"I'm in Tokyo, and this is some kind of movie star comeback system?!"

Chapter 111 Tea Yan Yue Se

Once we got past the smoking hurdle, the rest of the filming went very smoothly.

The progress that was delayed earlier has been made up for somewhat.

Even so, as the protagonist, Yoichi Miura definitely has more screen time than Yu Sakamoto.

In comparison, the progress that Sakamoto Yu has made is somewhat insignificant.

However, this is not something he needs to worry about.

He only needs to follow the established procedures when filming.

Over the next few days, Sakamoto Yu continued to work on two different film sets simultaneously.

Watanabe has already enrolled him in an equestrian class, and the membership fee, monthly fee, and coaching fee cost him a total of 30 yen.

Nowadays, besides exercising every day, he also needs to squeeze out time to bond with his horses and take them for a walk.

Sakamoto Yu was extremely busy.

Even under such circumstances, he still did not forget to cultivate relationships with Miho Nakayama and Yasuko Sawaguchi.

Miho Nakayama and Yasuko Sawaguchi stayed in the crew's lounge, while Yasuko Sawaguchi went to various hotels in Tokyo.

Occasionally, when he has some free time, he can call Shizuka Kudo, and he enjoys his life.

Even when he wasn't working, he still made sure to observe Akina Nakamori's emotional changes.

The task is there, but the progress is still stuck at 15% and won't budge.

On the day Akina Nakamori arrived at the film set, Yu Sakamoto noticed that something was wrong with her; she was completely uninspired during filming, just like the day before.

"Cut!" The director yelled, and everyone relaxed. Because the female lead couldn't get into character, this scene took a full three hours to film, from noon until evening.

Many staff members had already worked for more than four hours, and everyone's face showed obvious signs of fatigue.

Akina Nakamori could only keep bowing and apologizing.

When I walked back to the lounge, my eyes were red and I was on the verge of a breakdown.

With a top-tier female idol overshadowing them, no one on set dared to say anything, but the atmosphere had already reached freezing point.

After filming ended, Hitomi Ono rushed towards Sakamoto-ya, holding a schedule in her hand and urging him on.

He also has to go to the set of "Mom is an Idol" for filming, and he's in a rush to leave immediately.

Just as the two were about to leave, they bumped into Akina Nakamori, who had a melancholy look on her face.

Seeing the hurried look on Sakamoto Yu's face, Nakamori Akina's expression froze.

She had clearly come to see him. Ono Hitomi's expression tightened, and she quickly urged him in a low voice, "If we don't leave now, we'll be late!"

It's a bit of a pity for Sakamoto Yu, because Nakamori Akina is currently in a good emotional state, and if she could take advantage of it, it would definitely be an excellent opportunity.

But he simply can't find the time right now.

Just when Sakamoto Yu thought he was going to miss it, he discovered that Nakamori Akina had already removed her makeup and changed into her own clothes.

He asked instinctively, "Was there no more filming?"

Akina Nakamori pursed her lips and nodded. "The manager interrupted the filming. We'll continue tomorrow."

After saying that, she forced a smile and said, "You guys go ahead with your work, I'm leaving."

A thought suddenly popped into Sakamoto Yu's mind.

He pressed on, "Would you like to talk some more?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Akina Nakamori froze on the spot. "Weren't you going to film? When will you have time? Forget it."

She waved her hand to indicate that she was fine and there was no need to worry.

Hitomi Ono looked at Yu Sakamoto with a puzzled expression, and patted him on the shoulder anxiously, "Sakamoto-san, we really don't have time."

Sakamoto Yu gave Ono Hitomi a reassuring look, then looked at Nakamori Akina earnestly: "Are you coming or not?"

Under Sakamoto Yu's firm tone, Nakamori Akina was clearly tempted. She quickly glanced around; her manager wasn't there, so the timing was perfect.

She swallowed hard, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

"Is it really possible?"

Sakamoto Yu smiled easily, "Trust me, I've already thought of a way."

Akina Nakamori looked around; the staff were all busy with their own things, and no one was paying attention.

Her face tightened, and without further hesitation, she nodded slightly.

Hitomi Ono was dumbfounded. Sakamoto Yu usually focused on work, so why was he acting so strangely today?

After Nakamori Akina agreed, the three of them said no more and quickly walked towards the entrance of the film set.

Hitomi Ono kept checking her schedule and calculating the time as she walked. She turned to Yu Sakamoto and said, "We can squeeze out five minutes at most."

Sakamoto Yu replied calmly, "Not even five minutes, not a single minute will be wasted."

The three arrived at the entrance of the film set, where the car was already parked and waiting.

