Chapter 185: Freddy, Sadako, Kayako all come to find me, what should I do?

Being chased by Shuichi-san for a script as soon as he came back, Naoki Nagayama felt that he, the president, had become a specialized screenwriter. If he stayed any longer, he might be chased by Otomo Yoshimura, who had come to his senses, for songs.

"Shuichi-san, there is a pile of things on the car to organize, I'll go back first~" Just like that, Naoki Nagayama said goodbye directly.

"Are, are you going back already? Naoki-san... the script matter still needs to be considered more..." Shuichi Ido was still relentlessly urging for the script.

"Hai hai hai..." Naoki Nagayama perfunctorily said without sincerity, walking out of the studio with quick steps.

"When I have inspiration, I will definitely write it out immediately~"

When he got to the car, he breathed a sigh of relief. How come he felt like he was being urged by an editor...

When he drove back to Yama Sakura-in, a trace of red clouds rose in the sky. The cherry blossoms in the yard only had green leaves left, and in the sunset, it was like a gold edge was drawn.

Sure enough, if you sleep until noon, the whole day passes very quickly.

Moving all the items on the car to the living room, they actually filled the sofa, which surprised Naoki Nagayama. Unknowingly, he really bought so many things, and he had forgotten why he bought some souvenirs.

Of course, the gifts to be given to family members naturally had to be selected first. The scarves and bags for mother and Tsuruko, the sea fishing tools for the eldest brother, and the crafts for father were all put aside, ready to be brought together when going home.

Speaking of which, Eitaro had been at home for almost a month, and hadn't seen him for a long time~

After all these gifts were organized, the rest were souvenirs. From books, artworks to decorations, there were some, and he wanted to display them in the room.

There were also some souvenirs, such as Wall Street souvenirs, etc., which were intended for Genta Nakai, as well as gifts for Suzumi-san.

It seems Genta Nakai is getting married recently? Thinking of this, Naoki Nagayama dialed the phone of Genta Nakai's house directly.

"Moshi moshi, this is the Nakai family." Suzumi Hoshino's voice came directly from the other side of the receiver. They should have already lived together.

"Suzumi-san, this is Naoki Nagayama."

"Ah, Naoki-san, have you returned from the United States?" Suzumi Hoshino was very happy to hear it was Naoki Nagayama. "I thought Naoki-san might miss the wedding of Genta and me~"

"Eh? Has the specific time been determined? Before, it was only said to be during this period." Naoki Nagayama originally wanted to ask.

"Hai, the time is set for March 27th, at the Tokyo Prince Hotel. Will Naoki-san mind?"

"That's really congratulations. However, mind? What do I mind?" Naoki Nagayama was bewildered. You two are in love, and you still have to ask if I mind when you get married?

"Ano, does Naoki-san not know? The Tokyo Prince Hotel is where Momoe Yamaguchi got married..." Suzumi Hoshino seemed a little surprised. Isn't it said that Naoki is Momoe Yamaguchi's super die-hard fan, and even committed suicide because she retired after getting married?

"Ah, this, I really didn't notice... but it doesn't matter at all now. I hope Momoe Yamaguchi can always be happy~" Naoki Nagayama couldn't argue, after all, Genta Nakai and Suzumi Hoshino both knew his dark history.

Then he hurriedly changed the subject: "Suzumi-san, has Genta not come back yet? I brought back a wedding gift from the United States~"

"Honto ni? What is it?"

"Since it's a gift, how can I tell you in advance! It can only be opened on the day of the wedding~"

Looking at the handsome prince and the princess in a wedding dress carved candle at hand, this is also a gift in the Disney fairy tale castle. Naoki Nagayama thought it was very suitable as a wedding gift for Genta Nakai and Suzumi Hoshino.

"Hahaha, then we will look forward to it~" Suzumi Hoshino responded with a smile.

After continuing to chat about his experience in the United States, Naoki Nagayama hung up the phone.

"Still one week? Time passes really fast."

Still remember when he first invited Suzumi Hoshino to help compose music through Genta Nakai, the two were just friends, and now they are actually going to get married.

The sky is getting dark. He doesn't want to cook by himself, and he doesn't want to go out.

Naoki Nagayama called a high-end restaurant nearby, ordered a set meal, and waited for the restaurant to deliver the meal.

The takeaway industry naturally appeared long ago. The integrated platform of later generations is just resource integration.

