Japanese big things

The next morning, Masahiro Nakamura got up early. He took a cold shower naked, then called the hotel front desk and ordered two breakfasts.

When the food was delivered, Sasaki Nozomi was still sleeping soundly, lying on the bed like a puddle of mud, motionless like a doll.

She was tortured by Nakamura Masahiro all night last night. Even if her voice was hoarse, she was still being tossed around by Nakamura Masahiro. This would be really exhausting.

However, under the urging of Nakamura Masahiro, Sasaki Nozomi still managed to get out of bed, rinsed briefly, and then sat down at the table to eat with trembling legs.

"I've already said hello to the crew. Go and audition yourself and a role will be assigned to you."

Seeing Nozomi Sasaki squinting her eyes while eating, Nakamura Masahiro knew that she must be very sleepy, so he said to himself: "I'm going abroad soon, you can go back by yourself later..."

"Going abroad?"

Hearing this, Sasaki Nozomi, who was still a little drowsy, was startled. She suddenly raised her head and subconsciously widened her eyes.

"Director Nakamura, are you going abroad? Where are you going? How long will you go?"

The hurried inquiry made Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but frown, and he looked at Nozomi Sasaki with some resistance.

"Please correct your attitude, Sasaki-san... you don't need to worry about my affairs."

"Hi, I got it."

Frightened by Nakamura Masahiro's stern tone, Sasaki Nozomi lowered her head like a frightened quail.

"In the future, if I call you, please remember to arrive on time."

After the words fell, Nozomi Sasaki couldn't help but raise her head in annoyance, only to see that Masahiro Nakamura had put down the bowls and chopsticks and was getting dressed quickly.

"What am I then? A call girl?"

"If you want to think so, it's not impossible..."

The neatly dressed Nakamura Masahiro has transformed from a lazy state into an elite aura. He glanced at Nozomi Sasaki with drooping eyelids.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, just don't contact me again. The specific choice is yours."

After that, Nakamura Masahiro ignored Sasaki Nozomi's reaction and walked out of the room, leaving only the girl in front of the dining table with a blank look on her face.

Back at the office, Nakamura Masahiro and Ito Mika had a brief exchange, arranged the corresponding work matters, and dealt with some problems before waiting for Bill's arrival.

Bill's face was full of tiredness, and there were some bloodshot traces in his eyes. He could tell at a glance that he had not had a good rest, and he didn't know which nightclub in Tokyo he was fooling around in last night.

The two exchanged a few words, then headed straight to Haneda Airport. Then, as the plane climbed into the endless sky, they officially embarked on their journey to the United States.

At almost the same time, a flight from Tokyo to Asahikawa also took off from Haneda Airport. Hashimoto Nanami was feeling both expectant and a little nervous.

Nogizaka46's busy schedule has come to an end for the time being. She took this opportunity to apply for a two-day vacation from the team's management and prepare to go home to see her family.

Due to the sales of the single, the increase in commercial performances, and the private care of producer Yasushi Akimoto, Hashimoto Nana received a considerable amount of income.

First, he paid back the fees owed to the school, and then sent most of it to his family. The remaining money was carefully saved by the girl.

Perhaps it was because of the previous financial constraints that she had formed a habit. Even though Hashimoto Nana's financial situation has greatly improved now, she has no idea of ​​spending money lavishly.

The distance between Tokyo and Asahikawa is about thousands of kilometers, but it only takes less than two hours by direct flight.

Nana Hashimoto closed her eyes and fell asleep for a while. When she woke up, she had successfully arrived at Asahikawa Airport.

After carrying her luggage out of the airport, the girl took a taxi back home. When she got out of the car, she happened to run into a familiar neighbor.

"Hashimoto is back?"

"Hi...."

With a friendly smile on her face, Hashimoto Nanami responded politely, and then chatted with her neighbor for a few words.

"You must be having a good time in Tokyo...it's getting more and more beautiful."

"Uh...it's okay, I'll go back first."

The girl looked hesitant and smiled reluctantly. Then she bowed and ended the conversation with her neighbor.

When I got home, I didn't see my brother. Only my mother was busy at home cleaning up the housework.

"Nanamin, are you back?"

Seeing her daughter appear with her luggage, the mother couldn't help but be stunned. She stopped what she was doing and quickly walked towards Hashimoto Nanami.

"Don't say anything so I can pick you up."

"I'm not a child anymore, so there's no need to bother..."

There was a smile on Hashimoto Nana's raised lips. She walked into the house while talking to her mother.

"Where's Takuya? Why didn't you see him..."

"He seems to have something to do and has gone to find his classmates."

The mother answered casually, took the luggage in the girl's hand, and said a little naggingly: "By the way, you should eat better in Tokyo and don't be too frugal. Look, you have lost weight."

"I know, I will eat well."

Hashimoto Nana did not argue with her mother, but agreed obediently. She whispered: "You guys too, I can make money now, and the family's economy has begun to improve, so there is no need to work so hard."

"Speaking of this, I still have to thank your president..."

