Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

She was like a cat with its neck pinched, having lost all means of resistance, so she could only bow her head and admit her mistake.

"Ai Yi, if you want to fake your surrender and attack me again..."

Qing Shuilin's eyes became colder and colder, and he warned in a cold voice: "I promise to make you have an unforgettable New Year memory!"

"whispering sound--"

"Who are you trying to scare? It's not like Ai wasn't beaten up by Ona-chan when she was a child."

She rolled her eyes in her heart, and said obediently on her face, "I know, Ona-chan."

"By the way, where are Onii-chan and Saki-nee?"

The force that was grabbing the ear faded, and then the voice of her sister Shimizu Rin was heard again.

"I went to sleep at Ogiwara's house. I don't think he'll be back for a few days."

"Ah, you're not coming back?"

"Well, don't look so aggrieved. Keep the New Year's money. I also brought you an extra New Year's gift."

After changing into light blue cotton slippers and stuffing the shoes she took off into the shoe cabinet, Qing Shui Lin unzipped her handbag while speaking.

"Hey, New Year's gift?"

Rubbing her red little ears, Shimizu Ai's clear big eyes showed a hint of anticipation. She not only received lucky money but also received gifts, so for a moment she didn't have so many complaints about her dear One-chan.

"Yes, and I worked hard and lost face to get it for you."

She took out a palm-sized piece of paper from her handbag and put it into her sister Shimizu Ai's hand without even looking at it.

"I've put it away. It's better to go back to the room and look at it..." After saying this, she walked up the stairs in her cotton slippers.

"What on earth is this?"

This series of words only aroused Shimizu Ai's curiosity even more. She ignored her sister's reminder and directly spread out the crumpled piece of paper.

The content was simple, a signature handwritten in pen with only four words - Matsumoto Yuina.

"That's the name of that vixen!"

"hateful!"

"Crunch--" Shimizu Ai's teeth crunched and she clenched the signature in her hand.

"Are you making fun of Ai? Even that vixen is here?"

In a fit of anger, she grabbed the signature paper with both hands and tried to tear it in half.

"never mind……"

"I'll sell it to Ono-chan later."

At the critical moment, Shimizu Ai's anger gradually subsided. With the idea of "making good use of waste", she put the signature into her pocket with a look of disgust.

……

……

Adachi-ku, Kita-Senju.

"Buzz-"

The white Porsche left two neat rows of wheel marks in the snow, then slowly slowed down and stopped in the garage of the Ogiwara family's house.

"Click——"

The car door opened, and Fujii Itsuki and Ogiwara Saki got out of the car, one on the left and one on the right, took out their keys and walked into the Ogiwara house.

The light in the living room was dim, with only the LCD TV emitting a flickering light.

It was a little after one in the morning. Ayako Ogiwara was lying on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, watching the TV program intently.

"Rust—"

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, she sat up and looked in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, it was her daughter who came back with that brat.

"pat-"

Turning on the chandelier above the living room, the incandescent light instantly illuminated the entire room, and Ogihara Saki immediately saw her mother Ogihara Ayako sitting on the sofa.

"Hey, Mom?" she asked subconsciously.

"It's so late, are you still awake?"

"Woo——"

Covering her mouth with her slender hands, she yawned loudly, and a trace of fatigue appeared on Ogihara Ayako's charming and mature face. She glanced at Ogihara Saki and Fujii Itsuki respectively.

"Saki, how can mommy sleep when you're not back yet?"

"Good evening, Aunt Ayako." Bending down and taking out the only pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet, Fujii Itsuki whispered hello to Ayako Ogiwara who was sitting on the sofa.

"And, Happy New Year." He added another blessing.

"Well, Happy New Year, Xiaoshu." Ayako Ogiwara replied perfunctorily.

"I was actually quite happy..."

She spat at someone in her heart in annoyance, and looked at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face with a hidden gaze.

Knew it……

This face is only suitable to appear on TV, kept at a certain distance. It would make her feel uncomfortable if it appeared at home.

Lifting her long wavy hair that fell by her ears, Ayako Ogihara stood up from the sofa and said to her daughter Ogihara Saki, "You must be hungry, Saki."

"Remember to heat up the food on the table before eating. Mom is going to bed first."

As she spoke, she waved her slender hand, leaving a graceful back view for the two of them, and slowly walked into the master bedroom of the Ogiwara house.

……

Although they had already had dinner when they set out at around five in the afternoon, it was now past one in the morning, an eight-hour interval. Ogiwara Saki was fine, but Fujii Itsuki was already starving.

"call--"

In the kitchen, the range hood is making noises.

Because it is a single-family building, there is no need to worry about disturbing the neighbors in the middle of the night.

Heat the pan and add cold oil, turn on the fire to cook, use the microwave and stove at the same time, the young couple Fujii Itsuki and Ogihara Saki put on canvas aprons, worked on both sides with clear division of labor, and cooked a New Year's Eve dinner for just the two of them.

After having a good meal and washing the dishes, the two returned to Ogihara Saki's room.

