"Whew...... This damn weather, why is it so cold. ”

The extremely sassy magenta Mitsubishi parked in the planned parking space with a flick of the tail, and the man who walked down from the car rubbed his hands and complained in a sigh, and there was a white mist visible to the naked eye floating out of his mouth.

Before leaving, he looked at the outdoor temperature, and deliberately changed into a turtleneck, and even wore such a thick burgundy coat outside, and even put on autumn pants, but he was shivering from the cold.

The good thing is that the destination is here.

Katsumi Uehara, who had his hands in his pockets, raised his head and looked at the luxurious shopping mall in front of him, stepped into the elevator according to his memory, and pressed down the 7th floor.

"Welcome, sir—ah! Are you- are you?! You're the one who's been on the news a lot lately—"

"Katsumi Uehara."

"Is it really a real person from the Uehara Police Department?!" The lady at the front desk of the karaoke is still a little unbelievable.

The long hair, which is slightly naturally curly, is not tied back with a leather rope, but naturally hangs down to the sides, and a gentle smile climbs between the handsome eyebrows.

A black turtleneck sweater and trousers are paired with a burgundy coat, and the red and black combination looks particularly eye-catching.

If it weren't for the fact that she has watched more official news recently, she would have thought which star this was.

But this is a super cop who has saved an unknown number of lives.

"If you don't know the second Katsumi Uehara, it should be me." The man rested his arms on the marble countertop of the front desk, leaned forward slightly, and smiled.

"Yo Uehara, it's coming so soon?" The man who had just finished greeting the guests had just walked out of the box room, and when he looked up and saw a familiar figure standing at the front desk, he couldn't help but light up.

Katsumi Uehara, who heard the greeting, turned his head and happened to see his old friend, and greeted him with a smile and opened his arms: "Long time no see, Sumii." ”

"It's been a long time, and it looks like I'm recuperating well at home during this time."

The decent-looking man clenched his fist with one hand and hammered it on his friend's chest, his deliberately cultivated mustache beating with his smile: "It looks like I really don't have to carry the fruit basket to the hospital to see you anymore." ”

"Actually, you can discount the money from the fruit basket directly into my bank card, I don't mind."

Katsumi Uehara shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the two longer beards on his friend's lips: "Haven't you shaved your beard after seeing you for so long, a 28-year-old person looks the same as a 38-year-old, and it's really not wrong to call you uncle." ”

"You're embarrassed to talk about me."

The man named Hiroshi Sumii scolded with a smile: "Haven't you also been with long hair for so many years. ”

"Look at the face, and so is the beard style."

After saying this, Katsumi Uehara, who silently took a step back, instantly made Sumii Hao pounce.

"For the sake of you just being discharged from the hospital some time ago, I don't think much about it." In front of the front desk staff he recruited, Sumii Hao, who still had to maintain his image to some extent, still made up for himself, coughed and walked into the reception room with his friend.

"Tea? Or coffee? ”

"Milk tea, warm three points of sugar."

"I'm pretty particular about drinking, but unfortunately I don't have it here, do you want canned milk tea?"

"Okay."

Reaching out to take the milk tea thrown by his friend, Katsumi Uehara, who opened the ring at will, took a sip: "Tsk, the taste is not good, next time it is recommended not to enter this." ”

"Look at the price list."

"It's delicious, worthy of your taste, worthy of your decoration grade here, send a few more to the box I booked."

Sitting on the sofa making tea, Sumii Hao shook his head with a smile: "It's a pity that you became a policeman, if you really entered the entertainment industry back then-it's not right, if you do, I'm afraid you won't have the fame and connections you have now." ”

"Forget it, I still miss the free self I used to be. When I go back to work, I'm afraid I won't be as relaxed as before.

"Besides, can that be called the entertainment industry? I thought the salary was high, but I ended up earning so much a day. ”

Recalling that when he was 17 years old, he began to think about making money, Katsumi Uehara gestured at the fingertip of his right index finger and looked disgusted: "I am tired and tired of working as a model, wearing all kinds of clothes and posing for all kinds of looks.

Imagine the Chinese network

"In the end, it came out as a film, and there was only one page in a magazine that belonged to me. If you don't appear on the camera, forget it, and the money you give is still so little. You were half of my agent at the beginning, and you know the amount. ”

"That's less? You speak with your conscience, didn't you get your tuition for your first year of college by being a part-time model? ”

Hiroshi Sumii had a ghostly expression on his face: "If it weren't for that amateur champion, you wouldn't even have a layout, how much more would you want?" The whole amateur group is just you going in and making money.

"Also, people have to give you three pages because of your face and temperament. Although the magazine did not sell well in the end, the money was real. ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Katsumi Uehara waved his hand: "I remember that it was obviously only one page, but you remembered it wrong." ”

“……”

Three minutes later, Katsumi Uehara stared at the yellowed magazine in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Why do you still keep this?" Burned, burned, burned. ”

As he spoke, he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by the burly Sumidi Hao-

"What are you burning it for, this is the memory of your youth back then, and I plan to keep it to show it at your wedding in the future."

Quickly stuffed the declining unknown fashion magazine into the cabinet and hid it, Sumii Hao was a little proud, and the sharp-eyed Katsumi Uehara saw a few other photos in the cabinet-

"This is the band you formed when I went to college?"

Looking at the people in a few photos, the man raised an eyebrow: "Visual kei rock? Why does the lead singer's hair stand up like a hedgehog, and he is still dressed so sassy. ”

"If you let Tatsuya hear this, you two will definitely be able to quarrel and fight." Sumii was happy and pointed to the lead singer in the photo.

"Tatsuya? Why does this name sound familiar? ”

"Tatsuya Kimura, the lead singer of the popular rock band Rex in recent years, those two talented children have soared into the sky."

Sumii Hao smashed his mouth a few times, and there was a little loneliness in his tone: "I can only open karaoke to realize my dream." ”

"Two? Isn't it just Tatsuya Kimura? Who else is there? ”

Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows and looked down at the photo in his hand, always feeling a little familiar.

"The girl next to him, named Mari Terahara, was taken by Tatsuya Kimura to sign with an agency and become a band manager."

Speaking of this, Sumii Hao shook his head: "But although this kid's mouth is more poisonous than yours, his girlfriend is not as diligent as you, and he has always loved Terahara's Mari alone."

"It's a pity that because of his personality, he didn't say anything, and he didn't like Terahara's plastic surgery for him, so he didn't say it to his face, so they are now quarreling every once in a while.

"A few days ago, when he was drinking with me, he was still crying there and said why Mari Terahara wanted to be seen in the accident world, and he even wrote a single for this to give to the girl he loved after flying solo."

“……？”

Katsumi Uehara, who was looking at the photo in his hand, vaguely remembered a little in his mind, a tragedy of lack of communication.

"If you know this, why don't you let these two sit down and have a good talk?" Katsumi Uehara's face was a little strange.

Sumii Hao was stunned: "Let's talk? The two of them? ”

"Didn't you say it, this man named Tatsuya Kimura has always loved this woman named Mari Terahara, but he just doesn't say it, and he makes her angry like a child every day.

"Say it if you like it, just like me."

Katsumi Uehara spread his hands and didn't understand very much: "It's not ashamed." ”