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The aura.

In fact, when we met for the first time, her simple temperament of the girl next door should have been slightly refined, and it should be more or less able to deduce a little youthful and lively flavor. It's easy to get hooked.

But when a woman is the cutest, it is nothing more than the change from the inside out inspired by the desire for love, and this is what she lacks. LME Department... It was not unreasonable for the old man in Raleigh to put her in such a department.

I don't have the desire to get love, so I don't act like a baby, I don't pretend to be wronged, I don't know how to show sympathy, I don't know how to use a girl's biggest trump card to the fullest, even if I make her look cute and pretty, her aura is She is always struggling with a sudden perseverance, although perseverance and cuteness are not contradictory, but her perseverance seems to be clamoring that she is not willing to obey the word "cute", once "cute" is tantamount to showing weakness, her performance is too deductive Transformation, but there is no feeling of natural expression.

Let her try such a look, but also want to know how far she can do it, how much she understands her "cute self", so as to make the most suitable positioning for her as an artist.

And her performance just now confirmed what he thought, which made him very disappointed.

"You said just now..." Makoto Ito crossed his arms, "How?" Then he reached out and touched his head, looking a little frustrated.

"Is there something wrong?" Kyoko simply stopped her previous actions and walked towards Masato Ito.

"That's the key." Shrugging, Ito showed a helpless expression: "The reason why I let you play a girl in first love with an exaggerated art form is to let you feel the feeling of a girl in first love. It’s a shy and cute feeling, rather than having you play her in a different way. You have to play the feeling, not the character.”

The performance is the feeling, not the role?Jingzi was thinking with some confusion. For a long time, regarding her acting skills, she had taught herself to figure out the role. Whether it was character background or hobbies, only by substituting herself into the role could she get the best results. Now she suddenly told her , only show the feeling alone, but not the character itself through actions and gestures... Feeling... Feeling is such an illusory thing, how to perform it?

What's more... "First love" is simply the most idiot, self-abuse, and unrealistic girlish fantasy - with her now, how can she imagine that disgusting first love!

"It will require different styling and temperament to achieve the effect, and the purpose is to create you. I am not a director, but an 'amateur' photographer who pays attention to flat and static effects." Obviously, I saw Jingzi's confusion, but found that The strange anger revealed in her confusion made Ito playfully curl the corners of her mouth, "But this kind of skill of conveying the character's information in a still state, your predecessors can freely use it."

"Huh?" Stopping the cursing of the word "first love" in her mind, Kyoko paused: "...Mr. Tsuruga, Mr. Tsuruga?" This is not the real solution after all... Grasp the feeling you want to convey without actions, words, and behaviors...

Slowly straightened up and shook his feet, Ito Takato straightened his slightly wrinkled plaid shirt, "Forget it, don't change clothes, let's go to Shibuya."

"Shibuya? Is it work?" But, but she dressed like this...

"When you encounter troublesome things, you have to let yourself relax~" This person seemed to have no shame in defending his fishing behavior, which made Jingzi feel a little guilty and blamed himself while he was helpless.

"Encounter troublesome things", isn't it just because you can't meet the requirements?

After deep introspection in her mind, she realized that she had arrived in Shibuya.Following Makoto Ito on the streets of Shibuya, Kyoko seemed a little embarrassed.

To be honest, she still doesn't quite understand what the president told Mr. Ito about her plan.

[Because there is only less than a month, so that you who have almost no background and practical experience can really win a place in a fierce selection competition, of course you must have a good guide. ]

Guide... She glanced at the guy who was walking briskly with a coat draped over his shoulders in front of him. This cynical-looking, grumpy Ito Tsunami when we first met would be a better guide than Ren ? ——No, at this time, her shameful dependence reappeared, throw it away~~~ As if grabbing something that came out of her head, she closed her eyes and threw it back fiercely.

As soon as she came back to her senses, she was startled. Ito Kazuto slowed down at some point, leaned over her side, staring at her curiously, like a teenager.

