Chapter 218: Girls at this age really do understand everything

The weather in Tokyo in June is actually better suited for driving a convertible, but having bought a new car, one naturally wants to go out and show it off.

Naoki Nagayama drove his Toyota Century toward the studio. Along the way, those small sedans all gave way one after another, not just because this car was a size larger than everyone else's, but also because the people driving such cars were either dignitaries or Yakuza bosses—in any case, people not to be trifled with.

Naoki Nagayama was, in a sense, misusing their reputation.

After arriving at the studio, Naoki Nagayama didn't over-promote it; he just silently walked into the editing room and began wrapping up the film with the other two.

However, Otomo Yoshimura, who arrived late, still noticed:

"Naoki-san, you bought a new car!"

"Aye, didn't I mention it before? The current car is too small and can't carry many people, so I bought a bigger one."

Shuichi Yin Tang, still unaware, asked in confusion: "Did you buy a truck?"

Otomo Yoshimura said with a smile: "Shuichi-san, Naoki-san bought the Rolls-Royce of Japan."

"Nani?"

As a native Japanese, he knew exactly what that meant as soon as he heard the term. He even ignored the film, instructed Masataka Komori to continue working, and then couldn't wait to go outside to observe it. "It really is a Toyota Century!"

Otomo Yoshimura and Naoki Nagayama followed along the side. Shuichi Yin Tang looked at the black Toyota Century with envy in his eyes.

"Naoki-san, isn't this kind of car usually driven by a professional chauffeur? The back seat is the boss's seat, right!"

Shuichi Yin Tang sat in the back row, touching this and looking at that, acting just like a child.

This was actually only how he would act in front of Naoki Nagayama and Otomo Yoshimura; it was entirely the joy between good friends. If it were someone with a more distant relationship, Shuichi Yin Tang would probably only have said a few reserved words of praise at this time.

"Hahaha, if Naoki-san drives us somewhere in the future, wouldn't I become Naoki's boss?"

Naoki Nagayama shook his head: "Hahaha, so this car will only carry important people~ Shuichi-san, don't even think about it!"

"How can you be like this! Naoki-san, you're being very mean~"

Including the red envelope given to the sales manager Akihiro Hirayama, buying this Toyota Century cost a little over 20 million yen. Such a price was already the salary of an ordinary white-collar worker who didn't eat or drink for 4 or 5 years.

After everyone's mood had calmed down, Naoki Nagayama said to Otomo Yoshimura: "Otomo-san, your car should be replaced too. Once the dividends from this film come in, you can buy a sports car too."

Although Otomo Yoshimura was very envious, he still shook his head: "The dividends for this film should be about the same as last time, and there are many things that need money. Replacing it with a more ordinary one will be fine."

In fact, both Otomo Yoshimura and Shuichi Yin Tang felt that a film shot from a spontaneously popped-up idea would likely be worse, because in 1978, Japan also produced a film about humans and animals called "The Fox Story," and the box office was very average.

The most ideal result would be no better than that of the previous film, "The Convenience Store Robbery Incident."

"Otomo-san, the box office this time will definitely exceed your imagination!" Naoki Nagayama guaranteed, "By then, you'll definitely be able to change to a good car."

On the way home from school, Rieko, who had just started the third year of junior high, habitually walked into a bookstore along the way.

At the end of every month, if she had enough pocket money left, she would buy an interesting detective novel at the bookstore as the final reward for the month, and also as a pastime for the next month.

As for things like youthful love, hatred, and entanglements, for her, whose heart of love had not yet opened, they were simply like reading materials for kindergarten.

As usual, the bookstore was full of the fragrance of ink, and books were neatly stacked on the shelves, waiting for the favor of book lovers.

I don't know when, but on the recommendation shelf of the bookstore, a new book quietly appeared, with a cover covered in a layer of snow, with only two simple characters—"Love Letter."

As if struck by the title, Rieko, possessed by some whim, picked up the youthful book she was originally not interested in and began to flip through it.

"The male lead has already passed away? Then how can they fall in love?" Thinking this in her heart, her interest was piqued, and Rieko was immediately fascinated...

"How are you? I am fine!" When she saw this, Rieko read it out unconsciously.

"You are fine, but I am not..."

Suddenly, such words came to her ears, giving Rieko a fright.

It turned out to be the uncle manager of the bookstore. He continued: "Rieko-chan, do you want to finish the book standing up?"

