Hoshimi sat across from Ikuta and Saito, looking at the bulging cheeks of the two of them and finding it amusing, he silently raised his phone and quickly poked the shutter.

"You're taking pictures! Definitely taking pictures just now! Ikuta, keenly aware of Hoshimi snickering behind the phone, reached out to cover her lens.

"No, I'm replying to messages, and you know, as the popular king of the group, everyone cares about me." Hoshimi put down his phone and silently picked up the chopsticks and picked up the meat that Ikuta had just put in the bowl.

"Yikes! Why are you stealing my flesh again! Ikuta angrily clamped her broken chopsticks, and when she looked up, she saw the black camera aimed at her face with precision.

“Get！” Hoshimi quickly withdrew his hand and hid his phone behind his back, hiding from Ikuta.

"Do you want something to drink?" Hoshimi asked as he looked at Asuka who was eating quietly, trying to change the subject, but he focused on Ikuta, never forgetting to be vigilant.

"No, I'm done." The voice is swishing.

"Then I'll go check out first." She picked up her handbag and didn't forget to put her phone in it and zip it up.

"Let's go back and get some rest, I'm almost tired these days."

Watching Asuka being taken away by her long-missed mother, Hoshimi leaned against the glowing sign outside the door of the udon shop and said, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the passing vehicles, looking for Hoshimi Mikoto's car.

"You really should have rested, and you fell to the starting line before you even blew the whistle."

"How did you become nagging today, you will become an old woman."

"You're just going to become an old woman, obviously a year younger than me but you don't have any vitality at all, look at how cute they are, you are really an unqualified sister."

"You say, can I be a good idol? When you think about it, I don't really have anything to like. ”

As if he was hit by a meteorite, Hoshimi didn't mean to joke abnormally, he still looked at Ikuta with a light smile, and said to her in a normal tone, but Ikuta saw a trace of loneliness that couldn't be hidden.

Ikuta reached out and gently patted Hoshimi's shoulder, "What nonsense, if you don't deserve to be liked, you won't make Asuka cry." ”

Hoshimi looked at her in surprise instantly, "What's the matter, when I was collecting things in the afternoon, she was lying on the bed reading and ignored me, obviously she was angry, I went to apologize and was bitten by her." The tone was a little helpless.

Hoshimi remembered how shy Asuka had just been, and he felt a pang of nostalgia. In the past half a month of getting along, Asuka's respect for her has dropped exponentially.

Shrouded in the brilliance of the unlucky egg, she will appear in front of the members from time to time.

It's either that the wind blows the ground when the laundry you have worked so hard to dry, or that the dish you want to eat when you go to the cafeteria to eat, not to mention the stupid thing like being scared and choking on others when you eat candy.

From the time she returned to the dormitory this afternoon until she finished packing her things, Asuka who was lying on the bed reading a book didn't bother with her.

She leaned over to apologize with a shy face, but in exchange for Asuka putting the book directly in her face. Knowing that the other party was angry because she had been deceived in the morning, she could only promise the other party that she would not be forced to defend herself in the future, so as to ease her guilt by inviting guests to dinner.

In this way, her image of her sister, who could only be established on a small number of people in the group, suddenly disappeared and came to naught.

And the only benefit she gets is to become the mascot of Nanami Hashimoto, almost everywhere she appears, there will be Hashimoto's uncontrollable laughter, but this morning's Hashimoto can be regarded as being affected by himself.

"You deserve it, you're obviously a friend, why can't you rely on us a little more?"

Ikuta sometimes thinks Hoshimi is very strange, obviously looks very kind, and when the smile rarely slips to the corners of his mouth, it often makes people feel that he is far away from her and can't touch it at all.

"Maybe I'm scared." The voice was soft, as if this sentence was just an illusion produced by Ikuta.

"Scared? You're afraid—"

"Ikuta, your father has arrived, stopped on the other side, you hurry over and see you next time." Hoshimi interrupted her by pointing to a stopped car across the road.

"I'm not done yet!" Ikuta was a little angry when he was interrupted, but he was ignored by Hoshimi for a legitimate reason.

"Mom! I am here! I'll go first, bye-bye, Ikuta. ”

Hoshimi grabbed the box and fled, a single ponytail swinging in the air, making Ikuta da's eyes glazed, and when he shook his head, Hoshimi had already thrown the suitcase to the back seat, climbed up, stretched out his hand out of the window and shook it at her, and took it in again.

The glow of neon lights shone on the cold glass of the tall building, and the staff kept tapping their heads on the glowing screens. As the night deepened, lone crows streaked across the sky and landed on the trees, making a quacking sound that broke the silence.

The car sped through the bustling city, like a lonely crow looking for a branch to perch on.

Mikoto Hoshimi glanced strangely at Hoshimi Mitsubu who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and asked aloud, "How does it feel to be in the house?" You weren't able to participate in the school's boarding activities before due to physical reasons, did you have fun? ”

Hoshimi glanced at the blue needle on the blood vessels of his right hand, covered it with his left hand, and involuntarily bit his lip and smiled, "I'm very happy, everyone is very good to me." ”

"Made friends?"

"Well, I've made great friends."

