My daily life with the original diva

Chapter 164 It's an obligation not to worry your girlfriend

After the supplementary contract was signed and the agreement for the independence of his company was obtained, Kimura Hiroshi did not immediately start preparing for the company's affairs. First of all, he was very busy. He had not finished film promotions and record productions, and there were also concert preparations. He simply could not find the time to set up the company.

Another issue is that he doesn't have enough money right now. As soon as he receives the royalties from the record, he will immediately buy real estate and won't keep it in his hands for too long. He currently only has about 20 million yen in spare cash, which is reserved for emergencies. He will wait until the film's revenue sharing comes through before he starts preparing for the establishment of the new company.

It wasn't a secret that he signed a supplementary agreement with his agency, and the news quickly spread within Ken-On. Many people were shocked to hear that Kimura Hiroshi had actually signed a supplementary contract with his agency for a 3 billion yen penalty in order to make his company independent, and wondered if this popular male idol had gone mad.

The artist's contract is still with Yanyin, so what is the point of having an independent company? Many people say they can't understand it. What is the purpose of this? They can only conclude that this popular male idol is not mentally sound.

“I’m here to motivate you, to make a clean break. If you can’t change your weak lifestyle, I’ll reach my breaking point. Kid, you’re really infuriating. You always have love on your lips when something happens, but that doesn’t solve anything.”

Warner Pioneer Recording Studio. Akina Nakamori holds her earphones, her face haughty. The lyrics, which can be described as extremely arrogant, come out of her mouth, as if she were a queen on a high and mighty throne, scolding her good-for-nothing boyfriend who only lives off her.

While singing, Akina Nakamori also had to try very hard to banish her boyfriend, Hiroshi Kimura, from her mind. There was no way around it; her boyfriend was very gentle, but not weak, and he didn't live off her.

This also made it difficult for her to match Hiroshi Kimura with the image of the boyfriend in the lyrics of the new single "Ten Commandments". When singing, she would unconsciously want to make comparisons in her mind, which made it impossible for her to sing the essence of the song in her previous recordings, the proud and rebellious feeling of a young woman.

"These days, every boy shows his tears to others and even acts cute. Stop it, what a joke."

"Let's settle this once and for all. It's about time. I can't take it anymore. It's driving me crazy. You're hopeless. I feel sorry for you."

After focusing her mind and eliminating the influence of her boyfriend, she finally sang out that feeling very smoothly. A few minutes later, the recording was completed.

When Katsumi Fujikura, the Warner Music producer outside, saw her come out after singing, he said happily, "Very good, Akina-san, this performance was perfect. You can listen to it for yourself in a bit. Ah, it was a wonderful feeling."

"I'm so sorry to trouble you, Mr. Fujikura. I didn't perform very well in the recordings yesterday and this morning. It's really too much trouble for you," Akina Nakamori said politely.

"Ah, no, that's not true. Akina-san did a great job. This isn't an easy song to express." Fujikura Katsumi didn't have the arrogance of a typical producer and responded very politely.

As she stepped out of the recording studio, her assistant, Ms. Noriko, was waiting for her. "Akina-chan, the stage outfits for the new song have arrived. Please go and choose one."

Although the new single "Ten Commandments" won't be released until next month, we need to prepare stage outfits for Nakamori Akina a long time in advance. She's always been very picky about stage outfits, and she absolutely won't accept any that don't fit the mood of the song. She'll either change them outright or ask for modifications. Sometimes it goes back and forth several times, which takes a long time, so we have to start preparing well in advance.

"Okay, Ms. Noriko." Nakamori Akina followed Ms. Noriko to the lounge, where the staff responsible for choosing clothes for Nakamori Akina were all inside, with various clothes laid out in front of her.

As Nakamori Akina examined the clothes one by one, her expression grew increasingly serious. Seeing this, Akiyuki Yoshizawa, who was standing next to her, knew that she was not satisfied with any of the clothes.

"These are all clothes designed by famous designers and carefully selected by the staff. Is it still impossible for Akina-chan to find a satisfactory outfit?" Akio Yoshizawa asked.

After carefully examining each outfit, Akina Nakamori shook her head. "Even the most carefully selected outfits aren't necessarily suitable. Stage outfits must match the mood of the song, or be unique, to attract the audience's attention. Mr. Akio, you still don't understand that, do you?"

