Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 97 Long time no see
At 9:30 p.m., Shiratori Seiya looked at the group of people at the table, their faces flushed from drinking, and couldn't help but feel a little glad that he hadn't reached the legal drinking age yet.

At first, the group wasn't very familiar with each other, especially with someone like me who couldn't drink. They were a bit reserved, but after Fujikawa Shunpei poured them a few drinks and guided the conversation, their glasses barely stayed on the table for more than two minutes.

The investor with the big belly drank the most; he probably enjoys drinking regularly. But now he's slumped over the table, unable to get up.

In the end, the other party added an additional 20 million yen in investment.

Shiratori Seiya originally thought that the drinking party organized by Fujikawa Shunpei's group was mainly to discuss the details of future cooperation, but he did not expect that the dinner party was to attract investment.

The production cost of this drama was not high to begin with, and with the funds invested by the TV station as stipulated in the previous contract, it was more than enough.

Shiratori Seiya glanced at the group of people whose faces were flushed red, then looked at Fujikawa Shunpei and leaned closer to say:
"I'll go call a car for you."

"Um……"

Fujikawa Shunpei rubbed his eyes with his palms, glanced at him, and said:

"Just call a car for Director Sakai and Producer Ono. I'll call my assistant, who will be traveling with Asada-san in a bit... hiccup."

"Thank you for your help, Professor X."

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya glanced at him with some surprise.

He remembered that Fujikawa Shunpei had drunk just as much as this investor named Asada, but he was still able to stay sober. He must be a true expert in the industry.

Fujikawa Shunpei seemed to have read his mind, reached out and patted him on the shoulder with a slight smile:

"You'll be like that in the future too."

After leaving the izakaya, Shiratori Seiya took a deep breath of fresh air at the entrance and hailed two taxis by the roadside.

After explaining everything, he was about to go back inside when suddenly a figure pushed open the door and crashed into him.

A strong smell of alcohol hit him, and the pungent odor made Shiratori Seiya frown.

The impact seemed to have pushed her to her limit; she appeared unable to hold back any longer, grabbing Shiratori Seiya's arm, lowering her head, her Adam's apple bobbing, and then…

'vomit!'

"..."

The red and white liquid, mixed with the sour smell of gastric juice, soaked through Shiratori Seiya's shirt, leaving him completely stunned.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, but then noticed that the other person's body twitched again.

This time he realized what was happening, pried open the other person's hands that were tightly gripping his arm, grabbed her long hair, and pointed it to the side.

'vomit!'

A series of sounds of liquid hitting the ground rang out in the air. The waiter inside seemed to have noticed this through the glass door and quickly ran out with towels.

"gentlemen……"

Shiratori Seiya didn't hear what he said. At this moment, he was looking at the woman whose head he had pressed down, and he felt a strange sense of familiarity with her.

She vomited about twice more and must have completely lost her strength. At this moment, she slowly bent over and squatted on the ground like a shrimp.

"Give me the towel."

Shiratori Seiya gave the woman a deep look, frowned, and picked up a towel to wipe the stains off his body...

It's not actually clean at all, but it's better than nothing.

Despite feeling nauseous, he squatted down beside the woman, reached out and pinched the back of her neck, turning her face towards him.

Miki Takahashi.

Although she was wearing heavy makeup, her long, narrow eyes, like those of a viper, and her thin, bony figure were so distinctive that it was hard not to recognize her.

Shiratori Seiya couldn't help but sigh, feeling somewhat frustrated and also wondering why the other person was there.

Seemingly sobered up considerably after vomiting, Miki Takahashi burped, and although there was still drool on her lips, her eyes were much clearer.

As Shiratori Seiya sized her up, she also recognized him.

Miki Takahashi subconsciously raised her finger and pointed at his face, saying:

"Are you... Mio's boyfriend?"

The smell was rather pungent, and Shiratori Seiya frowned as he asked:
"Why are you here?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than another figure rushed out from inside the door.

"Takahashi, are you alright?"

The woman in the black suit looked around anxiously, then paused, noticing the man standing next to Takahashi Miki. She glanced at their current posture and asked, "..."

"you are?"

Shiratori Seiya looked at the other person's attire, which was clearly that of a manager, and remained silent.

