Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 395 Ripples【4K】

"Heh... Why do I suddenly feel like I'm a little old and can't keep up with the times?"

Looking at the two people performing freely on the stage, Matsushima Rie murmured something, with a hint of visible emotion on her face.

"..."

Naoko Hayakawa did not rush to respond, but just listened quietly.

She knew very well that what Lihui needed more now was a listener rather than a supporting actor who would immediately join in the conversation.

"Obviously, my impression of new singers is not like this."

Matsushima Rie rubbed her swollen temples, and a hint of reminiscence appeared between her brows.

"Faced with so many audiences, they should be more nervous, or more unnatural." She paused, and then said, "Yes, I know I have also met that kind of 'big scene man'.

“The more people there are, the more excited they are and the better their condition is. Otherwise, their performance will be mediocre. But the problem is that the better their condition is, it does not mean that they can jump from 5 or 6 to 7 or even 7.5 all at once.

“Life is not a shounen manga. What can be realized on the spot is only your daily efforts and dedication.

"No matter how talented you are, you won't get 70% or 80% or even 90% or 10% out of 30% effort.

“——That only happens to people who love you.

"but……"

She shrugged and reached out to stroke the cocktail glass in front of her.

Unlike the cocktail glasses in other bars, the cocktail glasses here are frosted in appearance. They look angular but are actually quite comfortable to the touch.

Under the colorful neon lights inside the room, the wine in the translucent cup is also dyed the same color.

"This kind of empiricism doesn't seem to work well with them."

After stroking the surface of the wine glass again, Matsushima Rie raised her head and looked deeply at the two people on the stage who were becoming more and more engaged.

The two of them were completely immersed in the stage at this moment, and Watanabe Yu even danced to the melody.

Although his movements are not as professional as those of professional singing and dancing idols, the feeling is there in his every move.

This guy was born to be on stage.

"There are always one or two perverts in every era, right?"

Naoko Hayakawa took a sip of the soaked water.

If you ask her whether she was surprised by Watanabe's natural stage presence, of course she was surprised, but Taki had already discussed this with her in advance, so her expression management was still under control.

But the feeling of the waves ahead pushing the waves behind is still very strong.

Ask yourself, with the kind of ease he displayed, she couldn't even achieve that kind of performance in her second year in the industry.

"Pervert?" Matsushima Rie chewed on the word carefully, then nodded with an intriguing smile, "You know what, this description is indeed appropriate, and it sounds much more pleasing to the ear than any era superstar."

"I don't really want to use the word genius to describe him."

Naoko Hayakawa leaned back slightly and clasped her hands across her chest.

"I still haven't gotten over the fact that he was kidnapped by Yuki. To be more precise, I'm still brooding over it."

There was a hint of resentment in her tone.

She is both a father and a mother, and she raised Yuki with great difficulty. Just when she was about to start being caring for her, she ended up caring for someone else.

Any normal parent would definitely not be in a good mood.

Not to mention that 'yellow-haired' guy is playing three boats at once, and it's clear that he wants both.

If she hadn't been afraid of saddening her little girl, she would have seized the opportunity to separate them.

"You don't hide it at all. So this is the aftereffect of being a non-public figure?"

After joking with Hayakawa Naoko, Matsushima Rie picked up the pen again and began writing quickly on the paper under the light from the booth.

After interrupting the conversation for a few minutes, inspiration suddenly came to her.

Although the light in the booth was not too bright, which somewhat affected her writing, she was already familiar with writing reviews in such an environment.

Don't ask, if you ask, I've interviewed singers with similar quirks before.

——The interview took place at a sake bar.

"What else?" Naoko Hayakawa asked as a matter of course, "When you are a public figure, you have to be careful about your words and actions at all times, otherwise the front page of the next day will be full of all kinds of out-of-context quotes.

"Even if we put aside the issue of being a public figure, there's no need for me to express my feelings. Yuki is my daughter, and she was kidnapped. Can't I just complain and say I feel bad?

"Besides, this isn't in front of Yuki."

