Tokyo bubble life

The roar of the engine came from the distance, causing several people sitting at the front desk to look up.

While Naoki Nagayama was drinking ice-cold atomic soda while chatting with Takeharu Kawahara and Heart Onodera, Takao Ozaki finally returned with Shizuka Kudo.

Shizuka Kudo took off her helmet, her fair face was flushed with excitement, her small nose flapped rapidly as she breathed rapidly, her chest was rising and falling like an airport, and she seemed to be able to hear the pounding of her heartbeat.

"Naoki-san!"

Nagayama Naoki handed over a bottle of soda: "How is it? Are you very happy now?"

"Hi!" Kudo Shizuka's tone was cheerful, "Arigado!"

"It's okay, just sing well later~" Nagayama Naoki nodded, "Go to the rest room upstairs to adjust. We'll record the record later."

"Hi!"

Seeing the little girl walking up with cheerful steps, Nagayama Naoki also felt that there should be no problem with the record recording this time, so he notified Onodera Shinya to prepare.

Just when he was about to go up, a strong arm suddenly stretched out from the side and hit a "strong man lock", and then Ozaki Takao's voice came from the side:

"Naoki. Don't you think you should explain something~~"

Nagayama Naoki said helplessly: "Takao, please let go. You are too short. It weighs heavily on my shoulders."

"." One word made Ozaki Takao break his guard, and he immediately strengthened his arm, "Baga, my height is 178, okay! Rounding it off, it's 1.8 meters! That's too short!"

To be honest, this height is pretty good in Neon~

"Hey, hey, not short, not short." Nagayama Naoki patted his arm to express surrender, "Let go first, and talk to me if you have anything to say!"

"snort!"

Ozaki Takao angrily let go of his hand, then sat on the stool at the front desk, and also grabbed a bottle of atomic soda and drank it to vent his anger.

"You guy, you were clearly tricking me before! That little girl's name is Kudo Shizuka, right? She's obviously not in good health!"

"Ha, you got it~" Naoki Nagayama smiled, "Did you chat on the way?"

"Of course I did! When I asked her what speed she wanted to climb to before her death, she looked at me like I was a fool!" Ozaki Takao said angrily, "So what exactly are you asking me to do with her racing? !”

"Actually, when Shizuka-chan was recording the song, she couldn't get into the state. I knew she really liked racing. So I let her get a little more stimulation, get her emotions excited, and get her body excited, so that it would be easier for the next thing."

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After saying this, the other two people at the front desk looked at Naoki Nagayama with strange eyes.

Ozaki Takao swallowed the soda in his mouth and said in a strange tone: "Naoki, if you hadn't mentioned recording the song earlier, others would have thought you were going to do something strange to the little girl!"

"???"

Nagayama Naoki turned his head and glanced at Takeharu Kawahara, and found that he also showed an expression of approval, so he narrowed his eyes slightly:

“If it’s so normal, you can actually think wrong!!

You two are dirty guys at heart! I look down on you!

Hoo~~~poof! ! "

So Naoki Nagayama was naturally chased up to the second floor by Takao Ozaki.

After comforting the grumpy old man again, Naoki Nagayama introduced him: "Shizuka-chan is Shuyu's new artist. She is currently recording a song, no, her first solo album. Strictly speaking, Shizuka-chan has already made her debut. ”

"Akizu sack!" Ozaki Takao seemed to suddenly remember something, "Kudo Shizuka Kudo Shizuka seems to be a member of a certain group."

"Ah, Kitten Club, "Twilight Meow". Do you watch Takao-kun too?" In fact, the program "Twilight Meow" is mainly aimed at teenagers, and Ozaki Takao is obviously no longer young.

"I saw it twice when I first came back to Tokyo." Ozaki Takao obviously didn't remember the 15-year-old Kudo Shizuka, "It just looks a bit familiar."

"Well, I dug her here~" Naoki Nagayama said.

"I see." Ozaki Takao obviously thought that Naoki Nagayama paid special attention to this newcomer, "You pay attention to the first song, so you specially asked me to come over to help, right?"

"No" Nagayama Naoki shook his head, "It's just that I think you should be more leisurely."

"."

The grumpy old man almost took action again~

In fact, Nagayama Naoki joked with this guy indifferently, knowing that he wouldn't care at all. The two were friends who hit it off when they met abroad. After arriving in Neon, they didn't have any strong interest relationship. It was a pure friendship.

Nagayama Naoki has many friends, but there are very few of the same age, and even fewer of the same level.

Although he and Nakai Wonta are also good friends, now Nakai Wonta is working under him after all, and there is no harm in drinking, chatting and reminiscing about old times, but Nakai Wonta will not "take action" against him. The subtlety is identity. inevitable after transformation

The entry of Shizuka Kudo broke the lively atmosphere, and even Takao Ozaki restrained himself a little in front of the little girl.

"Naoki-san, I'm ready!"

Nagayama Naoki nodded: "Okay, then let's try again!"

