Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

He gently rubbed his temples to relieve the fatigue from reading for so long.

Then, he picked up the coffee cup on the table and took another sip of the now slightly cold coffee.

The phone on the desk suddenly rang, breaking the silence of the room.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was his friend Zhaoyang's name. A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. He pressed the answer button and held the phone close to his ear.

"Kitahara, Robben's concert starts tomorrow. How's it going on your end?"

Zhao Yang's voice was filled with excitement and anticipation, as if it could penetrate the telephone line and directly affect Kitahara Makoto.

Kitahara Shin smiled slightly and replied:

"I just finished dealing with some urgent matters at the company and was about to take a break."

His words revealed a hint of apology, after all, they had already agreed to go to Robben's concert together.

"So, have you started your journey yet?"

Zhao Yang was clearly a little anxious, after all, they were all looking forward to this musical extravaganza.

"Not yet, but don't worry, I've already made arrangements."

Kitahara Makoto said calmly,

"I'll book my flight later and go there. I should be able to make it to Wang Zhao Zhao's concert tomorrow."

"That's good. I was worried you'd miss it."

Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, his tone full of satisfaction.

"I've arrived in Nanjing. The atmosphere here is amazing, I'm sure you'll love it. Remember to send me a message after you book your flight so I can pick you up."

"Don't worry, Zhaoyang, I'll take care of Yu as soon as possible."

Before hanging up the phone, Kitahara Makoto didn't forget to send his friend a warm word of encouragement, "See you at the concert!"

Chapter 518 Booking Tonight's Plane Tickets

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Makoto gently put down his phone, turned his gaze to the door, and then pressed the intercom button on the table, his voice gentle yet firm:

"Li Hua, come here for a moment."

A moment later, soft footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a knock.

Two short, firm knocks sounded. Kitahara Makoto nodded, indicating that she could come in.

The door slowly opened, and Li Hua, dressed in business attire, walked steadily into the office with her usual professional smile on her face.

"Mr. Bei, you wanted to see me?"

Li Hua's voice was clear and concise, and her eyes revealed her focus on her work.

Kitahara Makoto stood up, walked to his desk, turned around, and his eyes revealed a gentle yet undeniable determination.

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"Li Hua, I need you to book two plane tickets for me tonight to Nanjing, the sooner the better."

As he spoke, he took a business card from the drawer and handed it to Li Hua.

"This is their contact information; you may need to confirm the specific flight information."

Li Hua took the business card, quickly glanced at it, and then nodded in agreement:

"Understood, Mr. Bei. I will arrange it immediately to ensure that the most suitable flight is booked."

"in addition,"

Kitahara Makoto continued, his tone now carrying a greater sense of trust and entrustment.

"I won't be at the office for the next few days, and there are some urgent matters that I need you to handle."

"I have faith in your abilities, and I urge you to maintain close communication with the heads of each department to ensure the company operates smoothly."

Upon hearing this, a look of mixed responsibility and pride flashed across Li Hua's face, and she answered firmly:

"President Bei, rest assured, I will not let you down. I will do my best to ensure that everything in the company is under control."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and without saying a word, a deep trust and tacit understanding was conveyed between them.

Kitahara gently patted Li Hua on the shoulder to show encouragement and gratitude, and then told her to go back to her work.

Li Hua, full of enthusiasm, turned and left the office to begin arranging the various matters assigned by Kitahara Makoto.

After Li Hua left, the office returned to silence, with only the occasional sound of traffic coming from outside the window.

Kitahara Shin took a deep breath, seemingly to organize his thoughts, and then picked up the phone on the table and skillfully dialed a number.

"Beep—beep—" The familiar waiting tone sounded from the other end of the phone. A few seconds later, a gentle and slightly languid voice came through:

"Hello, is this Kitahara?"

"Haruko, where are you?"

Kitahara Makoto's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of urgency.

"I'm at the tavern. What's up? You sound like something's wrong?"

Haruko's voice carried a hint of concern.

"okay, I get it."

Kitahara Makoto responded briefly, his tone revealing a decisive firmness.

"I'm coming to see you now; there's something I'd like to discuss."

"What's wrong? You sound very serious."

Haruko's voice held a hint of seriousness. "Is there anything I need to prepare in advance?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Kitahara Makoto chuckled reassuringly.

"I just suddenly wanted to see you. Some things are clearer to say in person. Let's talk about it when I get there."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Haruko didn't ask any more questions. She knew that Kitahara was not the kind of person who would easily bother others. Since he said that, he must have something important to talk about.

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Makoto quickly tidied up his desk, making simple marks on the unfinished files to ensure that Li Hua could easily see them when working on them.

Then, he picked up his coat, walked out of the office, his steps carrying a strange sense of determination and anticipation.

Chapter 519 Here it comes!

