"Where does Ye Zhao-san live?" asked Fuji Ayako's agent, a man in his forties with an honest office worker face.

"Less than ten minutes walk from the south exit of Sangenchaya Station, you will find the Morita Building. ”

"Sangen Chaya?" Fuji Ayako interjected, "I often go to the small theater over there to see performances. Perhaps because of the drinking, she felt more lively and talkative than when we first met.

"There are quite a few theaters over there, but even though I live in the neighborhood, I've only been to the Central Theater once. Ye Zhao said, "Then again, where does Caizi-san live?"

"I just moved to Meguro not too long ago. ”

"In this case, it won't be very smooth......" Ye Zhao hesitated.

"This," Fuji Ayako's agent interjected, "It doesn't matter, the place where I live is not far from the Sanxuan Tea House, and I will be able to go back soon after turning around after sending Ye Zhaosang." ”

"Then trouble Mr. Broker. Ye Zhao thanked him, "Having said that, I haven't had a chance to find Caizi-san to return the clothes, so this time I will ask Mr. Agent to go up and have a cup of coffee, and by the way, bring back the coat that Caizi-sang borrowed." ”

Fuji Ayako tilted her head, "Ye Jun really has to mention that coat every time we meet." ”

"It can't be helped, after all, it's borrowed. Ye Zhao rubbed his nose and seemed to smell a hint of women's perfume in the car, "Ayako-san moved her home to Meguro for Miss Sachiko?"

"Actually, the real home is not here, but I temporarily rented an apartment here for the convenience of Sachiko's commuting. After Fuji Ayako finished speaking, she added self-deprecatingly, "Although I'm not a responsible parent, I still can't do such a thing as leaving my daughter at home to buy drunk, Sachiko and her friends went on a trip to Kyoto." ”

Ye Zhao was a little embarrassed, "Caizisan, no one has mentioned this matter." ”

Fuji Ayako let out a burst of laughter like a little girl, and after laughing, she said a little lonely, "I'm also scared." ”

……

When approaching the Mitsui Building, Fuji Ayako's agent repeatedly confirmed through the rearview mirror several times before reminding, "Ayako-san, it seems that she was followed by the car of the weekly." ”

Fuji Ayako let out an "um", and her reaction was rather flat. It was Ye Zhao who subconsciously looked back.

"It doesn't matter. Fuji Ayako reassured.

That's right. It's just a ride, and when Fuji Ayako gets off, the reporter will naturally retreat on his own. Having said that, the time I was followed by the car in the evening was "rubbing" the light of Sakai Spring Water, and now this time, is it considered to be "borrowing" the light of Fuji Ayako? As soon as this thought came out, Ye Zhao couldn't help but complain about himself in his heart, he was a popular singer anyway, why didn't he have the consciousness of becoming a "wrist"?

The agent who got the reply continued to drive silently, and at the intersection ahead, the green signal light flashed a few times and turned red. The agent slowly applied the brakes.

In the rearview mirror, Weekly's following speed also slowed down, and it kept a short distance from Fuji Ayako's car.

When the signal light turns green again, the agent starts the car. Just after passing through the intersection, the squealing of tires as they braked sharply behind them broke the silence of the night.

This time, even Ayako Fuji subconsciously glanced back.

"It was the weekly magazine whose car was rear-ended. The agent slowed down and watched through the rearview mirror. A rather stylish red Honda NSX sports car, and the silver Isuzu driven by a weekly reporter had a bit of "close contact".

Fuji Ayako thought for a moment, "Mr. Kumagai, stop the car, go over and see the situation, and by the way, explain the situation in the car to the weekly magazine." ”

Only then did Ye Zhao know that her agent's surname was Kumagai.

Kumagai answered "yes", pulled over, and walked towards the scene of the accident.

For a while, only Ye Zhao and Fuji Ayako were left in the car.

It was Ayako Fuji who broke the silence, "Ye Jun is partying with friends tonight?"

"Yes, the agent, and friends from the underground era, had a few drinks together. Ye Zhao said, "Then again, how does Caizi-san know that I'm at a party and not out to play alone?"

"Instinct. ”

"Is the legendary female sixth sense or something?" Ye Zhao made a look of joy and convincing, "It's amazing." ”

Fuji Ayako smiled lightly, "I talked nonsense." Actually, I was having a small gathering with a few friends from the singing industry on the second floor of TIP TAPS TIP TIP tonight, and I happened to see you when I came out to make a phone call. ”

"Singer's bar party? Sounds like it's going to be fun. ”

"It's no different from ordinary people, everyone dresses casually, and there are people who like to mess with their relatives when they're drunk. ”

"That's why it's interesting!" Ye Zhao said with a smile.

Fuji Ayako asked rhetorically, "What is a rock singer's party like?"

