I interpret life in Tokyo

They turned their heads to look at the same time, and it was Maiwa Sakurajima who came in through the door. . .A girl dressed like a Middle Eastern bandit.

"Senior Sakakibara, the singing voice is really nice."

After greeting Yuma Miura, Mai Sakurajima turned around and smiled at the boy.

"I thought my voice would be a bit uncomfortable after I haven't sung for a long time." The boy rubbed his throat.

Mai Sakurajima held two bottles of water, and handed one to Miura Yuuma, and the other to Sakakibara Kaede.

Both thanked and took the swig.

"I didn't expect that the trumpet I paid attention to was the trumpet of the senior."

"What are you talking about?" The boy heard Mai Sakurajima's resentful thoughts, tried to recall the identity of the little milk dog in the previous audition, cleared his throat and asked in doubt.

"Yesterday, you reposted a new game update from galgame, reposted [-] pictures of the artist, and reposted [-] links to asmr." Mai Sakurajima put her hands on her hips, and her voice suddenly became louder, "Senior Sakakibara, frankly Strictly resist and be strict, give me an honest account!"

"Uh... this..."

Kaede Sakakibara gasped, and the cold sweat like a waterfall on his back soaked his clothes.

how come!

Seeing this, Miura Yuma tried to smooth things over, "Well, Sakurajima-san, who is this girl dressed like a detective?"

Mai Sakurajima said an idiom to the boy, meaning I will listen to your explanation later, and then let Maki Nishikino out.

"Well, Nishikino-san, this is my friend and colleague Sakakibara Feng-san, and Miura-san in the music area."

Nishino Maki slowly took off her equipment.

"Two, this is Maki Nishikino, a member of Muse, and will join STARS as a musician in the future."

The boy blushed, quickly took out the oil-based pen and notebook from his pocket, and handed them to Nishikino Maki.

"Nishimino-san, I, I am your three-year-old fan. Your singing voice is like an angel singing, your smile is like a flower blooming, and your face is like a fish falling into a wild goose—can you give me an autograph?"

The boy's three straight compliments made Maki Nishikino's cheeks pink.

"What, the meaning is unknown!"

Chapter 36 Stag beetles in the sunset

Although Nishikino Maki didn't seem to be very pleased with Sakakibara Kaede's straightforward praise, and her attitude was not very good, her cheeks were pink.

But she still gave her three-year-old fan an autograph, which moved the boy holding the book.

Miura Yuma nodded and bowed, asking for two autographs, one for himself and one for his younger sister Yumiko.

Mai Sakurajima saw the unknown side of the boy, she was angry and funny at the same time, when Kaede Sakakibara handed the book to her, she raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

"What is this, Sakakibara-sama?"

"Yeah... I have worked with Sakurajima-senpai for so long, but I didn't collect Sakurajima-senpai's signature. I really deserve to die." He smiled and handed out the book. Inside the book, there was only the lonely name of Nishikino Maki. "I'm going to write down the names of all the actors who have acted in this book, what do Sakurajima-senpai think?"

Mai Sakurajima smiled slightly, and she picked up the pen, "Hey, although it's not the first time for Sakakibara, it's a pity."

Sakakibara Kaede scratched the side of his face lightly, and said speechlessly, "What are you talking about? It's the first time I played against each other, the first time I was beaten violently in the scene, and the first time I was injured in the sideshow. Isn't it all Sakurajima-senpai?" ?”

"Hey, I said the wrong thing."

With a smile, Mai Sakurajima signed her name on the most obvious top of the first page of the book, and finally drew a small tick at the end of the name.

Ticks and gestures constitute a love heart.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she couldn't help pouting when she saw the boy looking at Maki Nishikino with admiration.

"Here, return it to you."

The boy took the notebook and sat aside, Mai Sakurajima stepped forward and sat beside him.

The two watched for a while Miura Yuma was about to cry when he got the signature, and even called his sister Miura Yuiko on the spot. The boy couldn't help complaining: "Hey, it's time for class now."

"Did Sakakibara-san receive any new auditions recently?"

