I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

Nohara Hiroshi looked at his family members with the typical appearance of "Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden", and the helplessness in his heart was diluted by the warmth of blood ties.

He turned around, pulled out a 5,000 yen note from his wallet, and handed it to Hasegawa Rinzo who was still standing nearby.

"Hase, you've worked hard today. It's getting late, take a taxi back. Be careful on the road."

Hase Luzou was slightly stunned, then took the money with both hands and bowed deeply to Nohara Hiroshi.

"Thank you, Section Chief! I'll take my leave now. Enjoy your meal, everyone."

He knew that when working under Section Chief Nohara, the last thing he needed was courtesy.

This extremely young boss is a general who has the final say at work, but in life, he is a generous brother who never treats his people badly. Although Nohara Hiroshi is younger, everyone respects him.

Therefore, this straightforward way of getting along makes him, a person who is not good at speaking, feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

After watching Hase Michi disappear around the corner, Nohara Hiroshi turned around and said with a smile to his family who were still in a daze, "Okay, stop standing outside and go in."

As he spoke, he walked towards the public telephone booth that stood alone on the street.

"You guys go in first, I'll make a phone call."

Nohara Ginnosuke's eyes lit up instantly, his thick eyebrows trembling uncontrollably. In a tone full of suggestion, he lowered his voice and said to his wife and eldest son beside him: "Did you see it? Did you see it? This kid must be calling that beautiful girl from Kumamoto Prefecture! Hehehe, he has the style of me back then!"

Nohara Hiroshi stumbled and nearly tripped over the threshold of the phone booth. He took a deep breath, pretended not to hear, and quickly dialed the familiar number.

From the other end of the phone, Xiaoshan Mei's voice, full of energy and as warm as a little sun, soon came.

"Hello? Hiroshi? What's up? Are you done with work?"

"Yeah, it just ended." Nohara Hiroshi's voice softened unconsciously. "Um... Misae, there's an emergency. My parents and my brother just arrived from Akita."

There was silence on the other end of the line for two seconds, and then a cute exclamation broke out: "Huh?! Are the uncles and aunts here?!"

"Yeah," Nohara Hiroshi said with a wry smile, "A surprise attack. We're at Sushi Ichiro right now, would you like to... come over for dinner? Or meet up?"

"Go! Of course I have to go!" Mei Ya's voice was filled with undisguised excitement and a hint of nervousness: "Wait for me! I'll be there soon! I...I have to put on some makeup first!"

"No need to go through so much trouble..." Nohara Hiroshi chuckled.

"No! This is the first time I meet my uncle and aunt, I must leave the best impression!" Mei Ya was extremely serious.

With a "click", the phone was hung up cleanly.

Nohara Hiroshi held the receiver, shook his head helplessly, but a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he returned to the sushi restaurant, the waiter had already respectfully led his family to the innermost "Moon View" box.

This is a standard Japanese-style private room with spacious space and elegant decoration.

A landscape painting with a profound artistic conception hangs on the wall, and a carefully trimmed bonsai is placed in the corner.

However, this Zen atmosphere was completely broken by Nohara Ginnosuke's exclamation full of rustic flavor.

"Wow! This place is cleaner than our home!" He sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, like a curious monkey, touching and looking around. Finally, his eyes fell on the conveyor belt loaded with various kinds of sushi that was moving slowly in the middle of the table.

"That's great! That's great!" His eyes lit up. "It's just like the irrigation canals we use in the countryside. It even moves on its own! So much easier!"

Nohara Tsuru was elegantly sipping the hot tea served by the store, with a helpless look on his face.

Only Nohara Sashi was still restless.

He didn't touch the tea in front of him, and his big hands covered with thick calluses rubbed nervously on his knees.

"Dad... Mom..." He leaned over to his parents and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I... I just checked the prices outside. The cheapest plate here is enough to buy a big salted fish at home. That... that one that looks the best is the tuna belly. One plate... one plate can cover our family's soy sauce expenses for more than half a year!"

"so what?!"

Nohara Ginnosuke glared, picked up the chopsticks, and quickly took a plate of shiny, expensive-looking tuna belly sushi from the conveyor belt, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth without even looking at it.

"Ugh! Uh-huh!"

He squinted his eyes happily, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster. The wonderful taste that melted in his mouth made him feel like he was going to heaven.

He swallowed the expensive piece of fish with great effort, then glared at his eldest son with a look of disappointment.

"Look at how little you've accomplished! Your brother is a big shot in Tokyo now! What's wrong with treating us to a nice meal? As the eldest brother, don't act like an ignorant person and embarrass our Nohara family! Eat quickly! Eat as much as you can! If he doesn't eat your brother out of money today, he won't be considered filial!"

After saying this, as if to set an example, he stretched out his chopsticks again, and with both hands, he swept plate after plate of sushi in front of him. It seemed as if he was not eating sushi, but fighting a battle for the family honor.

Nohara Sashi was so choked by his father's "bandit logic" that he couldn't speak for a long time. His dark face turned the color of liver.

"Alright, alright, dad, stop talking too much." Nohara Tsuru shook his head helplessly, then picked up a piece of tamagoyaki sushi and placed it on his eldest son's plate. He gently advised, "Saji, try it too. This is all Hiroshi's gift, don't let him down."

After all, Nohara Tsuru knows how much money Nohara Hiroshi gives her every month.

That's really millions of yen!

Under his mother's gentle offensive, Nohara Sashi finally picked up the chopsticks hesitantly.

