The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

This is a flower shop.

The space in the store is not large - but this is the result from looking at it from the inside, because pots of colorful flowers inside are in bloom, placed in various gaps, stacking the internal space into a clear layer, and at the same time very full.

Therefore, it will give people the illusion that the space in the store is not large.

The flower shop manager is a woman, she looks about 30 or 40 years old, neither fat nor thin, with a pair of metal-framed glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose. She looks very gentle and talkative.

This is the first impression outsiders have of her, and it is also the first impression she has of the customer standing in front of her in the store.

This is a girl who looks young, around 20 at most. She wears a warm yellow sweater with a white shirt on her upper body, and a long skirt of a similar color on her lower body. Her hair is simple and spread down from the top of her head.

The easy-going end is on the back, and the figure is just right, neither fat nor thin.

The girl's facial features are smooth and delicate, and her eyebrows are very comfortable to look at. She is not particularly stunning, but she is very attractive and has a fascinating charm. At first glance, her temperament seems to be that of an artist, but her eyes occasionally have a vague cuteness, and

He seems to like to laugh very much. When he smiles, his little nose is slightly wrinkled, making it easy for people to feel good about him and want to get close to him.

Just such a guest.

The flower shop manager couldn't help but think to himself that he must have seen her before, not because of his good memory, but because he seemed to have seen her several times with another girl with a cold temperament.

Passing by the store, or walking with another girl who looked younger than her.

Sometimes they pass by directly, and sometimes they stop in front of the flower stall at the entrance of the store, but they never come in, so the store manager can't tell whether it is or not.

And at this moment, the girl spoke.

She bent over slightly, supporting her knees with the palms of her hands, staring curiously at a pot of lavender flowers in front of her, then turned her head and asked the store manager: "Sang, store manager, what kind of flower is this?"

The voice is also very nice, just as soft and approachable as it looks.

The store manager thought for a moment, then looked at the pot of flowers and explained: "That's Fifteen Night Grass. In addition to purple, I also have white, light yellow and other colors here. Although they also bloom in spring, they bloom in autumn."

I have more time. Since it’s only April now, I thought of taking it and putting it away. After all, the color looks pretty good and it feels very comfortable to put it in.”

Just like you.

The store manager didn't say this sentence, but it flashed through her heart.

Yes, just like this potted flower, the girl in front of her gave her the same comfortable and natural feeling. She was usually inconspicuous, but once she noticed it, she would always catch her eyes unconsciously, and it was very attractive.

"Fifteen Night Grass..."

The girl murmured to herself, and then glanced at the flowerpot on the side. There was also a pot of the same flowers, but the color was white.

The store manager came over at this time and recommended: "What, do you like it? Although it is not as eye-catching as others in the store, it still looks good, and the smell is not particularly pungent. Keep it at home.

The basin is very eye-catching, do you want to consider it?"

The girl stared at the inconspicuous flower quietly, then shook her head with a wry smile: "Forget it, my friend has some pollen allergies. If I take it back, it will definitely cause trouble for her."

"Then give it to yourself!" The store manager was obviously very proficient in these tricks and said: "Girls don't buy flowers to give to others. It's better to just leave them for yourself to enjoy! And take care of them slowly, as time goes by.

You will also develop feelings for the flowers, just like raising a pet, it is very interesting."

The girl thought hesitantly, and finally shook her head and refused: "I feel like even if I take them back, I won't be able to take care of them, and I may not have the time."

After hearing these words, the store manager did not force anything, but smiled and waved his hand, and then took out another pot of flowers from the flower stall nearby.

Looking at these similar flowers, the girl couldn't help but hesitate: "This is..."

The store manager explained calmly: "Ah, didn't it rain for a long time the past two days? This pot was left outside and was not brought in. It was injured by the rain and lost a lot of petals. It took a few days to grow and it got better.

It has grown again. Since you like this flower, I will give it to you."

"Ah, but-"

"It's okay, it's just a pot of flowers. I have more here!" The store manager handed her the flowers and the palm-sized flowerpot, with a smile on his face and said: "I think this flower matches you very well, so you can

Just accept it, just treat it as an activity for me, and remember to bring your friends over to play in the future."

The girl nodded vigorously, then took the flower in a daze, with an apologetic smile on her face.

How cute~ The store manager thought with a smile in his heart.

The decorations hanging on the door frame jingled again, the door opened and closed, and the guests had left.

The sun shines in from outside the glass door, making the air much warmer.

The store manager couldn't help but yawned and sighed, it's another sunny day.

...

Mai Fukawa walked down the street holding the flowers in her hands in confusion.

It doesn't seem like a good idea to take it back to the dormitory. Nanamin often comes over. Although this flower doesn't seem to trigger any symptoms of pollen allergy, there is still some risk in keeping it indoors.

Then send it back and give it back to the store manager? Let's forget it. After all, the person has good intentions. If she accepts it and then returns it immediately, it will definitely make her sad. It's better not to do this.

So where should we go?

The girl lowered her head and looked at the pot of flowers in her hand and thought for a while, then suddenly thought of a place.

...