If you think about it carefully, maybe a mother is destined to be unable to deal with her daughter.

When the little guy clenched his trembling hands and looked up at her with stubborn eyes, even if she had a heart of stone the previous second, her heart would soften uncontrollably the next moment.

“Being a mom is hard.”

Matsushima Rie complained.

"I'm very happy. The feeling of watching the continuation of life slowly grow up is really... hard to describe in words. It's like I've grown up again."

"Hai~ I will consider finding a boyfriend later."

"I don't mean that. I'm not your lobbyist. I'm just talking about my subjective feelings."

Naoko Hayakawa spread her hands and fixed her eyes firmly on Yuki's face.

The song "First Love" that we are singing now is sung by Yuki.

"That's all I mentioned."

After writing the last word, Matsushima Rie let out a long sigh, put down her pen, waved her hand, then leaned back and curled up on the sofa like a tired cat.

Although she usually doesn't like to come to bars, she has to say that this bar is indeed suitable for drinking alone. Listening to the live performance on the stage and looking at the dim lights in the booths can easily make people become emotional.

You can also say that I am tired.

"That's good. If you really acted so thoughtlessly and made some impulsive decisions, I would really feel guilty."

There was a hint of relief in Hayakawa Naoko's voice.

"Don't worry, I'm not in love. The only things that can make me make impulsive decisions are the grilled beef tongue in the izakaya and the afternoon dessert on the day off."

"Why do I feel like you're picking on me?"

"You think too much."

Next, Watanabe Yu and Hayakawa Yuki on the stage enjoyed the moment more and more. They were no longer just singing, but "playing". Although they were still a little awkward, they still interacted with the audience.

The atmosphere at the scene also changed from a concert to a live singing session.

Although there is not much difference in terms of words, the actual effect is far different.

At least in the eyes of many white-collar workers at the scene, the latter gave people a much higher sense of immersion than the former. After all, if the former did not grab a good seat, most of what they could hear were the singing of the fanatical fans around them, and all they could see was the sea of ​​waving cheering sticks in the darkness.

"Strictly speaking, Watanabe's fame will definitely take a leap after tonight. I dare not imagine how good the effect of the simultaneous offline and online promotion will be."

After watching Watanabe Yu and Hayakawa Yuki bow and leave the stage, Matsushima Rie let out a long breath and stood up.

"Let's go, change places."

She turned around and looked at Hayakawa Naoko.

Although she didn't know the specific situation, based on her understanding of the latter, Yuki definitely didn't know that the latter had come to Kamakura.

If nothing unexpected happened, Naoko would not take the initiative to look for Yuki. "Where are you going?"

Naoko Hayakawa raised her head in confusion.

"I know a nice izakaya, let's go there and eat some skewers." Matsushima Rie paused, "Of course, I'll treat you!"

She just received her year-end bonus last week, and she hasn't spent that huge sum of money yet.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to use it, it’s just that she’s too busy at work and doesn’t have the energy or time.

Now that I can finally get out and get some fresh air, I must relax.

"Well... let's go."

Taking out her cell phone and checking the time, Naoko Hayakawa picked up her bag and stood up.

"Then let's go!"

"Did you forget to take your bag?"

"Oh, it really is! Ok, we got the stuff, let's go."

"uh-huh."

*
The next day, Watanabe Yu, who had paid his dues last night, did not wait for his mother to knock on the door, but instead waited for Ryoko's prank in his arms.

God knows where this girl got such good spirits. He was still a little dazed, but she had already woken up completely.

It seems that she, as a tax collector, is more adaptable to the intensity of work than he, as a taxpayer.

"Don't make trouble, it's itchy."

Watanabe Yu opened his sleepy eyes and gently slapped away Ryoko's naughty hands.

——The girl used her hair to gently scratch the itch on her neck.

"Good morning~"

Hamabe Ryoko smiled slyly and met his gaze.

"Morning, hello."

Watanabe Yu couldn't help but yawn.

