Of course, not seeing it means not seeing people in the entertainment industry.

"Since Iwahashi-san has gone back, do you want to continue?" The paparazzi who just followed him away discussed with him.

The other paparazzi thought for a moment, "Let's wait a little longer."

…

As soon as Iwahashi Shinichi entered the door, he saw a pair of women's flat slippers at the entrance. He felt confident, so he stood in front of the entrance and said to the inside: "I'm back."

Well... no one came to greet me.

Fine.

Shinichi Iwahashi changed his shoes, went to wash his hands and mouth, and walked into the living room. The record player was still on, but the record had finished playing. Akina Nakamori curled up on the sofa like a kitten, with her eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

.

But as soon as Shinichi Iwahashi sat down next to her, he heard her mutter, "Have you taken a shower?" She turned over and looked at Shinichi Iwahashi's face, looking like a drunk cat.

Iwahashi Shinichi asked her, "Have you been drinking?"

"You are not allowed to imitate my speech." Akina Nakamori was unreasonable as soon as she opened her mouth.

In fact, she knew that she was being unreasonable, and when she said the words, she felt sad and aggrieved. She wanted to talk to Iwahashi Shinichi properly, but she didn't know how to say it.

Iwahashi Shinichi had a good temper, "I borrowed your bathroom...do you smell it?" He saw the phone receiver still put aside and put it back to its place.

Akina Nakamori was lying down, her eyes never leaving him. She watched him put the receiver back and pouted, "Shinichi, your guess is really accurate."

Iwahashi Shinichi looked at her little face that was red and red after drinking wine. After drinking some wine, even the flying eyes looked charming. He first felt that this look had not been seen for a long time, and then he felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was something.

It's piled there and can't be vented, it just swells up.

He was so suppressed by this emotion that he couldn't stretch his hands and feet. He only stretched out one finger and gently rubbed her cheek.

Akina Nakamori grasped the finger and stared at him intently.

"Why do you want to come to my house?" Iwahashi Shinichi asked her.

Nakamori Akina felt uncomfortable in her heart, and the alcohol surged through her body. She also pushed the grievances she felt to her mouth. When she opened her mouth, she said: "Come for a surprise inspection to see if what Iwahashi-san said is true."

Fake."

"So, is it true or false?" Shinichi Iwahashi approached her, face to face with her.

This face is right in front of me. She may be the woman who understands him best in the world, and he is also the man who understands her best in the world. This is obviously the case...

Nakamori Akina thought so, but turned away.

"As soon as you listen to Peach Jam's song, you know I'm in your home?" She still refused to let go.

Iwahashi Shinichi said "hmm".

"I care so much that I even remember her songs." Akina Nakamori chased her and beat her hard.

Iwahashi Shinichi saw her jealous look and said to her, "Apart from my house, where else can I let you listen to Kikuchi-san's song and use it as a reminder to find you?"
Chapter completed!