"Why... how...?" The suddenly magnified male face made her gasp.

Makoto Ito tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You seem to often make some confusing actions."

The damn paranoid attack again.Jingzi closed her eyes, opened them, and smiled: "It's just a bad habit of mine."

"Oh, that's good, I thought you were disturbed by something behind your back."

Blinking fiercely, Jingzi was stunned: "What's on the back...?"

"That's the one," Ito Makoto turned around, walked unhurriedly as if nothing happened, raised his hand and gestured behind him: "The one who has been lying on your shoulders..."

"Oh, so you can see Mr. Ito too."

...Ito hesitated: "...you—what did you say?"

"It's nothing, they're here all the time, but don't worry, they won't go home with you and disturb you." Kyoko said lightly, unknowingly passed Ito.

Ito's face suddenly collapsed: "What are you kidding?!" The hand that was originally in the trouser pocket trembled violently.

"Isn't it just a joke?"

"Eh?"

Kyoko stopped in her tracks and blinked with a chuckle: "Didn't you just follow Mr. Ito's joke?"

Smile naturally.

The light smile bloomed into a flower in such an instant, the sun slid from the side of her face and cast a layer of golden light, and the fragmented short hair danced mischievously with the warm wind in the winter afternoon, at that moment, she seemed to be immersed in the The warm platinum canvas blends with those clear and full light colors...

thump.

When had the streets of Shibuya been so quiet, so quiet that he could hear the sound of his heart beating against his chest.

He couldn't help shaking his head, feeling something was wrong.

But I really regret that I didn't hold the camera in my hand just now.

Obviously so cute...

Well.

By the way, it's not like she can't...

"It's hidden." He murmured.

"Mr. Ito?" Kyoko leaned forward after seeing him lost in thought for a long time.

"You hid yourself?" Ito Makoto suddenly raised his eyes and asked a strange question.

Jingzi frowned, not knowing why.

"When you are acting, all you see are the characters you have been created. You keep filling yourself with an identity. Although this role has your own shadow, the role is still a role, just something you think about. It's like raising taste, but not the taste of the ingredients themselves, and it is impossible to be the freshest and most attractive.”

As he said that, he walked towards the open-air cafe beside the road, "Do you know which scene I was moved by when I watched Wei Xu in "Dark Moon"?"

which scene?Kyoko was stunned for a moment.Could it be...

"The crying scene in Weixu."

really.

"Do you know why?"

"...Acting skills...?" Although she was embarrassed, she couldn't think of the reason. At least, the evaluation of the people in the crew that day was that her acting skills were very good, and even Lian gave her affirmation.

puff.Her ears turned red when she heard the sneer coming from ahead.

"To be honest, I've seen a lot of people with good acting skills. You can only say that the scene is not bad, but it's not enough to make me remember you."

Kyoko was a little disappointed.

At this time, Ito had already picked a seat on the corner of the street.In the open-air cafe, Ito stepped on the cobblestone path with leisurely steps as if he had calculated the distance. The tall and thin model's figure echoed a sunny face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which immediately aroused all eyes. When the dejected Kyoko followed Sometimes, the combination of the two is more conspicuous.

"What to drink."

"No need..." After being hit repeatedly today, how can I sit down and think about what to drink in a leisurely way?

Makoto Ito called the waiter: "Two cups of Paris romance coffeeplz." Then he turned his head, "Try the Paris romance coffeeplz here, it tastes good."

"Is this okay, I'd better go back and continue practicing..." Her current strength is still too weak.

"Let me tell you," Ito Yiren leaned on the edge of the table and snapped his fingers in front of her to regain her sanity: "You haven't thought about the reason why I'm moved, right? That's not a problem that can be solved by practice." What's more He didn't let her practice in the first place.

"Maybe a change to the script?"

"It's only part of it."

Jingzi thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know."

"What were you thinking while filming that scene?"

Raising her head slightly, she frowned and recalled: "...Probably, what happened to Wei Xu or something."

