My daily life with the original diva

After seeing his mother off to the car, before leaving, his mother, Mingzi, said to him, "If a girl wants to be serious with you, then you have to treat her seriously too, understand?"

Kimura Hiroshi was stunned by his mother's unexpected words and asked curiously, "How did you know I was going to see a girl?"

"Ah, you've never been nervous about male friends since you were little. But when you were in third grade, a female classmate fell and got hurt, and you rushed to the hospital to see her." His mother, Akiko, said knowingly. Kimura Hiroshi didn't remember these things from his childhood, whether it was the current him or the one from before.

"Alright, that's enough. Go check on them quickly. If it's really serious, you must go to the hospital, understand?" His mother gave him her final instructions, and Kimura Hiroshi listened and seriously agreed.

Watching his mother's car drive away, Kimura Hiroshi returned to his apartment. He checked the time and it was already past four in the afternoon. Instead of leaving immediately, he made dinner, packed it in a lunchbox, and also took a basket of strawberries he had just picked from his hometown. After finishing these tasks, he set off for Nakamori Akina's apartment.

Arriving at the apartment door, she rang the doorbell, and Nakamori Akina's slightly hoarse voice came from inside, "Did you forget your keys, Ms. Noriko? You really are careless."

As she spoke, she came over and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Kimura Hiroshi's tall figure, who was smiling and waving a lunchbox and basket in front of her.

"Ah, it's Kimura-san, what brings you here?" Nakamori Akina was so surprised to see Kimura Hiroshi here at this time that she almost shouted with joy. Kimura Hiroshi was so startled that he quickly squeezed past her into the apartment. If he were discovered, it would be terrible. Nakamori Akina would probably have to move out overnight.

Realizing she had gotten too excited and lost her composure, Akina Nakamori quickly covered her mouth, gave an awkward laugh, and couldn't hide her happiness.

Kimura Hiroshi placed the things he was carrying on the shoe cabinet in the entryway, stepped forward, reached out and lifted Nakamori Akina's bangs, touched her forehead, and then touched his own with his other hand. It was a little hot, obviously she still had a fever, and it wasn't a low-grade fever.

"What's going on? Why is my temperature still so high even after taking medicine? Should we go to the hospital?" If this fever continues, the person will probably become mentally impaired very soon.

Feeling the warmth of Kimura Hiroshi's hand, Nakamori Akina did not answer Kimura Hiroshi's question. Instead, she suddenly leaned into Kimura Hiroshi's arms and hugged his waist.

This time, Kimura Hiroshi didn't just open his arms and let Nakamori Akina hug him like before. He responded by reaching out and embracing her, letting Nakamori Akina snuggle closer to him, because he sensed her weakness at that moment and that she needed some energy and support.

Seemingly lingering in Kimura Hiro's embrace, Nakamori Akina showed no sign of getting up for quite some time. Looking at the dinner on the shoe cabinet, which would soon get cold, Kimura Hiro couldn't let her continue to hold him like that.

"Let's eat first, otherwise it will get cold. If you like, you can hug me after you finish eating," Kimura Hiroshi said to Nakamori Akina in his arms.

But when she was sick, she was like a child, leaning against him and shaking her head vigorously, refusing to get up. Kimura Hiroshi had no choice but to drag her along, picking up the lunchbox and strawberries from the shoe cabinet and slowly moving her towards the living room table, without even being able to change her shoes.

On the table, Kimura Hiroshi saw many fashion magazines, some about women's clothing and many about men's clothing. There were also notes next to them. Kimura Hiroshi saw his own name on them, which said that his body type should be more suited to European and American men's clothing. He also wrote down the names of many high-end men's clothing brands and boutiques.

Looks like he hasn't been idle at home while sick; he's still researching clothing, not just his own, but also his. He's certainly keeping himself busy. Shouldn't a fever make you confused? How can he still be thinking? Looks like he's quite sharp; not really stupid.

Enjoying Kimura Hiroshi's warm and strong embrace, Nakamori Akina noticed that Kimura Hiroshi had stopped at the table. Suddenly realizing something, she cried out in surprise and quickly broke free from Kimura Hiroshi's embrace. She hurriedly began to tidy up the things on the table, because on those papers, besides the information about the clothing, there were many of Kimura Hiroshi's names written on them, but they were covered up.

