My daily life with the original diva

Thinking of Nakamori Akina, Kimura Hiroshi couldn't help but realize that he hadn't seen her for many days. She had been very busy lately, participating in programs and performances in various places. The two of them could only talk on the phone once every three or four days, let alone meet. He wondered if she would call today.

"Ring ring, ring ring." Just as Kimura Hiroshi was thinking about this, the phone rang, startling him so much that he flung the magazine he was holding away. However, he quickly recovered, got up from the sofa, and answered the phone. "Moshi, Moshi, this is Kimura Hiroshi."

"Oh, Kimura-san, you're home? Haven't you been very busy lately?" Nakamori Akina's voice came through the phone, clearly surprised that Kimura Hiroshi was home at this hour.

Similarly, Kimura Hiroshi did not expect that it was Nakamori Akina who called. Usually, she would call no earlier than 10 p.m., but today she called at just past 7 a.m.

"Ah, I'm very busy, but I used a little trick today to leave work early. I was just enjoying the soft sofa, and I must say, it's really comfortable," Kimura Hiroshi said without any hesitation.

Akina Nakamori knew perfectly well that he liked to be lazy and slack off. In fact, she often wanted to be lazy herself, but she never had the chance to do so. When she heard that Hiroshi Kimura had done it, she said with great envy, "Ah, Kimura-san is really cunning. I'm so envious. I also want to lie on the sofa in my apartment and do nothing. It would be best if I could lie there all day."

“Akina-san, lie on the sofa. I’ll cook for you and pour you water. That way, you can really stay on the sofa all day without having to move,” Kimura Hiroshi continued, sensing the weariness in Nakamori Akina’s voice. His words were meant to give her a hopeful thought.

"Ah, I'm afraid that won't work. I need to go to the toilet. I can't go a day without going to the toilet," Nakamori Akina said anxiously.

"Is she really serious?" Kimura Hiroshi couldn't help but laugh. This girl could be even lazier than him when she wanted to be. She actually wanted to cook and pour water for her herself, and then lie on the sofa all day.

Without continuing the topic, Kimura Hiroshi asked curiously, "Aren't you busy today, Akina-san? You have time to call me so early?"

"No, I'm very busy. The program is estimated to finish recording around 1 or 2 a.m., but there's a problem with the equipment right now, so the recording has been paused. I can rest for a while, so I came out to try calling Kimura-san. I originally thought Kimura-san wouldn't be here..." Akina Nakamori's voice grew softer as she spoke.

She would call him even during the short breaks between programs to see if he was there. This was the girl's longing. However, the girl was also a little reserved and couldn't say some things directly. Kimura Hiroshi naturally understood this. But while the girl couldn't say it, he could: "So, when is Akina-san coming back? I miss you so much."

"How much do you want to?" Akina Nakamori asked playfully.

"I miss it so much, I can't even sleep at night," Kimura Hiroshi said in a very cheesy way.

However, Nakamori Akina immediately seized on the loophole in his words and said in a very dissatisfied tone, "Hmph, Kimura-san is lying. When I called you a couple of days ago, you said that you slept very well at night and that you couldn't wake up without sleeping eight or nine hours every day."

Oops, I've been caught out. A few days ago, I called Nakamori Akina and complained that I was too busy and could only sleep four or five hours a day. Kimura Hiroshi teased me by saying that he could sleep eight or nine hours a day and slept very soundly, which made her envious and jealous. I didn't expect her to remember it. Today, when I said some cheesy love words, she caught me out.

"Uh, I misspoke. It's that I dream about you even after I fall asleep," Kimura Hiroshi explained shamelessly.

These shameless words immediately drew laughter from Nakamori Akina. She was genuinely amused and let out a low, unusual laugh. Kimura Hiroshi even heard the sound of the phone line being pulled, so he was probably laughing so hard he was clutching his stomach.

After a while, Nakamori Akina finally recovered and said, "Kimura-san, you really have never been in a relationship. You finally managed to say something cheesy, but your girlfriend saw right through it. Ah, you're so stupid. I've never seen such a stupid Kimura-san."

"Ahem, I didn't expect that silly Akina-san would have such a good memory. I wish she could have such a good memory when memorizing lines." Kimura Hiroshi wanted to save face.

"Hmph, women in love remember everything they've been through. Kimura-san is still calling me stupid, but I remember it all perfectly well." Nakamori Akina threatened through gritted teeth when she heard Kimura Hiro call her stupid.

This was terrifying. Kimura Hiroshi was a little scared. He was afraid that this would bring up old grievances later. He quickly said, "Akina-san is extremely intelligent. How could she be stupid? Yes, that's right."

His admission of defeat was so direct that Nakamori Akina was amused again, giggling nonstop. After she finished laughing, she said, "That's more like it. Smart Akina-san will be going back tomorrow night, and then Kimura-san will be able to see her."

