A Nightmare at Johnny’s: The Jr. Days of Okamoto Kauan

The late Mr. Johnny Kitagawa lived on the top floor of a tower apartment building in Aoyama, Tokyo.

There were numerous bedrooms, a dining table where many people could dine, a soundproofed room with karaoke, and a theater room with an array of games.

He had everything he wanted, and many Jr. members came to visit him every day. If they were liked by Mr. Johnny, they were given a key and could come and go as they pleased. However, it was also the site of sexual assault.

 

This is the third installment in the epic half-life of  Okamoto Kauan, 27, who has revealed the dark side of a major entertainment company by accusing Mr. Johnny of sexual assault. This is a sequel to ” Part 2: The Jr. days of singing at the Tokyo Dome and then working part-time at a convenience store.

 A nightmare befell Kauan, who joined Johnny’s from his hometown of Toyohashi, Aichi Prefecture, with the goal of becoming an artist. The following is Kauan’s recollection.

“I had heard rumors for a long time that Mr. Johnny was attacking Jr. members. But I thought it was an urban legend. I thought it was just an overblown story born out of jealousy toward the more successful members.”

Kauan, go to bed early.

It was March of 2012, not long after Kauan joined Johnny’s. After work, he would go to bed with the other members and ask them to join him in Johnny’s. “I’ve been working with you for a long time,” he said. After work, he and the other members went to Johnny’s house to stay the night. After finishing dinner, he said to me, “You guys go to bed early.”

You guys go to bed early. Kauan, go to bed early.

 

The named members had to sleep in Mr. Johnny’s bedroom or in a nearby room. Sssssssssss…While Kauan was sleeping in a nearby room, he heard Mr. Johnny walking with slippers in the middle of the night. Mr. Johnny came into the room, took off the covers and lay down around Kauan’s waist.

“My heart skipped a beat,” he said. “He made me took off the yukata I was wearing and stroked my lower body over my underwear. Then he touched me directly with his hand and… with his mouth. I was so uncomfortable, but I just held it in. Later, when someone asked me, ‘Did he do it to you?’ I pretended to be asleep so that I could blurt out, ‘I don’t know.’”