My daily life with the original diva

As one of the easiest girlfriends to appease, Nakamori Akina believed Kimura Hiro's explanation, and her mood improved. She happily leaned on Kimura Hiro's shoulder and said, "Then don't let them disturb my and Hiro-kun's first trip, okay? By the way, Hiro-kun, have you ever been to Hawaii?"

"No, Akina, you've been there before, right? I'll have to rely on you to be my tour guide then." Kimura Hiro knew that Nakamori Akina had been to Hawaii. It was at the end of 82 when Nakamori Akina debuted as a newcomer and achieved outstanding results, so Ken-on specially rewarded her with a trip to Hawaii. Because Nakamori Akina especially liked Hawaii, she went there with her family that time.

Speaking of this, Akina Nakamori perked up. Although she had only been there once, she adopted the air of a tour guide and said, "Yes, no problem. After all, I'm an acquaintance of Hawaii. I'll make sure Hiro-kun has a smooth tour of the whole of Hawaii. Now, let me tell you about the attractions in Hawaii."

The plane took off at night and would fly for several hours. Nakamori Akina began to tell Kimura Hiroshi all about Hawaii. She was a bit of a chatterbox, and since she hadn't seen Kimura Hiroshi for a while because of the paparazzi, she naturally had a lot to say.

They talked for two or three hours straight, and even ate an airline meal in first class. It seemed that the food made her sleepy, and as they were talking, Akina Nakamori actually fell asleep, leaning on his shoulder.

After working for so long, and then hearing yesterday that she could go on vacation to Hawaii, she was probably too excited to sleep last night. She was sleepy now, but it wasn't a good idea to sleep leaning against him. Kimura Hiroshi lowered the back of her chair and let her lie down, then covered her with a blanket.

That's the good thing about first class: the seats are spacious enough to adjust for sleeping, and there are very few people, so you're less likely to be disturbed while sleeping, allowing you to sleep comfortably.

The flight took off from Tokyo at night, but arrived in Hawaii at noon. By the time the plane was descending, it was too late to sleep. Akina Nakamori was woken up by the flight attendant. Still half asleep, Akina Nakamori was excited to learn that they had arrived in Hawaii.

Even after getting off the plane, you can still feel the summer heat inside the airport. It truly lives up to its reputation as a Pacific resort paradise, where it feels like summer all year round.

It was winter in the Northern Hemisphere, so Hawaii was packed with vacationers. The airport was bustling with people. As we walked towards the exit, we saw several blond, blue-eyed people holding signs and waiting for us. Without a doubt, they were Warner Pioneer's staff in America.

“Mr. Tomioka, we just arrived in Hawaii today. I don’t want to start talking business right after getting off the plane. Tell them that if there’s anything, we can talk about it tomorrow. Let us experience the Hawaiian atmosphere today. You should know which hotel I’m staying at. You can come find me tomorrow.” Kimura Hiroshi said to Tomioka Yukio, who was following not far behind him.

Nodding slightly, Yukio Tomioka led the Warner people toward the group, while Hiroshi Kimura took Akina Nakamori into a taxi and headed toward the reserved five-star hotel.

Even in winter, Hawaii is bathed in sunshine, with blue skies and white clouds. Opening the car window, you can feel the warm sea breeze. Tropical scenery lined both sides of the road. Kimura Hiro looked at the scenery outside with some curiosity. Inside the car, Nakamori Akina asked with a smile, "Hiro-kun, what do you think? Isn't the scenery in Hawaii beautiful?"

"It's alright, but more importantly, here we can move around freely without having to cover ourselves up. Akina, why don't you grab your boyfriend's arm?"

“Yes, this isn’t Japan, so we can go out and have fun openly now.” Thinking of this, Nakamori Akina was overjoyed, hugging Kimura Hiroshi’s arm tightly and rubbing against his shoulder like a playful kitten.

Soon, the taxi arrived at the hotel. It was a five-star hotel with a sea view from the upper floors. As soon as they got out of the car, a doorman came to help them with their luggage. After entering the hotel, Kimura Hiroshi went to the front desk and said naturally in English, "Excuse me, please open two business suites for us."

But soon he felt a pain in his arm. It turned out that Nakamori Akina, who had her arm around his shoulder, was pinching him hard. He looked down and asked, "What's wrong, Akina? Why are you pinching me?"

Nakamori Akina rolled her eyes at Kimura Hiroshi, blushed slightly, and said in a very soft voice, "One room!"