When this topic was brought up, my mother suddenly thought of Masahiro Nakamura, the president of Hashimoto Nanami. She said with a little gratitude: "If it weren't for the help, how could you earn so much money as a student?"

"The last time I came to Tokyo, I wanted to express my gratitude in person..."

Sighing slightly sadly, my mother continued: "But you said that he was very busy, and we didn't get to meet him in the end."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "As you know, the president is a supervisor and is very busy at work. It is difficult for me to see him more than once..."

Although he was explaining, Hashimoto Nana's tone still contained a bit of resentment unconsciously.

In fact, Hashimoto Nana felt a little aggrieved. She and Nakamura Masahiro had clearly made an appointment at that time, but the other party forgot about it when he got busy. She couldn't take the initiative to remind her, so she could only pretend that nothing happened.

"Aren't you his assistant?"

The mother's expression became a little confused, and she asked curiously: "Why is it so difficult to see..."

"Because the president is too busy, I have to deal with many things by myself."

Fortunately, Hashimoto Nana's mind was quick, and she immediately had a reason to deal with it, and quickly added: "You should have heard of the movie "Model Student". In order to promote this movie, the president did everything with

The crew is running around..."

"So that's it..."

The mother looked a little confused. Although she didn't know much, she also knew about the very popular movie "Model Student".

If a movie wants to be successful at the box office, it needs to carry out a lot of publicity work. It is normal for the famous director Masahiro Nakamura to be busy.

"If he is so busy, you must remember to remind him to eat on time. If he eats irregularly, he will easily get stomach problems..."

"I'm not a life assistant, so how can I interfere in the president's personal life?"

Hashimoto Nana couldn't help but pout. She is now an idol and no longer serves as Nakamura Masahiro's assistant. Naturally, she can't interfere in his life.

"It's just a reminder, I don't want you to interfere..."

Seeing that her daughter seemed a little depressed, her mother changed the subject and said, "You haven't eaten yet? I'll get you something to eat."

"No, I'm not hungry and I don't want to eat now."

Nana Hashimoto shook her head and was about to continue saying something when suddenly a figure broke in at the door. Before she could see clearly, the other person spoke first.

"elder sister?"

The tone was full of surprise. Hashimoto Nana didn't pay attention and took a closer look. It turned out that her younger brother Takuya Hashimoto was back.

His cheeks were a little red, and the remaining sweat stains were spread like graffiti. There were still a few crystal drops of sweat sliding down his temples, and he was slightly panting. At a glance, he knew it was due to excessive exercise.

"Look at you, your head is covered with sweat. Go wash your face quickly..."

Hashimoto Nana suddenly became angry when she saw her younger brother's appearance, and said in a scolding tone: "You must pay attention to your image and don't make it dirty all day long."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Hashimoto Takuya smiled and was not afraid at all. While agreeing, he quickly rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

In less than a minute, the brand-new younger brother appeared in front of Hashimoto Nanami again, looking fresh and full of vitality.

"This is what I brought you..."

Hashimoto Nana handed the snacks and books carried in the suitcase to her younger brother, and said in a doting tone: "They are all what you like."

"Thank you sister."

Hashimoto Takuya took the things happily, with a happy smile on his face. Unexpectedly, his sister Nana Hashimoto brought these things back to him that he would normally be reluctant to buy.

After being happy for a while, he took the things back to the bedroom and put them away, and then returned to Hashimoto Nanami again.

"Sister, you work as an assistant to the famous supervisor Masahiro Nakamura. You must meet him often, right?"

Suddenly, Hashimoto Takuya turned the topic to Nakamura Masahiro. He asked enthusiastically: "Isn't he handsome in person?"

"Why do you think of asking this question?"

Although she felt a little strange, Nana Hashimoto still nodded. Masahiro Nakamura is indeed handsome, much more handsome than many so-called celebrities.

"I remember that you don't seem to care much about these things..."

"Many people in the school are fans of famous director Masahiro Nakamura. If I didn't care at all, I wouldn't be able to integrate in."

After a somewhat resentful explanation, Hashimoto Takuya smacked his lips and continued: "Um...can you get his autograph for me?"

"You want Nakamura Masahiro's autograph?"

Hashimoto Nana took a look at her younger brother and felt a little embarrassed. She had very little contact with Nakamura Masahiro now, so it was a little troublesome to ask for an autograph.

Different from the signatures from the entertainment industry on the other side, the signatures of artists from the Japanese entertainment industry are quite valuable, especially for famous directors like Nakamura Masahiro who have never held a book signing.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is an autograph of Nakamura Masahiro and it is sold among the fan base, it can be priced at tens of thousands of yen, and there will be a rush to get it.

Nana Hashimoto is also an artist now, so she naturally understands these things, so she is a little confused about whether to help.

"No?"

Seeing his sister's troubled look, Hashimoto Takuya was a little disappointed, but he still managed to smile.

"If it doesn't work, forget it."

"I'll try to find a way to get an autograph for you..."

Hashimoto Nana didn't think about it, but decided to help her brother get the autograph: based on her understanding of Hashimoto Takuya, the other party wouldn't use the autograph for profit.