Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Neither can I," he admitted bluntly.

"You..." Matsumoto Arina gritted her teeth.

"Don't worry, there are dishes."

Fujii Itsuki said soothingly.

"Leave professional matters to professionals. As long as there is a good script, why worry about not being able to recruit good directors and good actors?"

"…What about the script?"

“I haven’t written it yet.”

Matsumoto Arina: “…”

Even a willful lady like Miss Matsumoto needs to plan ahead before she dares to perform at the Red and White Song Contest. However, Fujii Itsuki didn't even have a script yet, but she was planning to go head-to-head with KB Agency.

"Boom-"

A surge of anger suddenly rose up in her heart, and Matsumoto Arina stomped her feet hard.

"never mind!"

She got angry for a moment, and inexplicably thought of Ogihara Saki's gentle and beautiful face, and remembered what he said: I will unconditionally support him in work, trust him, and will not be a burden to him.

Matsumoto Arina held her forehead with her hand, her eyes wandering, and she said helplessly: "It's up to you..."

"I trust you unconditionally, since you own half of the shares."

"Hmm?" Hearing these words that showed great trust, Fujii Itsuki looked at her with a little surprise.

"Youcai, when did you become so easy to talk to?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will bankrupt Matsumoto Office?"

"If we lose everything, then we lose everything..."

The air was cold in the narrow corridor.

Their eyes met, and the pair of eyes as bright as autumn water looked over, and Matsumoto Yuina's tone was sincere, as if she was confessing her love.

“It was going to close down anyway.”

"At worst, I can help you make a comeback, and I'll make back as much as you lost!"

“…Are you kidding me?”

The girl's words, which were hard to tell whether true or false, echoed in the corridor, and Fujii Itsuki's eyes froze instantly.

Is this still the same Miss Matsumoto who made peace with him in order to save the Matsumoto office and even gave him 50% of her shares?

"No matter where you learned it..."

Touching Matsumoto Yuina's pink lips with his hand, Fujii Itsuki slowed down his tone and said, "It's rare to hear a human word from you."

"Let's not talk about the Red and White Song Festival for now."

"Don't worry, I'll figure out the script."

Having said that, Fujii Itsuki turned and left the corridor, striding towards the backstage door of the performance hall.

"This guy..." Matsumoto Arina couldn't help but feel secretly happy as she rarely felt tenderness from Fujii Itsuki.

"It seems that Saki-chan's method is very useful!"

"that is……"

"I've entrusted my office and my future to you, so at least give me a kiss and give me a taste of something sweet!"

With a hint of sweetness and a little greed, Matsumoto Arina stretched out her slender thighs under her purple dress and quickly caught up.

……

……

【Ding! 】

[Successfully launched an evil attack on Matsumoto Arina! 】

[Reward: 100000 yen in cash! ]

[Reward: 5 evil points! ]

【Ding! 】

【Character: Arina Matsumoto】

[Attribute: Evil Miss]

[Evil Progress: 70%]

……

……

"Om-"

The Red and White Songs War was over. A white Porsche Panamera braved the heavy snow and drove through the busy streets of Tokyo in the early morning, from Akasaka in Minato Ward all the way to Minami-Senju.

The car slowed down and stopped steadily in front of Fujii's house. Fujii Itsuki looked back at the girl with delicate and cold features sitting in the back seat.

"We're here, Rin."

"I'm going to sleep at Saki's house for the next few days and I won't be going back."

"Hmm..." Qingshui Rin nodded slightly, not intending to say anything more.

After all, she had just charged her battery not long ago, so the battery power was definitely more than that of that little brat Ai Yi.

"Bye, Shimizu..." Ogiwara Saki waved her slender hand. After the Red and White Song Contest, she changed to a more intimate name.

"Bye, be careful on the road."

"boom--"

After saying hello, Shimizu Rin got out of the car, closed the door, and walked quickly towards Fujii's house in the wind and snow.

……

In the living room separated by a door.