It is true that Physical Fitness (Advanced) can enhance his physical fitness, but the problem is that enhancement does not mean maximum fitness, and one will still feel tired when he should feel tired.

But he also thought that his pace of life was indeed too tight during this period.

Studying, shopping, singing at night, and writing books. Honestly speaking, if his physical fitness was not much better than before, not to mention the occasional delivery of food, it would be a miracle that he could withstand such a schedule.

"Still awake?"

Hamabe Ryoko tilted her head, and there was a hint of surprise in her slightly cold voice.

The time she called him today was the same time they usually went out for morning exercise.

Although he went to bed a little late yesterday, based on her usual observations, it was completely fine for You to wake up at this time.

But this time she seemed to have misjudged.

"is a bit."

Watanabe Yu glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table and closed his eyes again.

But this time, in order to prevent Ryoko from playing any more pranks, he held her tightly in his arms.

To be honest, when he was single before he traveled through time, he always felt that it would be uncomfortable to sleep with someone next to him. After all, no matter how big the bed is, the standards are there. If two people sleep on it and one of them has a bad sleeping posture, it will be easy for both of them to feel uncomfortable.

It would be even more difficult if someone was snoring.

After all, people can’t hear themselves snoring.

But now, as he and Ryoko rested together more and more often, his previous feeling of discomfort about sleeping together became less and less.

Holding the soft jade in his arms and smelling the faint floral scent on her body, his thoughts, which had been gradually becoming clear, became confused again.

"Then let's sleep in today."

Gently stroking his head, Hamabe Ryoko said this softly.

"Ah."

There was a hint of nasality in Watanabe Yu's voice.

"Thank you for your hard work during this period." Hamabe Ryoko said softly, patting his back with both hands. "Last night's performance was very good."

A big part of the reason why she got up early today was that she wanted to know what happened next on last night's performance.

In fact, she was watching it when she went to take a bath at around ten o'clock.

However, public opinion had not yet fully fermented at that time, and most of the people who replied to those posts were audience members who had gone to the bar.

For example, it’s the moment when you throw a stone into the lake.

There were splashing sounds, splashes, and ripples, but there were no huge waves.

To put it in a down-to-earth way, it still takes time.

However, judging from the level of discussion she had seen this morning, the "time" she would have to wait would probably not be too long.

But it is a pity, or fortunately, that such discussions are mostly concentrated in the local forums in Kamakura, and the discussion level on the entire network is not high.

"On the local forum in Kamakura, most of the listeners attracted by you were full of praise. They spoke highly of you and agreed with the middle-aged uncle's evaluation of you. Some radicals even thought that the uncle's evaluation was conservative."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at his face.

"Well……"

The only response she got was Watanabe Yu's nasal grunt.

"To be honest, I'm actually a little worried. If You really becomes a big star in the future, with the spotlight on you wherever you go, I wonder if I won't be worthy of you."

She moved slightly and buried her head in the crook of his neck, sniffing his scent.

At the beginning, she was embarrassed about her nympho behavior, but now, she can do such 'hentai' behavior naturally.

"The ugly duckling will become a white swan, Cinderella will wear crystal shoes, and Snow White will eventually return to the castle to take back everything that belongs to her. Well, don't mind the last example. Anyway, what I mean is that you should not have such a burden."

Watanabe Yu tried hard to calm his nerves that were about to be crushed by fatigue, and tried to give the girl in his arms a sense of security.

"After all, there is a difference between what they see in me and what you see in me. And don't you know very well that if you care too much about other people's opinions, you will lose yourself?"

He thought about it and added this sentence.

"..."

Hamabe Ryoko did not answer with words, but gently kissed his neck, then gently bit it, answering with her actions.

"Once you put this seal on me, you're mine!"

She leaned close to his ear and whispered like in a dream, and her warm breath fanned against his ear frame.

The overwhelming sleepiness completely overwhelmed his nerves.

Closing his eyes, he fell asleep again.

"Go to sleep, Yuu."

She stroked his back gently, her eyes tender.

(End of this chapter)