Waiting for the meal takes at least an hour or more. At this time, it is the peak of office workers getting off work, and it is also the busy period of the restaurant.

While waiting for dinner, while continuing to organize souvenirs, Naoki Nagayama suddenly thought, I wonder if the Aoyama shop has closed?

It shouldn't be. Which street-facing shop is not open until 9 or 10 at night?

Anyway, the distance is not far. Naoki Nagayama brought two souvenirs and walked towards the Aoyama shop.

"Ding-a-ling." The bell on the door rang with a crisp sound as the shop door was pushed open, reminding the clerk behind the checkout counter.

"Welcome."

Chikako Aoyama, who was originally looking at a novel loosely, immediately sat up straight, and then greeted skillfully. When she looked closely,

"Ah, it's Naoki-san!" Then she greeted happily, "Naoki-san has returned from the United States~"

"Hai, just returned yesterday~" Naoki Nagayama smiled and greeted. "Is only Chikako-san in the shop? Has Old Man Aoyama gone to be lazy again?"

"Hahaha, Ojisan has gone to eat dinner~"

"Nani, actually abandoned his granddaughter and went to eat alone?"

Chikako Aoyama hurriedly waved her hand to deny: "Naoki-san, don't talk nonsense. I have already eaten~ Ojisan went to drink with friends, it's not convenient to bring me~"

"Hahaha, anyway, it's so pitiful for Chikako-san to watch the shop alone~" Naoki Nagayama took out the souvenirs in his hand. "Chikako-san, this is a gift~"

"Nani? Is it for me?" Chikako Aoyama walked out from behind the counter and took the gift happily.

One is a dried flower art painting for Old Man Aoyama. This old man likes flowers very much, but this kind of American flower should not be able to be planted; the other is a thin amethyst silver-inlaid bracelet for Chikako. The Disney seller claimed it was pure crystal, and I don't know if it's true, but it's thin and beautiful.

Chikako Aoyama happily wore it on her wrist. Under the bright lights in the shop, the fine amethyst shone with charming colors. Against the backdrop of milky white skin, the silver bracelet looked even more beautiful.

"Naoki-san, is this gift too expensive?"

Chikako looked at the bracelet that looked very high-end and felt it was a bit expensive.

"No, actually it's not expensive, about the same as the dried flower art painting for Old Man Aoyama."

Naoki Nagayama didn't expect Chikako to look so good wearing it. "Maybe it looks very high-end when Chikako-san wears it~ Hahaha, it seems I am very good at picking gifts~"

Chikako Aoyama's small face turned red: "Arigato! Naoki-san~"

After giving the gift to Chikako Aoyama, Naoki Nagayama didn't stay long. If Old Man Aoyama killed his way back and saw it, he might think he was teasing his granddaughter again.

"Chikako-san, the gift has been delivered, so I'll go first~ Say hello to the old man for me."

Chikako Aoyama was a little reluctant, but there was no other way, so she could only say: "Hai, I will definitely convey it~"

Walking on the way back with leisurely steps,

At this time, it is already the famous hour of meeting demons. Pedestrians walk in a hurry under the dim sky.

Several young office workers have already overtaken Naoki Nagayama from the side. Looking at their expressions, they are definitely not rushing home. Either it is an izakaya, or a dance hall, or rushing to the next part-time job?

Everyone is busy rushing to the next goal, and hasn't had time to look at the beauty of the world.

The sunset in spring tied a golden red ribbon to the sky, the setting sun sprinkled shallow brilliance, the whole street was covered in a layer of haze, and the dotted neon lights gradually lit up, rendering hazy colors, as if telling everyone in Tokyo that time is about to enter an ambiguous night.

When walking to Yama Sakura-in, what I saw was still a piece of shadow standing quietly. Even the walls and the bamboo surrounding the walls could not be distinguished.

"Too dark..."

Naoki Nagayama was a little dissatisfied. Since it is called Yama Sakura-in, how can it be like other houses, without people, as if it has lost its vitality.

That kind of landscape spotlight mentioned before, it is time to try it. Cherry trees glowing in the night? Seems not bad.

After entering the room and turning on the main switch, Yama Sakura-in was finally brightly lit.

Turning on the record player, putting in an album "the sound of silence" bought from the United States, listening to the title track the sound of silence, feeling the quiet freedom in his heart, the whole Yama Sakura-in was also filled with soft melodies.