"You're coming back tomorrow night? That would be wonderful!" Kimura Hiroshi said happily. At this moment, his mind was racing. Today's phone call was really embarrassing. He had to get back at her. He would definitely give her a big surprise when he came back tomorrow. A "wicked" plan was quickly forming in his mind.

"Yes, I'll be back tomorrow, Kimura-san," Akina Nakamori replied softly.

“Yes, Akina-san, I’ll be waiting for you.” - Kimura Hiroshi

"Kimura-san?"

"Ok?"

"Kimura-kun?"

"Ok?"

"Kimura-kun, Kimura-kun, Kimura-kun." Akina Nakamori's voice grew softer and softer.

Kimura Hiroshi's face turned red, and his blood began to rush to his head. This girl's voice was truly alluring, causing him to start to react. He took a deep breath and said, "Akina-san, that's too despicable. Don't start a fire. There's no one to put it out now."

Over there, Akina Nakamori feigned complete innocence, saying, "Ah, Kimura-san, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all. What arson? Is that right, Kimura-kun, Kimura-kun, Kimura...kun?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Kimura Hiroshi slammed down the phone. He really couldn't take it anymore if she kept yelling like that.

"You think you're having fun teasing me? You'll regret this tomorrow," Kimura Hiroshi thought viciously.

Chapter 140 Pranks Inside the Car

"Are you sure you want to do this, Kimura-san? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?" Yukio Tomioka said with some concern. He didn't quite agree with what Hiroshi Kimura was doing, as it might scare people.

“I’ve made up my mind. Let’s do it this way. I’ll be careful. Mr. Tomioka, please wait for me near my apartment. We’ll be there in a bit. Ms. Michiko, please get in the car with me. Let’s go.” After saying that, Kimura Hiroshi put on his sunglasses and sat in the driver’s seat, while Michiko sat in the passenger seat.

Once in the car, Kimura Hiroshi was still giving Michiko some instructions, reminding her not to let the plan be discovered before it even started, otherwise it wouldn't be considered a prank.

Three cars drove out of the Ken-On office and headed towards Narita Airport. By then, it was already getting dark, and it would be dark soon.

Watching Kimura Hiroshi and the others leave, Tomioka Yukio, who remained behind, couldn't help but smile wryly and shake his head. "That kid, sometimes he's so mature and shrewd, even more cunning than an adult, and other times he's like a normal teenager, liking to do things that only young people do. He's really strange."

Narita Airport, Tokyo's largest airport, sees a large number of international and domestic flights landing here. The entire airport is very busy, with planes constantly taking off and landing, and passengers constantly coming and going.

At the passenger exit, Michiko held up a huge sign with the words "Kenon" written on it. In this era without cell phones, this was the only way to pick up and drop off passengers.

Soon she saw a group of people hurrying out of the exit. Several staff members were protecting a girl in the middle. She was wearing a hat and sunglasses and had her head down so that no one could see her face. This was Nakamori Akina, who had returned from out of town.

Leading the way was Ms. Noriko. Upon seeing Michiko holding the sign, she immediately dragged her luggage and led the group happily towards them. "Michiko-chan, why are you picking us up today? Doesn't Kimura-san need you?"

"Ah, Kimura-san is recording at Warner Music. I was bored waiting there, so I came to pick you up. Come with us quickly, or we'll be in trouble if someone notices." Michiko lied without batting an eye.

The group headed towards the parking lot, where three cars were already waiting for them. Michiko began making arrangements. Several staff members got into the first two cars, and even Akiyuki Yoshizawa was arranged to sit in the front. She then accompanied Nakamori Akina and Ms. Noriko into the last car.

As soon as she got on the bus, Ms. Noriko took a blanket out of her bag. Nakamori Akina took it from her without a second thought, took off her hat and sunglasses to reveal her very youthful face, covered herself with the blanket, leaned back in the back seat, and went to sleep.

This is her usual routine when traveling by car. If the journey is longer than fifteen minutes, she almost always takes the time to catch up on sleep. There's no way around it; continuous work is exhausting, and she will definitely take any opportunity to rest, otherwise she might collapse from exhaustion.

No one spoke in the car; they sat quietly. The three cars drove out of the parking lot one after another and onto the road. It was rush hour, and the road was full of cars, so traffic jams were almost unavoidable.

Hiroshi Kimura, sitting in the driver's seat, kept glancing at Akina Nakamori, who was already asleep, through the rearview mirror. He felt a pang of heartache and couldn't bear to carry out his prank.

"Ms. Michiko, the plan is canceled. Let Akina-san get some rest," Kimura Hiroshi said very quietly to Ms. Michiko, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Knowing that Kimura Hiro felt sorry for Nakamori Akina, Michiko found it amusing, and also thought that the couple had a really good relationship, always caring about each other. She nodded in agreement; she had originally been dragged along by Kimura Hiro to cooperate, so canceling it now was just as good.