"Go back and have a good rest these two days, but don't forget to catch up on your homework. I helped you find a temporary tutor, it just so happens that Minami Hoshino and you in your group are both second-year junior high school students, and her parents mentioned it to see if you can tutor together, what do you think? ”

"Didn't I ask for leave from school before boarding together? Why are there still assignments? ”

"Asking for leave doesn't conflict with having homework, right? I have contacted your teachers, and I have also investigated the content and progress of the course in the past two weeks, and you only need to complete the necessary homework. ”

Xingjian wrinkled his nose, nodded stupidly, and couldn't help but fight for himself: "I don't think I need a tutor, or just transfer the teacher to Xiaonan, I'll be able to do it myself." ”

"No, you will be in a hurry if there is no accident in the next time, I don't want you to give up on the school part, since you have chosen to do it, you have to do things well, and tutors can help you save a lot of time and be more efficient."

Thinking that she had just finished training, Hoshimi Mikoto couldn't help but soften her heart and said with relief: "You can take a day off first, and then start tutoring the day after tomorrow, and you can also leave your homework until the teacher comes to deal with it." I put pillows and little blankets behind the chairs, you can sleep for a while, and when you get home, your mother will call you. ”

Knowing that he had no chance of refusing, Hoshimi collapsed lazily in his seat and closed his eyes. She had slept all day during the day, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she quickly lost consciousness again.

The sound of heavy breathing came from the back seat, Hoshimi Mikoto looked at her daughter's quiet sleeping face in the rearview mirror, a warm current slid through the tip of her heart, loosened the accelerator to make the car drive more smoothly, stopped in front of the next red light, turned around and gently helped her tidy up the blanket.

The first opportunity to leave the country has come in a blink of an eye.

As expected by Hoshimi, she was placed in the back row of the unimportant operation, which made her feel a lot less guilty, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel unwilling.

It didn't become the first "Where's Nogizaka?" One of the selected members recorded by the program team, she will shoot a set of official promotional videos in the park as an under.

"Next, the stars have not moved, ready!"

"Here we are."

Hoshimi, who was holding a stack of white paper, walked to the standby point, looked at the staff who was about to pick up the camera again, waved his hand and said:

"Wait a minute, this is the storyboard I had conceived before, can I take a look at it if it's convenient?" I just communicated with the director, and he said that he could add his own ideas, and that's probably it......"

"Have you started filming?" Hoshimi saw the red dot that suddenly flickered on the left side of the black lens, and asked the staff who was holding the camera to the bench.

The camera panned up and down slightly, confirming that it was already in the shooting state, and the familiar smile was ready, and the camera slowly lifted to the well-prepared Hoshimi, and the shooting proceeded in an orderly manner as she had envisioned.

When the camera turns again, it is no longer Hoshimi who appears, but the selected members sitting in the studio. They're recording "Where is Nogizaka going?" The third episode.

When the promotional video of the stars is played, the camera first faces the wooden bench in the park, the camera moves slowly, a Lego figure with sunglasses sits on the edge of the bench, as the camera moves forward, the villain seems to move, stands up and strides forward, when the bench disappears from the camera, a girl wearing a school uniform and carrying her body appears in front of the camera, and when she turns around, she takes off the glasses she is wearing and the villain, and smiles at the camera, holding a golden leaf in her hand.

"Hello everyone, I'm Hoshimi Mibu, born in Tokyo, 13 years old, born in the second year of junior high school, you can call me miho."

The voiceover plays at the same time, and the camera lingers on the girl's face for a moment, the sunlight sneaking through the gaps in the leaves.

Hoshimi lets go of her fingertips, and the fallen leaves slowly fall, and the camera sweeps over her body with the speed at which the fallen leaves fall, accompanied by a matching voiceover.

"My favorite season is autumn, and I like this autumn when I meet Nogizaka the most."

The camera returns to the white studio, and Hoshimi begins to roll up his sleeves with a look of eagerness.

"My personal technique is to eat mints in the air, and I can throw them high and catch them with my mouth." As she spoke, she threw her right up, and a black dot brushed the corner of her lip and fell to the ground.

"It was a mistake! Be sure to cut it out! Trouble, this section must be cut. ”

The video stopped abruptly, stopping at the moment when Hoshimi knelt on the ground and folded his hands in please. A row of small black letters appears at the bottom of the screen: After countless attempts, it finally succeeded, and the successful segment was cut out as Miho requested.

"Huh? What kind of personal skill is this? I finally succeeded and was cut out, this guy is too miserable. Shiraku sneered as he pointed at the screen.

"Everybody will, throw the food up and eat it or something." Himura's question was answered in the affirmative.

"Does Arino think this is a personal skill?" Shiraku asked, turning the subject to Arino.

"No, the key is that I didn't catch it, but the unlucky look in the end is impressive."

"That bad luck should be her personal skill." Shiraku relentlessly mends the knife.

And the girls sitting in front of him seemed to think of Hoshimi's usual unexpected appearance, and they all nodded silently and laughed together.

"Is this guy really unlucky? You're all nodding. Shiraku became curious.

Ikuta looked deeply aware and affirmed: "This guy is real, he has always been unlucky. ”

"Wow, I'll see you next time." Shiraku said with gusto, and the next member began to appear on the screen off-camera.