She still talks like this. As expected, all those gentle and tactful moments she showed them after falling in love with Kimura Hiroshi were just temporary. This is her true nature; she always speaks so directly. I'm your manager, after all; I should be more tactful.

Knowing that it would be difficult to find a stage outfit that Nakamori Akina would be satisfied with, Akiyuki Yoshizawa said what he often said before, "Since Akina-san is not satisfied with any of these, then tell me what you want."

Looking at the clothes that didn't satisfy her, Akina Nakamori thought for a moment and said, "Since it's a strong rebellious style, then the stage outfits also need to reflect that rebellious feeling. Hmm, the clothes should be black, pure black, preferably a skirt, with lace trim would be perfect. We also need some hand accessories, like this."

As she spoke, Akina Nakamori picked up a pen from the table and sketched a simple depiction of her imagined stage outfit on a white cardboard. She had studied painting, so simple sketching was not difficult for her and she could draw it in just two or three minutes.

With the sketch in hand, the staff knew what kind of clothes Akina Nakamori wanted. They quickly took the sketch and left to discuss the production of the stage costume with the designer. This was just the initial design, and it would probably need to be revised several more times to fully satisfy Akina Nakamori.

With the stage outfit issue temporarily resolved, Nakamori Akina returned to the recording studio to listen to the song she had just sung. She felt it went quite well, and a smile appeared on her face as she happily thought, "Ah, today's work really went smoothly. I wonder what Kimura-san is doing now. He's probably preparing for the concert. He's so afraid of getting tired, I wonder how much he'll complain about such hard work?"

Looking at the time, it was already 4:30 PM. Her work was temporarily over, so she called her assistant, Ms. Jizi, and asked her to call the recording studio staff who were still working and order afternoon tea and snacks for them. She felt bad that the recording had taken up some time these past two days and she would feel bad if she didn't express her apologies.

Afternoon tea was served quickly, and the staff present expressed their gratitude to Nakamori Akina. She nodded and smiled, and then sat down with Ms. Noriko and Akiyuki Yoshizawa to eat, rest, and chat.

"Akina-san, I heard that Kimura-san signed a supplementary contract with his agency for the independence of his company, with a penalty of 3 billion yen. Do you know what his company is planning to do that would warrant such a high penalty?" During their casual conversation, Ms. Noriko couldn't contain her gossip and couldn't help but ask Nakamori Akina.

She was genuinely curious about why Hiroki Kimura would do this. She had discussed many possibilities with her colleagues at the agency, but they all felt it was unlikely. So she wanted to see if she could get the answer she was looking for from Hiroki Kimura, someone she was close to.

However, Akina Nakamori knew nothing about this, and Hiroshi Kimura hadn't told her about it either. When she heard Ms. Noriko say this, she was stunned for a moment before she reacted, "Huh? This happened? When did it happen?"

Seeing Akina Nakamori's reaction, Ms. Noriko knew that she was completely unaware of the matter. Perhaps Mr. Kimura didn't want her to know, so as not to worry her or make her realize that she might have made a mistake. She quickly explained, "Ah, I heard it from someone else. Perhaps it's just a rumor and not true. Don't worry, Akina-san."

How could Akina Nakamori possibly believe such an explanation? She looked at Yoshizawa Akiyuki and asked, "Mr. Akiyuki, this is true, right? You must know that Kimura-san really signed that kind of contract?"

There's no point in telling such a lie, because it will be exposed soon. Akiyuki Yoshizawa could only nod and say, "Yes, Kimura-san signed a supplementary contract, but Akina-san doesn't need to worry. As long as Kimura-san doesn't want to leave Ken-On, then there won't be any impact. It's just like the penalty for breach of contract in Akina-san's contract, only Kimura-san's is higher."

That's what she said, but how could Nakamori Akina not be worried? She was both worried and angry, her face scrunched up as she thought, "Kimura-san did something so big and didn't even tell me. It's really too much. Why would he do that? It's really worrying. Really, really."

"Kimura-san, you don't have any plans for tonight, right? Please take me to his apartment tonight, I have something to say to him," Nakamori Akina whispered to Akiyuki Yoshizawa.

If he won't say anything, then I'll go to his door and confront him, to make him understand his responsibilities and obligations as a boyfriend, and that not letting his girlfriend worry is his duty.

