Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"I, I shouldn't have called you unlucky..." In front of several receptionists and cleaning ladies, Matsumoto Arina bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, leaned slightly and bowed to Fujii Itsuki.

Fujii Itsuki's eyes flickered slightly.

When he called the police and sent Matsumoto Arina to the Metropolitan Police Department, he didn't even get a bow from this proud girl.

"Bones become soft?"

"Or do you want to ask him something today?"

"And then?" His face remained calm.

"...Moreover, I shouldn't have turned you away!"

"Any more?"

"Ah? Anything else?" Matsumoto Arina blinked slightly in confusion, as if waiting for Fujii Itsuki to give a clue.

"Um, and..."

"Honna..." The corners of Fujii Itsuki's mouth slowly rose as he stared into Matsumoto Arina's eyes.

"What did you just call me?

Hearing this name that couldn't be more familiar, Matsumoto Arina's pupils shrank and her body trembled instinctively.

The humiliating scenes of wearing a maid skirt, soaking Fujii Itsuki's feet, playing the piano, etc. not long ago, one by one, scene by scene, once again emerged in my mind.

"This..." She subconsciously glanced at the receptionist in front of her. Fortunately, she was very dedicated and kept her head down while continuing to do her own thing.

"Shouting secretly behind closed doors and shouting in public are two completely different things!"

"but……"

In the magnificent hall, the light from the luxurious chandelier above shone on his face, and people around him cast curious glances at him.

It was like Matsumoto Arina was standing under the spotlight for the first time performing a stage play, and her naturally beautiful face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She opened her pink lips and said to Fujii Itsuki in a voice not much louder than a mosquito: "Dog...dog Xiujinsa!"

After shouting this, Matsumoto Arina's originally pale face turned red, and she shamelessly pulled Fujii Itsuki towards the elevator like a thief.

Although the sound was small, it still reached the ears of several people in the empty hall.

At the front desk of the Ochanomizu Residential Building, the two receptionists looked at each other tacitly.

"What did Miss Matsumoto say to that handsome guy just now?"

"It seems so..." Another receptionist said in an incredulous tone: "Dog Xiu Jinsa?!"

"So, we are also part of their play?"

“…Rich people really know how to have fun!”

"Shh-"

……

Taking the residents' elevator up to the sixteenth floor, Fujii Itsuki was pulled by Matsumoto Arina from the entrance all the way to his bedroom.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Matsumoto Arina who closed the door tightly, Fujii Itsuki's eyelids jumped.

"I was just closing the door..." The blush on Matsumoto Arina's pretty face had not faded, and she raised her head and glanced at Fujii Itsuki.

A man and a woman are alone in a room, she should be the one who is scared!

"Why is this bastard so alert?"

Now that she had pulled Fujii Itsuki back, Matsumoto Arina went straight to the point. She walked to the Bösendorfer piano in the corner of the room and raised her hand to lift the piano cloth.

With the morning light shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony, Matsumoto Arina lifted up the piano cover, sat upright in front of the piano, and gently tapped the black and white keys a few times with her slender fingers.

"Dorimi——"

After a simple test of the sound, she turned her head and glanced at Fujii Itsuki standing behind her. Her eyes were filled with expectation, and she said straight to the point: "Fujii Itsuki, can you play the song you played last time again?"

"It's the song that was only played halfway and interrupted by Xiao Lai."

"The song from last time?"

Hearing what Matsumoto Arina said, Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows slightly.

"…You called me over here so early in the morning just to play the piano?"

"What's the reason?"

"The reason is..." Matsumoto Arina paused, not wanting to reveal her true intentions so quickly, and instead made up a story: "The reason is that I don't accept it!"

"You can crush me easily in other fields, but not in piano!"

"I started learning piano at the age of 5, and at the age of 16, I made it to the top eight in the Hamamatsu International Piano Competition for the first time!"

"You're actually humiliating me with an unfinished song?"

Matsumoto Arina frowned and put on the appearance of a proud and stubborn musical genius, but in fact she was indeed a little unconvinced in her heart.

She has received the best piano education since she was a child, and is considered a gifted genius by her music teachers.

There's no reason to be worse than Fujii Itsuki, an unknown lower-middle-class commoner.

"So, Ms. Arina wants to prove herself by defeating me?"

Fujii Itsuki frowned and looked at Matsumoto Arina as if she were a fool.

“Is this a kindergarten play?”

After thinking for a few seconds, he uttered two words lightly: "...childish."

"If you want to win, then you can win. I don't care."

Having said that, Fujii Itsuki turned and walked towards the bedroom door without any hesitation.

"Hey, wait, wait!"

Seeing that the provocation method was ineffective, Matsumoto Arina had to come up with an excuse temporarily. She stood up and blurted out to Fujii Itsuki's back: "Actually... Xiaocai wanted to hear Gou Xiu Jinsama play the piano!"

"Um?!

As if he was hallucinating, Fujii Itsuki glanced in the direction of Matsumoto Arina following the sound.

"This guy is addicted to being a maid, right?"