"Well...... Ye Zhao touched his chin and thought about it, and said deliberately: "It's no different from ordinary people, everyone dresses casually, and when they are drunk, there are people who like to mess with their relatives." ”

"Hey!" Fuji Ayako snapped at him with some reproach.

Ye Zhao smiled heartily, "Caizi-san, don't be surprised, that's the truth." But if there is anything special worth mentioning, the last time I attended the New Year's party held by the seniors of BEING, we sang together for three hours in the karaoke box in Nishiikebukuro. ”

"Singing?"

"That's right, Daikoku Moji-san also sang Ayako-san's "こころ wine". ”

"What about Ye-kun?" asked Fuji Ayako with interest.

"Sakamoto Fuyumi-san's "Night Sakura Seven". Ye Zhao was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Akashi, the arranger teacher who went with me, is a fan of Sakamoto-san, and after listening to me sing it, he scolded me, saying that I ruined Sakamoto-san's song." He could still remember the disgusted look on Masao Akashi's face.

Fuji Ayako said happily, "The next time I see Fuyumi, I will convey this to her." ”

"If Sakamoto-san gets angry, please remember to convey my apologies by the way. Ye Zhao turned around and folded his hands and said to Fuji Ayako. The distance is a little closer, and the smell of the women's perfume is a little stronger, and if you look closely, it is a rather cold rose scent.

……

About ten minutes later, Mr. Kumagai returned from the scene of the accident, sat in the car, and reported the situation to Ayako Fuji and Ha Zhao, "It's Kosei-san of Hikari Genji and a reporter from "FRIDAY." It seems that Zhu Xingsang drank a few drinks and drove again, and accidentally rear-ended, but the people in the car were fine, and they had already called the police, and Mr. Police came over immediately. The reporter of "FRIDAY" said that he happened to see Ye Zhaosang at the bar, and he originally planned to follow him, but he didn't know that it was Caizisan's car. However, the reporter has promised that after the subsequent report comes out, there will not be a word here. ”

Fuji Ayako nodded, "That's good." ”

"Does Ayako-san have a good relationship with "FRIDAY"?" Ye Zhao was a little surprised. Listening to this reporter's meaning, if you know that this is Fuji Ayako's car, then you won't even follow it at first.

It was Mr. Kumagai who was in charge of explaining, "Ye Zhaosang doesn't know very well, unless it's the kind of material that is quite eye-catching, generally speaking, the weekly magazine doesn't pay too much attention to the private life of singers." ”

That's just as well. Compared to ordinary singers, singers' private lives are often low-key and mysterious, and their audience is unlikely to be interested in the gossip about who they went to see today and ate what. In addition, Fuji Ayako's office is still the industry's No. 1 black force BRUNING, even if something is filmed, it is enough to choke out, and the reporter will not risk being invited to tea to earn this small performance.

"Although I didn't shoot my material, but Zhuxingsang sent it to the door, and "FRIDAY" can be regarded as a big bargain this time. Ye Zhao jokingly lifted the topic.

Fuji Ayako didn't want to talk too much about that aspect of the matter, and asked cooperatively, "What?"

"Just now in the bar, I saw Zhu Xingsang talking to a beautiful woman there, and now Ren Bacheng is in his car. The beauty was on the side, and the drunk driver rear-ended the weekly's car, which was much better than following me for nothing. ”

"How do I hear the schadenfreude in your tone?"

"Throw it away. Ye Zhao raised his right hand and gestured a "little" gesture to Fuji Ayako, "How to say, for the kind of people who are invincible in this matter, I really want to see them a little ugly, for example, when you are chatting with the girl you are talking to, you suddenly can't help but burp or something." Speaking of which, this can be regarded as a man's jealousy......" Ye Zhao's tone paused as he felt that the right hand he had raised was being wrapped in a small, soft hand.

After a while, he slowly uttered the last note that represented the word "bar". Peeking at Mr. Kumagai, he looked ahead, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Caizi-san?" Ye Zhao called tentatively.

Soft fingers gently brushed his palm, swept his fingertips, and then as if nothing had happened, Fuji Ayako quickly withdrew her hand and said casually: "Ye Jun's hands are really beautiful, worthy of being a person who plays the guitar." ”

"Ah...... Well. Ye Zhao replied absentmindedly, only to feel that the alcohol that had dissipated just now came up a little more, arching his chest hot.

The car stopped in front of the building where Ayako Fuji lived, and Mr. Kumagai looked left and right through the rearview mirror, "Ayako-san, you can get out of the car." ”

Fuji Ayako picked up the handbag that was placed next to her and pushed the door open.

Ye Zhao's hand moved to the buckle of the seat belt, thought about it, withdrew his hand again, and changed his words: "Caizisan, good night." ”

"Well, good night. Ayako Fuji got out of the car.

It wasn't until he saw her walk into the building that Mr. Kumagai started the car and drove Ye Zhao in the direction of Sanxuan Tea House without saying a word.