Because of her frequent travels between America and Japan, Akina Nakamori's English, though not perfect, was understandable. When she learned that Hiroshi Kimura and she were traveling together and wanted to book two rooms, she was furious and immediately pinched him. They were a couple, and they had slept together for ages; how could she allow two rooms?

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss, one room is enough." Kimura Hiroshi quickly said. The receptionist, who was also Asian, found their interaction somewhat amusing and quickly booked a business suite for them.

After taking the elevator to the seventeenth floor, we gave the doorman a ten-dollar tip to thank him for helping us carry our luggage up. The two of us entered the business suite, which was very large and had a living room, a separate bathroom, and inside there was another room and a bathroom.

Pulling back the curtains, I saw the vast ocean in the distance, and if I looked closely, I could even see the beach in the distance with many small black dots moving around on it. Without a doubt, those were people playing on the sand. As expected of a five-star hotel, the scenery was indeed beautiful.

Suddenly, he felt an arm around his waist. Kimura Hiro turned around and saw that it was Nakamori Akina. She had put down her luggage, put her arm around his waist, and asked, "Does it look good, Hiro-kun?"

"Hmm, it looks beautiful. Tomorrow, after we finish our business, let's go play on that beach. I've never really played on the beach properly before," Kimura Hiroshi said, looking at the distant beach.

“Great! I love the beach! What are we going to do today? It’s only noon.” Nakamori Akina asked happily.

With his arm around Nakamori Akina, Kimura Hiroshi said with a mischievous grin, "Let's go out for something to eat this afternoon, and buy some things we need for the trip. Then I'll take you out for a Hawaiian feast tonight."

Listening to Kimura Hiroshi's arrangements, Nakamori Akina nodded repeatedly, quite satisfied with his plans. However, she asked with some curiosity, "Hey, why don't we go down to eat now? We haven't had lunch yet."

"Now, I'm going to eat you first." With that, he picked Nakamori Akina up in his arms amidst her scream and carried her towards the room.

He must have been rested and energized yesterday, so he's got plenty of energy now. He's been missing his girlfriend terribly since they last met.

Chapter 267 Almost Recognized

When the two reappeared in the hotel lobby, it was already 2 PM. However, their condition had changed since they entered the hotel. Nakamori Akina had a rosy complexion and a happy smile on her face, seemingly very satisfied, while Kimura Hiroshi's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be in a daze, as if he had exhausted his energy.

Since they were in Hawaii, the two simply wore sunglasses for a little disguise and dressed in loose-fitting clothes before heading out. Akina Nakamori, arm in arm with Hiroshi Kimura, walked towards the hotel restaurant. Five-star hotels usually have upscale restaurants, and they planned to fill their rather empty stomachs there.

After arriving at the hotel room, Nakamori Akina and Kimura Hiroshi spent two hours fussing around. Nakamori Akina was already very hungry and pulled Kimura Hiroshi, wanting to go eat quickly. "Hurry up, hurry up, Hiroshi-kun, the restaurant closes at three o'clock. If we walk slowly like this, we won't be able to eat."

But at this moment, Kimura Hiroshi just wanted to walk slowly and recover from his exhaustion. He said, "Slow down, Akina. There's still an hour left. There's no rush. We have plenty of time."

Seeing Kimura Hiroshi's swaying and staggering state, Nakamori Akina couldn't help but chuckle. "Hmph, who was it that wanted to show off just now, saying they had to use all three? Hiroshi-kun always loves to show off, now he's suffering for it, isn't he?"

Kimura Hiroshi didn't like hearing that. How could a man be told he couldn't do something? He immediately straightened his back, quickened his pace, and walked towards the restaurant, saying as he went, "You're always showing off. I'll let Akina know how powerful I am tonight. I can still do it. Now let's go eat."

Too lazy to call him out, Nakamori Akina just chuckled to herself.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, I found it quite crowded, mostly with white people and a few Asians. I could clearly hear Japanese being spoken. It's understandable, given the large Japanese population in Hawaii. It seems that ever since that admiral led hundreds of warships to bomb this place, the Japanese have been obsessed with it, resulting in a large number of immigrants. Kimura Hiroshi had seen many female idols there, and Hayami Yu, a classmate of Nakamori Akina, was scouted in Hawaii.

Steak, salmon, and fruit salad were all served. The two of them sat down and ate happily. After all, they had only eaten one airline meal during the long flight, and after two whole hours of eating, they were both very hungry, so they were definitely going to have a feast.

