Imagine being the yakuza in that scene and having to be all like "damn, Emitsun, you fuckin' fine, all sexy with your fat body and horrific black nipples. I would totally have sex with you, both in this JAV and in real life." when all he really wants to do is fuck another 16 year old in his dressing room. Like seriously imagine having to be that yakuza and not only sit in that bed while Emi Nitta flaunts her disgusting body in front of you, the mosaic censorship barely concealing her stretchmarks and greasy skin, and just sit there, take after take, hour after hour, while she perfected that sex. Not only having to tolerate her monstrous fucking breath but her haughty attitude as everyone on set tells her she's THE CUTEST AMATEUR and DAMN, THIS GIRL HAS A GREAT SINGING VOICE because they're not the ones who have to sit there and watch her fat fucking michelin ass release gases in your dick you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been fucking nothing but a healthy diet of schoolgirls and supermodels and later dead-eyed naive country girls for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of the boonies in Okinawa. You've never even smelled anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste her breath as she forcefully shoves her tongue down your throat, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to sit there and revel in her "rubenesque (for that is what she calls herself)" beauty, the beauty she worked so hard eating karaage in the previous months. And then the director calls for another take, and you know you could kill every single person in this room before your bosses could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're a fucking yakuza. You're not going to lose your future criminal career over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and bear it.