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Chapter 2 Heroes Save Beauty(1/2)

Shibuya is Tokyo's leading business center that targets teenagers and is the largest birthplace of RB's popularity and fashion, so even at night, it is still brightly lit and very noisy.

Standing across the street with a suitcase, the street was full of traffic, and hot girls dressed in cool clothes came and went. Judging from age, most of them were high school students, and there were also many girls in JK uniforms.

Jun Watanabe looked at the restaurant opposite and found that the sign light had dimmed. A figure was walking out with his backpack on his backpack.

It's not Suzuki Saoi, but Takagi Riki.

"Takagi-kun," Jun Watanabe walked over.

"Why did it close so early today?"

Takagi Lu looked a little unnatural and hesitated:

"Today the boss said he would finish work early."

"Oh, that's it," Jun Watanabe was a little disappointed. He wanted to borrow some money from Suzuki Sai, but now it seems that it won't work.

"Thank you." He said as he planned to find a place to stay first, so he wouldn't go to the underground passage of the overpass to deal with the homeless man for one night. Isn't this too cruel for a time traveler?

Jun Watanabe has no other impression of RB except Conan, Slam Dunk, One Piece and the movies. He only watched some of these cartoons. When his classmates were immersed in the 2D AG world, he was playing in a band.

To be honest, he would rather wear it to Korea, the United States, American dramas, Korean dramas, etc. and know some stars - the Thigh Age, you from the Orangutan, Little Plum, Twilight City, Vampire Diary, Superman, Batman and so on.

But RB’s star, I don’t know if it’s important to make contributions to the Sino-Japanese friendly culture, does the boy’s enlightenment teacher Cang count?

Oh, did he remember? What is the one who fell in love with G-Dragon?

Little squirrel or a pine tree? I can't remember it for a moment.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, it's not his business anyway.

"Why."

Jun Watanabe had turned around, and Takagi Riki shouted behind his back.

"What's wrong?" Jun Watanabe was so angry when he saw him hesitating. He was so angry that he was so arrogant before?

"Suzuki Saoyi is still inside..." He said and ran away.

Jun Watanabe noticed that the rolling gate was not pulled down, and when he remembered Takagi Rik's previous expression, he always felt strange.

He looked inside through the glass of the store door, and there were dim lights inside.

The young lady was inside, but there was a bald man sitting next to her body, and there was a photographer carrying a camera on his shoulders opposite.

Why is this scene so familiar?

A pronunciation lady or a shop girl?

The next moment he became inexplicably excited, but when he thought about the subject being filmed in Suzuki Sai, he felt uncomfortable.

Jun Watanabe didn't expect that this girl was a little shy. According to the memory of her predecessor, she also liked her, which turned out to be such a person.

Sure enough, little RB is still too disgusting.

He angrily kicked the glass door, and the person inside seemed to hear it, and the man showed an angry look at him.

In RB, there are more or less shadows behind the small movie industry.

Therefore, although the soft boy Takagi Riki likes Suzuki Sai, he doesn't dare to stand up when encountering such a scene.

"Watanabe, save me!"

Suzuki Sayi suddenly rushed towards the gate, and Jun Watanabe's appearance gave her courage.

But he was pressed to the ground by the man behind him through a glass door.

"Boy, don't meddle in other people's business, we are from So Company."

"I called the police!"

Jun Watanabe looked at Sai Suzuki who was asking for help, and the depression that had passed away in a car accident seemed to suddenly disappear, and his eyes suddenly filled with light.

Ignore their threats and take out your cell phone to call the police.

Originally, things like shooting movies are half-tempting and half-forced, and Cheng Yaojin came out in the middle, so naturally this movie could not be filmed.

The glass door was opened, and the two men walked out cursingly. Jun Watanabe's cell phone had already been dialed.

"Moses, please speak!"

“My girlfriend was harassed and needed help.”

“What is your address?”

“I’m at the French restaurant in Shibuya’s central street!”

"Okay, we'll be here soon."

......

"Boy, you have a good fortune, let's see!"

Seeing that Watanabe Chunzhen called the police, the two men had to drive a van.

Suzuki Sai pounced on his arms with tears flowing.

"Stop crying, how did you promise them to make that kind of film?"

"At the beginning... they didn't say that, they said it was the editor and photographer of a well-known magazine, and I promised to take it, but——"

Suzuki Sai snuggled in Jun Watanabe's arms and started sobbing.

"Stop crying." Jun Watanabe had a headache when he saw the woman crying.

"Hi." The young lady responded obediently.

The two locked the store door and walked along the central street towards the subway entrance.

"The store manager doesn't care, it's true." Jun Watanabe felt annoyed by the indifference of the RB people.

"Don't blame the store manager, he doesn't know, and he encourages me to take good photos."

Well——No wonder I finished work early.

"Do you want to make such a movie, too?"

Jun Watanabe was a little curious.

"Don't even Watanabe Jun believe me?"

"Where do you mean?"

"I really don't have the idea of ​​shooting this. Watanabe Jun must believe me, I'm still pure."

Forehead---

Jun Watanabe's eyes floated away automatically, unable to face the girl's pure and gentle tears. It was too embarrassing to talk to the girl about such topics.

"Watanabe Jun dragged his suitcase, where are you going?"

"I broke up with my girlfriend, I have nowhere to stay for the time being, and I have no money on me... Actually, I came to you to borrow money, and I will pay it back to you when I get my salary at the end of the month."

"Is a hundred thousand yen enough?"

"Enough is enough."

It's not a few days since the salary was paid at the end of the month. One hundred thousand yen was enough for him to hold on. Jun Watanabe didn't expect the young lady to be so happy.

"Sayichan is such a kind girl," Jun Watanabe praised sincerely.

"Just kind?"

Under the faint moonlight, Suzuki Saoi raised her head and looked at the boy with some grievance. Yinyue seemed to have a layer of glory on her fair face.

"The moon is so beautiful." Jun Watanabe touched his head a little crampedly, but he didn't know that "The moon is so beautiful" means confessing to the other party in RB's words.

This meme was invented by RB's national writer Natsume Soseki.

Suzuki Sayi's face turned red obviously, and Monk Juno-ji Watanabe was confused.

Afterwards, the two went to the convenience store to withdraw money. Jun Watanabe solemnly stated that he would definitely return the money he made to her.

But Suzuki Sai smiled and said no need to worry.

"Does Watanabe Jun have no place to live?"

Jun Watanabe nodded awkwardly. Of course, he couldn't say that he was a soft meal, it was too embarrassing.

"Then...if Watanabe Jun doesn't mind, live with me for the time being?"

"Uncle and aunt?"

"Don't worry about them. I rented a house myself, it's just a little small. If Watanabe Jun doesn't mind——"

As she said that, the girl lowered her head a little embarrassedly and took the initiative to invite the man to live at home for the first time. It seemed that she was too bold. But if she didn't do this, I don't know when she could be with Watanabe Jun, whom she liked.

"Well, Aligado is vaguely Mas, I'll be upset for the time being, but I will definitely move out after I make money."

"Then, Watanabe, let's go." Sai Suzuki said as she came over to help him carry his luggage.

“No need for this.”

Less than a week after meeting Shibuya, Watanabe Jun felt for the first time that this place seemed pretty good. Finally, there was no such remnant thought of why he hadn't traveled to the United States and South Korea.
To be continued...
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