"Do~~~" The doorbell rang at this time, suddenly interrupting the quiet thoughts. "Sumimasen, this is the delivery service, the dinner you ordered has arrived."

It turned out to be the takeaway ordered before.

Tonight, I felt that my thoughts were a bit scattered, and there seemed to be some emotion surging in my mind, thinking that maybe there would be some memory coming to my heart, but I didn't expect to be interrupted by the delivery man.

However, Naoki Nagayama didn't blame the delivery boy. After all, it wasn't his responsibility, and he even delivered dinner to fill his stomach.

After enjoying the delicious beef stew set meal, pouring a cup of tea, and turning on the TV in the living room, it was a middle-aged style.

In the golden time TV series of these years, there are more and more urban dramas, but Naoki Nagayama doesn't have the habit of chasing dramas. He doesn't like watching long plots usually, and movies are more suitable for his taste.

Found some strange variety shows to watch, and watched for 2 hours like this, as if I watched something, and as if I didn't watch anything.

Today, I lay on the bed early, accompanied by the sound of the breeze blowing the bamboo leaves, and fell asleep deeply.

I don't know why, the melody in the dream seemed to be flowing quietly, and Naoki Nagayama seemed to dream that he was on a quiet seabed, feeling the waves surging beside him...

Waking up the next day, Naoki Nagayama was rarely energetic. The subconscious memory that didn't come up last night was completely reproduced in the dream.

"Damn, what's going on... actually can be like this?" Naoki Nagayama rubbed his eyes. "It's fine to recall the song silent love, why is there a movie attached? And why did I dream that I was in the movie, and still the protagonist..."

One night, it seemed like I played a real-life AR game all night, experiencing light melancholy in music, in waves, in a silence.

Naoki Nagayama wandered in this movie all night last night. That touch of melancholy blue, that period of silent feelings, and that trace of wordless sadness existed in his memory as if it had really happened.

Until he finished washing and eating breakfast, there was still a depressed mood in his heart.

"If I happen to dream of Ring next time, wouldn't I spend the whole night in a horror movie?" Naoki Nagayama thought of this, his body trembled. "If brother Freddy, little sister Sadako, and sister Kayako all come to find me, what should I do?"

Finding that he might experience subconscious movies in his dreams, Naoki Nagayama now regrets watching so many horror movies in his previous life.

This morning, Naoki Nagayama hurriedly went to the piano room to record the song "silent love," and then copied the script of the movie, so that the emotions in his heart finally stabilized.

Originally, he planned to go to his hometown today to bring the gifts back and bring Eitaro back. Now that he is in a state of low energy, it is better to talk about it tomorrow.

Naoki Nagayama continued to take stock of the luggage he brought back, saw dozens of used films, and decided to take the films out to wash first. There are many photos of other people in these photos, and they still need to be mailed back to them.

Coming out of the photo studio, it was still early.

Naoki Nagayama drove to the dance hall in Takadanobaba. The boss is back, so he always has to inspect it.

That fork in the road of the dance hall has become very famous. It was originally a nameless small road, but now people nearby are used to calling it Dance Hall Street.

In addition to that "Original disco," there are more pinball shops, cinemas, billiard rooms, and surrounding izakayas, restaurants, bars, and cafes have opened one by one, forming a gathering area for eating, drinking, and playing.

There are even street artists selling art on both sides of the street from time to time. Parking has begun to be restricted in the middle of the narrow road. Maybe in a few years, it will become a place like a pedestrian paradise.

"Naoki-san, you have returned from the United States!" Shigeru Araki's eyes were not very sharp, but he found Naoki Nagayama from the crowd at the door all of a sudden.

After all, in the queuing crowd, even if dressed casually, Naoki Nagayama's image and temperament were very outstanding.

"Yes, Araki-san, I only returned early yesterday morning~" Naoki Nagayama brought a trendy record as a gift and brought candies to others.

"This is a gift brought back to you from the United States, and for everyone, please help distribute it~"

"Hai! Too much trouble for Naoki-san."

Shigeru Araki brought Naoki Nagayama into the dance hall. The gift matter naturally had to be distributed when getting off work. Now everyone is busy.

The dance hall is still in a dark blue style, and the flashing lights and explosive music make people in the dance floor shake their bodies wantonly.