The rich and sweet taste of sea urchin sushi, the melt-in-your-mouth fatty aroma of wagyu sushi, and the various creative sushi made with seasonal fresh fish, like a gorgeous taste feast, constantly impact the taste buds of the Nohara family.

"Mmmmm! So delicious!"

Even Nohara Sashi, who was hesitant at first, had a startling brilliance in his simple eyes after he carefully tasted a piece of sweet shrimp sushi. He then put aside all his worries and joined the "mopping up" army.

At this time, Hiroshi Nohara also opened the door, walked in, and sat down at the table.

Seeing his family members eating with satisfaction, Hiroshi Nohara also showed a gratified smile on his face.

He cleared his throat, thinking it was time to make the big announcement.

"Um... Dad, Mom, and Big Brother. I want to tell you something. My girlfriend, Mei Ya, will be here soon."

‘Clang! ’

The chopsticks in Nohara Ginnosuke's hand fell on the table.

'puff! '

Nohara Sashi just put a mouthful of tea in his mouth and spat it out.

Only Nohara Tsuru remained calm, but his gentle eyes were filled with sudden panic.

"Oh my! What...what should I do?!" She was the first to react, spinning around in circles anxiously. "We...we came in such a hurry that we didn't even prepare any gifts for the girl! This...this is so rude!"

"That's right!" Nohara Ginnosuke slapped his thigh suddenly, and a look of regret appeared on his old face.

But soon he seemed to think of something: "I remember! Those Akita Prefecture specialties I asked your mother to bring, such as rice wine, pickles, and our own rice, are... all still in the trunk of the car!"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Nohara Tsuru gave her husband a helpless look. "Those are worthless agricultural products. How can you show them off? There's no way a girl from Tokyo would appreciate these things."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the box changed from being cheerful and happy to being awkward and helpless.

Nohara Ginnosuke's face, which was always full of energy, also fell for a rare moment.

Nohara Sashi wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He felt that his family was simply bringing shame to his brother.

"it does not matter."

Looking at his family members like this, Nohara Hiroshi smiled.

He poured tea for everyone and said slowly, "Mei-ya isn't the kind of materialistic woman. Besides, your presence is the best gift for her."

He paused, turned his gaze to the embarrassed older brother beside him, and changed the subject:

"Brother, what about you? Are you planning on getting married?"

This topic, like a precise embroidery needle, instantly pierced Nohara Sashi's already fragile nerves.

His dark face turned red all the way to his ears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I... I don't have any..." He hesitated, his voice as low as a mosquito's buzz: "The girls in the village... the girls in the village look down on me. They... they think I'm unsophisticated and... stingy."

"Look at this! Look at this!" Nohara Ginnosuke was immediately furious when he heard this. The awkwardness just now was thrown out of the window. He pointed at his eldest son's nose and started his fatherly advice again: "I told you a long time ago! Men! Especially the men of our Nohara family! You can be frugal outside, but you must never be stingy with women! You must spend every penny you should spend! Why would a girl follow you if you can't even afford to treat her to a good meal?!"

"Yes, Sashi." This time, even the usually gentle Nohara Tsuru couldn't help but speak up and said, "Your father's words may be harsh, but they make sense. Young people nowadays value sentiment. When it's appropriate, they should be more generous."

Nohara Sashi was attacked from both sides by his parents, and his honest heart was completely broken. He could only lower his head and silently pick at the ginger slices in front of him without saying a word.

Nohara Hiroshi looked at his elder brother's pitiful appearance, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

He remembered.

Deep in his memory, in the national-level anime in his previous life, his elder brother, Nohara Sashi, seemed to have finally gotten married at the age of forty.

The person he married was a divorced woman with a son and a daughter, named "Yucai".

He remembered that his eldest brother seemed to fall in love with Miss Ikuna at first sight and loved her deeply, but the process was somewhat bumpy, but they eventually formed a happy family.

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible gleam flashed in the depths of Nohara Hiroshi's eyes.

Educating vegetables...

He remembered that the woman should not be married yet, and might not even have met the man who caused her to experience a failed marriage.

Now, she should be just an ordinary young girl from the countryside.

What if... what if we could find a way to let them meet earlier?

With his elder brother's honest and reliable personality, yet also a bit clumsy and gentle, and with his younger brother, the "gold medal producer", providing a little help behind the scenes...

Could this change the tortuous fate that was supposed to happen, and allow my eldest brother to have his own happiness sooner?

Once this idea came into being, it was like a seed planted in fertile soil, taking root and sprouting wildly in his heart.

He is a time traveler who possesses the "prophetic" advantage that no one in this world can match.

This advantage is not only for him to achieve success, but also for the people around him and his cherished family to live a better life.

This may be the real meaning of his coming to this world.

Nohara Hiroshi touched his chin and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that in addition to producing variety shows and TV dramas, a new and most important project will soon be added to my resume -

"Big Brother's Happiness Transformation Plan"!

"excuse me."

At this moment, the wooden door of the box was gently opened.

A clear and pleasant sound, like the sound of wind chimes, accompanied by a faint, fresh fragrance like grass after rain, floated in.

Everyone's attention in the box was instantly drawn over.

I saw a pretty girl standing at the door.

She was wearing a simple white dress, with her long, smooth black hair casually draped over her shoulders. Her small, oval face was lightly made up, but instead of concealing her pure nature, it made her look more delicate and bright.