Soon the two cars in front disappeared from their sight, and instead of heading towards the firm, they took another road.

The car wasn't going very fast because the road was full of cars, and there were frequent traffic jams. People were constantly honking their horns, and the honking was so continuous that you could hear it even inside the car.

It was impossible to get a good night's sleep in this environment. Akina Nakamori was disturbed by the car horns outside. She opened her eyes with great difficulty, looked at the traffic outside the window, and asked, "Ms. Noriko, how much longer until we get to the office?"

Ms. Noriko, who was looking at a magazine, looked up and looked outside. The neon lights were already on, and the tall buildings were easy to see. She was stunned by the sight outside. This did not seem to be the way from Narita Airport to the office. They had traveled this road countless times, and she remembered the road signs clearly.

"Driver, have we taken the wrong road? This doesn't seem to be the way to the office." Ms. Noriko asked.

While driving, Kimura Hiroshi saw that Nakamori Akina had woken up and heard Ms. Noriko's words. He didn't say anything, but gestured to Ms. Michiko with his eyes and mouthed, "Continue the plan!"

Michiko was speechless. It had only been a few minutes since she canceled, and now she wanted to play again. It was really a headache, but she still nodded.

Seeing that the driver didn't respond, Ms. Noriko was a little confused and turned to Michiko, asking, "Michiko, the driver took the wrong route. Why didn't he hear me?"

"Oh, is that so? Fujino, ah, you're not Fujino, who are you? What are you doing in our agency's car?" Michiko said, feigning surprise, and even leaned back as if she were terrified.

Instead of continuing to drive, Kimura Hiroshi pulled over to a parking space on the side of the road. The show had already started, and continuing to drive on the road would be too dangerous; it was better to stop and continue performing.

Hearing Michiko's surprised shout, and with Kimura Hiroshi suddenly pulling over, Nakamori Akina and Noriko in the back seat were both a little scared, not knowing what had happened.

"W-what's going on, Michiko? Who is he?" Ms. Noriko asked in a panic.

"I...I don't know him either. I don't know who he is. Hey, who are you? How did you end up in our car?" Michiko asked, feigning panic.

At this moment, Kimura Hiroshi finally spoke up. He deliberately used a hoarse voice to say, "Ah, I'm a fan of Akina-san. I only got on the bus to give Akina-san a gift. Please don't make a fuss, okay?"

After these words were spoken, the two people in the back seat were quite frightened. They had encountered a crazy fan. Ms. Noriko was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and Ms. Nakamori Akina was also quite frightened, with tears welling up in her eyes. She was not very brave to begin with.

But at this moment she showed unusual composure, and asked in a very panicked voice, "You, you can give me something, but could you please let these two ladies leave first?"

At this moment, she's still thinking about other people's safety instead of her own. This girl is really something. Kimura Hiroshi suddenly felt that he might have gone too far. He couldn't continue his prank. He took out a large bouquet of roses from under the car seat, handed the flowers to her through the middle of the seat, and said in his original voice, "A gift for you, Akina-san."

Akina Nakamori, who was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, saw the roses that suddenly appeared in front of her and heard the voice. She felt that it was familiar and it seemed to be Kimura-san. She snatched the roses and sure enough, she saw Kimura Hiroshi looking at her with a grin.

"Ah, you, Kimura-san, you idiot, you idiot." Nakamori Akina couldn't help but swear. She raised the rose she had just received, ready to hit Kimura Hiroshi, but at the last moment she seemed to have no choice. She put the flower away and swung her fist to hit Kimura Hiroshi twice.

"You scared me, you scared me! You're so mean, so incredibly mean, hmph." He yelled at Akina Nakamori while hitting her, but to those around him it sounded like they were flirting.

At this moment, Ms. Ji Zi felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through her mind. The two of you were doing this kind of thing, which almost scared her, your assistant, to death. She really thought some crazy fan had gotten on the bus. It was absolutely despicable.

Chapter 141 Sending Them Both to See a Psychiatrist

The car started again, but this time the passengers switched places. Nakamori Akina, holding a bouquet of roses, sat in the front passenger seat, while Michiko went to the back seat. This was Michiko's own request, since the couple was in the car and it was inappropriate for her to sit in the front passenger seat. It was better to give the front passenger seat to the couple.

Akina Nakamori, sitting in the passenger seat, held the flowers. She glanced at the bright and beautiful roses, her face full of smiles. Then she glanced at Hiroshi Kimura, her expression immediately darkening. She snorted softly, then looked down at the roses again, and her smile returned. But when she glanced at Hiroshi Kimura again, her smile vanished, and she snorted coldly, looking very angry.