The singer walked into the recording studio, and as the simple accompaniment sounded, a brisk and bright voice also sounded:

"

Happy daySummer day

Sunshine Girl

I like it, Happy daySummer day

Sun shines for you

"

The singing this time is obviously much more cheerful than before, as if a summer elf is skipping past you.

Several people outside the recording room nodded along with the rhythm. Among them, Takao Ozaki was very happy and clapped his hands.

Soon the song ended and he said excitedly:

"Naoki, this song is a new song, it's very cheerful!"

"Yes, it's very suitable to listen to in the summer." Nagayama Naoki said with a smile, "Takao, you are the first outsider to hear it! Hahaha, consider it today's reward~"

"How stingy!" Ozaki Takao rolled his eyes, "But it doesn't matter, it's nice to hear Shizuka-chan sing~ I will forgive you mercifully!"

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It was the first time for Ozaki Takao to watch the recording of a record. He looked at the various buttons outside the recording room with curiosity: "Is this considered the recording is complete?"

"The performance just now was very good, but there are still some areas that need to be adjusted."

"You still need to adjust?"

"certainly."

As Naoki Nagayama spoke, he began to give more specific guidance to Shizuka Kudo in the recording studio. Some sentences needed to be recorded repeatedly, and the English of a few others needed to be slightly adjusted.

Even with the samples in memory as a reference, the actual record production still took Naoki Nagayama a lot of time.

After the afternoon recording, Takao Ozaki asked:

"Going for a drink tonight?"

"I don't think I have much time. I have to go home. Then I have to rush to Kanagawa overnight to continue filming the movie." Nagayama Naoki slipped out halfway, and there was a whole crew waiting there.

"The filming hasn't been completed yet?" Takao Ozaki knew that Naoki Nagayama was filming a movie.

"It's coming soon. The filming will be completed in late August and will be released in mid-September." Naoki Nagayama patted Ozaki Takao on the shoulder, "Please come to the premiere then!"

"Oh? Then I have to look forward to it~"

After the two continued chatting for a while, Ozaki Takao left on his cool Kawasaki.

Naoki Nagayama here took Takeharu Kawahara's car back to Yamazakura-in.

The dwarf bamboos outside the fence are still lush and green, and the bamboo leaves are intertwined together, making it difficult to see what is inside the yard. There is only a lush cherry tree, and behind the cherry tree is a gray-brown two-story western-style building. .

After opening the door, the empty courtyard became more alive. It had not been back for more than a month. Thanks to the regular cleaning by the housekeeping company, there seemed to be no change in the Yamasakura courtyard.

The mats on the eaves and the thick reinforced concrete block the summer heat, making the living room even a little cooler. The dark brown floor and black walnut solid wood furniture are spotless, and the medals and trophies in the display cabinet are shiny. , sitting quietly with other accessories, as if waiting for the owner's review.

Naoki Nagayama felt a little more relaxed after returning home, but he was not in much mood to look at the room. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the study on the second floor.

The study was not allowed to be cleaned by housekeeping staff. After opening the door of the study, the smell of paper and ink came to the face. The tightly closed windows made the air not circulate well, making it seem a bit dull.

Nagayama Naoki immediately opened the window, and the hot fresh air rushed in, blowing up fine dust, which kept flying in the slanting sunlight, shining like gem powder.

Some dust inevitably fell on the desk and piano. Even the short knife named "Red Snow Zumon" on the knife holder on the table and the scabbard inlaid with gems were covered with a layer of dust, without the bright color. color.

Yes, my grandfather still gave the "family heirloom sword" to Naoki Nagayama. It made him dumbfounded, and finally had to put it in the study.

Putting the "Squid Game" script in the file bag into the desk drawer, Naoki Nagayama looked at the environment of the study and couldn't help but clean it a little until all the surfaces in the study were clean and reflective.

“That’s about it”

After putting away the rag, Naoki Nagayama went to the bedroom, took a shower, then returned to the study, and began to quickly write down clues to other memories he had recalled before.

""Battle Royale" also stars Takeshi Kitano. Unemployment is high, the government has enacted a law, and students are randomly selected."

"Life is like a game." "Have you ever killed your friends?"

I wrote down all the memory fragments about "Battle Royale", and then continued to write "Fraud Game", "Gambling Apocalypse", "Alice in the Dying Land" and so on.

He has seen more or less of these movies. Although he did not recall these movies when he recalled them before, he did have some memory fragments about them, but it was not convenient to write them down while on the set.

At that time, Tanaka Yuko was very concerned about Naoki Nagayama's mental state. When he was writing the script of "Battle Royale", he watched every day and said euphemistically:

"I'm caring about Naoki-san! Indulging in such violent things every day will affect your spirit! So I have to take good care of Naoki-san!"

Naoki Nagayama might have believed it if he hadn't been reading the newly written script while eating snacks and urging updates.

After almost all the clues were finished, Naoki Nagayama looked at the manuscript paper in his hand and couldn't help but think:

"These movies seem to be adapted from novels. It seems like I can work backwards from the novels!"

After years of copying novels and constant reading, Nagayama Naoki felt that there might be no problem if he wrote the novel according to the outline.