Often buying books here, Rieko was already very familiar with the manager, but familiarity is familiarity, and "white-piaoing" (reading without buying) is not allowed!

Rieko blushed, bowed hurriedly and said: "Sumimasen! I just started reading it by accident..."

Then she hurriedly took out her wallet: "How much is it, please?"

Seeing the customer wanting to pay, the uncle manager said no more: "It's 1000 yen, but since it's Rieko, I'll give you a 10% discount, 900 yen."

"Arigato! Manager-san is so kind!" Rieko was extremely happy.

"But doesn't Rieko prefer those detective ones? Why are you reading romance today?" The uncle manager asked casually while giving change.

Ya Bunko.

Rieko whispered a little embarrassedly: "I was just suddenly attracted..."

After receiving the change, she walked quickly out of the bookstore.

On one hand, she was in a hurry to leave the awkward atmosphere of the bookstore, and on the other, she wanted to return home early.

Today's film editing had entered the final fine-tuning. In order to make the film smoother, plus the opening and closing credits, there was no longer any need for him to sit in the editing room.

Naoki Nagayama, who returned to Shanying Yuan early, slumped on the sofa, flipping through the magazines on the coffee table at will.

There was actually a letter in the magazine!

This thin piece of letter paper was sandwiched between two magazines. He had put it directly on the coffee table when he brought the magazines back a few days ago, and he hadn't looked at it carefully, so he had actually missed it...

Looking at the sender, it was actually anonymous, but judging from the address, this letter was sent from Akina Nakamori's apartment~

After opening it, a long paragraph of text was written on a piece of letter paper, sentence by sentence, not systematic at all.

Written to Naoki-san:

"Naoki-san's is really wonderful~ I stayed up all night to finish it~"

"The manager scolded me for my dark circles... It's all Naoki-san's fault, why did you write it so attractively!"

"I took some very beautiful magazine cover photos a few days ago, and I wanted to sunbathe on the beach for a while longer." "Summer is really here, and I ate some very delicious cold noodles~"

"I'm about to release a new song, a very strange song, like a delinquent." "When can I sing the song Naoki-san gave me?"

"I'm so tired, work and all that..." "After writing this sentence, I'm going to sleep~"

"I am fine, how are you?"

akina

Looking at this somewhat messy letter, Naoki Nagayama felt a bit of intimacy. Akina seemed to be lying on the sofa just like him, letting her thoughts fly, saying a word or two about whatever came to mind, and ending the chat when there was nothing left to say.

However, if an ordinary person read this letter, they might not know what was being expressed at all, right?

Naoki Nagayama looked at this strange writing style and couldn't help but find it funny. He decided to save all of Akina's letters. If he made them into a collection book in the future, it would definitely be very interesting.

But at this time, he really should write a reply. Calling would be out of the question; she was so busy that she might not have even returned home yet.

Naoki Nagayama went upstairs to the piano room. How should he write the letter?

Akina Nakamori's language style is really hard to replicate. Forget it, let's just follow his own~

"To Akina-chan,

I received Akina-chan's letter, sandwiched between two magazines, and almost missed it. Fortunately, I didn't~

But being scolded by the manager for staying up late... It really is because it was written too attractively. I'm really sorry, I'll try to correct it next time~

This year's summer seems to have come exceptionally early. When I was eating at Kikunoi before, I unexpectedly ate a piece of sashimi made with fresh lotus leaves. It is said that this year's lotus flowers bloomed half a month early. In addition, the sashimi was both beautiful and delicious~

When it was hot last year, I went on a self-driving tour to the mountains. The temperature on the mountains in Nagano was indeed several degrees lower. The colorful forests, strange stones, lush grasslands, and unknown colorful flowers made people feel like they had walked into a manga. I really want to see it again.

However, since I saw the mountains last year, I plan to see the sea this summer. Although I am a Shizuoka native who grew up by the sea, I always feel like I have never understood the sea.

How about going to Honolulu? I plan to go after the film currently in production is released. If many people say it's good, then there must be something particularly attractive there.

As for the song I gave Akina-chan, haven't I already received the cassette tape? I've already listened to it, and it was sung very beautifully, so I collected it very seriously. I don't even let friends who come to the house listen to it, hahaha~

Before I knew it, I had filled a piece of letter paper. Eitaro is already looking at me with his rice bowl in his mouth.

Akina-chan, remember to eat well too~

That's all!