If this were discovered, it would be incredibly embarrassing, so Nakamori Akina had to quickly put it away, blushing as she did so while observing Kimura Hiroshi's expression to make sure he hadn't noticed.

Pretending not to see it, Kimura Hiroshi placed the lunchbox on the table and took out the dinner he had prepared, which was for two people, since he hadn't eaten dinner either.

"I've prepared some very appetizing dishes today. You might not have an appetite when you're sick, but you'll recover even slower if you don't eat, so please eat as much as you can, Akina-san." Kimura Hiroshi said to Nakamori Akina, who was hurriedly putting away the food, as he set out the plates.

After hiding her secret, Akina Nakamori breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the table, where four dishes were laid out: sweet and sour pork, which was sweet and sour and appetizing; stir-fried cabbage with green peppers and shredded pork, which was slightly spicy, as she liked spicy food; boiled shrimp, which had to be served with soy sauce and wasabi; and finally, a rather bland seaweed and egg drop soup, which she didn't like.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Nakamori Akina felt the aches and pains from her fever lessen somewhat. She exclaimed dramatically, "Just how many kinds of Chinese food does Kimura-san know? I've seen dozens of them. Are there hundreds? If we ate like this every day, we wouldn't be able to finish them in years!"

"Hey, hey, do you expect me to cook all the time from now on? That's going too far. Even a stay-at-home dad should have time to rest." Kimura Hiroshi condemned Nakamori Akina's idea.

Unexpectedly, his words made Nakamori Akina even happier. She took the rice that Kimura Hiroshi handed her and said with a smile, "Does Kimura-san mean you want to live with me in the future? Or are you thinking about life after we get married?"

Impressive! Kimura Hiroshi just didn't want to cook too often, he was just using an analogy. This girl has already automatically shifted to the question of who should cook if the two of them lived together.

He picked up his chopsticks and tapped Nakamori Akina on the head. "Don't have any strange thoughts. The important thing now is to recover properly. You're already this sick, and you're still thinking about weird things. Really, you need to be taught a lesson."

Chapter 89 Do you want to take a bath?

After being beaten, Akina Nakamori became a little more obedient, but not for long. During meals, Hiroshi Kimura noticed that she was a very picky eater. She only ate sweet and sour pork, boiled shrimp with soy sauce, and stir-fried cabbage with shredded pork and chili. She occasionally ate some green peppers, but she wouldn't touch the cabbage at all.

After taking a few bites, she exclaimed, "Ah, if only we had a few cups of sake right now, it would taste so good!"

"You really have a lot of bad habits," Kimura Hiroshi said expressionlessly. "You're sick and you're still thinking about drinking. Don't even think about it for a while. I'll inform Mr. Akiyuki that you can only drink after your leg injury is completely healed. Also, eat cabbage and don't be picky about food."

Seeing the cabbage that Kimura Hiroshi put into her bowl, and hearing his ban on alcohol, Nakamori Akina felt wronged. Through her thick black-rimmed glasses, her eyes were already brimming with tears as she looked at Kimura Hiroshi with pleading eyes.

"Playing the victim won't work. You have to wait until you're fully recovered. Once your leg is healed, I'll personally cook you a nice meal and invite everyone over to drink with you, okay?" In the end, Kimura Hiroshi couldn't hold back any longer and made a concession.

Only then did Nakamori Akina put away her pitiful expression and reveal a smile, happily saying, "In that case, thank you Kimura-san. We should invite Mr. Akiyuki, Ms. Noriko, Mr. Tomioka, and Ms. Michiko over. It would be so much fun if everyone got together."

She was already planning what wine to drink and what dishes Kimura Hiroshi would cook. Kimura Hiroshi just listened, knowing she loved to talk, but she still had to eat the cabbage, and he had to keep an eye on her to make sure she ate it.

The meal took a full half hour. Kimura Hiroshi used the kitchen in the apartment to wash the lunchboxes. When he returned to the living room, he saw that Nakamori Akina had already wiped the table clean and was looking at him with a smile, as if she wanted to be praised.