"However, I seem to have written romance novels before."

Except for the first "Summer Garden", the other "Love Letters", "Lian Kong" and "Tomorrow's Me and Yesterday's You" are all romance novels. People in the literary circle and fans have regarded him as a writer who specializes in love literature. Writer, and even earned the title of "Representative of Youth Pain Literature" because of the pure and beautiful youthful tragic elements that make people love it painfully.

"If a "Battle Royale" or other similar novel suddenly appeared, wouldn't it be a bit abrupt and the character would collapse?"

After thinking wildly for a while, Naoki Nagayama shook his head.

"Forget it, I'll take the time to write it out first. At worst, I'll change my name to Tingshu~"

After sorting out the manuscript papers and putting the novel-related things in another drawer, Naoki Nagayama stretched out.

Turning around and looking out the window, I saw the warm yellow sunset just setting low.

A gust of evening wind blew, and it was already a bit cool~

The sky is like a dark curtain that is about to fall, but there is a gradient ribbon of blue and yellow in the middle, while the horizon at the bottom is unevenly black, and the high-rise buildings have turned into square gray blocks, and occasionally there are lights. spot.

That’s the light that the workers turn on early~

Nagayama Naoki closed the window, returned to the bedroom, packed two changes of clothes, and hurried out to summon a taxi.

He wanted to rush towards Kanagawa.

Akina Nakamori, who came out of Kamakura, had no time to see the Great Buddha of Kamakura. Her next destination was Saitama, and she was traveling quickly on the national highway at this time.

"Akina-chan, you will be passing by Kiyose City. Do you want to go and take a look?" Akikofusa asked.

This journey is not too far, so there is no need to rush. It is the same as having dinner in Kiyose in the evening before setting off on the road.

"Kyose."

Speaking of this, Akina Nakamori thought of her mother. It happened to be evening at this time, and maybe the family just happened to have dinner together. Her father and Akiho were also there.

Looking at the street trees and houses passing by quickly outside the window, she was tired from singing today. For some reason, Akina suddenly lost the urge to go home.

Just like an adult migrant worker, after a tiring day, sometimes all he wants to do is watch a few episodes of mindless soap operas, listen to relaxing music for a while, eat some unhealthy but delicious junk food, and just want to be alone. Resting quietly is not like facing the nagging of your parents.

Although you know that your parents love you, it is really tiring to spend energy to face their love at this time.

If you complain to your mother coquettishly, it will make her worry, and maybe your father will ask for money, and Akiho will be a little bit weird.

"Let's not go back today." Nakamori Akina hesitated for a while and said, "Let's go and stay in Saitama first. I'm a little tired."

"Hi!"

Ming Xingfang responded and said nothing more.

After thinking wildly for a while, Akina Nakamori thought of her boyfriend again.

If it's Naoki-san, it's completely okay to complain to him. No matter what you say, you can say it with confidence, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

Even when you are very tired, you can still relax and fall asleep just by leaning on Naoki-san~

And there’s no need to worry about money, relationships or anything like that, these Naoki-san will definitely help take care of it!

After thinking so much, Akina misses her boyfriend even more~

She took out the Walkman Naoki Nagayama gave her a long time ago, put on the headphones, then opened the small box containing the tapes and searched for the songs she wanted to listen to today.

Generally speaking, Nakamori Akina likes to listen to Japanese songs. After all, she is a poor student, so English songs are a bit difficult.

Suddenly, a tape that was not in Japanese attracted her interest. It was given to her by Naoki Nagayama, who said it was the most popular rock song in the United States and that she was a female singer. Let Akina listen to it occasionally and learn more about foreign music. trend

Akina took out the tape, put it in the walkman, and pressed the play button.

With a rustling sound, the title song "When Doves Cry" of the album called "Purple Rain" rang out.

In the strong rhythm of traditional electroacoustic instruments and electronic music, Nakamori Akina seemed to hear the singer's reflections and confusion on love and family, just like Nakamori Akina's mood at this time.

"Where is Naoki-san today?"

This thought suddenly came to my mind.

"Are you still in Kanagawa?" "What are Naoki-san doing today?" "How is the filming going?" "When will you go back?"

A series of questions suddenly appeared.

Nakamori Akina suddenly wanted to arrive at Saitama's hotel immediately, and then ask Naoki-san about his recent experience.

"Fang Ze-san, how long will it take for us to get to Saitama?"

"Well, it's expected to take about two hours." Akiko Fusa estimated the distance and said.

"Can it be shortened to an hour?"

"?!"

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this? !

Akina Nakamori continued: "Drive faster?"

"Akina-chan, my current speed is over 90." Akikofusa held back her complaints, "If I want to shorten it to one hour, I need to reach nearly 200 kilometers per hour, which is the speed of the Shinkansen!"

"???So?" Akina Nakamori asked, "Can it be done?"

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At this moment, Ming Xingfang thought a lot, including popularizing highway speed limits, traffic laws, etc., but in the end, his mouth was slightly opened:

"Private Marseille, I really can't do it!"

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