"Haha, it's embarrassing for Fujiwara-sensei to keep talking." Yoshida Kashi laughed, and Fujiwara Kei also cooperated and smiled: "That's great, when I find a girlfriend, I'm going to trouble Mrs. Yoshida."

"Well said."

A high-level wife like Yoshida Kashi is not simple, she needs to play a good role as a lubricant when she looks at words and feelings, speaks for her husband, and appears on the same occasion as her husband. She knew that the young man in front of her was someone her husband valued, so she began to express her cordiality and try to bring the two parties closer together.

Soon, the lights in the auditorium dimmed and the show began.

Matsumoto Koemon put on stage makeup, and after the stage opened, he stepped forward and began to perform the first Kabuki classic play, "Yoshitsune Senbon Sakura".

Then there are "Love Flying Feet Yamato Communication" and "Teng Niang".

Fujiwara Kei hadn't seen much of a kabuki performance before, and the first time I saw it, I thought it was quite novel, and Matsumoto Konoemon is not the kind of old-fashioned artist who sticks to the old tune, and he has adapted many of the singing parts, which sound very pleasant to the ear, and even a bit of a pop song.

The last play is "Even the Lion", Matsumoto Konoemon and Matsumoto Saemon father and son perform on the same stage, although Matsumoto Saemon is not as skilled as his father, but he is also quite imposing between his gestures on stage, one large and one small two long-haired lion heads are constantly shaking and rolling on the stage.

The performance lasted nearly two hours, and at the end of the performance, Konoemon Matsumoto bowed to the audience, and the theater burst into applause.

Yoshida and his wife stood up and shook hands with Kei Fujiwara goodbye, "Fujiwara-sensei, let's go first, if there is anything, just call my office directly."

"Thank you, Director." After shaking hands with the two, Kei Fujiwara nodded again to the director and his wife.

At this time, Yoshida Kashi's secretary Sakamoto stepped forward, his face was a little strange, and he whispered a few words to Yoshida Kashi.

Yoshida Kashi was stunned for a moment, then smiled casually: "It seems that I have a lot of trouble, Fujiwara-sensei, blame me for not switching seats between you and Sakamoto-kun. Miss Arima seems to have something to do with Fujiwara-sensei."

Kei Fujiwara was stunned for a moment.

"That's it." Yoshida Kashi bowed slightly, took his wife's hand and left.

Kei Fujiwara stood in place, walked some distance along the auditorium, and looked up at the seat on his ticket, while Katsura Arima sat on the seat next to him, looking at him helplessly.

……

"Thistle, what do you think of Fujiwara-sensei?" Sitting in the car, Yoshida Kashi suddenly asked.

Yoshida Thistle said without thinking, "A very mature, courageous, and proud person."

"Where do you see he's arrogant?"

"It's not arrogance. Arrogance is the transformation of the pride in the chest into a sword that hurts others, and this sword will sooner or later hurt oneself and blind one's eyes. Fujiwara-sensei, on the other hand, is modest and cautious, and the arrogance of such a person will turn into a shield to protect himself, and he will always have clear eyes and a firm purpose, and will not easily doubt himself."

As she spoke, Yoshida glanced at her husband with a smile, "Actually, he resembles someone."

"Haha, it can't be me."

"Don't you feel that way?" Yoshida Thistle smiled, "It's easy to say that in front of the top leader, you are neither humble nor arrogant, but most people are prone to breathing difficulties in front of power. And he sat next to you and talked and laughed with the two of us, as if he didn't feel the slightest pressure. Is it because newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?"

"Not only young, but also talented." Yoshida Kashi smiled and patted the dust on his knees at some point, "Talent is a rare gift from God, and people with talent have to live a cautious life like ordinary people, so it's too ashamed of this rare gift."

"Will Fujiwara-sensei always work for Fukuyamadai?"

"I don't know, anyway, the contract will definitely go up in two years. However, this person's personality is not like the type who is willing to be subservient to others, and I guess he has greater ambitions......

……

Kei Fujiwara and Katsura Arima walked out of the theater, both fully armed, with hats and masks tightly wrapped.

"Alas, I also specially arranged the best seat for you to repay your dinner, but I didn't expect you to give it to someone else."

