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This garage is quite large. After parking the car, there is plenty of room for activities. It is roughly like a living room renovated into a garage.

"Because you want to be a masked artist, you have to do this for the sake of concealment... In fact, if you are sure that you will be popular, even if you don't show your face, you still need to prepare a garage to avoid being targeted as soon as you come to the agency."

Igarashi Runa got out of the car, shrugged and spread his hands.

As she spoke, she pressed the remote control key in her hand, and the electric rolling door of the garage slowly lowered.

"Let's go."

When the rolling door was completely lowered, Chizuru Ninomiya also got out of the car. She was wearing high heels and had a very tall figure. Even with sunglasses and a mask on, she still had an extraordinary aura, and she was wearing a large windbreaker.

"Ms. Ninomiya, you look like a celebrity."

Seeing her actions, Kurosawa Mitsuru couldn't help but sigh.

When it comes to meticulous action, she is much more careful than herself, she is simply a star model.

"You should learn more."

Seeing this exemplary action, Igarashi Ryuna also said lightly.

After saying that, they started walking.

Obviously, except for Kurosawa Hikaru, this is not the first time these two people have come to this place.

Through a door, there was a corridor with a staircase at the end, and they walked directly into the door on the opposite side.

Walking into the room, Kurosawa Mitsuru also looked around.

This place is very much like a standard office, with cabinets, a water dispenser, a desk, a set of sofas and a long table. Overall, it is quite spacious.

"This is my office and also the reception room. When guests come, they will be received here. Unless I call you, try not to come near here. Just stay upstairs." Igarashi Runa explained after he finished looking around.

"No problem." Kurosawa Hikaru nodded.

The space on the first floor is actually quite large, there are two vacant rooms, as well as a bathroom and a kitchen, all fully equipped.

"Is there only one office? Don't you need to recruit staff?" Going to the second floor, Kurosawa Mitsuru was a little surprised.

"If the need arises later, just vacate those two rooms and renovate them. Currently they are used as storage rooms. Our career isn't stable yet, and once we have a completely determined direction, we can outsource all the duties." Igarashi Runa pointed to an empty room nearby.

"really."

Kurosawa Hikaru thought about it and nodded.

Their business has not yet started, so there is no need to recruit workers directly. They will make plans after things stabilize.

"Your future work area will be on the second floor, and the rest area will be on the third floor." Igarashi Runa explained as they went upstairs.

"There's a third floor?"

Kurosawa Mitsuru was a little surprised. Judging from the scale, the building should be at least over 100 square meters and have three floors.

"Why else do you think the rent is so expensive? Thanks to Chizuru's funding, at this rate, you don't have to worry about your true identity being discovered."

Igarashi Runa shrugged her shoulders and she also didn't forget her best friend.

"It's still possible, such as recruiting workers in the future."

Chizuru Ninomiya is particularly concerned about her identity being exposed.

"That's indeed possible, but it's not a big problem, just take your time."

Sensing her concerns, Igarashi Runa naturally understood what was going on and comforted her.

After walking up the stairs to the second floor, Igarashi Runa began the introduction.

"This room is the staff lounge, that one is the utility room, this one is the dressing room and makeup room, the toilet, and this side is the recording studio."

After that, she started walking towards the stairs.

"Don't you want to go in and have a look?"

Kurosawa Hikaru was a little surprised to find that she was going to the third floor.

To be honest, he is already eager to try and wants to see the stage to show his talents as soon as possible.

"We'll get to the recording studio last. That's the most important step. Let's go up to the third floor first."

"There are four rooms here, yours, mine, Chizuru's, and a common room that can be used as our meeting room. There is a bathroom and toilet there."

"Are you going to live here in the future?"

Kurosawa Mitsuru listened to her identification, wrote it down one by one, and was also confused.

"How is that possible? It's just to prepare a few rooms in case the business is busy and we have to work overtime. It will be too troublesome to go back late."

Igarashi Runa shook her head. What a joke. Her family bought it at such a high price, she would definitely live at home if she could.

"Indeed, this house is very well rented."

Kurosawa Hikaru thought about it and it made sense.

"I started looking for an apartment the day I quit my job. I ran so much that my legs became weak. The environment is naturally good, and the location is also very good. The subway station is a 12-minute walk away, the bus station is an eight-minute walk away, and there are various shops nearby."

Finally, he mentioned this, and Igarashi Runa stood with her hands on her hips, looking very proud.

"In fact, she didn't have to run around for long because she has a wide network of contacts. She made her request and drove to eight places before choosing one."

Following her pride, Ninomiya Chizuru, who was standing next to Kurosawa Hikaru, moved a little closer and whispered.

Hearing this whisper, Kurosawa Mitsuru looked at her with some surprise and amusement.

Maybe because she was with her best friend, Miss Ninomiya actually did such a little trick to ruin other people's fun.

"We're all in the house, are you still going to wear sunglasses?"

Kurosawa Hikaru smiled and noticed that she was still wearing glasses and a mask, so he asked.

Maybe it’s because it’s a parallel world, there is no epidemic breaking out in this world.

Hearing this reminder, Ninomiya Chizuru did not say anything, but took off her glasses silently.

Wearing a mask can improve one's appearance, because as long as one has a pair of beautiful eyes, it will be a special bonus.