"Excuse me, are you Kimura Hiroshi?" Just as the two were enjoying their meal, a young man who looked to be Japanese approached them curiously and asked in Japanese.

The two people eating were both taken aback, not expecting to run into someone they knew here. Kimura Hiroshi reacted quickly, slightly raising his head. At that moment, he was glad that Nakamori Akina had asked them to disguise themselves a little when they came out. He didn't even take off his sunglasses while eating, and asked softly in English, "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

His pronunciation was very standard, a genuine American accent. Not many Japanese people speak English with perfect pronunciation. The young man was surprised that the other person was speaking English and felt a little embarrassed. He quickly apologized in somewhat broken English, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I thought you were a celebrity in Japan."

"Oh, it's alright. I'm of Chinese descent, not Japanese. We're having a meal, please don't disturb us too much," Kimura Hiroshi said casually. It wouldn't be wrong to say he was of Chinese descent, would it?

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I won't bother you any longer." The young man bowed as he left.

Only after he had walked away did Akina Nakamori across from him chuckle and say in a playful tone, "Kimura-san is really something. He fooled everyone like that, even claiming to be of Chinese descent."

“I am of Chinese descent, look how fluent my Mandarin is,” Kimura Hiroshi said in perfect Chinese.

Akina Nakamori was completely bewildered, because she could understand English but not Chinese at all. She said, "What do you mean? Hiro-kun, you don't need to say things I don't understand."

"Haha, you don't understand, do you? This is Chinese. I have no problem being a Chinese American. I'll teach you when we have the chance, so that when you go out and people recognize you, you can say, 'I'm a Chinese American wife.'" Kimura Hiroshi said happily.

Learning Chinese immediately brightened Nakamori Akina's eyes. After all, she had a good friend, Teresa Teng, who could also speak Chinese. Now that her boyfriend could speak Chinese so well, she could pretend to be one when they went out. It couldn't be better. She quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely learn well from Hongjun. In the future, I will also be of Chinese descent, a Chinese wife."

While continuing to eat, Hiroshi Kimura said with some distress, "I didn't expect to be recognized in Hawaii. It's really frustrating."

"Hehe, it's because Hong-kun has such a great figure and is so handsome that people recognize him. I can't take off these sunglasses." Nakamori Akina said with a grin.

Actually, it's because there are too many Japanese people here that people get recognized. But even if you are seen here, you can say that you are not them, and they have no way of knowing whether you are real or not.

"Isn't it Akina's good fortune to have someone as handsome as me? Okay, hurry up and eat. After we finish eating, let's go out for a walk. We can't just stay in the hotel all the time since we've come to Hawaii." Kimura Hiroshi had already finished eating and urged Nakamori Akina to eat faster.

It would have been better if we hadn't brought this up, because when we did, Nakamori Akina got all sullen and said, "Who was it that started making a ruckus in the room as soon as they arrived, and now they're saying all this, hmph."

Uh, it's my fault. Kimura Hiroshi blushed slightly. As an older man, how could his self-control have become so poor? This is not good. I need to control myself.

After finishing their meal, the two of them walked out of the hotel hand in hand, knowing that tourists stayed in hotels and that there were all sorts of small shops nearby.

The first time, the two strolled around the streets like any ordinary couple, not caring whether anyone recognized them. They went in and out of various shops, looking at some Hawaiian trinkets, and then buying things to prepare for their beach trip the next day, such as straw hats, sunscreen, and swimming rings.

Another thing is to buy a travel guide for Hawaii Island to see where to go and what fun activities are available. Since there's plenty of time for two people, we must make the most of it.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at a camera shop. It was only then that Kimura Hiroshi realized that he hadn't brought his camera. Going on a trip without a camera was really silly of him.

He quickly pulled Akina Nakamori into the store, carefully selected a high-performance camera, and then said to Akina, "If we go to the beach tomorrow, Akina, do you want to wear a bikini?"

Upon hearing Kimura Hiroshi's question, Nakamori Akina quickly clutched her chest and asked, "What are you doing? Hiroshi-kun, are you up to something again?"

"How could that be? I just want to go to the beach tomorrow and take lots of beautiful photos of you, Akina. If you wear a bikini, hehe, I'll take pictures of them all so I can enjoy them in the future." It's the best time of your youth, so naturally you should leave behind beautiful memories, otherwise you won't be able to see them in the future.

