Chapter Twenty-Five: See You Next Time

Kamaike Teichi, who returned to the apartment, opened the meaningful document that Osamu Tezuka had given him, specifically stating that after the annual leave, Chairman Osamu Tezuka would appoint him as the new honorary president of Insect Manufacturing Co., Ltd., acting as the interim president, and taking full charge of the company's affairs.

In the past six months, he has been hiding behind the company, confusing the major territories of the industry, so as to achieve the effect of fishing in troubled waters; Now it seems that he is still coming too soon, for a new little person, it is difficult to achieve the desired effect by insignificant means, and obviously he has to give the superior another extraordinary "signal".

However, this is not possible at the moment, and the New Year's holiday should also be like a normal person, buy a bouquet of flowers, make a cup of coffee or milk, sit by the stove and the window, and look through your favorite books.

But he had to go out and buy a bouquet of flowers first, well, yes.

I changed my shoes and walked out of the house, looking at the closed door on the opposite side of the house, I was a little distracted, and I didn't think much about going downstairs.

"Eh, is that you?" Kayo Sato looked at the handsome and familiar young man in front of him, and his heart was full of surprise and surprise. Half a year has passed since the last unexpected encounter on the train, and she didn't expect to meet this person she admires in the flower shop.

"Kayo-chan?" Pu Chi Huiyi turned his head to look at the girl holding the camellia behind him with some doubts, and couldn't help but believe in fate. The last time I said "goodbye" may be an impossible thing, but fate seems to make it possible.

"It's really been a long time since I've seen you, do you have time? Why don't you go to the coffee shop over there and have a drink? ”

"Okay." Kamachi Teiichi also took a bouquet of camellia from the shelf and replied with a smile.

In the coffee shop, the two of them each ordered a cup of coffee and sat opposite each other, and Kayo Sato stirred the cups with a spoon.

"I didn't expect Kayo-chan to be in Tokyo, have you been in Tokyo for half a year?" Ka Chi Teiichi looked at the happy girl in front of him.

"Senior, let's be honest, when I was on the train, I escaped from home alone and wanted to make my debut in Tokyo to participate in the talent show, but at that time I thought it was too simple." Kayo Sato said in frustration.

"Kayo is such a brave man." Pu Chi Teiichi sighed.

"Shouldn't he be a reckless person? Later, when I got home, my parents criticized me for not being good, but I still insisted on making my debut, and they couldn't help it, so they said, 'If she gets three first places in school, you can take her to Tokyo for the talent show, and by the way, she will take her on annual leave in Tokyo.'" "Kayo Sato's head is the narration of the road.

"Then Kayo-chan should have done it now."

"Well, the senior is really amazing today, I didn't expect to meet you again in the flower shop. It's really amazing. However, what are the seniors doing in Tokyo, don't you go home for the New Year? Kayo Sato said with a smile.

"Me, I've been working in Tokyo, it's boring on New Year's leave, reading books at home."

"Ah~, my predecessor used to work in Tokyo, and it's really amazing."

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Looking at the time, Kayo Sato knew that it was not too early, otherwise her mother would come out to look for her again, "It's good to meet you, senior, I really look forward to seeing us again." ”

"Kayo-chan, this is my phone, you can call me at any time if you have any difficulties." Kamaike wrote the number on the sticky note he carried with him.

Kayo Sato picked up the note on the table, "Okay, thank you." ”

"Jiadai-chan, not only study, but also live a good life." Kamachi Teiichi said seriously to Yoshiyo Sato when they parted.

Seeing the sky darken, he knew it was time to go back.

By the time I got home, it was already dark, "Are you still working?" "Looking at the third floor, the window next to his house has no light.

Putting the camellia on the desk, he looked at the insect-making declarations and seals on the table, opened the drawer and prepared to put them in, but he saw the "good night" log in the drawer, and he had lost the enthusiasm to stay at home.

I found a random book on the shelf, walked out of the "warm" home, closed the door, and walked to the cold stairs to sit down.

Pull back the lamp, an old, beautiful lamp. Staring at the entrance of the first floor, the light from the street lamps outside shone in, turning the ground into a warm tone.

He couldn't feel the speed of time, but the "she" he had been waiting for never appeared, even if it was a shadow.

The early morning sun shone into the corridor, and the head resting on his knees was raised, and Pu Chihui helped his drowsy head and staggered back to the house.

A new day seems to have begun, and there are still four days left until 1983, and time is really a dream thing for Kamaike Keiichi, who always wants to break through the shackles of time, but in the end he is still bound by a person's life.

Turning the first page of the "Good Night" diary, I saw the deepest part of my heart again.

There are people who don't speak out about their distress all their lives

Build your own cabin inside

It will not come out of it for the rest of your life

Even if you are lonely, you can't say that you are not lonely

He took out the personal pen given to him by his teacher, and the golden tip of the pen echoed with the light in the light.

I never know when "see you next time" will appear, just like when I met Yoshiyo Sato today, as long as fate will let two people who have nothing to do with each other meet. Ka Chi Teiichi has never been as eager to see someone again as he was last night, "see you next time" bored him, he hates himself like that, he can leave everything behind and turn all "see you next time" into "I want to see you", but he always chooses to respond with a "yes".

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"There's one day left for the new year, isn't Kamaike-san going home?" Miyazaki patted the corner of his coat and put the pencil in his hand on the shelf.

"Isn't Miyazaki-san also busy in the studio? As a producer, Miyazaki-san is really conscientious. Pu Chi Teichi was slightly more emotional at the mention of this.

"Actually, everyone in my family is busy with work now, and my sister is still in college and has no plans to come back, so I'm the most idle."

"I didn't expect Puchi-san, you still have such a statement." Miyazaki can't help but admire the young boss in front of him, and he also knows that for half a year, the young man in front of him is not just a manga artist, whether it is in a studio or a company, Kamaike Teiichi will always show the identity of a manager.

"Actually, Pu Chi-san and I may also be in the same disease, we have been creating our own works for so many years to support the family's economy, rarely accompany my wife and son, and I received a letter from home yesterday. What a luxury it is for me to go home, and I still need more time for the adaptation of "Love", and I can't care so much about it. ”

Hearing Miyazaki's emotion, Kamaike Teiichi knew that he couldn't talk to him about such a sad topic in the future, so he thought for a while and could only helplessly find a place to sit down and continue to appreciate how this master controlled the production of movies.

"I heard that Miyazaki-san invited Hisaishi to have his seniors come and make the corresponding soundtrack for the movie?"

"Yes, Hisaishi-san is an admirable and believable composer, and his music is a perfect fit for cinema from any point of view." Hayao Miyazaki was a little surprised by Kamaichi Kamaike's mention of Hisaishi, but it could be seen that Kazuchi Kamaike seemed to be happy with it as well.

"Although Hisaishi-senpai is an excellent master when it comes to soundtracks, I would like to introduce you to one more person." Kamachi thought of another later figure in the soundtrack, the music maestro nicknamed "The Professor".