"Fujiwara-sensei, you really feel sorry for me, and I will definitely honor you as a father in the future."

Aoi Kono said as she stuffed the chicken skewers into her mouth.

Kono Aoi ate with oil in her mouth, Nobutoshi Takagi smiled, and Kei Fujiwara looked at her speechlessly.

This guy met by chance at the door of the TV station, and she was invited to audition for a drama, and happened to meet the production team of "Lonely Foodie".

The agent, Etsuko Fukuyama, pulled Kono Aoi over to say hello, and Nobutoshi Takagi liked this little girl who looked headless and brainless, so he chatted a few more words.

When Kono Aoi knew that they were going to film a food show, her eyes lit up instantly, and Etsuko Fukuyama secretly said that it was not good, and just wanted to pull Kono Aoi away, but Takagi Nobutoshi invited her to eat roast birds together.

Before Etsuko Fukuyama could refuse, Aoi Kono agreed, followed the production team to the yakitori restaurant where the filming was filmed, and after the filming was over, she sat down directly and ate it.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Fujiwara Kei feels that Aoi Kono is obviously a little rounded, and it seems that Miss Fukuyama's diet diet method taken a while ago has the opposite effect.

TV screens can widen people, and actors have to be skinny in order to be on camera, and sometimes even morbidly thin. Many actors who are extremely amazing on the screen are as thin as tuberculosis ghosts in reality.

Although Kono Aoi has become a little rounder, in reality, it has become more beautiful, but it has to suffer on the screen.

"I think the chicken skin is the best, followed by the lantern, and the third is the chicken tail." Seeing that Miss Fukuyama showed a look of wanting to kill, Kono Aoi didn't dare to eat it anymore. Put down the bamboo sticks and give your own evaluation.

"Little girl, tasteful." Nobutoshi Takagi agreed with it in his heart, and immediately felt that the hero saw the same thing.

Kono tilted her head and thought, "But I think it would taste better with a little more green onion fragrance."

"Smack." Nobutoshi Takagi slapped his thigh, "Connoisseur, really connoisseur."

"It's really disturbing." Etsuko Fukuyama stepped forward, "This kid has caused you trouble."

"It's okay." Kei Fujiwara said, "Do you have any new works in Kono lately?"

Etsuko Fukuyama was overjoyed, "No, I just attended a few auditions, but I'm still thinking about it. If Fujiwara-sensei has a new work, we will have a schedule at any time."

"No, I'll just ask......

After the shooting, a group of people were about to leave the yakitori shop, and the owner walked out and asked Kei Fujiwara for an autograph, still holding a book of "White Night Walking".

The boss was not very old, only in his thirties, and looked a little shy, "Mr. Sima Keita, I am a fan of yours, and I have not been able to go there because you were busy with the business in the store when you held a signing meeting before. Can you sign this?"

The book was a paperback edition, and Kei Fujiwara recognized it at a glance as the first edition of "White Night Walking", that is, the tens of thousands of copies that were first sold, and this owner was one of the first readers to support "White Night Walking".

Kei Fujiwara was a little moved, and quickly took the book with both hands, took out the pen he carried, and wrote a large series of words on the title page of the book very seriously.

"Thank you very much for your support." Keido Fujiwara, "Also, your yakitori is delicious."

"Thank you for the compliment, and I will definitely support your new work." The young boss also looked very happy.

After leaving the yakitori shop, Kei Fujiwara did not follow the film crew back to the studio, but went straight home.

After arriving home, Kei Fujiwara opened the computer file and wrote the next chapter of "Genius Detective Mitarai", the opening of "Bandage Freak Murder Eucalyptus" has already been written, through this simple eucalyptus, mainly to portray the characters, and set a weird and terrifying tone, and prepare for the next dish.

The second eucalyptus, Kei Fujiwara, prepares to write "Astrology Killing Magic".

The pioneering work of the neo-benge (declension) is also the pinnacle of the genre and one of the most amazing tricks in the history of reasoning. Of course, it is also the hardest hit area of plagiarism...... Many authors have almost changed the tricks in "Astrology Killing Magic" and directly taken them out as their own works, some

I don't even bother to change it.

The first chapter of "Genius Detective Mitarai" was finally officially published in the July issue of Spring and Autumn Awards.

The sales of this issue of the magazine went straight to the top, and the magazine's promotional posters were plastered all over the major bookstores, and even the billboards of the trams could be seen with the manga image posters of Mitarai.

Tokyo University of Literature and Arts, Faculty of Letters.

On the second day of the official release of "Spring and Autumn Literary Awards", almost every member of the Literature Department had one volume.

"Hey, Nanako, what do you think of Mr. Sima Keita's new work?" Mayo Ogata asked after reading the book.

"I think it's very interesting.,The character setting of the protagonist or something.,But it's only the first chapter.,I still have to look at it again to judge."