Chapter 165 Let's stay tonight.

In the morning, I went to the radio station to record a music chart program. I didn't even have time to rest at noon before going to the TV station to record a personal segment for a movie promotion. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I communicated and briefly rehearsed the concert songs with the band that the agency had found. I must say, the band that Ken-On found is absolutely top-notch, and Hiroshi Kimura is beyond reproach.

That evening, he had to give an interview about the film to a major media outlet with whom he had a very good relationship. They even gave him a still from the film that had never been released before. The interview was over by 8:30 p.m. After a non-stop day, Kimura Hiroshi didn't want to drive anymore, so he asked his assistant, Ms. Michiko, to drive him home.

Back home, Kimura Hiroshi slumped onto the sofa and muttered, "Damn, this is exhausting. Do you know how hard it was for me to achieve financial freedom? I wish I could make money while lying in bed. Maybe I should just be a kept man and have Akina-san support me."

The tiring work made him want to be a couch potato. He was a bit lazy by nature. He could probably handle normal work, but when the intensity was high, he instinctively wanted to be a couch potato. Living off Akina Nakamori was the perfect choice, because if he did that, Akina Nakamori would probably really support him.

Just as he was having a sweet dream on the sofa, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring. He was immediately pulled from his dream and alarm bells went off in his mind. You see, he had lived here for more than half a year and no one had ever come to see him at night before. He instinctively felt that something was wrong when the doorbell rang suddenly.

He got up from the sofa and walked quietly to the door. Looking through the peephole, he breathed a sigh of relief, because it was none other than Nakamori Akina. Kimura Hiroshi noticed that she seemed to have come right after get off work, and her makeup was still on.

"Is this a surprise for me?" Kimura Hiroshi opened the door with a smile, and was about to greet him when Nakamori Akina walked in without even saying hello. After entering, she changed into slippers, sat on the sofa, pursed her lips, and sat there looking at him with a slightly serious expression.

Kimura Hiroshi was a little confused by this. He scratched his head, then walked over and sat down next to her. He put his arm around Nakamori Akina's shoulder, testing whether she was really angry. As expected, Nakamori Akina obediently let him put his arm around her and rested her head on his arm, showing that she wasn't really angry.

"What's wrong, Akina-san? You come over looking angry. Did I do something to upset you this time?" Kimura Hiroshi asked softly.

Leaning on his shoulder, Nakamori Akina shook her head and said, "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself. Am I really useless, Kimura-san?"

He quickly helped her up, carefully examined Nakamori Akina's expression, and, making sure she wasn't crying, Kimura Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why are you suddenly saying things like that? Our Akina is the best, how could she be useless?"

"Then why doesn't Kimura-san tell me anything? It was the same thing about the movie last time, and it's the same again this time. These are such important things, but Kimura-san has never told me. I only heard about them from other people." Nakamori Akina stared into Kimura Hiroshi's eyes, not wanting him to lie to her.

Feeling uncomfortable under such scrutiny, Kimura Hiroshi knew that Nakamori Akina definitely knew about his contract signing. He had indeed intended to keep it from Nakamori Akina, but now he realized he had been too optimistic. This was no secret; it would definitely spread within Ken-On.

The main reason for keeping it from Nakamori Akina was to avoid worrying her. This woman is overly concerned about those around her, especially her loved ones, let alone him. If she knew that she had signed such a high penalty contract, she would probably be worried sick.

But I can't say that. If I did, it would only make her more worried and upset. Kimura Hiro looked directly into Nakamori Akina's eyes and said, "Ah, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just wanted to tell you in person to be on the safe side, since it's such an important matter. It's just that I haven't had a chance to see you recently, so it's been delayed."

"Really?" Although Kimura Hiroshi did not return her gaze, Nakamori Akina was still not quite convinced and asked seriously.

"Yes, it's true. How could I possibly hide something this big from Akina-san? We're a very close couple." Kimura Hiroshi lied without batting an eye.

Unable to discern anything from Kimura Hiroshi's face, Nakamori Akina had no choice but to give up. She leaned against Kimura Hiroshi's chest and said, "From now on, you must tell me immediately if anything happens, especially things that make you feel bad. I want to help you bear some of the burden, otherwise, I always feel like I'm just taking without being able to give Kimura-san any help."