"Cough cough..."

Miki Takahashi, who had been squatting to the side, suddenly realized what was happening. She stood up, picked up a towel handed to her by a nearby waiter, wiped her mouth, and said:
"Sister Nantian, this is my friend."

Upon hearing this, Nantian realized what was happening, glanced at Takahashi Miki, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Well... Takahashi, how about we call it a day if it's not working out?"

"..."

Miki Takahashi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but after glancing at Seiya Shiratori, a helpless smile appeared on her thin face as she said, "Then this is the only way..."

"Well, there's still little Yuko to take care of inside, so I'll trouble you, my friend, to take you back. I'm really sorry."

"it is good."

Seeing the other person return to the izakaya, Shiratori Seiya understood what had happened.

In Japan, an agent can be responsible for multiple artists. Except for top-tier stars or those with special contracts who may have a dedicated agent, Miki Takahashi's situation is quite normal.

Two seconds of silence followed. Takahashi Miki looked at the other person, who had been vomited on, and with an embarrassed expression, clasped her hands together and bowed ninety degrees in apology.
"Um... I'm sorry, Shiratori-kun..."

Shiratori Seiya did not answer, but instead asked:
"Why are you here?"

Upon hearing this, Miki Takahashi straightened up, her expression momentarily stunned, before she rubbed her arm and laughed awkwardly:

"Uh... this kind of thing is perfectly normal for a nobody like me."

Seemingly not wanting to continue the topic, she rubbed her flushed face and asked:

"Um, Shiratori-kun, what are you doing here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the glass door behind them was pushed open, and several people, supported by waiters, walked out from inside.

Fujikawa Shunpei didn't see Takahashi Miki at first glance, and smiled as he looked at Shiratori Seiya and asked:

"Teacher X, how are you getting home? Do you need a ride with me?"

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya smiled and waved his hand, saying:
"No, I drove here."

"Okay, then be careful. See you in a couple of days. Remember to let me know when you get home."

"Okay, please be safe."

Shiratori Seiya nodded, then looked at Sakai and Ono behind Fujikawa and said:

"The car has been booked and is right here."

"Thank you for your hard work, Shiratori-kun. Let's have a good chat next time."

Director Sakai patted him on the shoulder, and then he and Ono helped each other into the car.

"..."

Miki Takahashi stood there, staring blankly at his familiar movements with the others. She felt a little dizzy for a moment and quickly reached out to hold onto the wall next to her.

After seeing the others off, Shiratori Seiya stood before her and spoke calmly:

"Let's go."

"oh oh."

Miki Takahashi nodded, then got into Seiya Shiratori's car in a daze. After giving him the address, she felt her head was spinning.

Neither of them spoke a word the entire way.

They arrived at their destination quickly. After apologizing again, Miki Takahashi seemed to remember something and hurriedly went upstairs.

Shiratori Seiya didn't even bother getting out of the car. After watching the other person stagger into the building, he drove off.

If Miki Takahashi hadn't participated in the audition, he might have put in more effort to shut her up, but there's no need for that now.

Despite the sticky feeling on his body and the stench of vomit, Shiratori Seiya returned home, quickly took off his clothes, and prepared to take a shower.

However, just as I took off my clothes and was about to step into the bathroom, the doorbell rang.

Shiratori Seiya turned his head and looked towards the door without moving.

Who would come so late?

Mio?

Or did Saori suddenly come back?

Feeling somewhat puzzled, he wiped his upper body with a towel, put on clean clothes, and walked towards the door.

"Who?"

He first asked out of habit, then tried to see who it was through the peephole, only to find that the other person had blocked it.

"Who?"

"Um...new neighbor, may I say hello?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Shiratori Seiya's head buzzed, and he flung the door open.

Seemingly surprised that he would open the door so suddenly, the girl standing at the door, raising her hand to cover the peephole, was stunned for a moment.

Hojo Shione realized what was happening and lowered her arms.

She took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself.

She then pursed her lips, took a step forward, and looked at him with a guilty expression.

She looked at Shiratori Seiya, opened her mouth, then swallowed back the words that were about to come out. She wanted to greet him casually, but the words trembled as they reached her lips:
"Hello, it's been a long time. How wonderful."

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(End of this chapter)