Tokyo’s Most Affectionate

Chapter 89: This smile is very good

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When I got home, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

"I'm home."

As soon as he entered the house, Kurosawa Mitsuru took off his shoes, took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

As soon as the message was sent, it instantly became read.

"Um."

Immediately afterwards, Ninomiya Chizuru replied with a very brief message.

Despite this, Kurosawa Hikaru didn't care.

It's not hard to guess that Ms. Ninomiya probably didn't know how to respond.

"Good night."

"Good night."

After saying good night to each other, Kurosawa Hikaru took another look and saw the message from Yuki.

These messages were sent out starting at 18:00.

"Brother Guang, is school over?"

"Have you had dinner yet?"

"We're having rice with toppings tonight. Brother Guang, you seem to like rice with toppings very much (with a photo attached)"

"After school, I bought a few new clothes. Which one do you think looks good? (Attached with three photos)"

"Are you busy?"

Just as Kurosawa Hikaru was reading them one by one, another message came in:

"Brother Guang, are you done?"

Obviously, Xiao Yuki was probably staring at their chat page and noticed that the message had become read.

"Yeah, just got home."

"Brother Guang is really busy, what are you doing?"

"I was kept in school by the teacher to discuss writing." Kurosawa Mitsuru thought about it and came up with a random reason.

"A paper? What is that? It feels so scary."

Xiao Yuki didn't doubt it, but was frightened instead, as she always felt that it was something very far away.

"Want to go play tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Aren't we going to play on Sunday?"

"I have something to do on Sunday."

"I have a part-time job tomorrow. It's already been confirmed, from this morning until about 5pm. (a cartoon expression of wronged pity)" Xiao Yuki's message was very pitiful.

Even through the phone, Kurosawa Hikaru seemed to be able to see her frustrated and conflicted expression. After all, she had been waiting for a week.

"Then go and see what your part-time job looks like, hahahaha."

Realizing that she had to work part-time, Kurosawa Hikaru thought about it and typed.

"Really?"

"Really, let's go on a date after your part-time job is over. It takes a day."

"Uh-huh!"

"I'm going to take a shower. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After deciding this, Kurosawa Mitsuru took out a set of pajamas and went to take a shower.

Not long after, Kurosawa Hikaru returned to the bedroom, walked to the desk, and moved the notebook next to him in front of him.

He turned on the computer, opened the web page, and after some operations, a page opened, which should be called a video.

This is a video released by the beautiful blue girl, named Karaoke Party.

After two weeks of fermentation, the number of views of this video has exceeded two million, and the number of likes is extremely high.

In the comment section, many people were asking who was the singer.

"Yes."

Kurosawa Hikaru took a look at the data and the response in the comment section and nodded.

In fact, he wanted to be a masked singer and felt that he could become popular and had a future. His confidence was not groundless but had a basis.

The fact that this video has become so popular is a testament to how powerful his singing voice is.

First, post videos on the Internet to accumulate fame and fans, and then make your debut by selling CDs and songs.

This is the initial plan. As for the activities and arrangements after debut, even concerts, he has a way.

After looking for a while, Kurosawa Hikaru took the paper and pen and started drawing.

I had a date with Mr. Ninomiya at the amusement park before, but I had never been able to show off his entry-level drawing skills. This time, I finally had the opportunity to use them, which was to design my own avatar and image.

By the time I finished drawing a whole set of images, it was already past 12 o'clock.

"Perfect, just as expected... I want to show it to Ms. Runa later."

After a busy whole day, Kurosawa Mitsuru took a stack of papers in his hand, took a look at the character designs and looks on them, and nodded with satisfaction.

10 a.m., a park in Tokyo.

“Found it.”

Kurosawa Hikaru was looking at the message on his phone, looking around, and finally saw a familiar figure in front of a fountain.

Putting away his phone, he walked over step by step.

The person in front of the fountain is naturally Xiao Yuki, who is wearing a white suspender chiffon dress and a hat, posing in front of the fountain.

There were many onlookers around her, as well as a photographer holding a camera.

Unlike hot girl outfits, her clothes look light and soft, just like the time she went to the beach, she is a sweet girl, or a little princess.

It seems that this image is her true self and hot girl is just her disguise.

But what remains the same is that her delicate and beautiful face looks great no matter what she wears.

She has a sweet smile, looks energetic, and has straight teeth.

With this image and appearance, she is indeed qualified to be a model for fashion magazines.

As he approached, Ichinose Yuki, who was posing, soon noticed him. Her eyes wandered for a moment and her smile became even sweeter.

“Smiling is good… yes, yes, yes!”

The photographer was holding his camera and shouting, "Hurry up and press the shutter."

This situation made Kurosawa Mitsuru laugh uncontrollably, and he felt a little warm in his heart.

It was obvious that when Xiao Yuki saw him, she smiled sincerely and was very happy. It was no longer a fake smile just for the camera.

"I'm so sorry, we're filming, could you please not come closer?"

As she was getting into shape, a woman in sun protection clothing came over and said politely.

In a public place like a park, it is very impolite to ask people not to approach you.

"I know Yuki-chan, I'm just watching, I won't disturb you."

Kurosawa Hikaru realized that it was because he continued to get closer that startled the other party, so he explained.

"Are you the Guang brother she mentioned?"

"right."

"I'm Mari Ayata, and I'm her agent. Are you interested in being a fashion model?"

"I'm sorry, I still have to go to school, and I have a part-time job, so I don't have time to be a model."

"Yes, yes, yes! This smile is so good, pose8!"

As they were talking, the photographer's excited shouts rang out again.

"Would you like to get closer? Like stand behind the photographer."

Ayada Mari realized that Koyuki was smiling very well now, and after thinking about it, she understood and suggested.

"No need, I'll just stand by the side."

"If the shooting effect is good, everyone can finish work faster."

"Oh well."

Kurosawa Hikaru originally didn't want to disturb their filming, but he understood after hearing this.

Sure enough, Kurosawa Hikaru was standing behind the photographer, who was shouting excitedly.

"The second set of shooting is over, let's switch to the third set."

Soon, the photographer stood there, looked at the sample picture in the camera, and raised his hand.

"It seems like she likes you very much, she's smiling so happily."

Seeing that the shooting progress had improved, Ayada Mari crossed her arms and said with a bit of envy.

She met Xiao Youji by chance and invited her to be a model. She has known her for more than a year. She is like a little sister in the photography team, very lovable. But this is the first time she has seen her smile so happily like today.

"I know."

Kurosawa Hikaru smiled as he watched Yuki, who ran over here as soon as the filming was over.

Unlike Ninomiya-sensei who was reserved in his emotions, Yuki's love for him was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye, it could be seen in her every word and action, it was like it was overflowing.

"Don't run so fast, what if you fall flat on the ground?"

When she came closer, Kurosawa Mitsuru pretended to teach her a lesson, but spoke in a joking manner.

"Do you think I'm some innocent character from an anime? How could I fall flat on my face?"

Ichinose Yuki ran over and heard these words, stamped her feet and said coquettishly.