"Well done, Akina-san. Here, please try some strawberries from my hometown; they're really good." With that, Kimura Hiroshi took out some strawberries, washed them, placed them on a plate, and brought them to the table.

Seeing the bright red strawberries, Akina Nakamori started to act cute again, pouting as she said to Hiroshi Kimura, "Feed me, Kimura-san."

Kimura Hiroshi, who had just sat down, found her expectant look amusing and took out the biggest one, stuffing it directly into her mouth. "Here, feed me."

Nakamori Akina, her mouth stuffed with a large strawberry, sulked and took the strawberry out of her mouth. With her hands on her hips, she said, "Does Kimura-san even know how to take care of a girl? You should slowly bring it to a girl's lips and then softly say, 'Please eat.' Akina-san, you really have no sense of romance, Kimura-san."

Kimura Hiroshi was genuinely amused and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Nakamori Akina had clearly learned this from TV and was acting like she had a lot of experience. Who would talk like that in real life, and even offer to treat someone to a meal?

Seeing Kimura Hiro mock her, Nakamori Akina got even angrier. She stopped eating the strawberries, pouted, and didn't say a word, just like a child throwing a tantrum.

After they finished laughing, Kimura Hiroshi quickly came over to coax her, picked up another strawberry, leaned closer to Nakamori Akina, and said very gently, "Please have some, Akina-san."

But his manner didn't seem like he was trying to comfort her; rather, it sounded like he was mocking her. Nakamori Akina was genuinely furious and punched his fleshy shoulder hard, saying, "You're so annoying, Kimura-san."

After a while, the two finally stopped fooling around. They leaned against each other, watched TV, and ate strawberries. After all that commotion, Nakamori Akina's energy level was noticeably better. She spoke to him much more easily, and even her voice sounded much more normal.

He didn't ask her what had happened; all she needed was enough companionship to recover on her own. Kimura Hiroshi liked and felt sorry for Nakamori Akina in this state.

But happy times are always short-lived. The strawberries on the table were all gone, and it was already 10 p.m. Kimura Hiroshi was about to leave. He couldn't stay up late when he was sick, otherwise, instead of recovering, his condition might worsen.

"It's ten o'clock, time to go. Akina-san, remember to get some rest, okay?" Kimura Hiroshi instructed seriously, then got up to get his lunchbox to go back.

But as soon as he stood up, he found himself being pulled back. Turning around, he saw Nakamori Akina holding his hand, looking at him with a pitiful expression, as if she didn't want him to leave.

Loneliness is what Akina Nakamori fears most. She craves Hiroshi Kimura's company, but she can't bring herself to ask a young girl to ask a man to stay the night.

"Well, I'll stay then. Akina-san, do you want to take a bath?" Kimura Hiroshi asked, feigning reluctance.

"Does he want to take a bath?" This question carries so many implications that Nakamori Akina blushed instantly upon hearing it. She hesitated for a while, seemingly wanting to refuse, but also seemingly afraid that refusing would upset Kimura Hiroshi.

"Smack!" Another light tap on Nakamori Akina's head. "What weird things are you thinking about now? I mean, do you need to take a shower before going to sleep? I can wait until you fall asleep before leaving. You don't want me to... Hey, you're a patient right now, and you're injured. Besides, we haven't officially defined our relationship yet. How could I possibly think about that kind of thing?"

Realizing she had misunderstood, Nakamori Akina's face turned even redder, and she stammered, "Morning, I already washed up this morning, Akina, I'll wash up again tomorrow morning. I need to brush my teeth and wash my face now."

"Go on, that's perfect. I'll keep an eye on you while you sleep, so you don't stay up watching TV until the early hours." Kimura Hiroshi urged her to hurry up and wash up.

Not daring to delay, Nakamori Akina quickly ran to the bathroom in her room. She could hear the sound of running water. In just a few minutes, she finished washing up and even changed into her pajamas. She stood at the bedroom door and looked at Kimura Hiroshi sitting on the sofa.

"Kimura-san, may I come in? I'd like you to watch me sleep next to me," Nakamori Akina asked.

