They all pushed me!

Five men were sitting in a row in front of the small bar counter, chatting and laughing, while an elegant bartender was skillfully mixing cocktails in front of them.

"Brandy Alexander, wish you a happy wedding in advance."

"Thank you."

Beichuan Liang took the glass of white wine in front of him with a smile. It was made of brandy, brown cocoa liqueur and fresh cream. The surface of the wine was delicately decorated with a bright red cherry and a little cardamom powder.

This cocktail was specially created to commemorate the wedding of King Edward VII of the United Kingdom and Queen Alexander, and is also used as a gift to the Queen. It tastes sweet, as if declaring the sweetness of love to the world.

The bartender smiled at this and continued to mix drinks for other guests. As bartenders in a membership bar with a good reputation in the industry, they may be considered to be the most well-informed people, but at the same time, their sense of confidentiality is also very strong.

"Once Liang really gets married, I guess he won't be able to accompany us old guys here anymore."

Kindaichi Toshiro, who was sitting next to him, had drunk quite a bit and looked a little drunk. Half of his head was resting on the counter, and one arm was struggling to support himself. He turned his head sideways and shouted to Kitagawa Ryo beside him.

"Not really. At worst, I can just order a glass of Blue Moon and leave it there, right?"

Mr. Izaki, Kitagawa Ryo's main agent who watched him grow up, joked with a smile.

"Besides, come to think of it, isn't there a married person sitting here?"

Yasushi Gotanda, who has become famous in recent years and is known as the first director of the Mesozoic era, pointed at Saito Ichito who was sitting next to him:

"He has never been absent."

"The situation between Kyoko and I is not what you think—"

Saito Ichito took off his sunglasses, waved in the direction of Kitagawa Ryo, and muttered:

"Anyway, after you and Xiao Ai really get married, I don't want you to appear in this kind of place again..."

"It's really unconvincing for President Saito to say this."

Beichuan Liang took a sip of the wine in the glass and replied with a chuckle.

Not only did he say this, but several other people also showed disdainful smiles to the only 'married person' among them, and they all urged Saito Ichito to explain the 'different situation'.

Perhaps he could not stand the instigation of others, or perhaps he simply wanted to share his own experience as the only person who could be considered to have experienced it with Kitagawa Ryo, whom he was about to marry. Under the influence of alcohol, Saito Ichigo supported his head and began to talk about past events that he had never mentioned before.

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"I'm really sorry for bothering you today, Kyoko."

"It's okay. You're close to Ruby's house anyway. She should still be asleep. It will be plenty of time for me to go over and cook after I've cleaned up for you."

Kyoko Saito brought a chair, took off her slippers and stood on it, then took down all the books from the top shelf and stacked them neatly together with other books that had already been sorted and organized. Then she put them into a cardboard box in the corner and sealed it with plastic tape.

"Speaking of which, there are really a lot of books here. I never thought I would see so many books in your house."

"Many of them were taken from Liang, and some were bought in bookstores. I have accumulated them little by little over the years, and there are indeed more than I thought."

After packing up a box of miscellaneous items and placing them in an empty room, Hoshino Ai also walked to Saito Kyoko's side and replied with a smile:

"Ryo has a lot more over there, but when we were decorating our new home, we specially set up a study room and bought a super large bookshelf. It should be no problem to put them all in there."

As the wedding date approaches, the decoration work of the new house purchased by Kitagawa Ryo and Hoshino Ai has come to an end. In order to make it convenient for them to move in as soon as possible, Hoshino Ai also called Saito Kyoko and began to clean up the old house in full swing.

"pretty good."

Saito Kyoko nodded with some emotion. She took the Tokyo Tower on the top and flipped through it. She happened to turn to the page where Hoshino Ai had put a bookmark:

【The whole view of Tokyo looks like a huge cemetery. The crowded, rectangular buildings are like tombstones. Although the sizes are completely different, there is actually not much difference in this respect. The huge cemetery is vast and boundless, stretching all the way to the distant horizon. People are full of longing for this city and come here from their hometowns. This city is sleeping with the dreams, hopes, regrets, and sorrows of many people. In this way, it may really be a huge cemetery.】

"Well written."

Saito Kyoko was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, with a complicated tone:

"Love is much luckier than me."

"What's wrong?"

Noticing something strange about Saito Kyoko, Hoshino Ai immediately asked with concern.

"Just seeing Ai getting married soon, I couldn't help but think of the time when Ai first came to Tokyo, and then I suddenly remembered the time when I first came to Tokyo."

