Chapter 120: The cheeks turned red ungratefully

When he returned to Mount Zhishusangde at night, the sky was already completely dark.

Under the light of the street lamps, the shadowy street trees were even more clawing, as if urging pedestrians to hide in their homes quickly.

Turning on the switch, the soft light filled the whole courtyard.

Mount Zhishusangde seemed to wake up from sleep, welcoming the return of its owner.

Naoki Nagayama didn't turn on the record player this time. The TV was showing the evening program, and TV Tokyo was showing the episodes of Dr. Slump again. How could he miss it~

While sipping juice with a straw and watching the childish and fun animation, he looked more like a seven or eight-year-old child at this time.

If it weren't for a phone call, Naoki Nagayama felt he could definitely watch it until dawn.

"Moshi moshi, this is Mount Zhishusangde~" Naoki Nagayama picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this Naoki-san? I am Morikawa Kuniharu." The person on the other end of the phone was a senior editor at Shogakukan.

"Hi, Kuniharu-san, it's me."

"Ah, Naoki-san~" Morikawa Kuniharu's voice sounded a bit excited. "The time for the awards ceremony has been determined; it's the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

"Eh? Is it that urgent? I thought there would be at least a few days to prepare."

"It's nothing, it's a routine activity every year. The process is fixed, and the people who should be notified have long known. It's mainly to coordinate with the Imperial Family's itinerary."

"Nani? Does it mean the Imperial Family is also coming to participate in the awards?"

"Hi, doesn't Naoki-san know? Due to the special nature of children's literature, the annual Children's Literature Award ceremony is attended by the Empress or the Princess to present the awards, highlighting the Imperial Family's emphasis on children." Morikawa

"Is that so..." In Naoki Nagayama's heart, this kind of award shouldn't be a few old grandpas from the Writers' Association gathering together and giving a certificate to a newcomer, so why does it feel like the level is a bit high?

"Kuniharu-san, are there any etiquettes that need attention?"

"Etiquette?" Morikawa Kuniharu thought for a while, it's about the same as seeing the president usually~ "Just be the same as seeing elders or people with high status usually. There will be many seniors at the scene, Naoki-san just follow them."

"Is that so, I understand."

"Then I will come to pick up Naoki-san that day, the venue is a bit remote~"

"Then I'll trouble Kuniharu-san. Mount Zhishusangde is next to Jinhua Park in Jimbocho, that two-story Western-style residence."

"So it's there!" Morikawa Kuniharu realized. He always passes by when going to and from work~ "It's really close, Naoki-san."

"Hahaha, just moved here."

"Then I will come to pick you up at noon the day after tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone,

Naoki Nagayama still couldn't believe that he was going to see the Japanese Imperial Family so easily.

The Empress currently on the throne is Empress Kojun, who is called the longest-lived Empress in later generations. She should be 78 years old now, right? She shouldn't be able to serve as an award presenter, right?

Then it's Crown Princess Michiko? That poor Empress who was said to have been tortured by her mother-in-law for more than 40 years in the future?

So miserable...

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really a difficult problem to solve in any era and at any level...

Thinking aimlessly like this, the enthusiasm for watching TV also disappeared.

After washing up, Naoki Nagayama went straight back to the bedroom and drilled into the warm quilt~

Opening his eyes, the cold wind in the morning was a bit heavier.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

Sleeping until waking up naturally is the day that every worker dreams of.

Naoki Nagayama did it.

As for counting money until his hands cramp, that probably isn't far away either.

In short, Naoki Nagayama, who was still in a very good mood, happily decided to eat toasted bread slices, and by the way, fried 2 sunny-side-up eggs and a few strips of bacon. It was a breakfast that was neither Chinese nor Western but very sumptuous.

Today can be said to be a completely uneventful day.

There is more than a week until the New Year, and everyone is waiting for the arrival of the holiday.

However, the formal suit probably needs to be dry-cleaned, otherwise, it might be impolite at tomorrow's awards ceremony~

After finishing breakfast and cleaning up the kitchen,

Naoki Nagayama took out the formal suit from the wardrobe, together with the suit bag.

He wanted to find a nearby dry cleaner.

But there are office buildings all around Mount Zhishusangde, and dry cleaners generally wouldn't open so far away from residential areas...

He walked for more than ten minutes and didn't find a dry cleaner...

Naoki Nagayama muttered in his heart: "At this time, I should find an old resident to ask."

At this time, he saw a sign that said "Aoyama store" on the storefront ahead, and through the glass of the showcase, he could see an old man sitting by the tea table drinking tea...

"Eh? Isn't this a coincidence?" Smiling, Naoki Nagayama carried the suit bag, pushed open the store door, "Old man Aoyama, drinking tea?"

"This voice, it's you kid!" Aoyama Shin turned his head and looked. It was the guy who teased his granddaughter before.

"Eh? Why such an angry tone? I don't seem to have offended old man Aoyama." Naoki put down the suit bag, sat on the side, and unceremoniously took a new cup and started pouring tea.

"I said you kid, how can you drink other people's tea so casually!" Although Aoyama Shin said so, he didn't reach out to stop him.

For some reason, Naoki Nagayama and Aoyama Shin got along like a pair of friends of different ages, completely without that kind of Japanese sense of distance. Perhaps it could be said to be like old friends at first sight.

"If others invited me, I wouldn't drink it~" Naoki Nagayama's shameless appearance left Aoyama Shin speechless.

"It's the first time I've seen someone with such thick skin~"

After a cup of hot tea, the cold air stained outside just now was eliminated, and the whole person became alive.

"Speaking of which, old man, you've been here for a long time, right? Do you know where there is a dry cleaner around here?"

Aoyama Shin glanced at Naoki Nagayama: "Old man doesn't want to consider those things, they are all handled by the family."

Isn't it just that all housework is handed over to the women in the family? It sounds like it's amazing.

"Does this suit of yours need dry cleaning?"

"Hi, I'm going to participate in a more formal activity, so I still need to iron it."

"In that case, men really need to dress neatly when going out." Aoyama Shin shouted inside the door, "Chikako, come here~"

"Hi~ wait a moment~" After the reply, as the sound got closer and closer, the cute girl Naoki Nagayama had seen before came out.

"Ojisan... what... is the matter?" After seeing that there were other people in the store, her voice became smaller all of a sudden.

"Chikako, do you know where the dry cleaner is nearby? This guy's suit needs to be sent for dry cleaning and ironing."

Wait, Chikako, the old man's surname is Aoyama, so...

Naoki Nagayama said with some surprise: "You are Aoyama Chikako?!"

"Hi, what's wrong?"

Aoyama Chikako saw that it was the handsome little brother from before, and her cheeks turned red ungratefully. ===== CHAPTER 121 =====