For Akina Nakamori, the concept of Golden Week has gone far away from her, and the images of her family traveling neatly in her memory have become blurry. As soon as she gets busy, she forgets how fast time passes. From abroad

As soon as I came back, I was alerted by the densely packed cars driving slowly on the highway.

Oh, it turns out that Golden Week is almost here.

Where can I go during the period between late April and early May?

After checking her schedule with her manager, Nakamori Akina became discouraged and gave up the idea of ​​going on vacation with her friends. This intensity of work did not allow her to have any personal time at all. She was recording new songs and shooting posters, and she had to attend.

The limited variety show during Golden Week has a full schedule.

If you are just an ordinary office worker...

Akina Nakamori couldn't help but fantasize about this

She has been looking forward to going to Aomori City to see the sea for a long time. It is said that when the weather is clear, you can see Hokkaido from the Tsugaru Strait. Whenever she thinks of this, she will think of her mother waiting for her to return home in her hometown of Kiyose. When she was a child, her mother

I like to sing Misora ​​Hibari's famous songs to the children, but sometimes I also sing Japanese songs by Ishikawa Takuboku.

"The boat is rippling, my heart is drunk, and I look at the Tsugaru Sea in front of me..."

Since she can't go out to play, she still has to have the spirit to entertain herself. Just like that, sitting in the car, Akina Nakamori hummed the songs she learned from her mother, and her interest became high.

"Did something good happen to Akina-chan?" At this time, they just finished recording the program and sent Nakamori Akina home. Her manager Nayukifu saw her face excited and couldn't help but become happy together, and couldn't help but ask.
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"I just feel very happy."

"There must be a reason. If Akina-chan doesn't tell me, I'll have to break my teeth and swallow my curiosity."

Nakobo has been with Nakamori Akina for a long time, and he knows the child's temperament quite well. He can tell with a clear eye that her happiness and joy do not come from that man, so he has the opportunity to joke with her.

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"Do you really want to hear it? I can't stop talking about it," Nakamori Akina smiled and raised her eyebrows. With her talkative nature, she didn't care so much. As long as the other person is a close person, she can be there.

Talk a lot about one thing.

Anyone who listens will not find it unpleasant. Anyone who is influenced by Akina Nakamori will be happy for her innocent and innocent character.

"Speaking of Aomori, compared with my hometown, one is the polar regions of the north and the other is the spring scenery of the south."

"Nayuki-san's hometown is probably in Okinawa."

"Yeah, I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. It's inconvenient to fly or something."

"If I can go home at the end of this year, I must say hello to my family for me!"

He encountered red lights everywhere along the way, but Nayukifu was not anxious. As long as he could hear her chirping voice, he felt that the traffic jam was not a big deal. What's more, Nakamori Akina's words made him feel warm in his heart.

Warm.

"It's a pity that we can't find time during the Golden Week. But before that, Akina-chan does have some free time."

Akina Nakamori was unexpected and opened her eyes wide, "Really?"

Nayukifusa felt that what he said was exactly what she wanted, and found it very funny, "Isn't it just right tonight? After a short rest, you can go directly to the recording studio to open your voice."

"Can I go dancing?"

This kid is really pushing his limits.

"You can dance, but you can't drink." Ming Xingfang shook his head helplessly, "We are recording a new song, so don't mess around."

Although this Taopusida said everything in the recording studio and the producers couldn't do anything to her, drinking was the bottom line that could never be touched.

Nakamori Akina nodded her head in a flattering manner, with a hint of coquettishness: "Hi Yi (yes), Hi Yi, I understand. Nako-san, can you send me there?"

Nayukifusa held his forehead, and he regretted it very much now. Why did he talk about this matter when he really didn't open the pot? No one could control what Nakamori Akina wanted to do or what she wanted to say, as long as she was happy.

In the Kenyin Office, she is a demon king who can control everything. The most helpless thing about her is that if there is a dispute, no matter who is right or wrong, Akina Nakamori will happily come over and say soft words.

