The telephone rang from time to time in the office of the Hayami study, and the editors scattered in their respective positions would often pick up the receiver as soon as the bell rang, report their names, and contact the person on the other end of the phone, either in the bookstore or in the printing house.

In the corner of the office, Toru Shimizu sat at Aya Uei's desk, noticing that her gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds, and then moved over to look at Nanami Nanami next to her.

After repeating this several times, Aya Uei retracted his gaze, and suddenly said: "It's not the girl last time..."

"Last time? Girl? ”

Sensing Nanami's puzzled eyes, Toru Shimizu felt a sense of weakness inexplicably, and hurriedly spoke: "Sister Cai, do you think it's okay?" ”

"You mean to make this Nanami-sama a model for our magazine, right?"

"Yes."

"Eh~" Aya Uei glanced at Nanami Nanami, who was sitting in a precarious position, "There is really no problem with the appearance, it can even be said to be the top level, but the model is not just looking at the appearance of the job, the sense of the lens, manners, and temperament also affect the final photo effect." So, even if it is your request from Shimizu-kun, I can't make a decision casually. ”

"Is that so..."

Toru Shimizu turned his head, only to see Nanami Nanami lowering her eyes, her expression a little darker, sensing his gaze, and shaking her head slightly, squeezing out a "It's okay" smile on her face.

I wanted to fight for a while, but I heard Aya Uei's voice full of jokes.

"But ah~ Since it's the first time that Shimizu-kun has brought a girl to our publishing house, and he specially asked me, how can he not even give me a chance to be assessed?"

"Assessment?"

"That's right," Aya Uei said, taking out a small key from the bottom drawer of her desk, and getting up, "Come with me." ”

Walking at the back, before going out, Toru Shimizu noticed the ambiguous glances cast by several good editors. I closed the door angrily, and when I turned back, I found that Aya Uei had already stepped on the steps and walked towards the third floor.

The third floor also belongs to the Hayami study.

Toru Shimizu once heard Masaaki Kishida say that in the glorious days of the publishing house, the upper and lower floors of this small building were the offices of the Hayami study. It was only then that the whole industry began to shrink, and the publishing house gradually declined, and the first floor, which was best located, was rented out to a café, and the third floor on top was used as a warehouse, leaving everyone to retreat to a few rooms on the second floor.

As Aya Uei reached the third floor, where she had never set foot before, she pulled back a few heavy curtains, and the light of the early summer afternoon converged on the floor, reflecting the rows of bookshelves that stood in the center of the room and were filled with books.

"This is..."

"It's all the books that have been published by the publishing house, and Shimizu-kun has your books too."

Aya Uei pulled out the book of "Night Hiking" from the corner, showed it for a few seconds and put it back again, moved to the corner of the room, and muttered, "I remember putting it here last time..."

Glancing at Nanami Nanami, Toru Shimizu followed behind Aya Uei, only to see her walk past the last row of bookshelves and find a box.

"That's it, the camera equipment I used to shoot on location."

"Sister Cai, the assessment you said..."

She patted the box, "Since Shimizu-kun knows how to take photography, you can use whatever the things in the box are, as long as you can take photos that satisfy me today, even if she passes the assessment, how about it?" ”

Not only Nanami Nanami was surprised, but Toru Shimizu himself was also a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "You mean that I will shoot Nanami, right here?" ”

Aya Uii took it for granted.

"Of course, Miss Nanami was introduced by you, right? It's also the one you're most familiar with. If you can't shoot the result, no other photographer will be able to shoot better in a short period of time. So..."

She dragged a long voice, and her smile became ambiguous.

"Shimizu-kun, you have to work hard. I'll go back to the office first, and when I'm done, just come to me with the photos. ”

With that, she walked straight away, took the door with her hand, and locked the two people who were in a stupor.

"Shimizu-san... What now? ”

Looking at Nanami, who was slightly flustered, Shimizu Toru smiled bitterly, picked up a camera from the box, and said, "Since she said that, or... Let's try it first. Nanami-san didn't work as a hair model, what was it like at that time? ”

"At that time, I just had to sit still... Has Shimizu-san ever had a similar experience? ”

"I've photographed more landscapes, and this is the first time I've taken pictures of people like this. In a word... Let's take two photos first and see the effect. ”

Nanami nodded slightly, took out a little experience from before, and stood in the center of the room.

Looking over from the camera, I saw her face tense, and her hands were stacked in front of her uneasily, which made Qing Shui Toru inexplicably have the illusion that she was taking ID photos.

"That's not going to work."

"Ah, how's that..."

"If Nanami-san doesn't try to take a walk, it might work well in a relaxed state. By the way, you don't have to look at me specifically, just be natural. ”

She paced slowly around the room, without the pressure of facing the camera, at least her demeanor and demeanor without that stiffness.

But the clearing is so big, and all that's left is a jungle made of books.

Watching her walk through the bookshelves, stroking the rows of books with her fingertips, Toru Shimizu suddenly thought of something.

"Nanami-san, models often use props when taking pictures."

"Huh?"

Taking a picture of her turning around, Toru Shimizu continued, "How about trying to hold the book in your hand?" ”

She bowed her head slightly, hesitantly picking out a copy from the shelf, spreading out the soft paper with both hands and holding it in the palm of her hand. His body was also half-turned, leaning lightly against the bookshelf.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, but it's a little... Don't move, wait a minute! ”

"Huh?"

Without answering her doubts, Toru Shimizu ran to the window and pulled the curtain up for the most part.

Looking back, the shrunken light illuminated the side of Nanami's face, and the tiny dots of light fluttered slightly with her eyelashes, and then fell down her line of sight, landing on the yellowed page.

Hurriedly pressed the shutter, looking at her in front of him, Qing Shui Toru sighed: "I always feel that Nanami-san seems to be very suitable for books." ”

"When a writer like Shimizu-san says, I'll take it as a compliment."

"Of course, it's a compliment, maybe in the future, Nanami-san will be invited by the TV station to do book-related programs."

"How is that possible? Ah, this can't be a photographer's way of making the model happy, right? I read it in magazines. ”

Taking another photo, Toru Shimizu changed the angle, "I'm just telling the truth." ”

She didn't believe it, she held the book in her right hand, pulled her hair behind her ear with her left hand, tilted her head slightly, her amber eyes turned around, and the corners of her mouth smiled.

"Shimizu-san's 'truth', does it mean the same as 'taking materials'?"

The answer was a shutter sound.