Kitahara Makoto stood up, casually draped his coat over his arm, and his eyes flashed with a resolute determination to set off.

He glanced around the office to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything important, then strode steadily toward the door.

The door closed gently behind him with a soft "click," as if it were a ritual to temporarily bid farewell to his busy work.

He walked through the spacious, bright corridor, each step appearing so firm and powerful.

The offices on both sides of the corridor were brightly lit, with the occasional sound of keyboards being typed and hushed conversations, but none of this could attract his attention.

He had only one destination in mind—the Starry Night Tavern.

Arriving at the elevator, Kitahara Makoto pressed the down button and waited patiently. The elevator doors slowly opened, and he stepped inside, pressing the button for the first floor.

As the elevator slowly descended, he closed his eyes slightly, seemingly enjoying this moment of peace and solitude.

When the elevator doors opened again, Kitahara Makoto stepped out of the building, greeted by the cool night air and the distant, twinkling city lights.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and felt his mood lighten considerably.

He walked through the small square in front of the company and arrived at the parking lot.

The parking lot was neatly arranged, and the dim, soft lighting added a touch of warmth to the night.

He found his car, gently opened the door, and got in. He started the engine, and the car emitted a deep, powerful roar, as if anticipating the journey ahead.

Kitahara Makoto skillfully drove the car, weaving through the streets in the night.

The city's neon lights flashed past him quickly, like a series of flowing paintings.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze firm and focused, as if there were endless hope and possibilities ahead.

After a long drive, he finally arrived at the entrance of the Starry Night Tavern.

This tavern is located on a bustling street. Its exterior is quaint and elegant, and the soft lighting in front of the door creates a warm and romantic atmosphere.

He parked his car, opened the door, and stepped onto the steps leading to the tavern.

Kitahara Shin pushed open the door, and a faint aroma of sake mingled with the warm glow of the lamplight, instantly pulling him from the hustle and bustle of the outside world into a tranquil realm.

He looked around, his gaze searching through the bustling crowd, finally settling on the familiar figure at the front desk.

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Haruko was standing at the front desk, chatting happily with a customer. Her smile was as bright as the warm spring sun, and her eyes sparkled with a lively light.

She wore a simple yet elegant dress, which made her look exceptionally gentle and charming.

The air around her seemed to be filled with her unique warmth, making people want to get closer.

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As Kitahara Makoto slowly approached, Haruko seemed to sense something. She inadvertently looked up, and her eyes met Kitahara Makoto's.

At that moment, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, as if the whole world had become more beautiful because of his arrival.

"Kitahara, you've come!" Haruko's voice was clear and melodious, carrying a hint of barely perceptible joy.

She quickly ended her conversation with the guest and strode towards Kitahara Makoto, a bright smile on her face.

Kitahara Shin nodded slightly, his voice gentle yet firm:

"Well, here we come."

His gaze fell gently on Haruko, as if all his worries and weariness had vanished in that moment.

The two exchanged a smile, needing no further words; their tacit understanding and empathy were already deeply etched in each other's hearts.

Chapter 520 Will it end tonight?

Haruko stood up gracefully, a gentle smile on her face. She naturally extended her hand, gesturing for Kitahara Makoto to follow her to a corner of the tavern.

There, beside a small wooden table, soft lighting created a private and cozy space for the two of them.

"Kitahara, you seem a little unusual today."

As Haruko walked, she asked softly, her eyes filled with curiosity and concern, as if she could see through Kitahara's most subtle emotional fluctuations.

Kitahara Shin smiled slightly, a hint of mystery flashing in his eyes.

"Oh? Really? Maybe it's just that work has come to an end and you're feeling more relaxed."

His words carried a hint of ease, but a subtle excitement lurked in his eyes.

Haruko stopped and turned around to face Kitahara Makoto. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her seriousness made Kitahara Makoto suppress his smile as well.

"Is that really all? I feel like you're hiding something." Her tone was playful, yet it also revealed her deep understanding of Kitahara Makoto.

Seeing this, Kitahara Makoto chuckled and gently patted Haruko's shoulder, his gesture full of affection.

"Alright, since you're so curious, I'll tell you."

He deliberately kept her in suspense, and looking at Haruko's expectant eyes, a sense of satisfaction welled up inside him.

"Actually, I came to the bar not just to relax, but also to take care of something important."

Kitahara Makoto's eyes turned serious as he spoke, "I want you to help me make some preparations. We're taking a plane to Nanjing tonight."

"Nanjing?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Haruko's eyes, quickly replaced by confusion.

"So suddenly? What are you going to Nanjing for?"

"Let's go see Robben's concert."

Kitahara Makoto's words were concise and powerful, each word revealing his anticipation and enthusiasm for the concert.

He noticed that Haruko's expression changed from surprise to excitement, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

"Robben's concert!"