Tokyo bubble life

On the last weekend, Naoki Naoyama couldn't go out because he was sick.

I don’t know if it was a little bit of rain when it rained yesterday, or I ate my stomach badly while drinking, or I didn’t cover my belly when I went to bed at night. In short, when I woke up early in the morning, Naoki Naoyama found himself sweating , vomiting and diarrhea, and dizziness from a hangover, but luckily no fever.

The weak Naoki Naoyama struggled to take a hot bath. After feeling a little more awake, he looked at his face in the half-length mirror of the bathroom. His originally fair and rosy face became pale and weak, and even his beard was pulled Ball up.

I remembered that in the nightclub last night, a group of three people were eating and drinking, singing and playing games, and then they were constantly persuaded to drink by a group of young and beautiful ladies.

Looking at his haggard face in the mirror, he sighed in his heart:

"I was hurt by wine and sex, and I was so haggard!"

"Forget it, from today, drink less!"

Yingtaro outside the door also seemed to feel that his master was sick today. While sitting on the ground looking at Naoki Nagayama, he wagged his tail slightly and made a sound of beeping, his expression full of concern.

Naoki Yongshan's heart warmed up, and he patted his head; "Yutaro, stay away from the tape! Your master's health is very good, and he will recover soon."

However, in order to recover better, Naoki Nagayama went to the clinic near Yamazakin and prescribed some medicine for diarrhea.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I went to a hospital after the Showa era.

After returning home, Naoki Yongshan entered the recuperation mode and only ate a little millet porridge.

Then I lay down on the sofa in the living room, put on a thin blanket, put warm water at hand, put the novel aside, and turned on the TV.

Sometimes people will find a very strange phenomenon. When you feel too idle and want to find something to do, no one will disturb you throughout the day; and if you feel too tired and want to rest quietly At that time, things came to the door one by one.

The phone next to "Dingling Bell" rang, and it was persistent.

Naoki Yongshan had no choice but to pick it up: "Moshi Moshi, this is Yamazakura Garden."

"Naoki-san, aren't you coming to the studio today?" On the opposite side is Otomo Fangcun. By the way, you, a middle-aged man who drank the film, have nothing to do today?

"I don't plan to pass today. I still have a hangover and some diarrhea. I'm very weak today." Naoki Yongshan's tone was a little weak, "There should be nothing important for the time being, right?"

"Ah, Naoki-san, your body isn't good enough?! Did you collapse after drinking all night? Even Xiuichi-san is very energetic today!"

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Yoshimura Otomo mercilessly mocked Naoki Nagayama, and then went on to say: "I originally wanted to discuss with Naoki-san about the casting of the story of "Hachiko the Faithful Dog", but now it seems impossible."

"As for the male lead, you and Xiu Yisang can figure it out. Anyway, I don't know many male actors, but as for the female lead, I have contacted Kanan Zisang before, and she will be free for about two weeks in May. , I think it should be enough, right?" Naoki Naoyama pushed everything to the other two, and then offered an option for a heroine.

"Kan Nanzi-san? That's really great!" Of course it is very good to meet an actor who has worked with him before. Fangcun Otomo said, "I will contact the BURNING office immediately to confirm the matter."

Then he added: "Then Naoki-san should take a good rest and take good care of his body. If you need any help, you can let me know."

"Arigada Tomo-san, I won't be polite if necessary, hahaha~"

After hanging up the phone, Naoki Naoyama breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of warm water, and prepared to continue lying down.

Unexpectedly, there was another jingle of the phone ringing over!

"This still makes people rest." Naoki Naoyama could only pick up the phone again, "Moshi Moshi. This is Yamazakura-in~"

"Ah, is it Naoki-san? I'm Sakata Naoya!" The voice on the other side of the microphone was still a little excited, "I thought Naoki-san would not be home at this time, so I just planned to leave a message."

"Haha, it just happened to be here. Naoya-san, is the design drawing ready?" Naoki Yongshan knew that Sakata Naoya called at this time, probably because of the design drawing of the disco.

"Hi, the latest version of the design sketch has been drawn, and the model has been made up all night!" Sakata Naoya's voice was very excited, "Is Naoki-san free to take a look today?"

