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Because the coat he was originally wearing was borrowed by Miyamoto Yumi, he only wore a white shirt on his upper body, which looked very thin.

If he catches a cold tomorrow, he won't need the horse charm - he must let that woman take good care of him for a day!

With this thought in mind, Kitahara Hao carried shopping bags and returned to the main driving position of the traffic police car.

His Porsche is still parked in the parking lot of the Metropolitan Police Department, so he can only drive Yumi Miyamoto's police car first.

boom--

As the car door made a soft sound, the slightly cold feeling was also isolated from the outside.

"Phew, go home!"

Rubbing the ends of his hair that were soaked by the rain, Kitahara threw all the things he bought into the passenger seat, and then drove in the direction of Yoneka Town.

The soft music in the car slowly sounded, and the white traffic police car also drove quickly through the night.

…………

The dark sky was obscured by thick dark clouds, and the silver-like rain kept falling to the ground under the dim yellow street lights, splashing circles of ripples in the water.

"It failed again..."

After walking out of the door of Nippon TV Station, Nakano Ichika slowly walked down the stairs holding the umbrella in his hand and sighed in frustration.

Although I had been mentally prepared before coming, I still felt a little bit in my heart after receiving the absolute reply. Uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, I should take some supporting roles first." Ichika Nakano tapped his toes lightly on the ground, his blue eyes looked blankly at the rain in front of him, and whispered to himself, "I will choose the second female lead as soon as I come. It’s natural for a character like this to fail.”

After all, he is not a famous star.

You must know that in order to participate in this interview, she didn't even eat the dinner prepared by Erno, so she hurried over by taxi.

The result——unsurprisingly failed.

Damn it, I still can’t bear to do it.

Nakano Ichika slowly clenched the crew flyer in her hand, feeling helpless in her heart.

After calming down for a while on the stairs of the TV station, she also took out her mobile phone from her jacket pocket and glanced at the time on the screen.

Eight fifty-four.

If you go home so late, you will inevitably be questioned by them.

Forget it, it’s better to take a taxi back first.

On the way back, I was trying to find a reason...

With this thought in mind, Nakano Ichika tapped his finger on the screen, preparing to call another taxi.

However, at this moment, a white traffic police car slowly stopped in front of her, and the raindrops hitting the car made a crisp sound.

Nakano Ichika didn't pay much attention and continued to look down at his phone.

After all, behind her is the main entrance of Rimai TV Station. Even on a rainy day, there are many people coming and going.

"Ichika, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice coming from his ears, Nakano Ichika's eyes widened instantly, and a trace of surprise flashed across his delicate face.

Eh! ?

This voice...no, it can't be, right?

She raised her head stiffly and looked at the lowered car window with her blue eyes, or to be more precise, Kitahara Hajime inside the car.

Why did you meet Beiyuan here!

When she saw the confused expression on his face, Nakano Ichika swallowed subconsciously and forced a smile on her lips.

".? Good evening, Kitahara-kun!"

She subconsciously clenched the umbrella in her hand, looked away with a guilty look, laughed twice, and responded as if nothing had happened.

No, you have to hold still - you can't let him discover your abnormality!

She didn't want her dream of becoming an actor to be known to others, especially those around her.

"Isn't this a matter of having a good night?"

Beihara Hao looked at her sideways eyes and half-squinted her eyes thoughtfully.

There is something that Ichika doesn’t want to know.

"It's so late, why did you come to the TV station?"

"Well, I'm here because..."

Nakano Ichika scratched his cheek with his fingertips, his voice sounded a little stuttered.

It was as if he was searching for a reason in his head.

"If you don't want to say it, there's no need to force it."

Beihara Hao shook his head and had no intention of continuing to ask further questions.

Everyone has their own privacy, there is no need to get to the bottom of it.

"Ahaha~"

Nakano Ichika touched his head and laughed twice, feeling quietly relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, she didn't continue to ask, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to answer.

"What mission is Kitahara-kun on?"

Nakano Ichika looked at the white police car in front of her and selectively changed the topic.

She remembered that the car Kitahara used to drive was a silver-white Porsche. Why did it suddenly change to a police car today?

"It's just that a senior drank too much, so I helped him take him home."

Kitahara Hao opened his mouth to explain.

"Ah, that's it..."

Nakano nodded in understanding, then pursed his lips, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

"Do you want me to take you back?"

