Ryoko Hirosue didn't seem to be able to concentrate on reading the script after Mizumi Hayato came to the crew, especially after "Miss Saito", who was hung up by the male members of the crew every day, came to Mizuyato's side.

"How did she pass!" Ryoko Hirosue's hand clenched the script in her hand.

Saito Shizuka, this woman, is the same age as her, and both in appearance, figure and temperament are first-class, although Ryoko Hirosue believes that her appearance, which has conquered the entire entertainment world, will not lose to her, but her imitating temperament is unbeatable!

Ryoko Hirosue once had a brief contact with Shizuka Saito, and knew that this woman was the type that all men wanted to pick up a gun when they saw it, and all women would be jealous when they saw it.

What's more, she is still wearing the uniform of an undertaker!

Mizumi Hayato is also very clear about how obsessed Ryoko Hirosue is about "cosplay", but she has never agreed to him.

"No, no matter what, what do you say about the undertaker's uniform..."Ryoko Hirosue shook her head, and looked in the direction of Saito Shizuka: "There is no design at all, it shouldn't be..."

As she spoke, her confidence faded away.

Although the uniform worn by Shizuka Saito is a gray-black uniform with no design, it is just a shirt style similar to that of the service industry, and the simple corset around the waist is also a lifeless gray-yellow, so it stands to reason that the whole person should look featureless when wearing it.

But Saito Shizuka wore it out of a "surviving" atmosphere.

Ryoko Hirosue could already imagine what Shizuka Saito looked like on the other side of Mizumi Hayato. Chu Chu's pitiful temperament, soft tone, beautiful face, and seductive figure that can't be restrained by black clothes.

"Hiss~" Ryoko Hirosue almost couldn't stand it herself.

"Not to mention that rascal!" Ryoko Hirosue is clutching the script tightly, and there seems to be a tendency to run over and pull Mizumi Hayato back.

...

"Tan、Ah, Saito-san, I heard that you are still a student?" Mizumi Hayato was a little nervous, both goddesses in his previous life, but seeing Shizuka Saito was more nervous than seeing Kyoko Fukada and Masami Nagasawa combined.

"Well, yes." As if he would never be in a hurry, Saito said softly, "After graduating from university, I studied a lot of things, and then I became interested in the funeral industry, so I entered a vocational school. ”

The so-called vocational school is actually similar to a vocational and technical school, and it mainly focuses on learning specialized skills.

Shizuka Saito graduated from Showa Women's University, a traditional private women's education university, and it is not something that everyone can do after graduating from university to be able to re-enter a vocational school for their own interests.

"It's really rare to be interested in the funeral industry."

"Well, because the world of the living is ugly, I want to see if the world of the dead is still ugly." Saito Shizuka's tone was calm and he said something terrible.

Why did a woman who said such a thing become a sexy photo model and sexy actress when she debuted later?

Some curiosity rose in the hearts of the water falcons.

"And the result?"

"I see more peace than ugliness or beauty." Saito Shizuka shook his head and said.

"Also, life does not bring death and does not take away, people come to this world naked, and when they leave, they must leave peacefully and quietly." Mizumi Hayato nodded in agreement.

"His Highness Mizumi is indeed a very thoughtful person." Shizuka Saito smiled.

"Sure enough?" Mizumi Hayato asked, "Can you see it on TV?" ”

"Probably." Saito nodded and his eyes drifted to Mizuyato's lower body: "I've seen a lot of men, and I've been a wine companion for a while, so I know very well what kind of behavior they will behave when they see me. ”

Mizumi Hayato bent over, a little embarrassed: "So, I'm no different from other men." ”

"No, it's different." Saito Shizuka shook his head: "Physiological reactions are uncontrollable, but the desires in people's hearts want to be expressed, but there are different ways to express them. I've seen my teeth and claws come at me, I've seen money seduce me, and I've seen many people threaten me with malice. ”

"In this way, there must be a lot of men like me who pretend to be upright and gentleman on the surface, but their hearts are full of ideas that possess you." Mizumi Hayato suddenly felt the difference in this woman, and gradually became generous: "Then how do you judge that I am different from them." ”

"Actually, if you want to say different, it's not different." Saito Shizuka shook his head: "It's just a momentary feeling, and the possibility of feeling this kind of thing going wrong is not small." Perhaps, just as His Highness was seduced by me, I was also seduced by His Highness Mizu's face? ”

"If I was deceived by His Highness Shui, I would be willing." Saito Zhijinga said, his eyes seemed to be a little more charming.

Mizumi Hayato looked at this amorous woman, and it was impossible to say that he didn't have the idea of pounceing on her and possessing her now, after all, he could have ideas when he looked at photos in his previous life, how could this person suddenly be as holy as a Buddha when he stood in front of him.

It's just that...

"That's not interesting." Mizumi Hayato smiled, and unabashedly performed a "tactical pressure gun" in front of Shizuka Saito, and said, "Although my body is still very honest, I just want to tell you honestly that I am not interested in you. ”

After saying this, the water hayato slipped away.

Can't stay any longer, although his mouth is so awesome, but he doesn't know if he can bear it after a few words, this woman even emits the smell of her body as if she is tempting a man.

After Mizukato left, Shizuka Saito was still smiling, her hands crossed in front of her, and she stood there gracefully, so that the man who saw her couldn't take his eyes off her.

But that look was so empty that it didn't seem like words.

The gray-black and unadorned uniform was worn on her body, as if she was not a solemn mortuary who sent the last journey for the deceased with dignity, but had lost her life and calmly looked at all the "dead" in the world.

...

The water falcon held the cello to his chest, and it didn't matter if it could block his vision, if only it could block other things.

"Ryoko, let's have dinner together at night?" Mizumi Hayato is back with Ryoko Hirosue.

Ryoko Hirosue's face was expressionless, her eyes fixed on Mizumi Hayato's face, and she did not respond.

"Anyway, my mother and sister Quanshui are also here, do you want to have a meal together?"

"Huh?" Ryoko Hirosue broke through.