"No, Iida-san is looking for good seedlings in the training institutions every day." The boy automatically filtered out the group performances of several youth drama high school students that Iida Gui found for him. Acura youth, enjoy youth.

To be honest, just pure youth dramas can no longer attract Kaede Sakakibara.

It's the same for Sakurajima Mai.

"When will it be time for me to choose the script..." Kaede Sakakibara sighed, if he wanted to choose the script for acting, he had to become a real big-name actor.

"Did Sakakibara look at the script? I look at the characters." Mai Sakurajima said.

After a brief exchange, the two got up and walked towards Nishikino Maki. They saw each other every day on the set, and they never missed a moment to talk.

"Can I call you Xikino-san from now on?"

Kaede Sakakibara said in a business-like manner, and he stretched out his hand, "I'm very interested in Nishikino-san's piano accomplishments, and hope to have more exchanges in music in the future."

"Yes, Sakakibara-san."

Resisting the words that I don't want to have music exchanges with strangers, Maki Nishikino knows that the workplace is different from that in the academy, and after all, politeness is the main thing.

She shook hands with the boy coldly, then looked at Mai Sakurajima.

The latter waved to Sakakibara Kaede and Miura Yuma, and left the music room with Nishikino Maki.

The first aspect of human interaction is usually a fake. The boy himself said this. He watched Mai Sakurajima cast a provocative gaze at him, and then retracted his gaze.

"How does it feel to be real?"

"I have no regrets in my life, even if I was hit by a truck tonight, I have no regrets." Miura Yuma said movedly, he carefully put his signature into the backpack, shrugged at the boy, "return When it comes to the topic just now, I think you are really suitable to be a singer."

"Who knows, my current life is already busy enough." Kaede Sakakibara was noncommittal, "I'll ask Iida-san when I'm free in autumn."

Yuma Miura nodded, "When it comes to singing, I know a little bit about arranging."

"Well...let's talk about it later." He flicked the drum stick.

He wanted to sing, to sing his mood, to sing the meaning of the words.

How wonderful it would be if everyone in the world could shine, as he had said and thought.

Until he left the music room, the boy was still plucking the strings of the guitar subconsciously.

He hesitated, whether to sing the songs he had heard and liked.

But Kaede Sakakibara was relieved immediately, and it would be good to infect more people with singing before disappearing in this world.

In the TV series, he used his acting skills to let the audience know that they should seize the time, enjoy their youth, study hard, and finally one day they will shine.

In singing, he wanted to tell the same story to his listeners.

"Ah~ Senior Sakakibara, are you waiting for me?"

Mai Sakurajima patted the boy on the shoulder behind him, and the latter nodded back, facing the rushing traffic, stretched his waist, embracing the laziness of summer.

"As usual, I'll take you to the station."

"Hee hee, please, Mr. Bodyguard."

Facing the gradually orange-red sky, a man and a woman walked side by side, strolling among the crowd, strolling in a corner of the busy city.

"The filming time is too long. How is the school?" Sakakibara Kaede said as if he was someone who had been there, looking for a topic, and his tone sounded like the elder of Mai Sakurajima.

Mai Sakurajima nodded, "Every afternoon, I will take Mr. Hiratsuka's improvement class. I just need to memorize the subjects of liberal arts. Although the subjects of sociology have some problems, they are not the hardest-hit areas."

"You send the wrong questions from the society tonight, and I'll help you take a look."

"Eh... But, isn't Sakakibara-senpai going to help Enka-chan make up lessons?"

"It's not like making up for one night. I'll correct the wrong questions for you before going to bed."

Mai Sakurajima took a few steps forward, turned around, and turned her back to the train station.

Her indigo eyes stared directly at Azure, and said softly, "Senior Sakakibara, about the private number..."

Kaede Sakakibara stood up straight, cleared his throat, and replied in the tone of the announcer: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off—"

"It doesn't belong, where does Sakakibara-senpai not belong?" Mai Sakurajima tightly grasped the boy's gaze, not ready to let him escape, "Doesn't it belong to an actor? Or doesn't it belong to the showbiz? Or doesn't it belong to Tokyo?"