The demands were really numerous. Kimura Hiroshi stood up from the sofa, and Nakamori Akina immediately ran into the bedroom. Her legs didn't seem to hurt anymore. She lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and poked her head out, waiting for Kimura Hiroshi to come over.

Walking to the bedside, looking at Nakamori Akina peeking out with her head, he smiled and said, "Now you can sleep, right? You really are a torturous little girl."

"Hold my hand, or I won't be able to sleep." A hand reached out from under the covers to grab Kimura Hiroshi's hand.

She reached out her hand and was pulled directly into the blanket. It was warm inside. Nakamori Akina finally closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, as if she was about to fall asleep.

After a brief silence, she closed her eyes and said very softly, "Kimura-san, if you want, it's possible."

Knowing what she meant, Kimura Hiroshi did not respond directly, but instead said, "Go to sleep, Akina-san. Don't think about strange things. Health is the most important thing right now. Get some sleep."

Finally, Akina Nakamori stopped talking. After a while, her breathing became long and even. Hiroshi Kimura knew she had really fallen asleep. He gently pulled his arm out, got up, and slowly closed the door.

After making sure the apartment door was closed, Kimura Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief. A young body is actually not easy to control, and hormones are off the charts. With a sleeping beauty lying next to him, not everyone can resist. Luckily, he wasn't a real teenager, otherwise, he would easily act impulsively.

Chapter Ninety: Work for the New Year

For the next two days, Hiroshi Kimura became a caretaker, feeding Akina Nakamori around the clock, from breakfast to dinner, and sometimes with afternoon snacks. Fortunately, the time was short and Akina Nakamori's weight loss results did not rebound.

Feeding was fine, but Kimura Hiroshi resolutely refused the job of watching over Nakamori Akina, because it was too agonizing. What man could endure such a test for a long time? In order not to make a mistake, Kimura Hiroshi could only choose to stay away.

But this only made Akina Nakamori cling to him even more, taking every opportunity to snuggle up to him. Sometimes she would even deliberately smile mischievously and say strange things, as if she wanted to see when he would unleash his beastly nature, which made Hiroshi Kimura a little angry.

Fortunately, in the past two days, her mood was good, her diet was reasonable, and with the help of the medication, her fever subsided quickly, and even her leg injury improved a lot. This made it impossible for Nakamori Akina to continue resting, as it was a crucial time for the sales of the single "North Wing," and she couldn't afford to delay. She had to throw herself into her busy work.

Similarly, Hiroshi Kimura's vacation has come to an end, and he has returned to Ken-On to start a new year of work, including the interviews he promised to do last year with various media outlets, the new magazine photoshoot he promised to give to fans, the fan appreciation event, a new single, and even the movie that he had forgotten about for almost two months.

"The sports-themed photo magazine from the last appreciation event received a fantastic response from fans. In fact, privately, Kimura-san's magazine is now being traded for 30,000 yen," Yukio Tomioka said incredulously. A magazine selling for 30,000 yen is simply outrageous; a regular idol photo magazine can be bought for 300 yen.

At the fan appreciation event, Hiroshi Kimura gave away 5,000 copies of his first photo magazine, which was published with the advice of Akina Nakamori and featured a sporty style. It was very popular and many fans treasured it.

However, there were simply too few copies available. Kimura Hiroshi had a large number of fans, especially young female fans, and everyone wanted to get their hands on this special magazine. As a result, a black market emerged, and the price of a single copy was inflated to 30,000 yen. There were even pirated copies of the magazine, but they were printed in very poor quality because they didn't have the negatives. Yet, people still bought them.

How could such money be allowed to be earned by shameful pirates? Ken-On has decided that Kimura Hiroshi's photo magazine will no longer be a gift for the fan appreciation festival, but will be made available to the market for fans and the general public to purchase, and will be published annually.

However, to do this, they had to get Kimura Hiroshi's consent, since this was an unplanned exposure. Ken-On's method was quite simple and direct: give him money. After discussing with the magazine, Ken-On agreed to give Kimura Hiroshi 120 yen for every copy of the magazine sold, while the magazine was priced at 960 yen, more than three times more expensive than a regular magazine.

