Japanese big things

The dark night is like thick ink, firmly shrouding the sky above Tokyo, but the Sensoji Temple below is brightly lit and bustling with noise, making it more lively than during the day.

The tide of people was lingering around, and even though it was past midnight, the crowding caused by too many people had not improved at all.

Nana Hashimoto and Mica Eto were also among them. They came a little earlier and finally managed to pray before midnight.

"It's a new year again, Nanamin..."

Micai Eto looked at the spectacular scene of huge crowds of people and listened to the solemn and loud ringing of the bell. She smiled at Nana Hashimoto with some emotion in her heart.

"Yeah, it's already 2012."

Hashimoto Nana smiled back in the same way. She also looked at the lively crowd, but she thought of her hometown in Hokkaido. She didn't know how her mother and brother were doing.

Although I had thought about going home to celebrate the New Year before, considering the time required and the high cost, Hashimoto Nanami wisely chose to give up.

Based on her current economic situation, it is necessary to avoid such large expenses, otherwise she will not be able to save much money in the high-consumption Tokyo.

Although the development of Nogizaka46 is gradually on the right track, after all, they have not truly become popular idols, and the expected huge income is still far away.

After you collect enough for your younger brother's tuition, save some money, and then withdraw from this turbulent entertainment industry, you can choose the life you want, right?

"Nanamin, I'm a little hungry and want to buy something to eat..."

The sudden gurgling sound made Weito Mica a little embarrassed. She stretched out her hand to rub her belly and forced out a slightly naive smile.

"Do you want to come along?"

"No, you can go ahead..."

Shaking her head, Hashimoto Nana declined the other party's kindness: she was as resistant as ever to actions that required spending money.

"I'll just wait for you here."

“There are quite a lot of people here and it’s quite chaotic...”

Looking at the dense crowd around her, Micai Eto looked past the obstruction and saw a convenience store on the roadside.

"Nanamin, how about you wait for me in front of that convenience store?"

Looking at the convenience store that Eto Micai pointed at, which was only a few dozen meters away from Sensoji Temple, Hashimoto Nana nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll wait for you over there..."

Soon, Micai Eto, who turned to leave, merged into the crowd of people passing by within a few steps, and her figure completely disappeared from Hashimoto Nanami's sight.

Seeing that her friend was missing, Nana Hashimoto pursed her lips, then walked slowly to the door of the convenience store not far away, and then waited with peace of mind.

According to what she knew about Micai Eto, she was afraid that she might not come back for a while, so she would probably have to wait a little longer.

The bustling noise swept in, and the surging crowds of people kept shuttling back and forth in front of Hashimoto Nanami's eyes. It was a lively and prosperous scene.

Although she likes a quiet atmosphere, at this time of the New Year and in the place of Sensoji Temple, Hashimoto Nana quite enjoys this atmosphere of life.

"Nanamin?"

After waiting for a long time, Hashimoto Nanami didn't see Eto Micai coming back. She was looking around casually, bored, when a slightly familiar voice came over.

"Nakamura-san?"

Subconsciously turning her head and following the sound, Hashimoto Nanami saw Nakamura Masahiro standing there among the scattered crowd.

He was dressed in a decent casual outfit, which looked like the stage costume of "The Song of Red and White". He exuded a handsome temperament and was so dazzling among the crowd.

It's like a bright star that keeps flashing in the vast night. As long as you take a casual look at it, all your attention will be attracted to it.

"What a coincidence, Hashimoto-san..."

With a slight smile on his face, Nakamura Masahiro avoided the passing crowd and walked towards Hashimoto Nanami.

"I didn't expect that I would meet you here."

"I also think it's a coincidence that I can see Nakamura-san at Sensoji Temple..."

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and Nana Hashimoto was in a very happy mood. She looked at Masahiro Nakamura and responded with a smile.

"I remember, weren't you supposed to participate in "Red and White Songs" on NHK TV station..."

"When the show is over, I'm leaving."

Nakamura Masahiro's cheeks bulged slightly, and his pretentious behavior was inexplicably cute, which made Nami Hashimoto smile.

"There's no point in staying there anyway, it's just a waste of time..."

"Nakamura-san, don't say this casually..."

Hashimoto Nanami was startled by Nakamura Masahiro's words. She looked at Nakamura Masahiro with a little shock and said: "If someone in the industry hears it, it will be in trouble."

Although Nakamura Masahiro's words will be privately acknowledged by many relevant people in the entertainment industry, on the stage, it is an overreaching and disrespectful attitude.