Although she would not give in on something she insisted on, seeing her childlike and innocent expression, it was difficult for anyone to say unpleasant words. It was precisely because of this that when she was still a seventeen-year-old girl, she had nothing to do with her at that time.

Experienced firms are doing great things.

"Okay, okay, let's go over there."

Nakamori Akina was satisfied, but she didn't forget to comfort Naiko Fusanoori, who was worrying about her old mother's heart with her agent's salary, "Naiko-san, please go home early, don't wait for me, my wife-san is still waiting for you at home, don't go around drinking and drinking.

Oh~"

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Who is living so wildly and drunkenly?!

Arriving at the destination, Nakamori Akina got off the car at the VIP channel, waved goodbye to Naikosu through the car window, and the waiter waiting at the door rushed over.

At this time, the VIP channel became noisy. Before Nakamori Akina could react, the waiter said with an apologetic look: "Nakamori-san, I'm sorry, there is something going on here. Please wait a moment to cause trouble for you.

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Anyway, they came to the Maharaja dance with the mentality of just having fun. Nakamori Akina was not angry, but was very curious, and her heart for gossip was ignited, so she simply stood aside and waited with peace of mind.

A group of people came out of the dark passage. Among them, the two in white uniforms were the Maharaja's waiters. Sandwiched in the middle was a tall man in a black suit. He reluctantly held the arms of the two drunken women.

The arm looks very strenuous.

"That stinky man..."

"Let me go! I'm going to keep drinking!"

"Who are you? Brother, why don't we have a drink together..."

The two drunken women talked plausibly and pestered the three men endlessly. Akina Nakamori thought it was funny. She had never seen such a scene before, and it was an eye-opener. But when she glanced at it, she saw the face of the tall man.

, it’s Narita Katsu.

He quietly wiped away his sweat and carefully supported the guest, looking nervous.

"Narita-san..."

Now she understood where Maharaja's good reputation came from. When drinking here, she didn't have to worry about being picked up by random people after getting drunk.

For some reason, the two women refused to leave the prince and were entangled with the waiters. Nakamori Akina's nails were dug deep into her fingertips and she couldn't help but worry.

"Nakamori-san, now the store has prepared a VIP room for you. Look..." After the women were pulled out of the passage, the commotion in the store stopped. The waiter was about to guide Nakamori Akina, but failed.

Be considerate of her mood in a timely manner.

"No, I'll wait."

I saw the two women throwing away the three men like a fool, and they were teetering on the edge. One of the waiters with very good eyesight had no choice but to use his back, and then, like a pile of Arhats, several of them fell to the sidewalk one after another.

Narita Sheng stretched out his hand to pull, but almost fell down.

Nakamori Akina was uneasy and unbearable. A sour and slightly sweet feeling ran through her entire spine and rushed to the back of her neck, making her tremble slightly.

Finally, the drunk woman was put into a taxi. She was afraid of being seen by Narita Masaru, so she subconsciously took a step back. After the other two waiters left, she unknowingly followed Narita Masaru.

Where is he going?

Nakamori Akina thought that she was about to enter a mysterious place that perhaps no one else had ever entered, and her inexplicable excitement surpassed her heroic spirit when she rejected Kondo Masahiko.

In the alley at the back door, although the alley circled around the Maharaja, the further you went in, the fewer people there were. The dim street lights and bright signboards were intertwined, and in the halo, a man's face appeared.

Figure, there is a burst of gray smoke floating in the air.

Narita Sheng came into her sight. She seemed to be surprised, at a loss, and felt aggrieved inexplicably. She wanted to turn around and leave coldly. However, the expectations in her heart became more and more enthusiastic, suppressing her willfulness, especially when

When she saw the scars on his face, she gained courage.

Their eyes met, and she spoke first.

"Narita-san?"

"Nakamori-san," Narita Masaru came to his senses and put out the cigarette butt, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

There was anxiety in his voice, as if he had done something wrong.

The two were silent for a while and said in unison:
Chapter completed!