Kimura Hiroshi was stunned and even a little worried as he watched her face change rapidly. Goodness, her face changed faster than turning the pages of a book. Could it be that she had really scared him into something?

"Akina-san, are you alright?" Kimura Hiroshi asked with great concern as he drove. If something had happened to him, it would be a terrible mistake.

"Hmph, don't talk to me. I haven't forgiven you yet, and you actually came up with such a vicious plan to scare me. It's really despicable, extremely despicable." Nakamori Akina said angrily, and even gave him a sideways slap to make him feel that she was really angry.

Seeing that there seemed to be no problem, Kimura Hiroshi didn't say anything more. After all, Nakamori Akina was angry and probably wouldn't listen to anything he said. It was more important to stay focused on driving, since there were cars everywhere on the road and it wasn't safe to be distracted.

But after a short while, Kimura Hiroshi felt a gaze on him. Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw Nakamori Akina staring at him with wide eyes. Her eyes were filled with grievance, sadness and anger as she stared at him intently without blinking.

"What is it now, Akina-san?" Kimura Hiroshi felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze and asked in a low voice, somewhat frightened.

"What's wrong? What do you think I'm doing wrong? I'm angry. What should you do? Just stay silent?" Akina Nakamori asked, puffing out her cheeks.

It's begun, it's begun, the torment has begun. Nakamori Akina has started her revenge. Kimura Hiroshi knew that messing with her would inevitably lead to terrible retaliation. He just felt a headache coming on. He really had lost his mind. He actually messed with her to regain the face he lost last night. He was really crazy. Now, he had messed with her, but the retaliation was something he couldn't bear.

Faced with this situation, he could only beg for mercy, "I was wrong, I will never use this method to hurt you again, Akina-san, please forgive me, I really know I was wrong."

As soon as he finished pleading for mercy, the two women in the back seat burst into laughter. They had never seen Kimura Hiroshi like this before. Usually, Kimura Hiroshi was shrewd and intelligent, never suffered a loss, and was not even afraid of the company president, Hanami Kagami. They never expected that he would be tortured to the point of having to apologize. Indeed, even the strongest person has a weakness.

Akina Nakamori, in the passenger seat, chuckled softly, but quickly suppressed her laughter. She wasn't really angry, nor would she be unreasonable. She had almost cried from fright earlier, and she couldn't get over it without getting revenge. However, she wouldn't dwell on this matter, nor did she want Kimura Hiroshi to lose face in front of others.

"Where are we going, Kimura-san?" Nakamori Akina changed the subject, asking about their destination.

Turning the corner, Kimura Hiroshi replied, "Let's go to my apartment. Akina-san has been wanting everyone to come to my apartment to taste my cooking and have a couple of drinks, right? Tomioka-san has already gone over, and Akio-san will be there later. Let's all have a good get-together. But you can only have a few drinks today, okay? No more!"

Akina Nakamori's eyes immediately lit up. She hadn't expected that Hiroshi Kimura would still remember something she had casually mentioned before. She felt a sweet warmth in her heart; it was a feeling of being valued. She said softly, "You actually remembered this all this time and even prepared it for me. You're so kind, Kimura-san."

"Huh!" Another sigh came from the back seat. Just a few minutes ago, they were watching the two of them torment each other to the point of death, but now they're all sweet as honey again. The air is filled with an unbearable, sour smell of love, giving them goosebumps. It's a real eye-opener for Mieko and Jijiko, showing them what love looks like in this day and age.

However, their exclamation severely disrupted the atmosphere in the car. Nakamori Akina could no longer act cute in front of Kimura Hiroshi, since there were other people in the car. These two were really something, just looking was fine, but they had to make strange noises.

"Ah, Kimura-san, look, our secret has been discovered by others. If it gets leaked, won't it cause a huge uproar? What should we do to avoid this from happening?" Nakamori Akina suddenly said to Kimura Hiroshi in a very frightening tone.

With perfect understanding, Kimura Hiroshi knew exactly what Nakamori Akina meant and said in the same tone, "Akina-san, the best way to keep a secret is not to let anyone know. If they do know, then make sure that person can never speak again. Don't you think so, Ms. Mieko, Ms. Noriko?"

The two of them even started working together. When Kimura Hiroshi finished speaking, Nakamori Akina suddenly turned around from the passenger seat and looked at the two people in the back seat with a sinister look. She looked really scary.

The two people in the back seat were a bit stunned and didn't dare to speak. Could it be that this popular idol couple was really going to commit some earth-shattering crime to keep their secret and then become a pair of lovers on the run?

Seeing the two startled, Nakamori Akina was overjoyed. Holding the roses, she laughed heartily in the passenger seat, truly unable to contain her laughter. Although she had been frightened today, she had gotten her revenge. It was hard not to be happy. "Kimura-san, look, Mieko-san and Noriko-san were both frightened by the two of us. We are so in sync."