"I can finally sleep..."

After running around until late at night, Fujii Itsuki lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest like a robot that had run out of battery.

"I'm sleepy too."

She covered her mouth and yawned, her pure and gentle face looking a little tired, but she still closed the door, walked over to draw the curtains, picked up the remote control and turned on the wall-mounted air conditioner in the bedroom.

After doing all this, she followed Fujii Itsuki's example and lay down next to him exhaustedly without taking off her coat.

"Tsuki..." With her face turned sideways, Ogiwara Saki's eyes were gentle. She stretched out a white and slightly cool hand and gently stroked Fujii Itsuki's cheek with her eyes closed.

"What's wrong, Saki?" Fujii Itsuki replied softly, as if murmuring after falling asleep.

"Should we talk to the tree?"

Ogihara Saki suddenly felt a little hesitant, but she finally spoke slowly: "The two uncles and aunts who I met backstage at the performance hall seemed to have great ill will towards you and Ms. Matsumoto."

Her voice was light and soft, as if she was whispering in someone's ear, with a hint of barely perceptible worry.

"Tree, is there anything I can help with?"

"I don't want the tree to bear all the responsibilities alone..."

Hearing her words, Fujii Itsuki opened his closed eyes immediately. He never thought that Saki would actually bring up this matter.

"don’t worry……"

Raising his hand, Fujii Itsuki stroked the girl's delicate face with his warm palm.

He gently put his arms around the girl's slender waist and held her light and soft body in his arms.

"Saki, it's not a big deal. There's already a solution."

Matsumoto Entertainment Agency has long since overcome its financial crisis, and the business income from Matsumoto Yuina alone is enough to support the company's success in both the music and film and television industries.

As long as the money is in place, the director and actors will no longer be a problem.

In particular, Fujii Itsuki is determined to help Matsumoto Entertainment Agency train its own team of directors and producers from scratch.

Therefore, he may boldly use some new directors, new actors, etc., so that the cost will be lower. If they perform well, they will be signed directly under the name of Matsumoto Agency.

I would like to criticize a certain rich lady named "Matsumoto Arina" here. She is a person with a different surname and she is so worried and devoted to the agency, but she keeps doing the big things again and again, as if she is afraid that she can't bring down Matsumoto Agency!

If Fujii Itsuki didn't know Matsumoto Arina inside and out, he would have sincerely suspected that she, as the president, was the biggest undercover agent in the agency!

It was New Year's Day, and Ogihara Saki and Shimizu Rin were present, so he didn't want to have a big argument with Matsumoto Arina about company matters.

But after the New Year holiday, this guy must be taught a lesson and made to pay the price!

This is also the reason why Fujii Itsuki had to ask for 50% of the shares. If he and Matsumoto Arina become incompatible in the future, or even break up, he can just split up and leave.

"Well, as long as there is a way..." Ogihara Saki showed a gentle smile on her pretty face, buried her head in Fujii Itsuki's chest, her eyes flickering slightly.

"Next time you have troubles, remember to share them with me."

"Shu, you are never alone..."

"That's right, Saki."

Sniffing the light floral scent of shampoo emanating from the girl's hair, Fujii Itsuki seemed to suddenly remember something, and lowered his head to ask Ogihara Saki: "...Didn't you consider becoming a teacher or screenwriter after graduation?"

"How about becoming the first screenwriter to join our company?"

"Ah, the screenwriter?!"

Ogihara Saki's gentle face rarely lost its expression control. Why did he bring up this out of the blue?

"This……"

"Not so good, right?"

It’s not that she doesn’t want to be a screenwriter, but she is worried that Fujii Itsuki will be accused of nepotism, which will affect his reputation.

In fact, Matsumoto Entertainment Agency was originally a family business of the Matsumoto family, maintained by blood ties. Even the current president, Matsumoto Arina, was temporarily parachuted in.

"Don't worry, Saki." Fujii Itsuki continued to persuade.

"It's just a part-time job. It won't interfere with your preparation for the teacher qualification exam. Just submit the manuscript on time when the date comes. You don't even need to go to the company."

"Shu, that's not what I meant..." Ogihara Saki hesitated to speak.

"Please, Saki." Fujii Itsuki begged.

"Please help me, I really can't do it without you!"

"I..." Ogihara Saki had never seen her boyfriend ask her for help so eagerly, and she immediately agreed with a rosy face as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

"Uh-huh!"

"it is good!"

When the passion faded, Ogiwara Saki's aura disappeared, and her gentle and pretty face gradually became a little embarrassed.

"Um, tree..."

"I still don't know what type of script your company needs?"

She asked cautiously, "Young love?"

"I want it now!"

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, frowned her beautiful brows, and began to think hard.

"Pfft-"

Fujii Itsuki also rarely saw his girlfriend being so cute, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Don't be anxious, Saki, go to sleep first." He gently pinched the fair and smooth chin of the girl in his arms.

"Actually, I already have a rough script in mind, but I need your literary polish."

"Some of these small details also need your help to consider and perfect."