Anonymous"

After writing it, he read it from beginning to end again.

Naoki Nagayama couldn't help but ask himself: Is this really a letter written by someone with over 50 years of life experience?

It's messy, and the wording is strange, but it's inexplicably a bit sincere.

"Forget it, let's just leave it like this. Anyway, I don't expect it to be included in a collection book like 'Letters as if Meeting'..."

After quickly sealing it, Naoki Nagayama put the letter on the dining table, preparing to mail it out when he went for a walk in the evening.

"Wang wang wang!" (I'm starving!)

"Alright, Eitaro, don't be anxious, I'll prepare your dog food right now!"

"How did you grow into a dog that only thinks about eating?"

"Wang wang wang, wang!" (Growing body, understand?)

In junior high school class the next day, Rieko looked at the leaves blown by the wind in the sunlight outside the window, a little absent-minded.

"The curtains in the classroom are also white gauze."

Her desk mate and best friend, Yume Tomita, leaned over during the lunch break to show concern: "Rieko-chan, why do you look so distracted this morning? Are you not feeling well?"

"It's not that... I'm thinking about something..."

"Is it an attractive detective plot?" Yume Tomita also likes detective stories and thought Rieko was obsessed with a certain book. "Which one? Have I read it? Is it a new release?"

"If you want to say so... it really is..."

Coincidentally at this time, the male classmate sitting by the window came back from eating. They were in the same elementary school class and the same junior high class, and could be called childhood sweethearts: Yasushi Shimizu.

Although the weather was a bit hot, it hadn't reached the point of taking off the black school uniform, so he could only loosen his collar slightly, revealing the white shirt worn inside, which gave him a more gentle feeling.

Seeming to still feel hot, he stood up and opened the window to the maximum.

A gust of wind blew in, blowing up the white curtains, gently blowing onto the hair of the boy leaning by the window, and also blowing the heart of Rieko, who was distracted and peeking from the next table.

Yasushi Shimizu seemed to feel something, turned his head to look, and found that it was Rieko looking this way, so he was a little puzzled:

"Rieko-chan, what's wrong?"

"Ah?! This... Ano..."

Rieko, who had always been carefree with boys, suddenly couldn't speak at this moment. The scene just now combined with the plot in "Love Letter." Clearly, it was a friendship they had played together since childhood, and they were familiar to the point of being familiar, but she felt that Yasushi Shimizu was a little different today.

Thinking carefully, Yasushi Shimizu was indeed gentle, fair-skinned, and very tall...

How could such thoughts be said in front of classmates?

But if she didn't say something, the atmosphere would become even stranger...

What to do??

Rieko kept encouraging herself in her heart, forcibly wanting to say something to gloss over this awkward atmosphere, but unconsciously she said something even stranger:

"Ano, Shimizu-chan, can you pick up that book on the table..."

"Eh? This book?"

Although Yasushi Shimizu felt a little strange,

he still picked up the prose book on the table that was used for appreciation in the previous language class. "Like this?"

"Then look at it!" Rieko raised her voice.

"??? What's wrong with the book?" Yasushi Shimizu flipped through it even more puzzled.

Just at this time, another gust of wind blew over.

The white gauze curtain and the boy reading the book... Rieko was a little lost...

"It's really similar~"

Yume Tomita, who had been observing from the side for a long time, asked softly: "Like what?"

"Like the scene in the book~"

"What book?"

"Love Letter."

At this time, Rieko suddenly came back to her senses, and her face turned red all of a sudden...

A sly smile flashed across Yume Tomita's face. "Ara la, so it's 'Love Letter'~ Rieko-chan is actually reading..."

Rieko immediately covered her best friend's mouth: "Don't say it!"

!

Yume Tomita struggled to break free, and then threatened in a low voice: "Lend me the book! Otherwise, Rieko-chan, you wouldn't want this matter to be known to everyone, right?"

"... Alright..." Rieko compromised. "Yume-chan, the way you spoke just now is like a lecherous old man in a manga."

"Eee~ Rieko-chan, what kind of manga are you reading..."

Japanese junior high students at this age really do understand everything...

And Yasushi Shimizu, who had been standing in front of the window, finished flipping through the book from beginning to end, but found nothing.

"Rieko-chan, what exactly is wrong with this book?"

And Rieko didn't know how to explain it at this time.

She could only reply sullenly: "Aho."

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