Sakamoto Yu went straight to the driver's seat and exchanged a few words with the driver.

Nakamori and Ono Hitomi watched as the driver got out of the car and Sakamoto Yu got in.

They all looked enlightened, realizing that this was his intention.

Sakamoto Yu took out 50,000 yen in bills and handed them to Ono Hitomi, saying, "You and the driver take a taxi to the film set."

Then, he raised an eyebrow at Akina Nakamori and said, "Get in the car."

Akina Nakamori opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

With a "click," she fastened her seatbelt and glanced gently at Sakamoto Yu's profile.

I didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

I started the engine, shifted gears, and the car started smoothly, driving steadily out of the corner.

Once on the road, Sakamoto Yu reached under the steering wheel and opened the storage drawer, where the driver usually kept his cigarettes.

After rummaging around for a while, he found a box of cigarettes that had just been opened.

Sakamoto Yu looked straight ahead and handed a cigarette to Nakamori Akina.

It was a pack of "Feng" brand cigarettes, 20 cigarettes per pack, retailing for around 200 yen. It was aimed at manual laborers and heavy smokers with tight budgets, similar to Daqianmen cigarettes in China.

"This is all we have. Do you like it?"

A cool touch came from her fingertips, and Akina Nakamori quietly took it.

The two fell silent for a moment, and the space became shrouded in a subtle stillness.

At this moment, the car began to merge, and Sakamoto Yu turned on his turn signal in advance.

A rhythmic "tick-tock" sound echoed in the quiet space.

Akina Nakamori gradually relaxed her body, lowered her head, and remained silent.

He held the cigarette pack in his hand, but didn't move.

"Some things feel better if you say them out loud," Sakamoto Yu said softly, breaking the silence.

Akina Nakamori still refused to speak. She had never revealed her love life to anyone else, let alone to a man.

Akina Nakamori turned her head to the side, looking at the receding street scene, and pressed her fingers against the plastic seal of the cigarette pack.

Seeing that Nakamori Akina remained silent, Sakamoto Yu said to himself, "Don't overthink it. He's probably just been too busy with work lately. Guys sometimes don't have time to reply to messages or consider your feelings, it's quite normal."

Akina Nakamori lowered her eyes and furrowed her brows slightly, as if she was suppressing some kind of emotion.

Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, her voice tinged with resentment, "Aren't you busy?"

Akina Nakamori turned her head, her gaze falling on Yu Sakamoto. "Even though you have your own things to do, you always manage to think of me—"

He always has an excuse.

She spoke up for the first time, and her words contained a comparison.

A triumphant glint flashed in Sakamoto Yu's eyes; he had successfully torn a small hole in Nakamori Akina's heart.

His expression remained gentle, and he softened his tone: "Perhaps he's just slow-witted and doesn't know how to comfort people; he didn't mean to ignore you."

"But you weren't born with this skill."

Akina Nakamori bit her lip, looking dejected, and murmured to herself, "Does he still have feelings for me?"

Nakamori's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and his tone was low: "Today, I received another anonymous letter from Kondo-san's fans."

They pretended to be my fans and put the letter under the gift. I opened it without thinking much of it.

"They wrote in red ink that I should die." She swallowed, her eyes gradually reddening.

Sakamoto Yu then realized why she was in such a bad state today.

The traffic light at the intersection ahead turned red. Sakamoto Yu released the accelerator, letting the car coast along with its momentum until it came to a steady stop.

Just then, a slight noise came from beside me.

Sakamoto Yu turned his head and saw Nakamori Akina open her cigarette case, skillfully pull out a cigarette and put it in her mouth.

She instinctively tried to light a fire but found she had no tools; she groped around but couldn't find a lighter.

A strange sense of irritation welled up inside her as she failed to get what she wanted.

Just then, a "click" sound rang out, and flames illuminated the dimly lit carriage.

In the enclosed space, the flickering flames added a touch of alluring warmth.

Sakamoto deliberately hid the lighter. The van's interior was spacious, and even though the passenger seat was right next to him, Nakamori Akina had to lean closer to him to light a cigarette, making it a rare opportunity for interaction.

Akina Nakamori realized something and hesitated for a moment.

She stared at Sakamoto Yu's profile, trying to discern whether he felt guilty or expectant.

Unfortunately, Sakamoto Yu controlled his expression very well, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

She hesitated for half a second, then did not lean over.

Just a second before she was about to give up, the flame suddenly went out.

The lights in the carriage suddenly dimmed.

The sudden turn of events made her face stiffen.

At that moment, the red light at the intersection turned green, indicating that it was time to proceed.