"Hey, don't be extra tolerant just because you're your idol, hey, isn't this kind of genius detective character very common on the market?" Ogata said with a look of disdain.

"That's true, but it always feels a little different from the others."

"Women are terrible creatures, and they can make up any nonsense for the sake of the people they like......

Nanako Tokada hit a stirring spirit and immediately denied it, "Whoever you like, don't talk nonsense on your behalf."

Ogata shook his head, "What did I say? Isn't Keita Sima your favorite mystery writer? Isn't he human? Oh roar, you're crooked."

「…… If you do this again, I'll delete your game saves." Nowadays, computers are not available in every household, and Nanako Tokada has a wealthy family and is one of the few university students who have a private computer. So Mayo Ogata goes to her house every now and then to play games.

In other words, Nanako Toshida holds the power of life and death in the game that Mayo Ogata is playing now.

Ogata Shinyo immediately relented, and quickly rubbed his hands together and made a pleading appearance, "I was wrong, Miss Nanako, you must not delete it, I will be able to reap the [Wives and Concubines] achievement immediately, if you delete it, I will jump the Skytree."

"It's scary, okay, don't delete it."

"Our Nanako is the best!" Mayo Ogata put his arms around Nanako Toshikata by the neck and kissed her on the cheek.

"Okay......" Nanako Togata was a little embarrassed.

"Gollum ......" There was a sudden sound in the air, and the two looked at each other and burst out laughing. Shinyo Ogata was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm a little hungry, let's go eat......

"Wow, where are you going?" Nanako Toshida stood up and picked up the backpack on the table.

Mayo Ogata thought for a moment and said, "Let's just find a place to eat, there are no good restaurants anyway. Recently, I have had a feeling that the book may be about to perish, and I can't even find a delicious restaurant, so what is the meaning of such a book?"

……

"Hungry, aren't you? Please come in and try our fried dumplings, you can get a 20% discount with a coupon."

"Our gyoza are made with very high-quality and fresh ingredients, and they are the best in Tokyo."

"Please come in and taste it, delicious food doesn't lie."

A woman in her mid-40s, wearing a hood in the shape of a fried dumpling, was handing out leaflets to passers-by on the road.

A coupon can be cut out on the flyer, and many stores do this in order to attract customers.

In this book, coupons like this have been integrated into my daily life. Many students and people with poor financial conditions will deliberately collect these coupons or vouchers.

There are even some people who only need these volumes in their daily life, but they don't need to spend much money.

When a thin young man received the flyer, he looked down and asked, "Where is your shop?"

The woman wearing the fried dumpling hood quickly stretched out her finger and pointed into the distance, "Follow this road to the end, just turn right."

"It's too off." The young man shook his head, but left with the leaflet in hand.

"Our fried dumplings are delicious." The woman is not discouraged and still faces the man

The back of the child shouted.

As the sun set down, half of the leaflets in the woman's hand were distributed, but it seemed that most of them took the coupon and left, and few went directly to dinner.

The woman rolled up the rest of the leaflet, stuffed it into her bag, and returned to her snack bar.

The snack bar had just opened, and the signs were all brand new, and the shop was not large, with only six tables. A middle-aged man in a white chef's hat leans against the door and smokes.

"Kid dad." The woman stepped forward and shouted affectionately, "I've sold out all my coupons today, and it won't be long before a lot of people come to our hotel."

"We'll make a lot of money then, wow, how can we make 2 million yen a month, so won't we be able to make tens of millions a year?"

The woman said excitedly, her eyes seemed to be full of expectations for the future.

"How do you spend all that much money? Hey, how about we travel to Hokkaido? Didn't the original car be sold? I'll buy you a new one. By the way, Nobita wants a new baseball glove, and he hasn't bought it for him before, so buy it for him! Buy him a new pair of sneakers...... Oh, will we spoil him too much, and the child will become useless."

The man glanced back at the empty snack bar and said with some frustration, "But there is no one at all."

"It's okay, slowly, there will be more people, and our lives will be better." The woman stepped forward and said tenderly stroking the man's head.

The man lowered his head, as if his eyes were full of shame: "I'm sorry, Michi, for letting you suffer with me. Follow a useless man like me......"

"What nonsense are you talking about, I've never felt that way." The woman in the dumpling hood pinched the flesh of the man's cheeks with both hands and said, "That damn president of your company didn't have the vision to lay you off, but that's a good thing. Your cooking is so delicious, I used to think that it would be a waste for me to eat such a delicious food alone, and I would be damned. So maybe this is God's arrangement? Let more people taste the delicious food you make."

"This place is a bit out of the way."

"yes, the first time I came here was because I accidentally got lost...... People who are usually hungry don't pass by here, do they? Why did you open a shop in this place, I guess I am very confident in my craft."

Two voices sounded not far away, and a combination of a young man and a middle-aged man walked over. Both looked well-dressed and looked like rich men.