Ito suddenly leaned back on the back of the chair and made a disappointed expression: "No, at least not all of them, or most of them are not."

Hey, you're not me, how do you know what I was thinking at that time, Kyoko was annoyed.

"Back then you must be thinking more about yourself."

--Own?

"The reason why I am moved is the feeling. The most important thing about performance is that the actor can give the audience appropriate feelings through acting to achieve resonance. The moment you cry, you must have reached a certain connection between yourself and the character Weixu in terms of feeling. , so you and Weixu have completely overlapped - I didn't see someone acting in Weixu's skin, but I really felt that you are Weixu, and Weixu is you."

Tilting her head, Kyoko quietly recalled the scene at that time, while digesting the words of Ito Yuto.

"It's the same as what happened this morning. I asked you to express the feelings of a girl in first love, but you kept thinking about what kind of girl this should be and how she would react. But when you are really in love, those words and gestures The facial expressions...none of them are the result of thinking, that is - 'feeling'."

Do you feel it... At that time... Weixu looked at Jiayue and Meiyue as a couple... What did she see through them...

She, Kyoko Mogami, saw Fupo.

【Shang, you never told me what happiness looks like. 】

Yes, at that time, I automatically and spontaneously recalled the experience that Bupo brought to me... Just like Weixu, "Everyone forgets your feelings, and no one cares about your feelings..." Based on the experience of others The self that is based on existence——she walked the same path as Wei Xu.

So, this is the fit of soul?

"What did you think of?"

Ito Kazuto asked lazily while propping his chin.

Jingzi nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly: "It seems that it is what you said."

"So you hid yourself?"

"Mr. Ito is so strange." Kyoko leaned back on the chair and hugged her chest, with a cold smile that was almost impossible to detect.At this moment, she probably understood what Makoto Ito was referring to. "Obviously we were talking about acting, why did we suddenly say something unrelated."

"Do you know?" Ito approached her suddenly, and Kyoko was caught off guard by the oncoming man's breath, "You are a typical defender in psychology. You leaned on the chair because you wanted to stay away from me." , hugging your chest is to block me to protect yourself, so it means that you know what I mean, and you don't want to talk about the topic you refuse me." At the end of the sentence, the dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of the mouth raised under the bridge of the nose formed a strange At the same time, his hands climbed onto the back of her chair to stop her body that might be turned over because of leaning back. The temperature of the big palms spread to her back through the gaps in the willow vines, making her back even more chilly .

It's too close, except for Lian and that damn Buposhang, she has never looked at anyone so face to face and separated by an inch.

Ito is too glamorous... His skin is lighter than wheat, not fair but looks very clean, the angle of brows, the depth of eye sockets, the height of the bridge of the nose, the curvature of the lips, everything They all seem to be carved out by precise fine brushwork. The few strands of black hair on the forehead are slightly curly and close to the ears, reflecting the afternoon sun. Handsome, and even more indescribably handsome.

Especially the wide and thin lips, when he smiles, he always tilts one side asymmetrically, and then grins a few white teeth, but there is no evil at all - on the contrary, it is the shattered brilliance of the warm sun Finely sprinkled on the corners of the eye sockets and mouth, the pupils that absorbed the golden brilliance glowed with a cool-toned luster, and lined with the lips impregnated with light, making his already sharp outline clearer and brighter in an instant.

But it's one thing to admit he's good looking, quite another to accept his aggression.

Obviously at this moment he was provoking her.

Mogami Kyoko moved her lips: "Mr. Ito, although it is rude to say that, there is a black unidentified solid between your teeth."

In the next second, Ito Takahito retracted his body, lowered his head subconsciously and frowned: "No, it's hot cocoa and buttered toast in the morning, where did the black unknown solid come from..." Then he looked up suspiciously, just happened to meet Shang Jingzi couldn't hold back her smile.