"It's all to blame on that guy Yoshida." Kei Fujiwara gritted his teeth.

"I'll cook for you another day!" Arima Katsuna said.

"Oh? Do you know how to cook?"

Arima Katsura nodded, "Dad and Mom like my cooking very much, only that guy from Arima Sai doesn't know the goods!"

That's not a good idea...... Kei Fujiwara muttered in his heart.

At night, the two wander aimlessly around Shinjuku's theater district, chatting as they go. It's all non-nutritious topics, and you can talk about whatever comes to mind, and you always feel that in addition to the theater on both sides of the street, there are all kinds of discount shops and pubs. Shinjuku is the third most prosperous business district in Yomoto, after Ginza and Asakusa Ueno.

The two chatted while walking, and Fujiwara Kei subconsciously looked around, looking a little vigilant, and stared at a car parked on the side of the road not far away for a long time. Arima Guixiang felt a little strange when she saw his appearance. "What's wrong?"

"It's fine."

In the memories of Kei Fujiwara's past life, Shinjuku was a place that was both prosperous and full of dangers. There are many places of pornography here, and there are all kinds of human transactions.

There are also many members of the gang and foreigners with complex backgrounds, just now Fujiwara Kei saw a group of people walking together on the side of the road, heard them speak in Hokkien, Fujiwara Kei did not understand very well, but vaguely heard a few swear words, as if scolding the police. Because just now, after the patrol saw them, he stopped them and asked them a few more questions.

However, these are the hidden sides of Shinjuku that are not usually revealed to the general public. In the eyes of ordinary people, Shinjuku is just a bustling downtown area with a lively Kabukicho and countless skyscrapers.

But in his previous life, Kei Fujiwara knew a man named "Li Komaki", and he had heard him say a lot about Shinjuku and some darkness and cruelty about Kabukicho, so he subconsciously had some delusions of being killed, and he didn't know why tonight, and he always felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had been stared at.

At this moment, a figure approached the two of them, and put a hand on Arima Katsuka's shoulder.

As soon as Katsura Arima and Kei Fujiwara turned around, they saw a young man wearing sunglasses standing behind him, slightly picking up a pair of glasses with one finger.

"Sister, are you really mixed up with this writer?" Arima Zhai is heartbroken.

Arima Katsura was stunned for a moment: "...... Masai" and then subconsciously looked around.

"Don't look, my friends and I came out, but my parents didn't come." Arima Saido, and then looked at Fujiwara Kei: "It turns out that the news of the two of you is true, and the media didn't scribble?"

"What really." Arima Katsura hurriedly said, "I just happened to run into Fujiwara and came out for a walk."

"Coincidentally? Why don't you happen to run into someone else." Arima Saisai pursed his lips, "Forget it, you said it was a coincidence, by the way, Fujiwara-sensei, right?" I love your latest "Genius Detective Mitarai", and I'll vote for you."

"Thank you." Kei Fujiwara replied with a smile.

Arima put on his sunglasses again: "I see that many people say that "Genius Detective Mitarai" is worse than "White Night Walking", I really don't understand what these people think, I think your recent book is much better than "White Night Walking". To be honest, I think this person is very similar to me, smart and handsome......

"You can do it, go play with your friends." Arima Katsura was inexplicably a little embarrassed.

"How can I play if I don't have money?" Arima Sai hippie smiling face.

It turns out that this kid is here to blackmail...... However, it is understandable, because Matsumoto Konoemon has reduced his pocket money to one-third because he has not been practicing basic skills recently. Arima Guixiang stroked her forehead, then took out a few 10,000 yuan bills from her wallet and handed them to him: "This is spent, I won't give you any more money this month."

Arima Masai's eyes lit up when he saw the money: "It's better to be a sister." And then again

He added, "By the way, are you going home tonight?" If you don't come back, do you need me to say anything for you?"

Arima Guixiang's face suddenly turned very red: "If you talk nonsense again, don't want me to give you a penny in the future."

Arima Masai hurriedly made a zipper action on his mouth, this is the God of Wealth milk, and it can't be offended.

After Arima Sai ran away, a jeep parked on the side of the road not far away, slowly lowered the window, and aimed at Arima Katsura and Fujiwara Kei, and the shutter sounded continuously.