This move hit Kimura Hiroshi right where it hurt. There was money to be made, and it didn't seem like a small amount. Kimura Hiroshi agreed without much thought. Since his limited edition photo magazine could sell for 30,000 yen on the black market, it meant that the market was big enough. Perhaps he could make a fortune this time.

Having debuted for over half a year and become so popular, Hiroshi Kimura has only released one full-length magazine, which is a thank-you gift to his fans, with only 5,000 copies. This is not what a normal idol should have. Normally, idol singers should release three or four magazines a year, but Hiroshi Kimura is an exception. There are no full-length magazines of his on the market at all.

It would be foolish not to make money when you can, and it's better to earn it yourself than to let pirates make it, so Kimura Hiroshi agreed after only thinking about it.

"Have they decided on the magazine theme yet?" Now that he has confirmed the shoot, the next thing to do is to determine the magazine theme. He's not one of those idols who can be manipulated at will, shooting whatever they're told.

As expected, when he asked this question, Yukio Tomioka became a little hesitant and replied, "Um, the magazine's question is whether we can shoot something a bit more revealing. You know, Kimura-san is so popular right now. If we can shoot something with a lot of exposure, it will definitely sell like hotcakes."

These people really dare to think big, but this is also the norm. In this era, Japan has countless magazines and comics with pornography and violence, and the market is huge. It's hard to sell anything without some of this stuff. Idol photo books also allow both men and women to wear swimsuits, and there are even special swimsuit music shows. Some of the bolder ones wear extremely revealing clothes to get attention.

But Kimura Hiroshi was certain from the beginning that he wouldn't sell his body, and now it's even more impossible. So he shook his head and said, "Mr. Tomioka, I can't possibly film this kind of subject matter. You can't pay me to sell my body."

"Ah, this is just an idea they came up with. If Kimura-san doesn't agree, you can choose your own theme, and then we'll see how the market reacts." Tomioka Yukio quickly tried to salvage the situation, fearing that Kimura Hiroshi might refuse to film.

That's more like it. Kimura Hiroshi doesn't really have much knowledge of fashion, but he suddenly remembered what he saw at Nakamori Akina's apartment a few days ago—European and American suits. Maybe he should publish a magazine about European and American suits, plus his current youthful vibe.

From student to professional, from teenager to adult, this perfectly covers his current song style. If it weren't for the controversy surrounding his press conference, the song "Gaining Through Losing" probably wouldn't have achieved such great success.

Perfectly, this magazine can solidify his two impressions: youthful and mature. This way, even if his song style changes in the future, it won't feel abrupt.

When Kimura Hiroshi told Yukio Tomioka his idea, the agent's eyes lit up. He looked Kimura Hiroshi up and down and thought, "Well, his height makes it easy for him to pull off a Western-style suit, unlike some Japanese people whose Western-style suits look loose and baggy, and they can't pull them off at all."

“That’s a fantastic idea. Let’s go with it then. We’ll show the public both sides of Kimura-san – youth and maturity. I’ll talk to the magazine about it tomorrow.” Yukio Tomioka accepted the idea.

With the magazine matter settled, the next step was the film. Yukio Tomioka conveyed Toho's message that his film needed to be completed as soon as possible, as Toho couldn't wait any longer.

Toho put in a lot of effort for the press conference and won the gamble. Now they are eager to reap the benefits. These guys are obviously unwilling to wait any longer, after all, idol singers can fade into obscurity at any time. Toho wants to gain some benefits while Kimura Hiroshi is at the height of his popularity.

The film has been sitting on the sidelines for almost two months now, and Hiroshi Kimura feels somewhat embarrassed, especially towards Takeshi Kitano. He had invited Kitano to direct the film, but now Kitano, as the director, is in a hurry, while he, as the investor and lead actor, is not.

"I will do it as soon as possible. Filming will resume next week. Don't worry, I will strive to complete filming within the next three months."

We dare not delay Dongbao for too long, otherwise it will be difficult to ask them for help next time. This relationship must be maintained.

Chapter Ninety-One Unpleasant News

Almost two months after the two lead actors left the set, the male lead finally returned. The supporting actors had almost finished filming their solo scenes, and now only the scenes with the lead actor remained. If this were a normal film crew, they would have already exploded. The director and the senior members of the crew would probably have been cursing them out of the sky.