"Oh, it's not good to lie to others." Pointing in the direction of Kyoko in a demonstrative manner, he rested his right arm on the pillow leisurely, "Don't try to change the subject, why are you different now than you were at that moment?"

There were people coming and going on the streets of Shibuya, Kyoko seemed not to hear, and glanced at the end of the long street.

Ito had no intention of being sensible at all, and just continued to lock her with that healthy and harmless expression.

"'We', is there a difference?" She finally looked at Mizuto Ito seriously.

shrug. "At least I can tell clearly."

"Why, it's just acting."

"Your performance before was more like acting, but the crying scene was not like that."

"Mr. Ito is questioning my performance level, I will correct it."

The waiter just handed over two cups of coffee, Ito took it unceremoniously, took a sip and poured it into his mouth, then sighed comfortably, put the cups back on the table, and spread his hands: "Excuse me, I major in Acting, minored in psychology, amateur portrait photography, nearly five years of work experience in the entertainment industry, it is useless to play dumb in front of me."

Jingzi's eyes froze, why are there such persistent people?She wasn't playing dumb, she just didn't realize the difference.Besides—does it have anything to do with him?

Looking at his righteous expression of seeking knowledge, if she dared to tell her that she was purely curious, she would definitely cut him to pieces!

As if he had received Kyoko's resentment, Ito raised his eyebrows: "Don't look down on me like this, okay, I will ask this because I understand your performance bottleneck, and it has nothing to do with those curious gossip and other factors. .”

"Really?"

"Really!" He stretched out two fingers together, and covered his chest with one hand: "Or I swear viciously."

"Okay, let's send it."

"I rely on you to be so ruthless." Ito was discouraged all of a sudden: "Well, I'm really a little curious." Immediately felt the strong resentment coming like a wave: "—but this is indeed The bottleneck of your performance now!"

Jingzi no longer believed in his bluff this time, and blurted out a retort: ​​"Liandu never said that!"

For a moment, both of them were stunned.

"Actually, you and Lian are very close?"

Kyoko blinked as if she was cheating. At the beginning, Lian pretended not to know her. Although she communicated with Ito later, she was not close to her. She didn't know whether Lian wanted Ito to know their close relationship.

But the strange thing is that Ito Masaki didn't dig out the horns this time, but said seriously: "Maybe he didn't find out, but if he knows you very well, it is really impossible for him not to find out the reason. I don't believe it either. Or..." He hesitated to speak.

"or?"

"Or—he didn't want you to find out."

This time it was Kyoko's turn to be puzzled: "Why?"

"Who knows, maybe I don't want you to relive that moment, maybe I'm afraid that when you realize that you gain something, you will lose something."

Maybe you are afraid that when you realize that you gain something, you will lose something...

She savored the deep meaning in Ito's words carefully, and whispered: "I've always been weird..."

"Ok?"

"You, Mr. Sifengyuan, are so similar to his aura. After seeing you get along last time, I firmly believe that you were once very close friends. Why didn't he mention him before you appeared? have friends……"

Although such a question is reckless to sow discord, but forgive her for being too confused. Tsuruga Lian's past, and even the present, are all blanks for her.

She heard a slight sneer on the other side: "To be honest, I didn't expect him to come to me on his own initiative."

This sentence instantly touched all the curiosity she had kept reserved all along, and the locked question mark warehouse was opened by a key key...

What happened between them?

"After he went to Milan, we never had any contact."

"A few months ago?"

"Of course not," Mito Ito shook his head and chuckled, "We used to be people who came to the same goal by different routes, we had the same capital, and we both thought that we would step into the entertainment world together. Our center is free and easy. But unlike us, Lian seems to be facing a kind of pressure, a pressure that he tries to keep us from knowing."

Yes, she could faintly feel this kind of pressure even now.

"Although we are very close, there is an invisible barrier. It is also inexplicable to say that the separation is inexplicable. After a certain incident happened, I never saw Lian again. It took half a year for Sha Ye to disappear. We were silent at first, and then...we went our separate ways."