At one o'clock in the morning, a petite girl with twin ponytails was dozing off on the sofa. When she heard the roar of an engine outside, she suddenly woke up as if she had a nightmare.

"Oune-chan is back?!"

She quickly stood up and walked to the balcony in her slippers.

Looking through the glass window, as expected, in the night, a tall girl walked towards me.

“Oune-chan——!”

"Hmph, Ai finally waited for you!"

"Wow—"

Shimizu Ai gritted her teeth, opened the balcony window, and found the big snowball she had made in the snow.

……

"Click——"

He took out the key and unlocked the door. The light in the living room was on. Shimizu Rin was standing at the entrance and was about to change her shoes when a childish and cute little face suddenly came into his sight.

"Oune-chan, you're back!"

The girl put her hands behind her back, a cute and harmless smile on her face, and walked slowly towards her step by step.

"Happy New Year--!"

Along with the girl's cry, a huge snowball hit Qingshui Rin's chest directly.

"puff--"

This pre-planned attack hit the target accurately, and there was no time to react. It exploded like a white firework in front of Qingshui Rin's chest.

"slightly--"

Shimizu Ai jumped up and sneered on the spot, with her two white and tender middle fingers raised high.

"Miscellaneous fish, Ona-chan~"

"The Red and White Song Contest that still loves clothes!"

As she spoke, she retreated to the stairs cautiously. If Qingshui Lin chased after her, she would immediately run back to her room and lock the door.

This series of plans was seamless, thorough and complete, and Shimizu Ai practiced it at home for a long time.

Unexpectedly, her cold-faced One-chan did not show any displeasure, and did not even shake off the snow on her body. Instead, she silently took out a copy of Fukuzawa Yukichi from her pocket and slowly handed it in her direction.

"Happy New Year, Ai."

"This is a red envelope for you."

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Chapter 367 Screenwriter (Thanks to "Hua Binglin" and "Hanasaka Kazuto" for their certification!)

"ah?!"

"New Year Nianyu?"

Looking at the 10,000 yen bill handed to her by her sister, Shimizu Ai was stunned and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"Oune-chan, I..."

The expected scene of the sister getting angry and embarrassed after being hit by the snowball did not happen. Instead, she put aside her past grudges and gave herself 10,000 yen as a New Year's money.

Shimizu Ai avoided his gaze, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

She lowered her little face, twisted her two white and tender fingers together, and her twin ponytails, which had stood up due to excitement, drooped slightly.

"Look...for the sake of the red envelope, Ai will reluctantly forgive Ona-chan this time..." She said with a little tsundere.

"Don't backstab Ai next time!"

As she spoke, Shimizu Ai let down her guard, slowly walked over from the stairs, and took the Fukuzawa Yukichi note.

However, at the moment when the money changed hands, the situation suddenly changed!

In just one second, Shimizu Ai's small ear was grabbed quickly, accurately and steadily by a slender white hand.

"You've grown wings, and you dare to attack me with snowballs?"

Before she could even warm up the money, Shimizu Ai fell directly into the trap set by her sister.

At the same time, Qing Shuilin exerted slight force with her slender hands.

"Why--!"

"it hurts!"

Qingshui Ai's eyelids twitched, and she cried and protested: "It's not fair..."

"Oune-chan was the one who deceived Ai first!"

"Really?" Qing Shui Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "I never forced you to stay at home."

"You...you deceived Ai's feelings. You have no heart!"

"Ah--"

"Compared to a brat like you who betrayed your own sister, I am already quite merciful."

Without further ado, Qing Shui Lin gave his sister a taste of her own medicine. He squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and poured it directly into the collar of his sister's neck.

"hiss--"

The icy cool feeling started from the neck, passed through the back, and penetrated into the heart unimpeded. Shimizu Ai subconsciously took a breath of cool air, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly became clearer.

"Woooooooo..."

"I'm sorry, Onnae-chan."

He couldn't argue with her and was caught in a sneak attack.