Seeing that the ends of her hair were soaked, Beihara Hao couldn't help but ask.

It was really impossible to leave her here and drive home alone.

"Well, no...then I'll trouble you."

Nakano Ichika subconsciously wanted to reject the offer, group 9.8"0?2ュ0 @5ヘ8?5♀6Jue, but then she seemed to think of something, nodded and replied.

If you deliberately refuse the first/post, group 9.8"0?2ュ0 @5ヘ8?5♀6, then it would seem too guilty.

So it's better to accept it first, just like how we usually get along.

Thinking of this, she opened her mouth slightly and took a deep breath, gradually calming down her nervous mood.

"Nothing, just sit in the passenger seat."

"Um……"

After opening the car door, Nakano Ichika looked slightly stunned when he saw the convenience bags stacked on the passenger seat.

There are so many things. Did Kitahara go shopping in the supermarket just now?

"Just put those things in the back seat."

After noticing her gaze, Beihara Hao reminded her softly.

"Okay~ I didn't expect that the ingredients Kitahara-kun bought would be so——"

Nakano Ichika's voice suddenly stopped. She looked at the sky blue police uniform that was thrown on the back seat and fell into silence involuntarily.

It looks like these clothes are all for women, right?

This...is this what is called cheating!

Her pupils trembled slightly, and she thought subconsciously in her heart.

I'm busy working on graduation files and will add 2,000 words tomorrow.

136: Okino Yoko, I know her quite well, right?

"That dress belongs to a senior from the Metropolitan Police Department. I forgot to take it when I sent her home just now."

After noticing her slightly stunned gaze, Kitahara Hao opened his mouth to explain.

The tone sounded the same as usual, as if he was answering a trivial question.

Anyway, he and Miyamoto Yumi didn't do anything extraordinary in the car.

"It turns out it belongs to senior."

Nakano Ichika's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded his head suddenly.

Was Kitahara sending the girl home just now?

It looks like Nino is in danger.

After all, sending a girl home in the middle of the night - if the relationship is not particularly good, then it is definitely impossible.

After returning home, I'd better give Nino a good warning, or at least make her a little more vigilant.

Nakano Ichika knelt down on the soft seat, put the convenience bag in his hand on the back seat, and couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

"That senior should have a good relationship with Kitahara-kun, right?"

After putting the things away, she supported her delicate chin with one hand and asked in a pretentious tone.

"It's okay, but he has a bad personality..." Kitahara Hao stared at the road in front of him and responded slowly, "Although he is already twenty-eight years old, he still likes to tease people like a child."

It's so cute that people can't help but train it.

"Eh~ That's it."

Is that senior already twenty-eight years old?

Nakano Ichika blinked her beautiful eyes, and a warm smile habitually appeared on her face.

She remembered hearing Nakano Nino mention that Kitahara Hajime had just turned twenty this year.

This means that there is at least eight years of age difference between the two of them - it seems that there is no need to worry about 023 for Nino.

Thinking this in his heart, Ichika Nakano pushed his wet hair behind his ears, and looked at the reflection on the car window with his blue eyes.

Because when she received the interview notice, she happened to be taking tutoring classes at Beihara's house, so she was wearing normal school uniforms.

A coat and a light white shirt underneath, but the shirt was already a little soaked, and a hint of attractive black could be seen vaguely.

Probably not seen...

Nakano Ichika pulled his coat with his hands without leaving a trace, trying to cover the wet areas of his shirt as much as possible.

"Is Ichika here to apply for an actor job?"

At this moment, a thoughtful voice suddenly came into her ears.

After hearing the content, Nakano Ichika suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the smile at the corner of his lips froze for an instant, and his azure eyes stared blankly at the reflection on the car window.

Through the glass on the car window, you can clearly see the disbelief on her face.

Why would he know this? !

"..."

The atmosphere in the car fell into silence. Nakano Ichika pursed her moist red lips, and her expression gradually became complicated.

Being an actress can be said to be the last thing in her heart that she wants no one to know - whether it's Kitahara Hajime or the four sisters of the Nakano family.

"Why...do you know this?"

After being silent for a long time, Nakano Ichika slowly turned his head, looked directly at him with a pair of blue eyes, and asked in a tone of voice that had no fluctuation.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but her sapphire-like eyes seemed to have lost their luster and became very dim.

"I just saw the flyer in your hand."