If word spreads, even if Nakamura Masahiro is a well-known supervisor, it will cause unnecessary negative effects.

After all, "Red and White Songs" is not only the flagship program of NHK TV at the end of the year, but also a fixed New Year's Eve program for Japanese people.

Although the program's ratings are indeed declining year by year, its wide audience spans the entire Japanese society.

Just like the Spring Festival Gala on the other side, it doesn't matter what the audience says, but if Masahiro Nakamura, an industry insider, comes out to complain, he will definitely be criticized.

Even if Masahiro Nakamura is a supervisor, the stubborn Japanese people will not buy it easily.

"I believe you won't spread the word..."

With slightly raised eyebrows, Nakamura Masahiro looked at the girl with a smile and said: "Hashimoto-san, do you think so?"

"I will definitely not spread the word..."

Hashimoto Nana looked at Nakamura Masahiro helplessly and assured her with a firm tone.

"But you should also be careful yourself, in case someone else spreads the word..."

"Don't worry, I don't have so many worries when chatting with you..."

Nakamura Masahiro waved his hand, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and responded in a nonchalant tone.

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't talk to them about these things... Do you think I'm stupid?"

Now that Nakamura Masahiro understands this, Hashimoto Nanami has nothing to worry about, and she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Although she no longer serves as the other party's assistant, perhaps because she has formed a habit, Hashimoto Nana always pays attention to these small details by checking for omissions.

"By the way, Nakamura-san, did you also come to Sensoji Temple with your friends?"

Looking in the direction where Nakamura Masahiro was standing just now, Hashimoto Nana found no suspicious figure. She asked Nakamura Masahiro: "Why do I only see you?"

"Well, she seems a little uncomfortable and needs to stay for a while..."

Pursing his lips, Nakamura Masahiro explained a little tangledly. Seeing that Hashimoto Nana didn't seem to understand, he added another sentence.

"We just came here after dinner, so we probably ate the wrong thing."

"That's it, I understand..."

Nodding with some relief, Hashimoto Nana did not understand the meaning of Nakamura Masahiro's words. She replied very understandingly: "When eating, you really need to pay attention to some taboo foods, otherwise, problems will easily occur."

"Hashimoto-san, where is your friend?"

Glancing around casually, Nakamura Masahiro didn't find Hashimoto Nanami's so-called friends.

"She's a little hungry. She just went to buy something to eat..."

As soon as Hashimoto Nana finished speaking, she heard someone calling her. She subconsciously turned her head and glanced, and saw Eto Mica coming over carrying a bulging packaging bag.

"Nanamin, I bought you one too..."

Micai Eto shouted as she walked quickly to Hashimoto Nanami, and then she realized that there was a tall boy standing next to her.

The handsome face is full of youthfulness, and the handsome temperament shines like a firefly in the dark. Mica Eito recognized him at a glance.

"Director Nakamura, why are you here?"

Counting it all together, Nakamura Masahiro also participated in the final review of the Nogizaka46 audition event and had contact with the girls, so Eto Mica is actually relatively familiar with Nakamura Masahiro.

Even if these factors are excluded, Mica Eto can easily recognize Nakamura Masahiro based on his identity as a supervisor.

After all, ordinary people may still be a little unfamiliar with Nakamura Masahiro, but as a member of the entertainment industry, it would be somewhat unreasonable if she did not know Nakamura Masahiro, a well-known and well-known director.

"Who are you?"

Although he knows that the girl in front of him is most likely a member of Nogizaka46, Masahiro Nakamura doesn't pay much attention to Nogizaka46, so naturally he can't recognize who the other party is?

"I am Eto Micai, Director Nakamura..."

Micai Eto is not surprised. It is normal for a famous director like Nakamura Masahiro not to remember her as a transparent person who participated in the Nogizaka46 audition event.

She is not Nana Hashimoto. She has the opportunity to serve as the other party's assistant and has enviable network resources like the famous supervisor Masahiro Nakamura.

When she thought of this, Micai Eto, who was a little excited, suddenly felt envious. She subconsciously glanced at Hashimoto Nanami, eyeing the other's good opportunity.

"Hello...."

Nakamura Masahiro nodded slightly, his calm expression seemed to have an invisible sense of distance, and he spoke politely without comment.

Sensing Nakamura Masahiro's sense of alienation, Eto Mica suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and her whole body became cautious.

However, Nana Hashimoto noticed Nakamura Masahiro's attitude and knew that he was relatively indifferent to unfamiliar people, so he took the initiative to solve the problem.

"Nakamura-san, it's getting late, we should go back..."