"..." Kyoko felt as if she had captured something important: "A certain thing?"

"You don't know him very well. Why do you know so much? If you want to know, ask him yourself." Ito Yuto stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, teasing.

Kyoko backed away in surprise, touched the molested nose, feeling a little annoyed.He did it on purpose, wanting her to confess her relationship with Tsuruga, and he had already vaguely realized something.

Even if she knew very little, she knew she had to stop. If this continued, maybe she would really reveal herself in front of Mr. Ito. At least she still had something to gain now——Lian was carrying a kind of pressure, the pressure she had had since she was a child After something happened, he separated himself from the friends he had known before. It must have happened suddenly and the effect was very serious, at least for him.

"However, at that time, he didn't seem to like being an artist that much."

A stone stirs up thousands of waves. Although this small stone does not have much weight, it falls from a sufficient height into a calm and calm pool.

Before she could ask a question, Tsuruto Ito seemed to be talking to himself and continued: "Although we all wanted to enter the entertainment world and become successful artists, and we also participated in the newcomer training in New York, but Tsuruga's enthusiasm for artists seems to be It’s not high, and you can even feel his rejection of acting, but the strange thing is that he insists on this ideal.”

Tsuruga...Lian doesn't like being an entertainer?Don't like acting...?

Are you kidding me? !At the beginning, he said that her motivation for becoming an artist was not pure, and she didn't have enough enthusiasm for acting, so he had an initial conflict with her. Now he told her that Tsuruga Lian actually doesn't like acting, how could she believe it?

That Tsuruga Ren who insisted on filming over and over again in the heavy rain rejected acting?This is as unimaginable as saying that Mogami Kyoko likes to fall in love.

But after seeing Ito's eyesight, she had to suspect that maybe there was something she had overlooked.

Rejecting acting, but insisting on acting as an artist...

There are more and more questions, but can she really go to Helian for answers to these questions?

"It seems to be digressing."

"Eh?"

"I'll help you answer your doubts, so you should pay back, right?"

Jingzi sighed, this person is really persistent.He pursed his lips, which had been blown a little dry by the wind, and held the coffee cup weakly with both hands.

It was only then that she realized that Mr. Ito didn't mean to solve the confusion, and the fair trade of information could not be avoided.

"I don't want to recall the old me."

The coffee cup in his hand was steaming slowly, but he could still feel the irresistible chill.

"I tried my best for others but lost myself. I don't want to recall it. When I was in the beginning, I thought of that self-to some extent, I wanted to create a sense of existence but ended in failure, and I wanted to find a direction but ended up in failure. I didn’t create the value I should have, I longed to be loved but lost love, I think I can understand Weixu’s experience, this may be the reason why the crying scene you said was very real.”

"It's also the reason why you were assigned to the LoveMe department?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Ito Yiren leaned over the edge of the table and stared at her from head to toe with his star eyes wide open. When she was horrified, he suddenly let out a long breath: "It turns out that I was frustrated. If you hit him, you dare not face the awkwardness of the past." He thought there was something special to dig out, such as a potential personality, a mysterious identity, and the like.

The twisted eyebrows showed a shameless expression of "what, but that's it".

Then the coffee spoon in front of him twisted into a ball somehow.

"——I, I mean——" He hastily stretched out his hand to stop, although he didn't know who he was stopping.

"I'm not afraid to face the past. It's just that I was like a fool who gave affection for others, but was really treated as a fool in the end. What is there to remember?" Jingzi subconsciously clenched her fists.

Ito fiddled with the ball of coffee spoon regretfully: "That's you too." He looked up at her: "Emotions are accumulated and perfected step by step. Humans are different from animals in that they can express rich emotions, whether it's good or bad. Whether it’s bad or not, it’s all part of your perfect personality, and you forcefully extract a part of it, and in order to remove this part, you have to affect more parts, how can your feelings and your personality be complete?”

