The cat's expression was very embarrassed, and he sat on the sofa with a cramped expression.

Jun Watanabe didn't speak, and stared at him for a long time while sipping pure Blue Mountain coffee.

"Last night...... Are you alright?"

After a long time, the cat's head muttered this sentence, with a hint of hope in his eyes, and the fat on his belly trembled as his bloated body moved uncomfortably on the sofa.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it.

This is how Jun Watanabe feels right now, what is he still looking forward to? When this god-level web writer gives away the goddess in his mind, doesn't he understand what will happen to the soft bed of the hotel at night?

How will the goddess in his mind be treated by other men?

Doesn't he have a little bottom in his heart?

A fantasy writer doesn't even have this bit of imagination?

Jun Watanabe doesn't believe it, he's running away, this cowardly man.

Sure enough, it was to the extreme, and it was as good as it could be? Hehe, now it seems to be just a joke.

No wonder the previous life ended up apologizing again and again, and ended up embarrassed.

"Actually, you can do Megumi Yanashita. ”

"Megumi Yanagishita?"

The cat's expression was even more embarrassed. ”

"What are you afraid of?"

......

The cat's head suddenly raised its head, its eyes bloodshot, and it was clear that it had not slept all night.

"It's just...... It's not what I imagined. ”

"What's the difference......? In fact, they are just ordinary people, so what is the difference between people?"

Jun Watanabe disagreed.

Of course you think, not all people are born as lucky as you are. Do you know what kind of person I was before I created my work? I was persuaded to quit from school, I was ridiculed by my relatives and friends when I went home, I couldn't make any money from my part-time job, and I was scolded by my boss and customers? Do you know what it's like for someone like me to be able to meet and get up close to my idol? Watanabe-kun, you have succeeded in destroying all this, destroying all my beautiful fantasies and memories of my youth!"

The cat choked and wept bitterly.

Jun Watanabe didn't speak, just quietly got up and walked to the window, the sun was shining outside the window, and the streets below were flowing endlessly, a scene of life.

The world does not take personal joys and sorrows for joys and sorrows.

You think you're important, but you're just like a speck of dust, only when the sun penetrates through it, it involuntarily appears in the air.

Do you think you have a strong presence?

The Tiger pushed the door in, "The helicopter has arrived." ”

"Well, Mr. Cathead, let's go. ”

"Where to go?"

"Girls' Generation concert. ”

"Didn't you say that it was canceled due to a malfunction, and it will be opened again tomorrow?"

"Do you know there's a word for chartering?"

Jun Watanabe chuckled and put on his blazer and walked out first.

Ten minutes later, the trio arrived at the Girls' Generation Nagoya concert by helicopter.

Lee Min-sung, president of SM's Ni Bang branch, was waiting at the scene, and in the empty venue, there were only busy concert staff and eight glamorous female idols.

"Watanabe-kun is here, why don't you hurry up and say hello?" Li Mincheng scolded the eight girls with a dark face.

"Aniasir. The eight people bowed and said hello in unison, the one-color hip skirt, nine-centimeter high heels, and white thighs were really dazzling.

Really, what are you doing with such corruption and depravity? What a wicked capitalist society, Lao Tzu really fucking loves this world raised by a son of a bitch!

Champagne wines, Cuban cigars, snorting ...... The cat head watched all this in amazement, as if living in a dream.

The idol in his mind, the goddess he admired, stood there as low as in the clubhouse, groveling with a stiff and beautiful expression.

The people from SM Company flattered and laughed together, lighting the fire for the young man who was not obvious.

The most ridiculous thing is that the concert that their fans have been looking forward to can be a one-person concert that can be chartered?

Is the world crazy?

Can the rich and powerful really do whatever they want?

"Sit!" Watanabe Jun pointed to the position beside him and handed him a glass of champagne.

It's better to be alone than to be happy, so Jun Watanabe yelled in the Nogizaka 46 group, and then it didn't take long.

Mai Shiraishi, Nanami Hashimoto, Nanase Nishino, Asuka Saito, Nana Horimi, Marika Ito....... There were probably a dozen members.

"Look at people's business ability and stage performance level, go back and figure it out for yourself, this time the director spent a great price in exchange for a special performance of Girls' Generation, everyone watch it carefully. Okay, it's time to eat, it's time to drink, the director pays for the whole audience, and you can go up and sing with them if you want, everyone is free!"

......

Jun Watanabe sat in the middle, surrounded by more than a dozen members of Nogizaka 46, and above the stage was a sexy performance by Korea's No. 1 girl group.

At some point, Watanabe felt like he had reached the peak of his life.

At least in terms of being an idol otaku.

Glass after glass, the cat head didn't know how many glasses of whiskey he drank without ice, his throat and chest seemed to be burned by flames, and it was really pleasant, really happy.

It's just that in his heart, why does he only feel pain?

Is it the collapse of faith, the collapse of values?

The eight of them were still smiling on the stage, as if the audience was not a hateful second ancestor, but a whole group of 8,000 enthusiastic fans.

It seems that only with this belief can they continue the performance.

In a trance, the cat's head seems to see Taeyeon's tears.

Is she crying?

She seemed to see herself, why was her eyes full of anger and contempt, why?

So the cat's head got even drunker, and became a mess of mud.

Asuka Saito glanced at the tension between Mai Shiraishi and Nanase Nishino, and instead sat down next to Jun Watanabe, looking at him with confused eyes.

"Nissan?"

"Hmm. "Junya Watanabe is almost drunk.

"You're getting weird now. ”

"I know. ”

"Then why?"

"Asuka, do you know desire?"

"Desire?"

"In the beginning, you just want a Toyota, then you want to be a Porsche or a Bentley, at first you can live in an ordinary apartment, in the countryside of Aomori Prefecture, and then you want to be a villa with a sea view; at first we took the train and the civil airline, but then you bought a helicopter and a private jet; at the beginning, your girlfriend has been in love N times, has experienced N men, you just want her to settle down, and then you feel that it is better to forget about each other, you think she is a bad thing, you think you are suitable for a better woman, Asuka, do you understand? Lust is like a whirlpool, once it starts, you can't stop!"

"It's disgusting!"

Asuka Saito gently stroked the director's face, even though he said something out of tune, but his little red face stained with alcohol.

Still innocent and handsome.

"Honey, that's not the real you!"

Asuka Saito held him tightly in his arms, and he wanted to cry in distress.

"Nissan, you're sick and need to rest. ”

"Rest?"

Unbeknownst to Watanabe, his consciousness was rapidly sinking towards the dark dark blue sea.

Suffocate.

———Aso, it's good to have you.

Such a vain and frantic life, such a desperate and hard world.

I need you.