As if imparting the last bit of life experience to her daughter who was about to get married, Saito Kyoko pulled Hoshino Ai to sit on the bed. After a moment of silence, she spoke:

“When I first came to Tokyo, I felt that the city was sparkling from top to bottom. It was exactly where I wanted to be.”

"It only took a short time for me to get lost in the nightlife of this city. I worked as a hostess in nightclubs, bars, and clubs. Because I met many wealthy upper-class people, I inadvertently developed the idea that I had entered the so-called upper class."

As she spoke, she ran her hand over the sentence in Tokyo Tower:

【In spring, Tokyo is like a vacuum cleaner that sucks up garbage, attracting young people from all over Japan. The dark little hose is like a tunnel leading to dreams and the future. But if you go through the tunnel, you will find that there is only garbage.】

"In fact, when I was about to turn 30, I already felt bored and tired. Although the cosmetics I used were getting more and more expensive, I basically stopped receiving invitations to various parties. After all, the number of young and cute girls in Tokyo increases every year.

"In order to continue staying in this city, I worked as a middleman for a while, using my connections to introduce new girls who had the same mentality as me before. I could say I was barely surviving, because more and more men came up to me and asked if I wanted to be their mistress. They could see that I was a woman who was about to lose her place."

Hoshino Ai listened quietly and just silently held Saito Kyoko's right hand.

"Then, that guy Yihu showed up. He was the same then as he is now, a scoundrel."

Saito Kyoko smiled and shook her head when she said this:

"But I didn't hate that rogue feeling at the time. Maybe it was because I saw something underneath... the so-called idealism?"

"He gave me a real dream, and what helped us realize this dream was love."

Saito Kyoko looked at Hoshino Ai with a smile on her face:

"Maybe this is what idols are like. I put my unfulfilled dreams on love, and on that day at Tokyo Dome, it seemed like I realized my dream."

As if she had thought of something, Saito Kyoko suddenly laughed:

"I suddenly remembered that the words that guy Ichihu used to trick me away that day were exactly the same as the words that Ai used when she was tricked away by Liang."

"what?"

Hoshino Ai seemed surprised and opened her eyes slightly.

"What he said to me at that time was—"

"Would you like to come work for me?"

As Saito Kyoko spoke, Hoshino Ai's thoughts were once again brought back to the snowy night around Christmas when she had just arrived in Tokyo. At that time, Kitagawa Ryo stood behind her and made her an almost identical invitation.

Seeing Hoshino Ai's smile that surprised even her, a member of the same sex, Saito Kyoko reached out and hugged her:

"That's why I say Love is much luckier than me."

"Because the person who loves you and wants to realize your dream with you has been waiting in Tokyo from the beginning."

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"That's about it."

Saito Ichigo drank gulps of liquor and seemed to be a little unconscious. Although he occasionally fell into a drunken state of nonsense, he managed to tell the story clearly.

"That's great... but I don't understand love."

Gotanda Yasushi held his chin with his hand and sighed.

Mr. Izaki, who is also still single but seems to have a lot of dating experience, even provided a booklet of life experience to Kitagawa Ryo, who was on a dating variety show for the first time. He stroked his neat beard and spoke calmly:

"Deep affection is a burden I cannot bear, and love words are just lies that are occasionally fulfilled, but because of you, I am willing to take a risk, even if there is no tomorrow..."

Before he could finish his words, Kindaichi Toshiro beside him pulled him over and took two big gulps:

"Who would understand what an old single guy is saying?"

Beichuan Liang sat at the edge, smiled, tilted his head back and drank the brandy Alexander in the glass.

Chapter 32: Supporting Them

Tokyo, Kitagawa family.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

Beichuan Liang, who was reading a book, listened to the noise with a calm expression and didn't even bother to raise his head.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

Kitagawa Rumi changed her pose and manually added the sound effects to herself again. Seeing that Kitagawa Ryo was still indifferent, she finally threw herself on him with her confidence frustrated. She used both hands to move the annoying book aside, so that Kitagawa Ryo's pupils were inevitably captured by her eyes. She complained with a pursed mouth:

"Liang - isn't this what I look like cute?"

Kitagawa Rumi adjusted the big bow on her head as she spoke, feeling a little aggrieved. She put her silk-gloved hands around Kitagawa Ryo's cheeks, one on each side, and forcibly turned his face to face her.

"No matter how cute it is... after watching it for several days, you will get tired of it."

Beichuan Liang sighed helplessly, reached out to clip the bookmark, closed the book he was reading and put it aside, then pouted and replied:

"Besides, I was involved in designing and reviewing the idol costume that Ruby is wearing from head to toe. It's really nothing new."