"...I..." Is it a mistake to abandon that stupid and innocent self?She just wanted to reshape her real self, the Mogami Kyoko she wanted.

"Why are the artists who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time better? Because they have more experience than rookies like you. They have understood and practiced both the good and the bad, and have learned how to make good use of them. Even without external capital, they have sufficient It’s the experiences that underpin their careers. If they’re all like you, they’re going through unfortunate setbacks and they’re avoiding it, and they’re not going to learn from it.”

If you stop talking about love because you miss it, you will never be able to truly get love.

[You lack the indispensable conditions to be an artist - the heart to love and the desire to be loved. ]

There was a rustling sound in his ears, and Makoto Ito put his hands in his pockets and stood up.

"Think about it. Avoiding and hiding are not the best solutions. Only when you fully release your emotions can you truly devote yourself to the role. You should first shape the feeling, not the role."

He slowly walked to the railing, the iron carved railing was shining with a black luster, as cold as his expression.

Kyoko followed his gaze in surprise, and her sight became a little hazy with the golden light projected from the canvas ceiling. The environment in Shibuya was too noisy, and the crowds of people on the street made it impossible for her to figure out who Ito was. What was she looking at, but she could feel the sadness in Ito's eyes.

Then Masato Ito turned around, his elbows were leaning against the railing, and there was another slanted smile, but it was completely different from the healthy and bright one before. It was an undisguised regret, and one could even catch it from the end of the disappearance of the smile. A trace of unspoken ridicule.

Sometimes, things in the world are just so coincidental, you just can’t find what you want to look for, and when you give up, it happens to appear in front of you——in the gap between his shoulder blades, she suddenly found a familiar person on the corner of the street. figure.

Even though he was wearing sunglasses and a velvet hat, but the gait, the graceful back line, were observed and studied by Mogami Kyoko from the same angle——

"Miss Ozawa?"

The pure elf of the cauliflower field, the reserved idol who refuses to show his back.Now she is in the arms of an old man...

"AUBE's Marketing Manager." Unobtrusively interpreting the astonishment on Kyoko's face, Ito Takato lowered his head and played with his spread fingers, "I just talked to me about Helena's planar shooting yesterday."

Slightly frowning, a certain piece of glass in my heart began to crack, the broken sound was so clear that one could even distinguish the crispness extending from one crack to another.

"Don't imitate her, you can do better without those."

The two disproportionate figures just hugged each other and disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Helena's plan, they want to re-cast the cast, I gave up this list."

"Is she... always like that?" As if she didn't hear Masato Ito's words, Kyoko's gaze remained on the corner of the street.

Ito raised his chin slightly: "Not at first."

"understood."

"Kyoko?"

She put down the cup in her hand, looked up and smiled: "Whether it's to avoid or hide, heretics will always treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Only absolute strength can make people have nothing to say. If you don't want to beg for mercy, the only way is to face it head-on."

At that time, the light balls pouring from the canvas ceiling jumped at the corners of her eyes and brows, and that clear smile was like the most pious oath, announcing the official start of the war against Mogami Kyoko in the past.

"Your phone is ringing."

After a short period of silence, Makoto Ito suddenly said something that didn't make sense.

Huh?

Only then did she realize that she was so preoccupied that she ignored the ringtone of the phone, and took out the phone in doubt. An anonymous number that she had never seen before made her hesitate to press the call button.

--"Hello?"

At this time, Mogami Kyoko would never have imagined that 4 hours after receiving the call, she would get on the bus to Kyoto, and——together with her sworn enemy.

62☆ACT.56 Whose dream?

"Is it really serious?" The night lights of the expressway cast circles of light and shadow outside the car window, hitting her face flickering, and she clasped her fingers together, looking very disturbed.

"do not know."

The people around him are in stark contrast to him. His slender neck is lazily slumped on the backrest of the back seat of the car, and his fine golden hair is spread out softly. With the side lights passing by, it shines with a cool color. With his back turned to her, Bu Poshang stared past the rear window glass and disappeared into the distance, wondering what he was thinking about.