Is it actually designed to stay up late? It's really hard work! But Naoki Yongshan made up his mind not to go out today, so he had no choice but to decline:

"Naoya-san, it's really reliable!" First she praised, and then expressed regret, "I also want to see the latest design, but unfortunately I can't go today."

Then he explained the reason: "Because I fell ill suddenly, I have to recuperate at home today. What's more, my brain is not very clear, and I can't make accurate judgments."

Finally, an alternative plan was proposed: "Naoya-san, or I will go to the office next Monday morning, and I will be more awake in the morning!"

How about it, the perfect template for politely rejecting others after learning it!

After Sakata Naoya understood it, he nodded quickly: "Souga, since this is the case, there is really no other way, Naoki-san, please cultivate your body well and recover as soon as possible.

Next Monday, I'll be waiting for Naoki-san's arrival at the office. "

"Hi, see you then!"

Hanging up the phone, Naoki Yongshan thought to himself, another troublesome matter has been solved, no one should call in the morning, right?

Unsurprisingly, Naoki Naoyama stared at the phone for a long time, making sure that he would not ring again.

Just as he was about to lie down again, the damn phone rang again!

"Jinglingling~"

"Moshi Moshi, this is Yamazakura-in"

He answered the phone with a helpless face, his voice was weak, and someone actually called, it's better not to be a sales call!

"Naoki-san?" A female voice was on the other side of the microphone, "Why does your voice sound so weak?"

"Ah, it's Mingcai sauce!" Naoki Naoyama heard the voice, "The weak voice is because of illness~"

"Are you sick? What's the matter? Is Naoki-san alright?" Akina asked hurriedly, her voice sounding two degrees higher.

"Dumb tape, dah tape, it's just a bad stomach, and now I'm a little weak." Naoki Yongshan returned quickly, "The medicine has been prescribed, it's okay."

"Is that so?" The tone over there was still a little worried.

Naoki Naoyama quickly changed the subject, and Akina Nakamori actually called at 10:00 a.m.: "Is Akina-chan at home on vacation today? Isn't it very busy during the debut period?"

"Ah, hey, since I will be debuting next week, the schedule will be very full, so this weekend Section Chief Terabayashi is on vacation." Akina answered the question subconsciously, and then asked, "Is Naoki-san's body really okay? , what about the food? Is there anyone to take care of it?"

"Um, I didn't call anyone to take care of me, Akina-san, I'm just a little sick, although I'm a little weak, I can still cook by myself, and there's still a lot of food in the refrigerator." Naoki Yongshan comforted, "Don't worry, it's nothing questionable."

At this time, Akina Nakamori was in the apartment, wearing home clothes and talking on the phone,

Originally, I planned to go back to my hometown this weekend, but as a ramen restaurant family, I can’t rest during the daytime on weekends, and the children can take care of themselves. Mother Chieko is also helping in the store at this time,

If you want to relax, you are more comfortable in your own apartment.

But at this time, when he heard that Naoki Yongshan was sick and no one was taking care of him, Mingcai suddenly became worried: "What's the matter with Naoki-san? It can actually ruin your stomach."

She filled her head with the life of a single man: she opened the refrigerator, took out the cold food from the previous few days, warmed it up a little, and then ate the beer.

Naoki Yongshan felt a little wronged when he heard this complaint, and recalled the situation last night: "Mingcai sauce, I don't know, who knew that this time I would have diarrhea after eating sushi and drinking alcohol. There was no problem before~ "

Akina Nakamori immediately confirmed her conjecture, "It really is!"

But Naoki-san has already had a bad stomach, and his body is too weak to cook. If he continues to eat frozen food, will his body deteriorate further?

Akina Nakamori, who has been sick since she was a child, has a good understanding of the situation after illness. If she doesn't cultivate well, minor illnesses will delay into serious illnesses.

Thinking of Naoki-san who may be as skinny as a stick in the future, I feel anxious for a while.

"? What kind?" Naoki Naoyama felt that Akina seemed to have misunderstood something, and was about to explain when he heard Akina Nakamori on the other end of the phone saying helplessly,

"It happens to be off today, so I'll come over to visit the sick Naoki-san. Naoki-san lives in Yamazakura-in next to Meiji University, right?"

After finishing speaking, Nakamori Akina took a breath, and waited nervously for Naoki Naoki's reply.

It is said to be a visit, but it is actually here to take care of!

