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

Chapter 540 Their Gap

The reception area at the Outdoor Palette restaurant.

"Please don't scare them later."

Risa Anhara, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for them to arrive, turned around and gave her mother a very serious reminder.

Dad had something to do today, so only Mom came.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that my mother is relatively more emotional and reasonable, and not as domineering. The bad thing is that although my mother is not as domineering, she is more steadfast in her principles than my father.

In other words, my mother is a typical person who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside.

Do I have such a perverse sense of humor?

Shizuka Yasuhara rolled her eyes at her daughter, clearly annoyed.

She's making it sound like she's an unreasonable person.

"Yes." Risa Anhara nodded quite honestly and began to recount the things her mother had done, "When my aunt came to our house before, her son, who had just started first grade, was made to cry by you."

"You lied to him that there were bugs under his bowl, and he actually believed you. Then he raised the bowl to look, and because he didn't hold it properly, the bowl broke."

“Going back further, you even scared your uncle’s daughter, saying that if she didn’t study hard, you would take her back to your hometown to farm.”

"besides……"

"That's enough, stop!" Shizuka glared at her daughter, then coughed heavily and started looking for a way out, "That was just teasing the younger generation."

If this girl keeps talking, the young lady at the front desk who's been eavesdropping might really lose her temper.

At this moment, she could no longer hold back; her shoulders were trembling.

"So you're not teasing them, right?"

Risa Yasuhara pretended to be scared and shrank back, then 'bravely' asked the question.

She knows exactly how to get along with her mother.

If she knows when to back down, then the other party won't be able to do anything about it.

"Ah."

Shizuka lowered her eyes and gave a soft, indifferent reply.

She's not the kind of person who doesn't know her place.

In interpersonal relationships, she is always clear about the closeness or distance between people. She will keep her distance from strangers or the children of people she is not so close to, and will not do things like hugging or teasing them.

She only teases the children of close relatives, depending on the situation.

However, on the other hand, teasing those teenagers is indeed very interesting. There is no interaction of interests or multi-party games, only the purest emotional 'collision'.

"thanks Mom."

Upon hearing this, Risa Yasuhara breathed a sigh of relief and then sweetly thanked her.

"Humph."

Hearing her daughter's affectionate and coquettish voice, Shizukako Yasuhara gave a nonchalant hum.

This is just treating him like a younger brother. If it were a real relationship of age difference, he would probably protect him to a whole new level.

At that point, they won't be turning their elbows outwards; they'll be directly helping outsiders turn their elbows.

"Mom, please don't hold it against me."

Risa Yasuhara took her mother's hand and began to fawn over her.

“…Sigh, go away, go away, how old are you, still acting like a child.” Shizuka Yasuhara shook off her daughter’s hand, both amused and exasperated, but she was still defeated by the daughter’s tantrum. After a helpless sigh, she still said, “Mom is not arguing with you.”

Perhaps this is what is meant by something ingrained in one's bones; a mother is destined to be unable to be ruthless towards the flesh that fell from her own body.

"That's good."

Risa Yasuhara patted her chest childishly, looking relieved.

For her, this result was the best possible outcome.

"You."

Shizukako Yasuhara pointed at her and shook her head helplessly.

"I...they're here!"

Risa Yasuhara, who had originally intended to continue chatting with her mother for a while, suddenly stood up and her gaze fell on the luxury car outside the glass door.

If she wasn't mistaken, that was a business van from Yuna Company.

"Ah."

Shizukako Yasuhara nodded and stood up as well.

Theoretically, she didn't need to go to greet them, but since her daughter had already stood up, it was only polite and reasonable for her to go along.
—Even if Watanabe Yu and the others came to persuade her.

*
At the same time, in the living room of the Watanabe residence.

Do you think they've arrived yet?

Ryoko Hamabe, sitting on the sofa, picked up the remote and turned the TV volume down.

Unlike You and the others who went out to eat, they had already eaten.