For someone who is already beautiful, wearing a mask adds a bit of mystery, which is an extra bonus.

As she took off her sunglasses, Chizuru Ninomiya's already cool and delicate face, because of the mask, gave people a feeling of surprise and mystery. Her eyes were captivating.

"it's beautiful."

When Kurosawa Hikaru saw her beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but admire her.

"What's so beautiful about this?"

When Ninomiya Chizuru met his affectionate eyes and listened to such sincere praise, she couldn't bear it anymore. Her face under the mask became hot, her voice lost its confidence, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Noticing that she was a little shy, Kurosawa Hikaru reacted and his face also felt a little hot.

Igarashi Runa actually heard Chizuru's whispers just now, but seeing that she had interacted with Kurosawa Hikaru, she didn't expose it.

Rather, she was very happy to see this result.

"Those rooms haven't had new beds bought yet, and they haven't been furnished yet, so they can't be lived in for the time being. Let's go downstairs."

After waiting for a while, because the atmosphere between them was very awkward and there was no further sign, Igarashi Runa simply interrupted.

Finally, after touring the house, the three of them returned to the second floor.

"Behind this door is the starting point of our career. Are you ready?"

Arriving at the double doors of the recording studio, Igarashi Runa turned around and spoke solemnly.

"Ready."

Hot-blooded emotions are contagious, Kurosawa Hikari was refreshed when he heard her say this.

"Put your hands up, I'll count to three, and then we'll push the door open and go in together."

Seeing his expression, Igarashi Runa smiled, put her hand on the door and greeted him.

Although it is a bit immature and childish, the sense of ritual is still necessary.

Kurosawa Hikaru and Ninomiya Chizuru looked at each other, then they reached out their hands and pressed on the door.

Three hands were pressed on the door, and because they were placed on the same flat surface, the contrast was very obvious.

Maybe because she is about 1.6 meters tall, Igarashi Runa has small hands, and with her nails painted, she looks very cute.

Chizuru Ninomiya's hands are relatively large, with slender fingers. She has no manicure, her skin is white and clean, and her nails are a little long, which is very beautiful.

As Kurosawa Hikaru looked at her, Igarashi Runa began the countdown.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Boom!"

With a combined effort of three people, the double doors were pushed open and a step was taken.

This step is like taking a brand new step and starting a new journey in life.

Chapter 121: Ninomiya's Gift

Through the double doors, it’s not a recording studio, but a very spacious room that looks like a living room.

It was a spacious place with a sofa, and looking to the right, it was probably the recording studio, a partition with an independent window wall.

Behind the window wall was the recording studio. From a distance, Kurosawa Mitsuru could see a huge object covered with black cloth in the room. It was obviously a piano.

In addition, there is a lot of equipment outdoors, which is obviously what a recording studio needs to be equipped with.

The wall you see facing you is a black sound-proof cotton wall, which looks very solemn and serious.

Seeing this scene, Kurosawa Hikaru looked at Igarashi Runa with some surprise.

It is hard to imagine that this was prepared in just a few days. Should we say that money makes the world go round, or is it just high efficiency of action?

"Come on, let's go into the studio and perform a song for us."

Seeing his astonished expression, Ninomiya Chizuru's beautiful eyes curved slightly, and then she said happily.

He invested 100 million yuan in start-up capital when he first started his business, and he was not disappointed.

In fact, she doesn't care much about the amount of money, as long as Kurosawa Hikaru is happy.

"Okay." Kurosawa Mitsuru nodded, then took the lead and walked over.

He opened the heavy door of the recording studio and walked in.

Maybe it’s because the exhaust fan is on. Even though the room has just been renovated and everything is brand new, there isn’t much smell in the house. There is a little bit but it’s not a big problem.

Compared to this, Kurosawa Hikaru walked to the black cloth and there was a chair.

"You're welcome, just open it. This is a gift from Chizuru."

Igarashi Runa followed him in and was also happy to see how happy he was.

There are some things that Qianhe can't say, so she will say them.

Hearing this, Kurosawa Mitsuru looked back, then nodded slightly, gently grabbed the black cloth and lifted it up.

As the black cloth was no longer covering it, an exquisite, stylish, streamlined black grand piano, a work of art, appeared before him.

"So beautiful."

Perhaps it was the permanent reward for piano proficiency that brought countless years of experience, but Kurosawa Hikaru was genuinely surprised when he looked at the piano in front of him.

It was huge, tall, and long, made of fascinatingly fine material, and the difference in specifications was immediately apparent at a glance compared to the piano in the restaurant that day.

If the piano in that western restaurant is a third-rate one, then this one is definitely first-rate.

"Runa has already asked someone to tune it. What do you think? Do you want to do a sound test first?"

Ninomiya Chizuru saw his expression as if he had received the best gift, and was genuinely happy, so she spoke.

She likes piano very much, but her parents did not allow her to do so. Now that she has entered society, it is too late for her to learn piano, and she has always felt regretful.

But now, Kurosawa Hikaru not only likes the piano, but also has such superb piano skills. Giving him a first-class piano can be regarded as satisfying his regret.

Kurosawa Hikaru didn't say anything, just nodded, and then gently pressed his hands on the keys.