"Senior Sakakibara's acting skills are obvious to all other actors. No matter what role Sakakibara-senpai is in, he can play his essence."

As if she wanted to say everything in one breath, Mai Sakurajima said quickly, without pausing, "Sakakibara-senpai is very popular in the crew, has friends everywhere, now has tens of thousands of fans, and Twitter is also very popular. "

"If you're not familiar with life in a big city, then you might as well move back to Chiba. I'll ask my manager to send you to school every day."

As the train passed by, a gust of wind blew up Mai Sakurajima's jet-black and beautiful hair like black crystal, and a strand of it blew on the boy's face.

a little itchy.

She has already seen through the boy's loneliness, the silence under his gentle surface, and the essence of his daily life with a smile on his face.

He has no family, so he is very uneasy.

Kaede Sakakibara let out a breath, "I don't belong, I don't belong... It's just a complaint from the second year of middle school. I didn't care much about the name of the private account, but I heard from Sakurajima-san, so I will change it in the future. .”

Mai Sakurajima looked disbelieving, "The problem is not the name, but the sense of belonging I just mentioned."

"I'm full now. I live such a peaceful and stable daily life. I feel alive." The boy said, "There are many people in the world who want to leave their mark on this world, and I happen to be one of them. one."

"Senior Sakakibara~ You have already left your own color." Mai Sakurajima smiled lightly.

"Yeah—" There was no lack of satisfaction in the boy's words.

"But it's not enough!" Mai Sakurajima raised her voice, with a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, "Sakakibara-senpai, are you satisfied after only playing a few roles? Not enough, you haven't become the most famous actor in the entertainment industry yet ah."

"Give you a small goal, how about surpassing me in the number of fans?"

Mai Sakurajima has a six-figure fan base. She wanted to surpass the child star when she debuted. The boy thought about it, "Can I buy some zombie fans?"

"Cheating is prohibited." Mai Sakurajima compared a big fork.

The train came again, the boy looked at the time and said, "If it's any later, it will be dark when you arrive."

"Got it, I'm going home, see you tomorrow!"

"Well, it's smooth sailing."

Kaede Sakakibara said silently for the last time, and a thank you was blown into Mai Sakurajima's ears with the wind. She looked back and saw the boy still standing where she was, and waved to him when she turned her head.

"Really..." Sakurajima Mai whispered to herself softly, she put on a mask and glasses, waved her hand and walked into the evening crowd.

Seeing the disappearance of Mai Sakurajima, the boy yawned and walked in the opposite direction. His steps were big, with a kind of stability and a kind of indomitableness.

He has long been recognized, but he is still worried that all of this will disappear one day like a mirror image.

But now, he felt that he was alive, that the world was really alive.

Perhaps the term "alive" is not appropriate.

Being alive is a sign of the objective existence of organisms, and living is also the instinct of organisms.

Compared to alive, Sakakibara Kaede thinks that the word existence is more suitable for him.

Philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre once said, "Existence precedes essence", and there is no innate morality or soul except human beings themselves, both morality and soul are created by human beings in their existence.

When evaluating a person, evaluate his behavior, not his identity, because the essence of a person is defined through behavior.

"A man is the sum of his actions."

He was walking alone, and when he looked back at this moment, what he could see was "Sunflower" and "Scenery of Wheat Field" painted by Vincent van Gogh, which were reassuring orange.

May has come.

The cherry blossoms in Tokyo have withered, but it is the season of cherry blossoms in Hokkaido.

Busy with movies, stop and go, busy running around, but this time I didn't even have a chance to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

Looking at the electronics store on both sides of the streets of Akihabara, the boy stopped and watched for a long time, looking at the game consoles lined up on the counter, he was a little eager to move.

"Just relax."

Moments later, with shopping bags from the store in hand, the boy stepped out the door amidst thanks for coming.

In his hands are Nintendo's latest game console and a Monster Hunter game card.

Positioning his behavior as the first step to enjoying life, the boy took the bag and got on the subway back to Bunkyo District.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to take the game console to make up lessons. After returning home and storing the treasures, the boy took out the lunch box that he ate at noon today from his backpack, and rinsed it with hot water.

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