"Araki-san, how is the business recently?" Naoki Nagayama looked at the dance floor in the backstage and asked Shigeru Araki beside him.

The actual manager of this dance hall recalled: "Naoki-san, the dance hall is still full every day, but..."

"What's wrong?"

"But there are fewer people queuing outside." Shigeru Araki said a little disappointed. "Originally, the dance hall would queue for at least 2 hours every day, but now there is only a queue between half an hour and 1 hour."

Naoki Nagayama nodded: "It shows that the attraction is insufficient."

As other dance halls in this area opened one after another, college students had other choices, and naturally fewer people were willing to queue for a long time. However, Naoki Nagayama had expected this when he opened the dance hall.

After experiencing the legendary muddclub in the United States this time, Naoki Nagayama felt that his own dance hall could also learn from it.

"Araki-san, our dance hall may need to be redecorated."

"Nani?"

"At the same time, we have to invite a group of the most avant-garde underground bands to perform, similar to hard rock, heavy metal, punk, etc."

"But Naoki-san, these are niche music!" Shigeru Araki said in surprise. In an era when dance music has not yet been popularized, those songs are only played by a small part of people.

"But in the United States, these are about to become mainstream music!" Naoki Nagayama said to Shigeru Araki. "In New York, the most niche and trendy thing at present is something called 'No Wave'."

"What thing?"

Shigeru Araki was stumped by this new word. What music style? He, who has played in bands for so many years, doesn't know?

"Experimental music style that only emerged in New York underground bands, but as far as I listen to it... no melody, strange vocals, completely noise..." Naoki Nagayama smiled embarrassedly. "They don't seem to have named their style."

"Is that so?"

Shigeru Araki could feel from the description alone that this was a deconstructive attempt at pop music. If it succeeded, it would lead the next wave; if it failed, it would be a flash in the pan.

"Araki-san, can you graffiti?"

"Eh? Played for a while before..."

Oh? Shigeru Araki's history is really rich.

"Then communicate later... I plan to add more graffiti elements to the new dance hall." The Motherf*cker Man can also be considered a character. "I will find the renovation team later, and strive to complete the renovation this summer and go online again. During this time, I trouble Araki to run around in the livehouse more and strive to find a few bands."

"Hai, I understand!"

After Naoki Nagayama gave advice yesterday, Otomo Yoshimura found many friendly newspapers.

After giving red envelopes, everyone agreed to help.

Because the manuscript didn't need to be changed much, it just brought in the movies released by Toei during this period while smearing "The Gas Station Robbery Incident," such as "Sailor Suit and Machine Gun" also increased the violent tendencies of teenagers, reflecting bad reality, etc.

Some articles even linked to special effects dramas like "Kamen Rider Super 1" and "Robot 8," which really makes people admire the ability of the writer.

Several manuscripts from different newspapers and periodicals were released this morning, faintly bringing up a wave of evaluation.

"Department Head, there are many newspapers today reporting on the comments about "The Gas Station Robbery Incident"."

"Isn't this very good~"

Toei Film and Television Business Planning and Sales Department Head Toshitaka Yamamura was drinking a cup of coffee, happily listening to the report of his subordinates.

Since the comedy he was responsible for before was swept by "The Gas Station Robbery Incident," he was also scolded by the department head.

Tree Friend Pictures? A movie made by such a small company dares to grab our business? Must give them some color to see!

So he concocted a series of scandal black materials, wanting to make this emerging company stink, and finally either be incorporated or unable to recover.

And that company has never had the power to fight back, and can only watch its reputation slowly get worse.

"But Department Head, in these reports, our company's recent movies were also mentioned, like "Sailor Suit and Machine Gun"..."

"Nani?" Toshitaka Yamamura took the newspaper and read it, then shouted angrily, "What's going on with these newspapers! Clearly told them to only write about "The Gas Station Robbery Incident"!"

"Department Head, we haven't contacted these newspapers."

Toshitaka Yamamura calmed down: "So, someone else asked them to write it?"

After thinking for a while, cold sweat came down: "This is to tie Toei together? They are a small company and don't care about these reputations, but Toei's reputation..."

In Toshitaka Yamamura's eyes, the newspaper on the desk became a war letter given to him by Tree Friend Pictures, and a sentence was written between the lines: "If you want to die, die together!"

"Kuso! Who gave them the idea!" ===== CHAPTER 186 =====