Even though he was still angry with Shotaro for leaving home without authorization, he called him back from Tokyo in a hurry today, and even rescheduled the announcement of that day. He must be seriously ill.The aunt raised her as a prospective daughter-in-law at the beginning, and although she didn't care for her, she raised her at least until she was 16 years old. Matsunoen... the pressure of being a proprietress is really heavy. She once hoped to become an unbreakable The bride, for this reason, has prepared herself to sacrifice herself. What kind of identity will she go back to face them this time...

She is absolutely unwilling to return to Kyoto with a guy like Shotaro, the place full of memories of stupid girls, but Mr. Ito said that avoiding and hiding is not the best solution, and she is also determined to face up to this situation. Experience, this time should be regarded as a touchstone.

No, how could she focus on this kind of thing, the most urgent thing now is to go back to visit her aunt and see if there is anything she can do to help.

As for the separation between her and Bupo, if conditions permit, I should clarify with them when I have the opportunity.

This kind of anxiety carried hints of self-comfort until the moment she saw her aunt, she completely went berserk——

"Huh? Auntie?! Are you feeling better? Why—" Facing the slightly weak woman behind the sliding door who smiled and nodded at her, Mogami Kyoko didn't know what kind of expression and words to use to respond.

"Hehe, it's nothing serious, just a small cold."

No. What. The big thing. It's just a cold?

"No—bad—Santaro! Please explain to me clearly why it is my aunt who welcomes us into Matsunoen!"

In the Japanese room where she was resting, Jingzi grabbed Bupo's collar and glared at her. Her flaming eyes were full of resentment that Bupo would be hacked into pieces. She left work because of her aunt's illness and returned to Kyoto. Is it not to break Shangtaro's deception again?

Bu Poshang lifted the corners of his mouth very calmly, "Why, don't you still want to see my mother bedridden now?"

Her pupils shrank: "I, I didn't mean that! But you clearly said that aunt——"

"I'm telling you that my mother is sick, isn't she?" He raised his hand and patted the collar easily, and patted her hand off: "I don't think I've concealed or cheated anything. I don't know how the internal supplement is completed, idiot."

Burning with anger is not enough to describe her mood at the moment. Mogami Kyoko thoroughly felt the contempt and insult that Bupo gave her. Such an important health issue about the elders was used as an excuse by him, so that she also told her about it. Mr. Ito took a 2-day vacation, and he still doesn't know how to explain to LME.

["Just now there was a call from Matsunoen. My mother is ill. I want to turn off work and go back to Kyoto immediately. I just ask, do you want to go...to see her."]

Recalling Bupo's remarks, the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. This obviously contained a statement that was pretending to be serious and raised the level of severity with unclear meanings. Coupled with the heavy tone at that time, it did not match his usual frivolous attitude. Of course, she would spontaneously Completed in her mind, her aunt was seriously ill, and Bupo was summoned back to the capital, and asked her to come back to see her aunt, so she didn't dare to ask too many questions on the phone, and then asked if Bupo was serious, and Bupo just answered that she didn't know , but instead made her think it was talking about pain.

...Wait, so to speak, Bupo did not say that his aunt was seriously ill from the beginning to the end, but she made her mistakenly think...is this also damn acting? !She was actually fooled by a rookie acting like Bu Poshang!

"Are you satisfied?"

A voice with a bit of a smirk came from the top of the head, and a chill slid up the spine from the tail to the neck, and Kyoko was startled by the face that suddenly lowered his head and appeared in his field of vision.

——"I've been clinging to my collar since just now, why, are you sure this time is 'appropriate'?" There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, so fast that she couldn't tell where the light was pointing, Then he looked away.

Although she wanted to fight back against him, but the angle was really awkward now, it reminded her of the scene of being kissed by him in the Ginza performance.

Unpleasant feeling, she frowned and took a few steps back.

Bupo is a bit strange, today's attitude is very