He reached out and hugged Nakamori Akina tightly. Inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her, he could feel the woman in his arms' affection for him. He rested his head on Nakamori Akina's head. "Okay, I'll definitely tell you as soon as something happens in the future. But Akina-san, you must also tell me if you have any difficulties in the future. You can't bear it all by yourself. Can you do that?"

Akina Nakamori, nestled in his arms, pulled herself closer to Hiroshi Kimura and murmured, "Yes, I will, I definitely will. Kimura-san is the most reliable person."

The two hugged like that, and Nakamori Akina finally asked Kimura Hiroshi why he signed that contract. Kimura Hiroshi explained his thoughts, but they were not quite the same as what Nozaki Toshio said.

Akina Nakamori said that being an entertainer is too hard, and she doesn't like such a heavy workload. So she wants to start her own company and become the president in the future. That way, she can work less and let others do the work. She can rest whenever she wants and also have time to spend with the busy Akina Nakamori.

Hearing Kimura Hiroshi's words, Nakamori Akina couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hmph, you say it's to keep me company, but you just want to slack off, don't you? Ha, Kimura-san, you always say sweet words to make me happy. I don't believe your nonsense."

“How can that be nonsense? This is my truest thought. From now on, you will be the president’s wife, and people will call you Mrs. Akina.” Kimura Hiroshi said, tapping Nakamori Akina’s nose.

"Haha, I don't believe it." Nakamori Akina said with a smug look, then asked with some concern, "Starting a company requires a lot of money, right? Does Kimura-san have that much money? Didn't you spend all your money on real estate?"

Money was definitely tight, but he couldn't say it. Kimura Hiroshi originally wanted to save face, but then he suddenly remembered that Nakamori Akina's earnings in the 1980s seemed to have all been squandered by those around her. The super diva who earned tens of millions of yen a year in the 1990s even faced a financial crisis and only recovered in the 21st century thanks to record royalties.

She is a very soft-hearted person in private. She can't help but give money to people close to her when they ask for it. Since that's the case, I might as well keep it for her myself.

But should he really do that? If he took her money, he would seem no different from those who coveted her money. Although it was said to be safekeeping for her, Kimura Hiroshi couldn't make up his mind. Could he really not use any of her money?

Seeing Kimura Hiroshi's hesitant expression, Nakamori Akina thought he was too embarrassed to speak up, so she stood up and said, "Why are you being so coy, Kimura-san? We're a couple. If you need money, just ask. I'll go back and prepare now to see how much we have. Although it won't be of much help, it's always good in a way."

After saying that, she stood up, intending to go back and check how much money she had, but Kimura Hiroshi stopped her as soon as she stood up. He didn't mention money, but asked, "Ms. Noriko, are you waiting downstairs to take you back?"

"Oh, no, I had her send me home after she dropped me off. I can take a taxi back, it's very convenient, and the firm can reimburse me," Nakamori Akina said with a grin.

But Kimura Hiroshi said, "In that case, let's stay tonight."

Chapter 166 So you had this planned all along!

Akina Nakamori had invited Hiroshi Kimura to her apartment for tea twice before, but he refused with various excuses. She had always thought that Hiroshi Kimura might be a little indifferent to that kind of thing, or that he wasn't interested in her. She never expected that he would take the initiative to ask her to stay today.

A surge of curiosity welled up inside her, her face flushed slightly, and she leaned close to Kimura Hiroshi, staring intently at him, and asked, "Stay? Why are you suddenly saying something like that today, Kimura-san?"

Seeing the curious and strange look in Nakamori Akina's eyes, Kimura Hiroshi didn't want to say what Nakamori Akina expected him to say. Instead, he said righteously, "I'm not comfortable with you going back alone. I've worked all day and I'm very tired. I don't want to take you back, so I thought you could stay and rest. If you want to go back, I can drive you."

"What a reasonable excuse, what an irresistible reason!" Nakamori Akina said with an expression that showed she understood his hard work and dedication. "Ah, it really is hard work. It would be too much to ask you to take me back again."

She then added, "I'd like to stay, but I didn't bring any toiletries, not even pajamas. It's really a headache."

As someone with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Akina Nakamori cannot accept sleeping without showering, especially since it is summer now. After a busy day, she is covered in sweat and cannot sleep comfortably without showering or changing clothes.

