! You're Chiyo!? It's been so long." I said staring at her, she smiled before sitting infront of me.

"Haruki, I thought you went abroad for collage."

"I did I just came back here for work."

"What do you do?"

"Oh I'm a por- actor. Yup an actor, I only act in small indie movies though so no need to look it up." I said upon realizing that I got too comfortable and almost outed myself.

"You became an actor, I think I saw you before in one movie."

"Hopefully not, I'm not too good at acting you know." I said, Chiyo leaned over the table on excitement, her long brown hair moving with her,

"Don't be silly, I remember you acting in the school play, you were amazing."

"Key word, 'were' amazing. Not anymore."

I said,

"Eh, well I'm sure I'll be proud of you no matter what, we were best friends remember."

"Hah yeah, but I'm sure you won't be proud of me anymore." I said with my head lowered. It wasn't a coincidence that I fell out of contact with Chiyo. Truth is I was heavily embarrassed about this job, I didn't want anyone in my family or friend group to find out that I'm a porno protagonist. So I distance myself, because let's be honest, if you ever found out that your friend dropped out of collage to be a porn star won't you be embarrassed/disappointed too. So yeah.

"Hey Haruki, are you coming to the class reunion." She asked,

"Yup." I said, which was a blatant lie.

"That's great, everyone in our friend group would be there." I nodded my head dully, she looked at me and reached over to move my hair to the side,

"Dude you look like a hentai protagonist, you need to cut your hair."

"What, haha, that's so funny." I said scratching my arm as I laughed. Little does she know my hair has to be this long because I'm a hentai protagonist.