Idols looking for wives in Tokyo

Chapter 44 The Sad Barrier Between Two People
Because it is a small passenger plane, the seats are two people per row.

At this time, the short-haired girl wearing a mask and sunglasses stood beside Yinghai.

Yinghai's position was outside, and the girl was bending down slightly.

A slightly cold voice said, "Sorry."

"Ok."

In response, Ying Hai retracted his legs and made a little space.

"Thank you just now."

"fine."

After responding faintly, the girl quickly took out a copy of "Norwegian Wood" from her bag.

Ying Hai just took a glance and then looked away, put on his headphones and started watching the roller skating video saved in his mobile phone.

The debut concert is about to begin. Although we won’t be doing any stunts, we still need to at least do some tricks to leave an impression.

Idols, if they don’t improve, they will regress.

On the other side, the girl wearing sunglasses also saw Yinghai's screen out of the corner of her eye.

But there was no reaction. To both of them, the other was just a stranger on the plane.

In Hokkaido in spring, as soon as you step out of the airport, what comes into view is the rolling mountains in the distance. The white outlines of the tops of the mountains shine softly under the spring sunshine.

There are also many passengers walking around in the airport.

Man and nature are perfectly integrated.

This is my first time back to Hokkaido since I came here, although I still have some impressions of Hokkaido in my memory.

But at this moment, Ying Hai took a deep breath and still felt a sense of relief.

But this relief didn't last long.

Surprisingly, after arriving at the airport, Yinghai's path completely overlapped with that of the girl.

From getting off the plane to the bus stop, the two looked at each other in silence for a moment on the bus platform.

"What a coincidence."

Ying Hai, who saw the other person at the station, was afraid that the other person would think that he was following her, so he broke the silence and spoke first.

"Um"

Nanamin frowned slightly and looked at Yinghai who arrived later with a scrutinizing look.

Could it be that some stalker fan recognized her and was following her?

Is stalking generally that rampant?
Right in front of her?

"Are you from here too?"

"Oh, yes."

Faced with the girl's dialect, Ying Hai replied in Hokkaido dialect without changing his expression.

"That's it"

Hearing this, Nanamin felt relieved a lot.

No matter what, it is impossible to imitate the dialect so authentically.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other person is his fellow villager and also a stalker.

But his temperament doesn't seem like that of a stalker.

It's better to be careful.

Thinking of Nanamin pretending to be indifferent and reading a book, her steps moved a little.

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Ying Hai, who saw the whole scene, had no idea what to understand.

After all, he is an idol.

So in order to avoid the other party's misunderstanding, Yinghai also took a few steps away.

There seemed to be a pathetic barrier between the two of them, big enough for a small car to pass through.

After waiting for a while, the bus arrived. There were not many people taking the bus on a weekday.

Until they both got off at the same station again.

This time, Yinghai simply walked a few steps faster on purpose.

Nanamin, who was watching from behind Yinghai, became more and more speechless as she walked.

The other party seemed to know her destination, and the route was highly consistent with where she was going.

However, they separated not long after they started walking.

The reason for the dispersion is simple.

Nanamin was not familiar with this place at all. She had to look at the map before taking a step and got lost not long after walking.

Yinghai arrived home safely.

A dilapidated single-family house in a village.

The kind of land that people would rather refuse to accept even if it is given away for free because they think the taxes would be too high.

"I am back."

Ying Hai said softly. Having received the original owner's memory, he clearly knew the layout of this room and also knew that he came from a single-parent family.

The family barely has a piece of land for growing rice.

But I can't make much money.

Everything here is controlled by the Agricultural Cooperative, which is more powerful than the underworld.

The Agricultural Association purchases, processes, sorts, packages and sells agricultural products in a unified manner.

Under such circumstances, it is conceivable that farming is actually just working for the farmers' cooperative.

The purchase price is enough to maintain expenses, but only just enough.

In essence they are still being exploited.

They buy agricultural products from farmers at low prices and sell them at high prices, and they buy agricultural machinery from manufacturers at low prices and sell them to farmers at high prices to make profits.

When a farmer wants to withdraw from the agricultural cooperative, he may be retaliated against.

Unfortunately, their family offended the local farmers' association.

Otherwise, the original owner wouldn't have traveled all the way to Tokyo to pursue his dream and almost got anally raped.

"I am back."

"Dad, what happy event is it that requires you to call me back in a hurry?"

Ying Hai had just finished speaking when he saw that after walking into the living room from the shabby entrance, in addition to his father, there was a young woman who still looked charming and a boy who was probably in the third year of junior high school or the first year of high school.

"This is Hashimoto Mieko and Hashimoto Yukio who is in the third year of junior high school. This is my son, Hikaru Hidemi."

Without answering Yinghai's question, the handsome uncle looked at Yinghai with surprise, who seemed like a different person, and smiled.

"Hello you two."

Yinghai also bent down to cooperate.

"This is the idol who works at Johnny's that Hikarumoto-san mentioned. He's really handsome."

Mrs. Hashimoto has a very gentle smile and seems to have been a rare beauty when she was young.

It's just that the traces of time and hard work left on it cover up most of her advantages.

"I don't deserve it, it's just a job."

Ying Hai laughed.

"He's a humble child. And Yukifu, come on and call me brother."

The woman pulled the child's hand.

"Hello, Hikarumoto-san."

The little boy did not call him brother, but lowered his head and spoke in honorifics.

"Hello, Yukio."

Ying Hai smiled, and then, at his father's invitation, he knelt down in front of Yukio and sat down next to him.

"Speaking of which, why hasn't the kid arrived yet? He clearly told me he would be there soon when he got off the plane."

Mrs. Hashimoto complained quietly.

"After all, this is your first time here. Maybe you got lost. Yinghai, go outside and take a look."

Dad gave the order directly.

".Who will be picked up then?"

Looking at this scene, Yinghai roughly understood that his father had really found him a stepmother.

Maybe the original owner would care about it, but Ying Hai really didn’t care at this time.

All he has to do is try to change.

This is the same no matter how many stepmothers the father finds.

Of course, he still needs to find out whether the other party will do anything that is detrimental to him.

But he was in Tokyo and didn't have to worry about that most of the time.

"Look at me, forgetful."

Mrs. Hashimoto blamed herself and then turned the phone to Yinghai.

A familiar girl inside came into his sight.

"This is Ms. Hashimoto Nanami, right?"

"Yes, Ying Hai knows it too, but if you are all idols in Tokyo, you should know more."

"Um"

More than just understanding.

Mai had told him before that she was forming a couple with the other party in the group.

Yinghai was not ecstatic, he just felt a headache.

According to Mai, Hashimoto didn't really want to be an idol, he just wanted to earn money to support his family.

The purpose is the same as his.

While I was still thinking about it, the crisp doorbell rang from outside the door into the room.

(End of this chapter)