Baiyunshan was still sorting out the newly moved things into Nogizaka House. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Fifteen night grass? What is it?"

Mai Fukawa honestly took out the flower pot just now. What was planted inside was a pot of pale white flowers with slightly incomplete petals.

Baiyunshan looked at the flower and suddenly said: "Oh, it turns out to be this thing. This thing is called aster in our place, and it is a medicinal material!"

"Then Baiyun-san, can you help me accept it?" Fukawa Mai's face was filled with joy, and she quickly clasped her hands together and bowed and begged: "Please Baiyun-san!"

Baiyunshan quickly told her that she didn't have to do this, it was just a pot of flowers. There were already many flowers and plants in the courtyard, but he didn't care about them. Instead, they all bloomed well. One more pot and one less so-called aster flower didn't seem to be a big deal.

Yes, it can’t be called a big deal at all.

So he just waved his hand calmly and said: "No problem, just put it under the eaves, where it will not be easily caught by the rain."

Mai Fukawa quickly followed suit.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Baiyunshan didn't say anything more, but changed hands and continued busy with what he had just done.

It was said that a secret base was going to be established, so it would definitely not belong to Baiyunshan alone, so during this period of time, Baiyunshan and other members picked up some things and brought them over one after another.

For example, Nanase Nishino’s notebook is specially used for drawing beans, the comics Sayuri Matsumura likes to read, and the books Nana Hashimoto saves every day. Some of them are because they really like them, and some are because they take up space.

I didn't want to throw it away, so I moved it here and put it away.

What needs special attention is that what Takayama Ichimi brought over was actually a bottle of salt! Yes, ordinary granular table salt is no different from other salts on the market, and it has no special commemorative significance. It is just an ordinary bottle of salt.

It's just salt. Such simplicity and authenticity really surprised Baiyunshan and made him complain fiercely. After all, Hashimoto Nanami, who also likes spicy food, didn't really bring a bottle of chili powder.

The matter has been resolved, but Mai Fukawa did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she looked at Baiyunshan's actions and suddenly said: "Baiyunshan, do you need my help?"

"Help?" Baiyunshan glanced at her in surprise, then glanced at the time and said, "Don't you have work today?"

Fukawa Mai lowered her head after hearing this, was silent for a moment and pursed her lips, saying: "I am still a member of Under. Apart from the dancing and singing that I need to be busy with, there is almost no other extra work, so compared to selecting members

It’s a lot more leisurely.”

Baiyunshan was slightly silent, and he could see that the girl in front of him was in a low mood, so he said: "I remember that I also wrote a song for this single. Did you receive it? It was written for the members of under."

Mai Fukawa was startled, then asked: "Does Baiyun-san refer to "Wolf Kaguchi Flute"?"

Baiyunshan nodded.

"I wrote this song specifically for you. Do you like it?"

Mai Fukawa nodded quickly.

"Then sing it to me. How about I check the results in advance?"

Mai Fukawa looked a little shy, but she was not good at rejecting other people's requests. She nodded, then wrinkled her nose and smiled shyly, cleared her throat, and sang hard:

"The Night of the Full Moon"

"どこからだろうI don't know where"

"The distant bark is heard"

"聴こえて来る distant howl"

...

The lyrics and music style are both in a style that is quite contrary to Nogizaka's current style, but Baiyunshan was very satisfied with it.

Not only was this song written by him and he was satisfied to see his work being sung and it was sung very well, but he was also satisfied with the performance of Mai Fukawa in front of him.

As expected of a sister in the older group, her performance and adaptability are very good. She is not as afraid of strangers as some of the children in the junior group. Her conversation and communication are also very natural. Even in a surprise inspection like this, she can still get a passing score.

The above performance is really reassuring.

Of course, there may be some reasons why the girl has a really good voice and a particularly good-looking smile.

Well, looking good is the most important thing.

After singing the song, Baiyunshan pondered slightly and gave suggestions.

"The dance for this song hasn't come out yet, right? If it comes out by then, you can try to combine the lyrics with dance movements to express your own style as much as possible. The movements can also be more intense than usual. After all, style and expression

The theme song is different, so there won’t be any violation in doing so.”

Mai Fukawa listened to the instruction humbly, nodding her head, then found a notebook and pen from her bag, and wrote it down.

After a few minutes passed like this, Baiyunshan slapped his head: "By the way, I was planning to cook just now, but now it's almost two o'clock in the afternoon, so it's already a bit late."

He glanced at the girl beside him, thought for a moment and said, "Fukawa, are you hungry?"

Fukawa Mai nodded cutely, then shook her head and said: "No, I came here after lunch. Are Baiyun-san hungry? I can help cook something to eat!"

"You?" Bai Yunshan glanced at her with some distrust. It was obvious that he couldn't believe that these little idols under him could actually cook. After all, the Fried Chicken Sisters had a profound influence on him before.

Qiao's Chinese cuisine once again deepened this impression. The fact that his idol could cook was already a fantasy to him.

Being questioned, Mai Fukawa quickly stood up and said: "I can really do it, please let me prove myself, Baiyun-san!"