After clearing his throat twice, Kimura Hiroshi continued in a very serious tone, "When I went to Akina-san's apartment last time, I noticed the toiletries you liked to use, so I bought a set to try it out. But I haven't had a chance to use it yet. I also bought a new set of pajamas a couple of days ago, which I've already washed, but they might be a bit too big for Akina-san. I wonder if you could try them on."

With all that preparation, and yet claiming he had no ulterior motives, Akina Nakamori couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Hiroshi Kimura's still serious expression. "Well then, I'll give it a try," she said, laughing. "Kimura-san, take it out. Ah, I've been busy all day, I feel so uncomfortable, I need to take a shower and get ready for bed."

Kimura Hiroshi got up from the sofa and first took out his pajamas from his closet. They were light pink cotton pajamas with cute Winnie the Pooh floral prints. The pattern was obviously designed for a girl. As for toiletries, he had them in a small cabinet in the bathroom: shampoo, shower gel, conditioner, and even a small case for contact lenses.

Despite Akina Nakamori's seemingly bright and expressive eyes, she is actually nearsighted and needs to wear glasses regularly. For the sake of her image, she usually wears contact lenses. At home or at home, she wears framed glasses. Staying up late to watch TV always comes at a price.

Seeing how many things Kimura Hiro brought out, and how well prepared everything was, Nakamori Akina was also surprised. Her Kimura-san was really gentle and thoughtful.

"You've really prepared everything, Kimura-san. What exactly did you go to my apartment to look at? Tell me." Nakamori Akina walked up to Kimura Hiroshi, looked at the things in front of him, gently bumped into him, and asked in a slightly teasing tone.

It's impossible to get a man to admit that he planned this all along, but in this situation, denial seems utterly futile. Kimura Hiroshi looked slightly embarrassed, but still stubbornly raised his head and changed the subject, saying, "Didn't Akina-san say that she felt uncomfortable from sweating? Go take a shower, and you can enjoy the air conditioning when you come out."

After saying that, he handed Nakamori Akina all her pajamas and toiletries, then quickly walked to the sofa and sat down without even looking at Nakamori Akina.

Seeing Kimura Hiroshi's hurried escape, Nakamori Akina laughed, laughing so hard she bent over. She finally discovered another characteristic of Kimura-san: he was stubborn, especially on certain issues, particularly those concerning his image in front of her. His mouth was harder than a bank vault door.

"I'm going to take a shower now, Kimura-san." With that, she chuckled and walked into the bathroom with her things, gently closing the door behind her.

Sitting on the sofa, Hiroshi Kimura's mouth was dry and his heart was racing. He heard that when Akina Nakamori went in, the bathroom door was not locked. If it were locked, it would make a click sound. He could usually hear the door closing, but today he listened very carefully.

Kimura Hiroshi pounded his thigh hard and muttered under his breath, "What's wrong with you? You've seen plenty of scenes like this in your past life. How come you're acting like a clueless kid now? You're really useless, utterly useless."

He said this, but at this moment his mind was completely drawn to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. His heart was beating faster and faster, his mind was blank, and his thinking ability was declining sharply. It took him a while to come to his senses.

Looking at the steam on the bathroom door, his mind raced, and then he suddenly realized something very important. He had prepared everything Nakamori Akina needed for washing and grooming, but he had forgotten something very important: insurance for both of them.

This is essential; otherwise, there could be problems. Nakamori Akina's career is just reaching its peak, and if she gets pregnant out of wedlock, it would be a huge sin for him, and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.

She jumped up from the sofa, ready to rush downstairs to buy it, but then the sound of water stopped, and with a click, the bathroom door opened, revealing Akina Nakamori wearing a light pink Winnie the Pooh pajama and rubbing her wet hair as she walked out.

After completely removing her makeup, she looked incredibly young. She didn't seem like she was almost nineteen; instead, she looked like she was fifteen or sixteen. Her delicate, collagen-rich face, with two playful little pimples, clearly showed her age.

"Hey, Kimura-san, where are we going? I need a hairdryer, hurry up and find it for me, otherwise I'll catch a cold if my hair is wet and I turn on the air conditioner." Nakamori Akina said, smoothing her hair after putting her clothes away.

Knowing about Nakamori Akina's physical condition, Kimura Hiroshi didn't dare to delay and quickly found the hair dryer for her in the cabinet by the bathroom door and handed it to her.