"I'll enjoy it later," Nakamori Akina thought to herself, secretly pleased. But she said, "I knew Hiro-kun was thinking something naughty. If you want to see bikinis, go look at your swimsuit magazines. I don't want to."

After saying that, he immediately ran off, and Kimura Hiroshi quickly chased after him. The two of them had finally managed to stroll around so easily, and they weren't going to go back after just a short while; they had to enjoy the shopping experience.

After shopping for two or three hours, Kimura Hiroshi was too tired to walk anymore. The two of them finally found a drink shop near the beach and sat down under a parasol. They enjoyed the sea breeze, drank cold drinks, and watched people playing on the beach. It was a very pleasant experience.

"It feels so good to be free like this. I don't have to worry about being recognized. I can stroll around with my loved one, buy whatever I like, and have a drink. It's so comfortable." Sitting in her seat, Akina Nakamori couldn't help but stretch. She really loved this feeling.

Seeing Akina Nakamori's relaxed expression, Hiroshi Kimura knew what she was thinking. Hawaii was the healing sanctuary she had personally chosen in her past life, which showed how much she cherished it.

“Since Akina likes it, how about we come here for vacation once a year from now on, just the two of us?” Kimura Hiroshi said.

"Really? Hiro-kun, you're so kind." Turning to the side, Nakamori Akina gave Kimura Hiro, who was sitting next to her, a big kiss. Her Hiro-kun was just too kind; she couldn't help but want to kiss him.

Chapter 268 Authorization of English Single

Early in the morning, Hiroto Kimura was woken up by the hotel phone on his bedside table before he was fully awake. He struggled to answer it in bed, as he had exercised a lot the day before and just wanted to sleep. In the end, Akina Nakamori got up and answered the phone.

After receiving the message, Akina Nakamori first gently nudged Hiroshi Kimura, but found it was no use. Hiroshi twisted his body and continued sleeping. Akina Nakamori could only push him hard and then said loudly, "Get up quickly, lazy Hiroshi! Mr. Tomioka is waiting for you downstairs with his people. The people from America have already come to discuss the single with you. You can't sleep in anymore."

Exhausted, Kimura Hiroshi pulled Nakamori Akina into a hug and made her lie down as well, amidst her startled cry. He mumbled sleepily, "Sleep a little longer, Akina, I'm so sleepy."

She was still sleeping when he was already downstairs. No way! Anyone who didn't know better would think she did something last night to keep her boyfriend from getting up. So she pinched Kimura Hiroshi's nose to stop him from breathing and said sweetly in his ear, "Get up quickly! You can't be so lazy. Hurry up, hurry up, let's finish talking and then we'll go to the beach. I'll wear a bikini."

Upon hearing this, Kimura Hiroshi was no longer sleepy. He sat up in bed, stretched, and said, "I'll go now. It'll be over soon. Wait for me, Akina."

After saying that, she jumped out of bed to wash up. Watching Kimura Hiro run so fast, Nakamori Akina laughed and scolded him as he walked away, "As expected of Hiro-kun, you get all excited when you hear about this kind of thing. I'll have to keep a close eye on you from now on."

After washing up, I dressed a little more formally, took a couple of bites of the bread I bought in the room yesterday, kissed Akina Nakamori, and left the room with my things amidst her laughing and scolding how dirty I was.

Upon descending the stairs, they saw Yukio Tomioka standing with several Japanese staff members and a few American staff members. Seeing Hiroshi Kimura come down, Tomioka breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled him over, saying, "Kimura-san, come here quickly. Let me introduce you to some of the staff from Warner America: Eric, one of the main heads of Warner Music's production department, and this..."

After some introductions, they were officially acquainted. However, to be honest, these Americans were rather indifferent to him, and their attitude seemed rather arrogant. Kimura Hiroshi didn't seem to mind, since they were Americans. These days, they probably only ever looked up at everyone except for the complete American bear.

It's obviously impossible to discuss business in the hotel lobby; you have to go to the hotel's conference room. That's the advantage of five-star hotels—they offer comprehensive services, including conference rooms that can be rented out to people who need to work while on vacation.

Inside the meeting room, Eric and his group were relatively polite to Kimura Hiroshi. After all, he was Warner's most popular singer in the Japanese market, earning Warner a lot of money. If their attitude was too bad, and Kimura Hiroshi felt slighted by Warner and switched companies, Eric and his group would probably not have an easy time when they got back. What capitalists care about most is profit. If their profits are seriously damaged, they will definitely fire you, no matter what country you are from.