Naoki Yongshan understood the intentions hidden in Akina's blunt words, and couldn't help being a little moved. Such kindness to others must not be refused.

"Hi, just next to that small park, there is a small gray two-story western-style building, which is easy to find. There is a big cherry blossom tree in the yard."

Akina Nakamori here breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Is there anything Naoki-san would like to buy by the way?"

"Haha, there are still a lot in the refrigerator, but if you can bring some vegetables, I would be very grateful~"

"That Naoki-san cultivates well, see you later!"

After Akina Nakamori hung up the phone, she changed into her normal clothes for business operations, and walked to a nearby vegetable market,

In addition to green vegetables, of course, you have to buy some food that nourishes your body.

In Kadokawa Haruki's villa,

The hangover from last night has already woken up, Kadokawa Haruki is drinking hangover soup while talking to the driver,

"So, it's Naoki Naoki who got us all drunk? Hahaha~"

"Hey, it's the youngest one." The driver replied with a slight bow. "After that, he sent the other drunk people home."

"Oh? Didn't I ask you to send it?"

"No, although I offered to send the president back one by one, Naoki Yongshan refused." The driver continued, "They called a taxi."

"Haha, it's good if I can go back." Kadokawa Haruki took a sip of the soup, suddenly thought of something, and asked again, "Did you help pay the nightclub bill?"

As a full-time driver, it is common for Haruki Kadokawa to help with the checkout when he is drunk. There is such a special fund for him.

"President, no." The driver said, "When I received the president, the bill had already been paid."

Kadokawa Haruki smiled when he heard this: "Omo, Naoki Naoyama."

Although the cost of going to the nightclub can't be said to treat money like dung, but the agreed treat is actually paid by the guest, which makes Kadokawa Haruki have a strange feeling.

It was as if an ordinary friend was helping to advance the money. This feeling has rarely been since he inherited Kadokawa Bookstore. Anyway, he paid for most of the time when he went out to play.

Kadokawa Haruki nodded, then continued to drink the soup,

"Then please come back next time."

When it was close to 12 o'clock, Naoki Naoyama heard the sound of the doorbell,

The doorbell of Yamazakura-in is not used as frequently as the telephone, probably less than twice a month.

Naoki Nagayama stood up and opened the door, there was Akina Nakamori standing outside the door,

At this time, he was wearing a purple woolen coat, a white shirt, light gray straight-leg pants, and a pair of white shoes. His long fluffy hair, like an extended version of a saint's head, set off a smaller and smaller smiling face. Exquisite, youthful and beautiful,

"Naoki-san!"

Mingcai at the door was still holding a shopping bag, which was bulging, but the two green onions protruding from the head showed that there was a high probability that it was food.

"Ming Caijiang, you are here, why did you buy so many things? Is it heavy? Hurry up and give it to me."

Seeing the heavy shopping bag, Naoki Yongshan bent down and wanted to take the things first, but Xiao Mingcai quickly avoided it, and then picked up the shopping bag with one hand with a relaxed look, and said with a smile arrive:

"Haha, Naoki-san, no need, things are not heavy, and you are so weak, so don't work too hard."

Nakamori Akina looked at the pale Naoki Naoyama and said, "You look very pale, this is the first time I've seen Naoki-san like this."

"It's just a momentary weakness." Naoki Naoyama's mouth stiffened, "Come on in quickly. Speaking of which, this is the first time for Akina-chan to visit Yamazakura-in, right?"

"Hi, last time I remembered that Naoki-san lived in an apartment near Waseda." Akina Nakamori put down the shopping bag in the kitchen after entering the door, and then looked around curiously,

This small two-story western-style building looks inconspicuous in light gray from the outside, very low-key, but the interior decoration implies luxury in a low-key way.

"Is the floor ebony?" Akina Nakamori liked the dark brown floor in the living room very much.

"Hey, there is a quieter feeling, so I chose this color."

Hearing someone, Yingtaro ran out and barked,

"Is this Yutaro?"

"Ah, Akina-san hasn't met Euntaro yet, he is a very delicate boy."

Naoki Naoyama grabbed the little guy and put him down, then scratched the little guy's stomach, Akina also patted Taro's head, and then heard a buzzing sound.

Xiao Mingcai's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Kawaii!" Then he pinched Yingtaro's face.

Eh? Why is this situation a bit like Hezi?