"What did you say?"

"I..." The blush on Matsumoto Arina's pretty face had not completely faded away yet, but it climbed up to her ears again, and even her neck was dyed with a thin layer of pink.

Thinking about the bottom line she had just set in the lobby on the first floor, she risked her dignity and said to Fujii Itsuki in a tender voice, "I said I want to hear the master play the piano!"

"Please, please, Xiaocai is really curious about what the complete song sounds like!"

"Master, please fulfill Xiaocai's wish!"

She crossed her two delicate white hands in front of her belly and stood upright and elegantly. If she had put on that classical black and white dress, she would have been a perfectly qualified maid.

Fujii Itsuki even suspected that if he refused again, this arrogant and mean rich girl would instantly turn into a clingy pet cat, rushing over to hug his arms and act coquettishly.

"Nothing's wrong with Fujii Itsuki, but is there something wrong with Inu Shukin?"

"It's just a song, is it necessary to make such a huge sacrifice?"

Fujii Itsuki was cautious and did not respond to Matsumoto Arina's words, but still walked step by step to the Bösendorfer piano.

"Dorimi——"

Sitting on the piano stool, Fujii Itsuki gently stroked the black and white keys with his hands and tried out the notes casually.

Even though he hasn't played for more than half a month, his touch is still in the best condition.

Matsumoto Yuina held her breath and concentrated, as if she was expecting something, the boy's handsome face was reflected in her beautiful eyes.

“Ding ding dong dong——”

The Bösendorfer piano emits waves of melodious music.

Fujii Itsuki's face was calm, and he played the beautiful notes effortlessly at his fingertips.

The water flows in the mountains and the clear springs make a sound.

The music is sometimes calm, sometimes exciting, sometimes cheerful, and sometimes sad.

It was the song that Arina Matsumoto didn’t finish listening to last time!

"Drip, drip—"

Accompanied by the sound of continuous rain outside the window, the cheerful music hides sadness. The sadness of Matsumoto Arina in the past few days is gradually soothed by the music, and the last trace of worry in her heart finally disappears completely!

I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, and when I turned around, he was standing in the dim light!

Although such a high-quality song is not suitable for lyrics, it is enough to prove Fujii Itsuki's talent in music!

Coupled with his nice voice and handsome face that appeals to all women between the ages of 6 and 60, it is no exaggeration to call him the women's idol and the national husband!

If he had enough resources, not to mention easily crushing the third-tier artist Kaneda Teru, even replicating Kimura Takuya's achievements and becoming the dream lover of all Japanese girls would not be impossible!

"The national idol!"

Back then, Johnny's Office relied on Kimura Takuya as a cash cow to establish its leading position in the industry, and monopolized the male idol market in Japan for nearly 30 years.

To put it simply, it means covering the sky with one hand!

The more she looked forward to it, the more excited Matsumoto Arina felt.

What if with luck Fujii Itsuki becomes an overnight sensation? Wouldn't she then lead the agency to even higher heights than before?

Pursing her pink lips, Matsumoto Arina, as the president, did not get impatient, but forced herself to suppress the expectations in her heart.

With the previous experience of Jin Tianhui, she will not make the same careless mistake again and let her secretary keep an eye on it for her.

This time, Matsumoto Arina has to tie Fujii Itsuki tightly in her own hands!

However, the first step to make Fujii Itsuki a national idol is to get Fujii Itsuki to agree to sign a contract with her and debut as an artist under Matsumoto Agency!

“Ding ding dong dong——”

The song ended, and the lingering sound lingered.

Fujii Itsuki released the pedal under the Bösendorfer piano and turned to glance at Matsumoto Arina, who was standing beside him, as obedient as a medieval maid.

"I'm done playing..." he said lightly.

"Gou Xiu Jinsa, what's the name of this song?" Looking at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face, Matsumoto Arina asked curiously.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Fujii Itsuki seemed to have guessed something and chuckled to Matsumoto Arina.

"Uh..." Matsumoto Arina's expression froze.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?!"

"After signing the contract, if I don't squeeze you till there's nothing left, I won't be called Matsumoto Arina!"

"Xiao Cai is more curious!"

She hid her anger deep in her heart. Before signing the contract to sell herself, she was Fujii Itsuki's personal maid who would not fight back or retaliate even if she was beaten or scolded.

After the contract is signed!

“Hehe—”

If the positions were reversed, the black-hearted capitalists would have plenty of ways to exploit people!

"Dog Xiujinsa..."

"Have you ever thought about publishing this song so that more people can hear it and make some extra money?"

Matsumoto Arina narrowed her eyes and suggested softly to Fujii Itsuki.

This "thinking about you" look is exactly the same as that of the wealthy woman Matsumoto Yuriko, and Fujii Itsuki has seen it more than once.

He didn't answer immediately, subconsciously recalling the line sent by Xiao Lai.

【put all one's eggs in one basket.】

【Spend 200 million yen to train an artist. 】

"Do you want to spend money to buy the song?"

Then, he remembered what Xiao Lai said next.