She had an extra bowl of rice for dinner, so now her stomach is a little bloated and she feels a bit dizzy and lightheaded.

"They should have arrived."

Hayakawa Yuki, without even looking up from her phone, gave her answer.

She ate dinner at You's place tonight.

Now her mother no longer interferes with her coming to You's place, but considering that her mother might be lonely, she doesn't come over for meals very often.

“Speaking of which…” Ryoko Hamabe put down the remote control, turned around, and looked at her meaningfully, “Have you been acting a little strange today?”

Her eyes reflected the latter's image.

The warm light from the overhead lamp fell on Hayakawa Yuki, draping her in a light yellow veil. At that moment, she looked less mischievous and more serene and gentle.

At once……

She has a similar vibe to Aunt Shangzi.

Peaceful and gentle, yet firm.

"Huh? What's strange about it?"

Yuki Hayakawa raised her head and met Ryoko Hamabe's gaze with a blank expression.

She genuinely didn't understand why Ryoko would suddenly say that to her.

—The key point is that she herself didn't realize that anything was wrong with her.

"Normally, you would say something like, 'I'm so envious,' or something like that."

Ryoko Hamabe raised her smooth chin and, imitating a famous detective in a TV drama, deliberately lowered her voice to reveal the details she had observed.

But even though that's what she said, she was actually just guessing.

There's a saying that goes something like this: even people you spend every day with have a side you don't know about.

Humans are inherently complex.

"Is that right?"

Hayakawa Yuki looked suspicious; she was somewhat incredulous.

Why doesn't she remember herself looking like this?
She might say she wanted to go too, but as for the rest of the extra stuff, she'd just keep it to herself.

She would never actually say it out loud.

"hold head high."

Ryoko Hamabe nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

They've spent so much time together, she's confident in that much.

Especially after Yuki showed that expression, her previous guess became a certainty, because if she hadn't said that, Yuki wouldn't have asked that question. She would have corrected herself with even more confidence.

"Perhaps I'm paying attention to something else?"

Yuki Hayakawa thought for a moment and then gave her an answer.

"whats the matter?"

Ryoko Hamabe looked at her with some curiosity.

"Here."

Hayakawa Yuki handed over her phone; the screen displayed comments on the song she sang.

The number of comments has now surged to 50,000, and each refresh adds about ten new comments.

She's been looking at this the whole time.

Of course, part of the reason is that there are so many stories in the comments section that she, who enjoys reading stories, is reading them with great interest.

As for whether the comments were made up or not, she wasn't interested. Or rather, even if they were made up, so what?

She was just killing time.

"Oh."

Ryoko Hamabe took the phone, glanced at it a few times, and then nodded in sudden realization.

If that's the case, then it makes sense.

"But why are there so many comments?"

She was a little surprised.

It's not that I look down on Yuki, but I'm just making a judgment based on past experience.

Although people often say that when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs benefit from it, the problem is that the songs Yuki sang for Yu in the past, even with Yu's help in promotion, never really gained much popularity.

She remembered clearly that the song with the most comments from Yuki only had about two thousand comments. The current dense collection of more than fifty thousand comments felt quite unfamiliar.

She felt that if Yu had just helped with traffic generation, it wouldn't have been as effective.

The idol effect in this era is far less significant than in the last century, when national-level stars truly commanded a huge following.

The local landlords and councilors would also take good care of his parents, providing them with convenience and preferential treatment.

This can also be considered a manifestation of 'benevolence and righteousness'.

Similarly, in return, these celebrities will help promote their hometowns and campaign for these politicians in their local elections.

"Because You helped me drive traffic, and now I'm ranked 4th on the list."

Hayakawa Yuki blinked, a slight smile playing on her lips, and a hint of pride appearing between her brows.

However, she really didn't expect that Yu's help in attracting traffic would be so effective.

She's so good at it that she can flood her own comment section with short stories.

