Tokyo: My Girlfriend

"Ah, I like white."

"Oh? Rena's skirt is white, isn't it? Is Shinichi a siscon?"

Shinichi Kitagawa actually said it casually, it just slipped out, and he didn't mean to specifically say it was white because of Rena Kitagawa's outfit.

However, he didn't refute the claim about being a sister-complex: "Maybe."

He considered himself to be a guy who really cared about his sister.

Akemi Aoki smoothed her hair and lay down on the grass with him.

We looked up at the sky together.

"You don't even argue with me saying you're a siscon? Other guys rarely do that, because it would sound like you're a pervert."

Shinichi Kitagawa gave a perfunctory smile: "Rena often calls me that too, but no one else does."

Aoki Akemi's fox-like eyes scanned the other person's obviously troubled expression: "That's because you usually deliberately keep your distance from Rena, right? I can tell, and I believe anyone with younger siblings can tell, which is why no one says that about you."

Shinichi Kitagawa looked at Akemi in surprise: "Me? I deliberately kept my distance from Rena?"

"Yeah, isn't that right? The way I get along with Ono is obviously very different from the way Shinichi and Rena get along, right? If you and your sister didn't look alike, I would even think that you might not be siblings. You're more like childhood sweethearts, like a couple who haven't confessed their feelings yet at home."

Shinichi Kitagawa's pupils changed slightly.

After saying that, Aoki Akemi waved her hand with a smile: "Don't be angry, I was just joking. After all, Rena is so aloof. Even if I were you, you probably wouldn't be able to get along with her so freely. Everyone's personality is different."

The phone rang, and Kitagawa Shin quickly answered it as soon as he saw the caller ID, responding with "oh" and "uh-huh" in the phone.

Upon hearing this, Kitagawa Shinichi exclaimed happily, "Really? That's wonderful! Thank you so much!"

After hanging up the phone, Aoki Akemi asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

Shinichi Kitagawa told the other party with a smile:

"This morning I contacted one of my editor friends for you. He knows a music company manager, and I sent your song to him. He just called me back and said that if you're willing, he can give you priority for an interview."

Aoki Akemi's eyes widened seductively, completely unaware that Kitagawa Shinichi actually knew someone from the music company.

"Huh? Really?!" She turned to the side and grabbed Shinichi Kitagawa's arm, extremely excited. "Shinichi-kun, you mean you put in a good word for me?! That's amazing! Shinichi-kun even knows people at the music company!"

Kitagawa Shinichi laughed and said, "It's not really about pulling strings, it's more like doing a favor. Whether or not the interview goes well, we should at least treat my editor friend to a meal."

Akemi Aoki was so touched that she almost cried: "Shinichi-kun~ I'm very sensible, I know this kind of favor can't be repaid with just one meal, how can I possibly repay you!"

Shinichi Kitagawa turned to look at her: "If you can pass the interview smoothly, then working hard in your training from now on is already a great way of repaying her."

Akemi Aoki pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with tears.

Shinichi Kitagawa remarked, "What kind of expression is that? Is it really that exaggerated?"

Her voice choked with emotion:

"Because I know how difficult it is to get a priority interview. I've been turned down by more than a dozen companies before. I don't know how I'll ever repay this huge favor. Don't worry, I'll definitely give it my all in this interview! Which music company is it? What's its name?!"

Shinichi Kitagawa took out his phone and showed it to Akemi Kitagawa:

"This is the company. Add the company manager as a friend. He will let you know in advance when he has time. He will conduct an online one-on-one interview with you. After passing the interview, you can just go through the offline procedures."

Upon seeing the company's name, Aoki Akemi gasped in shock for the second time, covering her mouth with her fingers: "New...New Star Entertainment! Isn't that a famous music company in Tokyo?! Several of my favorite singers are with this company! This...this..." She almost screamed, "Is this real?! Am I worthy?!"

Akemi Aoki quickly took out her phone to add the contact, afraid of missing this excellent opportunity.