"I learned from my colleague who came back from Japan that Mr. Kimura is very talented. So please demonstrate your original single. I think this shouldn't be difficult for Mr. Kimura, right?" Although his attitude was polite, Eric always acted superior. He asked Kimura Hiroshi to demonstrate his English single, as if he wanted him to show off his talent, but in reality, he just wanted to embarrass him. After all, most Japanese people don't have standard English pronunciation, and singing English songs is not easy.

However, Hiroshi Kimura did not expose him, but instead said in perfect English, "No problem, then sing this song, 'Never Gonna Give You Up'."

Eric's eyes changed when he heard this English. As far as he knew, this young Kimura was a singer signed by Warner in Japan and was very successful in the Japanese market. However, he did not have America's life experience. Why was his English so standard?

He took out the accompaniment tape he had prepared beforehand, put it in the tape recorder, and started playing the accompaniment to "Never Gonna Give You Up". The sound quality was not as good as the recording studio and there was some noise, but Hiroshi Kimura did not mind at all. He stood up and swayed to the accompaniment even though there was no microphone.

The reason for choosing "Never Gonna Give You Up" is that after it was released in 1987 by Rick Eisley, it became a huge hit in Europe and America, carving out a path in the music scene dominated by Michael Jackson and topping the sales charts, which shows its power. It is a very dynamic and beautiful single, and once you listen to it, you can't help but sway along.

Accompanied by a dynamic accompaniment, Hiroshi Kimura sang the song in a husky voice he had never used before. This was the way he learned Rick Stanley sang the song, and it had a unique charm. Kimura's English was also extremely fluent. Although the venue was rather simple, he still sang the song perfectly.

Eric was astonished to see Hiroshi Kimura swaying confidently and singing in perfect American English. He finally understood why his colleagues in Japan couldn't help but praise his talent when they returned. It was true, and he was very different from many Japanese people. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't seem to have the kind of worship that Japanese people have for America.

As a professional, he could naturally tell that this song was of excellent quality, and Mr. Kimura sang it very well. If it weren't for his skin, Eric would have thought he was a famous American singer.

After finishing the song, Kimura Hiroshi caught his breath, sat down, and asked with a smile, "How was it? Mr. Eric, are you satisfied with this song?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, excellent. Mr. Kimura's singing was even better. If possible, I think it would be good to have Mr. Kimura sing and release it in the European and American markets." Finally putting away his arrogance, Eric praised.

This is a huge temptation. After all, many Japanese people hope to release singles in the European and American markets. Now that Mr. Eric has praised it so highly, there must be no problem with the release. It might even become a hit. Even Yukio Tomioka looked at Hiroshi Kimura with hopeful eyes, as if hoping that he would agree.

However, Hiroshi Kimura simply shook his head and said, "Although that's not entirely true, Mr. Eric should know that America discriminates against people with skin like ours, so I can license this song to Warner Music. Please find a suitable American singer to release it."

Hiroshi Kimura refused, which once again surprised Eric. However, he knew that Hiroshi Kimura was telling the truth. There were no popular singers with yellow skin in the American market. Was it because they couldn't sing? Obviously not. It was because of discrimination. Hiroshi Kimura was really calm.

“That’s a real shame. In that case, let’s acquire the distribution rights to this song. Don’t worry, Mr. Kimura, we will definitely find a suitable singer to perform it. So, I wonder what Mr. Kimura’s requirements are for the remuneration? Is it a revenue share or a buyout?” Eric’s tone softened as he acknowledged Kimura Hiroshi’s decision.

A buyout is out of the question; it wouldn't offer much money. Kimura Hiroshi naturally wants a share of the profits. He said, "Let's split the profits, as usual, five percent. Oh, and I've also composed a few English songs that I can produce an album for you. Also, I have a few requests regarding the production of this song."

For his own money, and also to prevent this famous song from being buried, Hiroshi Kimura revealed all of Rick Eisley's marketing tactics for the song in his previous life, such as singing with a unique husky voice and the unique swaying in the music video. Eric noted them all down and said there was no problem with it, after all, it was the song's creator's opinion and could not be ignored.

The negotiations lasted a full two hours before the matter was finally settled. Eric and his staff left satisfied, saying that they would send over the contract in three days, since the terms had just been agreed upon and the contract needed to be prepared before it could be signed.