Goo-Du –

Jun Ono's throat squirmed, and he wanted to swallow saliva but found that the inside of his mouth was dry.

Next to her, there were Yota Katsumura and Yoshida Hama, who were also too frightened to say a word.

There was silence on both sides, the gloomy atmosphere was driven away, and all that remained was to be dumbfounded by each other.

"Am I right? He just knocked down the door with a hammer? ”

Yota Katsumura was originally a young man full of masculinity, but now he has become soft-spoken, and he is completely afraid to speak loudly in front of Nishijo-shi.

"That's the iron gate that the program team specially reinforced... It looks crumbling, but it's just old... How can it be so simple to be hammered open? ”

Yoshida Hama also whispered, his hands and feet tied, his head shrinking, his voice frightened like a little daughter-in-law.

We've never received such passers-by before...

Generally speaking, passers-by almost collapsed to the ground with weak feet and hands after being frightened just now, and the task of these program team members is to go up and say some words of encouragement to passers-by and take him to continue exploring.

But this Xicheng style...

Yoshidahama and Yota Katsumura felt their scalps tingle and their throats dry just by looking at the hammer he was holding in their hands.

Comfort Westside? Please, everyone in the program team, come and comfort us, right?

"Brother Xicheng..."

Jun Ono still mustered up his courage.

Otherwise, the show will not be able to go on like this.

Her eyes trembled as she swept over the hammer in Xicheng's hand, and after a moment she asked in a low voice:

"The one in your hand... Be? ”

"A hammer for self-defense."

"For self-defense... But with that kind of thing—" Jun Ono opened his mouth.

"For self-defense." Nishijo smiled kindly at them.

But under the silent sense of oppression, the smile of Xicheng's extraordinarily 'kind' also became inexplicably distorted and hideous—at least Jun Ono was so frightened that they trembled on the spot.

Xicheng Shi smiled, turned the hammer handle in his hand and explained:

"You see, a thin and slender boy like me is always a little uneasy to be alone at night, right? Carrying this stuff is the equivalent of a girl with an anti-wolf alarm. ”

The prop in his hand is actually a folding item that he made a special trip.

The hammer handle and hammer head are folded and thrown away, and it is very convenient to disassemble and pack it in a small suitcase when not in use.

Skinny, slender? With self-defense?

In the face of Xicheng-style rhetoric, Jun Ono was a little speechless for a while.

"The door is open now, I think the three of you were scared like that just now, why don't you leave like this?"

"Uh... This..."

Junko Ono hesitated.

If she could, she would have liked to end the show as well.

After all, with such a big accident, it must be very difficult for the show to continue recording, but the right to end the show is not in her hands.

"I'm sorry, but allow the three of us to discuss."

Jun Ono pulled Yota Katsumura and Yoshidahama, who were still immersed in the sense of Nishijo-style oppression on one side, into a corner.

It was only then that the two frightened men barely came back to their senses.

"Hello? Do you really want to go on? I feel like I'm going to have quite a live accident if I record it again. ”

Yota Katsumura glanced timidly at the Nishijo-shiki, and the usual indomitable masculinity completely fell off the young man's face, replaced by a deep fear of the Nishijo-shiki.

"yes... That hammer... It's too exaggerated! Ordinary people don't walk around with a hammer at night, do they? Otherwise, the show would not be recorded, right? ”

Yoshida Hama also proposed.

"It's not up to us to decide whether to record or not."

Jun Ono shook her head, and then she asked quietly as she pressed the headphones hidden under the slightly curly hair behind her.

"Director Takeuchi, something went wrong with the show, that... Do you want to keep recording? ”

It wasn't long before an echo came from there:

"It doesn't matter! Just record it! We also captured that shot just now! It's amazing! The gimmick is sufficient! ”

"But..."

"I've got the title of the next episode of the show in mind! "The High School Boy Who Encountered Late at Night Actually Carried a Sledgehammer Murder Weapon? Passers-by's Mind Adventure Continues to Track! ”

"......" Jun Ono.

Have you thought of all the subheadings?

Why don't you stay in the same space with each other?

She kind of got it.

People who don't live in the same room as Nishijo-style can't understand the oppressive feeling of tightening their necks.

"If filming continues, then I suggest that the ghost actor in charge of close-up scare be removed, and only use some scare props."

Jun Ono rubbed his temples and came up with his own thoughts.

If you use a live actor... To be honest, she was afraid that there would be a death tonight.

"Okay, I'll get rid of the close-up scareless live actors. Let's do it all the time. I have a hunch that the ratings will definitely go up after this episode is broadcast. ”

Director Takeuchi's words made Jun Ono's face red.

Her mouth opened, then closed again, and it took almost two seconds for her to say helplessly:

"I see."

There is no way, even if her father is a senior executive of the TV station, but in the program "Three Hours of Spiritual Adventure for Passers-by", the on-site arrangement still has to be directed by Takeuchi.

Otherwise, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is reversed, so what's the point?

And not everyone can get down like the West Side.

Hanging up the communication, she told Director Takeuchi about Director Takeuchi's arrangement to Yota Katsumura and Yoshida Hama.

Yota Katsumura and Yoshidahama, who received the reply, showed sad expressions like their dead parents.

But in order not to lose face in front of Jun Ono, Yota Katsumura still stubbornly said:

"Don't, don't be afraid, Miss Ono, Yoshida and I have both practiced karate, and it is absolutely no problem to hold a high school student."

"That's right! Don't worry! Katsumura and I are both very good! Karate Cordon Bleu. Not to mention one Xicheng, even if we come to three or four Xicheng, we can still crush him to death. ”

Yoshidahama took over the conversation and said stiffly.

But when I think of the strange power of the Xicheng style just now, and the back of the terrifying madness and wielding the hammer...

This one... Le Cordon Bleu at this level... I don't know if it's enough?

They couldn't hold back their cranky thoughts again.

......

"I invited Brother Xicheng to come over, and I shouldn't leave Brother Xicheng behind, so I decided to go along."

Jun Ono, who said this line, had mixed feelings.

But work is work, and there is no personal relationship.

"Of course we're the same, please take care of me, Brother Xicheng."

Yota Katsumura and Yoshida Hama are professional actors, and they can still squeeze out a smile on their faces at such a time.

"Oh?"

Nishigi looked thoughtfully at Yoshidahama and Yota Katsumura who said this.

They seem to have consciously or unconsciously kept a distance of almost five meters from themselves.

It seems that the deterrent effect has been played.

But the director of the program group is not dead and will continue to record the program.

Nishijo didn't care, he disassembled the hammer head and handle in front of the trembling Yoshidahama and Katsumura Yota, and put it in a small suitcase.

Then he raised his head and said hello:

"Then let's move on."