"Let's not talk about whether it's cute or not. How does it feel to wear this? To be honest, don't keep saying yes just because it's related to me. This is the outfit you'll be wearing at the Tokyo Idol Festival in two weeks, Ruby. If you feel uncomfortable with it, it's not too late to ask for modification now, otherwise you'll be the one who'll be affected in the end."

Kitagawa Ryo reached out and slapped away the two hands that his sister had placed on his face, and then he passed through her armpits and lifted up Kitagawa Rumi, who was lying on him, back to the ground like he was picking up a kitten at home:

"Is it loose or tight anywhere? How is the breathability and sweat absorption? Will it affect some difficult dance moves? These are the things Ruby should experiment with when wearing it, instead of asking me every day if it's cute."

"Ok."

Realizing that Beichuan Liang was indeed serious, Beichuan Rumi also restrained her little thoughts, put her right index finger on her lips, and answered Beichuan Liang's questions seriously:

"Because it is custom-made according to my body size, it fits me well when I wear it. I didn't feel that it was too loose or too tight when I was dancing. The quality of the clothes is also good. For example--"

Adhering to the idea that 'practice is the only way to test truth', when Kitagawa Rumi said this, she suddenly sat down and easily did a split on the ground, raised her hands and said to Kitagawa Ryo proudly:

"It's okay even if I make a pose like this."

As if she felt that this was not convincing enough, Kitagawa Rumi, who started dancing at the age of three or four and whose talent for singing was all allocated to dancing, showed amazing flexibility. For a while, all the places in the living room where she could cross her legs, such as tables, chairs and coffee tables, became her performance props.

After taking a look, Beichuan Liang silently took back the book next to him.

It seems that I will have to increase my training volume in the future, otherwise I won’t be able to release all my sister’s abundant energy that has nowhere to go.

So, Kitagawa Rumi turned around and saw Kitagawa Ryo flipping through a book again, looking bored. She walked in front of him with a pouty look on her face. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, and she raised her leg high:

"Hey-ah."

By the time Beichuan Ryo, who was sitting on the sofa, reacted, a foot in white stockings was already on his shoulder, and the sister in front of him was standing with her hands on her hips, maintaining the splits posture, with a smile as if she had succeeded in a prank.

"You can see the underwear."

"I'm wearing safety pants, okay?"

Kitagawa Rumi curled her lips, showing an expression that she would not be fooled by you:

"And I used to wash my underwear on cold wash."

"Miss Kyoko will cry if she hears you say that. It seems like she has been doing this job since Lupi started elementary school."

Beichuan Liang sighed, reached out and took Rumi's feet off his shoulders:

"It's almost time for you ACEs to gather for practice, so get ready and go out."

"it is good."

Kitagawa Rumi agreed, and immediately asked expectantly:

"Will Ryo stay with us for practice today?"

"I have work arrangements today. 'It's Not My Fault That I Miss You' is going to premiere this week, and I have to attend a press conference and two promotional events."

"Oh……"

Kitagawa Rumi was also a little disappointed when she heard this, but she soon showed an enthusiastic smile again, made a heart-shaped gesture to him like an idol, and said with full energy:

"Then I wish Liang good luck in his work and be careful on your journey!"

As if he had not expected Kitagawa Rumi to do such a thing, Kitagawa Ryo, who was already preparing to go out, was slightly startled, and then the corners of his mouth raised, and he also responded with a smile:

"Ah."

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"First... this, then... this is the movement."

On the second floor of the LALALAI Theater, in an empty practice room that was not in use today, Kitagawa Ryo was following the images on his phone and practicing his hand movements in front of a mirror.

In the corner of the room, the speakers were playing the accompaniment of a song on repeat. It was "The Sun and Sunflowers", a song that has gained considerable popularity and has been the subject of much discussion on the Internet in recent times.

Dragging the progress bar of the song back to the initial part, Beichuan Liang took a deep breath, and carefully adjusted his standing posture and the way he held the stick. Following the rhythm of the music, he began to wave the cheering stick in his hand, either vigorously or gently.

Most of the lights in the room were turned off in advance, so the orange-yellow light was particularly bright, passing through the air like a ribbon or a rainbow, and then leaving a curtain of light and a flowing rainbow in people's field of vision.

After the song ended, Kitagawa Ryo put down the cheering stick in his hand, panting a little. Otaku art is essentially a physical job. He had been practicing for almost an entire afternoon. Even with his excellent physical fitness, he couldn't help feeling a little tired.