"If I remember correctly, this trending songs chart is calculated based on the total number of plays within a week?"

Seeing her like this, Ryoko Hamabe decided to play the straight man for a while.

Anyway, she had seen Ayana do this quite a few times, and through repeated exposure, she had learned it to some extent as well.

As for whether she felt embarrassed, she could only say that she had already mastered most of her skill in lying through her teeth.

These are minor issues, not problems at all.

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded.

That's why she's a little proud.

It's worth noting that Yuki was far less famous than Jay before, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she only had a little bit of fame. But this song made her famous overnight.

It's like a complete turnaround for the underdog!
Her follower count has also increased significantly. Since the song topped the charts, her follower count has risen from just over 10,000 to 60,000, and it continues to rise steadily.

Even her other songs benefited from the boost in sales.

Most importantly, the hot song chart has been revised. Previously, it was based on six months of play counts, so most of the songs on the chart were hit singles by famous singers.

Newcomers with little following generally don't participate in the charts, even if their songs are great.

Because your scale is vastly different from others, and the difference in fan base is huge, even if your fans listen to your songs on repeat every day, it won't make a difference.

That's why so many people said Yu was a super pervert and that his experience couldn't be replicated.

Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships are all indispensable.

"Isn't that amazing?"

Ryoko Hamabe stared in astonishment.

Her aunt had specifically taught her acting skills in this area, how to make subtle facial expressions, and how to do it in a way that wouldn't be noticed.

She was confident that Yuki wouldn't notice.

Of course, Yuki probably wouldn't be able to tell, since her exclamation, aside from being partly acted, was genuinely heartfelt.

"What makes it so impressive? Without Yu, this achievement would not have been possible."

Hayakawa Yuki was quite clear-headed; these weren't just words to save face, but rather her heartfelt thoughts.

To put it bluntly, the songwriters were You, and she was just an authorized cover singer. No matter how well she sang, it was You who gave her the opportunity. And most importantly, she took away You's popularity.

A little bit of pride in front of your own people is fine, but as for going further into arrogance, let's just forget about it.

Everyone knows what happened, so why embarrass yourself?

"So, has anyone approached you about collaborating?"

Seeing Yuki's expression, Ryoko Hamabe chuckled inwardly and remarked, "Yuki has changed too." Then she picked up the fruit knife on the table, took an orange from the fruit basket, and began peeling it.

Although she kept saying she wanted to be frugal, these premium fruits were indeed better and sweeter than ordinary fruits.

No wonder it's so expensive.

It can only be said that there is a reason why it is expensive.

“There are several.” Hayakawa Yuki looked exhausted as she spoke, “but I only kept one.”

God knows what those people are thinking. After being rejected, they go on and on about all sorts of things until you refuse them repeatedly before they finally give up.

—Yeah, right. They still left their contact information and told me that if I was interested, I could sign later.

She's so shameless, there's really nothing I can do.

If you put yourself in her shoes, you can understand. In this line of work, if you don't have a thick skin, you'll starve long ago. If you stop selling to people after they say a few words to you or reject you twice, you'd really be a fool.

There are quite a few deals that require persistent pleading and gentle persuasion to close.

However, her understanding does not mean she accepts it!

This was especially true when she was feeling very annoyed.

"Which one?"

Ryoko Hamabe looked at her curiously.

“Yasuhara Corporation.” Hayakawa Yuki paused. “If Yu wants to help Risa persuade her parents, aside from what she says and the conditions they offer, she has to show some results in other areas.”

Yasuhara Corporation didn't offer the highest price, but she still only kept this company.

She will help him, just as he has always helped her without expecting anything in return.

"I see." Ryoko Hamabe paused slightly as she peeled the fruit, then smiled and continued peeling. "You should tell him these things to his face."

Only in this way can the desired outcome be achieved.

It's not just about the initial work, but also about the relationship with him.

(End of this chapter)