Seeing that the company manager had quickly added her as a friend and replied, "Ms. Aoki, I'm busy right now, I'll interview you again this afternoon," she inexplicably felt that this might be the pinnacle of her life. She covered her mouth with the back of her hand, so excited that she burst into tears.

"They really added me! This is practically a pre-arranged deal! I never thought that a girl like me with no background or connections could be pre-arranged. Is this what it feels like to be kept? So blissful."

Shinichi Kitagawa felt that this guy's analogies were getting more and more exaggerated.

"It really wasn't a pre-arranged decision. Your original song was good enough for them to give you an interview. Otherwise, even if I knew someone, you wouldn't have passed if you didn't sing well."

Akemi Aoki knew all this, but she also knew that Shinichi Kitagawa's network of connections was far more powerful than she had imagined.

It's no wonder he's a somewhat famous novelist. Come to think of it, an editorial department is directly connected to entertainment activities such as film, music, and comics, so it can indeed facilitate resource sharing under the right circumstances.

So if it weren't for her connection with Shinichi Kitagawa, even though her singing skills have improved significantly, she definitely wouldn't have had such a smooth journey.

Akemi Aoki sniffled, "I like him! I'm really starting to like Shinichi. Seriously, with a guy like him who's handsome, talented, and devoted, how could any girl not like him?! My heart is practically pounding!"

Shinichi Kitagawa understood that her exaggerated tone meant she was joking, and teased her in her own words:

"So if I were to propose to Mingmei now, wouldn't the success rate be 99%? But we still can't reach that final destination, right?"

Akemi Aoki shook her head: "No, it's already 100%. If Shinichi asked me to date him now, I would agree 100%."

Shinichi Kitagawa anticipated this: "You're just kidding."

Akemi Aoki blushed and looked at him: "This time it's not a joke."

She suddenly leaned forward and kissed Shinichi Kitagawa on the cheek; the sudden touch of their lips and cheek caught Shinichi Kitagawa completely off guard.

A fleeting fragrance brushed past his nose, and he stared at her blankly.

After Aoki Akemi withdrew her hand, she smiled, seemingly knowing what Kitagawa Shinichi was about to say. She proactively used her slender finger to cover his mouth and spoke first:

"Well, I know Shinichi-kun would never date me, right? Even if I throw myself at you like this, it won't work because there's another girl living in your heart. It's so enviable. How come that girl gets such treatment?"

Shinichi Kitagawa gave an awkward laugh and wiped his face: "Don't do this kind of thing again next time, it's very embarrassing."

Aoki Akemi looked at him with a hint of grievance: "I've already said that, are you going to reject me again? What a loser!" She lay flat on the grass, relieved.

"Luckily, I haven't completely fallen for Shinichi yet, otherwise I'd be heartbroken. I need to quickly channel these feelings into my work, so Shinichi won't drift away from me, right?"

Shinichi Kitagawa glanced at her frank expression and looked up at the sky again: "If only Rena were as straightforward as Akemi, everything would be so much simpler."

Akemi Aoki glanced at his handsome profile out of the corner of her eye, and a blush rose on her cheeks again.

Although they say that, it's really hard not to be tempted.

"Rena? So Shinichi is worried about Rena right now? I noticed you didn't look too good today. If it's about Rena, maybe I can help. Girls definitely understand girls better than boys."

Shinichi Kitagawa pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Hmm? That's true... How come I never thought of asking you? Well, actually, it wouldn't hurt to tell Akemi that Rena and I aren't actually siblings."

Aoki Akemi's smile froze, and she suddenly stared at the other person with an incredulous look: "Huh? What?!"

As the two were talking, no one knew that on the road some distance away, a beautiful woman wearing high heels, a light blue shirt, and a knee-length skirt was staring blankly at the couple lying on the lawn.

She gripped her handbag tighter and tighter, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes widening: "Is that boy lying there... Shin-il...?"