Takeshi Kitano in front of him was still struggling with crabs, and the hot weather made his forehead sweaty.

Seeing the way he gritted his teeth, Shirakawa Kaede suddenly felt that Takeshi Kitano, who had such a rich expression, was also rich and delicate in his heart.

When he noticed him in his previous life, Takeshi Kitano would always have that paralyzed expression.

Under such a numb expression, there is not only a cold and violent side, but also a soft and healing warmth.

"Senior Brother Kitano" Shirakawa Kaede put down his chopsticks and looked at him, "Have you ever thought about making a movie yourself?" ”

Takeshi Kitano let go of the half-bitten crab leg and raised his oily mouth, "What are you kidding, do you think anyone who wants to make a movie can make it?" It's a movie..."

As he spoke, his voice became quieter and quieter, and the crowd at the wine table fell silent.

Mikiko Matsuda poured another glass of wine for Takeshi Kitano, Mori Masayuki looked inexplicable, and Jiro Kaneko was silent. As for Torataro, he is having a good time.

Takeshi Kitano hesitated as he picked up his glass, but still drank it all. "Movies are really fascinating, but it's a hassle to make a film.

Although I haven't been in contact with it, behind the scenes of the TV station, I have seen all kinds of scenes of dozens of staff and mulberries going all out for a show.

This is just an ordinary variety show, and if it is a movie, it must be even more complicated. The script, the haiyu, the crew, and the release and release of the movie after the completion of the film are not something that can be done with a single passion. ”

After speaking, Takeshi Kitano picked up chopsticks and grabbed a piece of tempura, lowered his head and ate it slowly.

"I'll come to the script" Shirakawa Kaede didn't look away, still looking at this senior brother Kitano, who was still a man.

Takeshi Kitano stopped moving, Mori Masayuki looked like an arrow, Ganko and Kaneko Jiro looked stunned, and Torotaro was happy.

Shirakawa Kaede's words directly plunged the entire room into silence. Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Torotaro quietly put down his chopsticks, glanced at the wine glass and moved his throat, and couldn't help but gently pick up the wine glass and take a small sip.

"Ho ho~" Takeshi Kitano suddenly laughed, "Shirakawa boy, how did I not know that you still have the talent to write scripts." ”

Shirakawa Kaede calmly faced everyone's gaze, "I can't write professional scripts, but I can write stories." With a complete story, it must be much easier to bother the staff to polish the script. ”

"Don't you think that writing a script is like the song "Mayfly" you wrote, which can be popular casually?" Takeshi Kitano still doesn't believe that Kaede Shirakawa can write any famous stories.

He thought that this was just a young man's boast of Haikou, which he had often done before.

"Senior brother, it's "Dragonfly", not "Mayfly"..."Shirakawa Kaede helplessly corrected the slip of the tongue just now for the senior brother with big nerves.

"It's all the same, it's about the same anyway," Kitano muttered.

"If" Mori Masayuki, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention, "If Shirakawa-kun can really write a script, I may be able to help the crew." ”

He didn't know if Shirakawa Kaede had a talent for writing scripts, but judging from the communication he had just had with Shirakawa Kaede, the latter should not be a person who likes to talk big.

"Eh" Takeshi Kitano was stunned, he looked at Mori Masayuki with a serious expression, and then turned to the calm Shirakawa Kaede.

After falling silent, he didn't speak, but picked up the crab leg that he had eaten half of before, and bit it again.

Everyone remained quiet, but their eyes were focused on Takeshi Kitano, and Mikiko Matsuda silently poured a cup of tea for him.

"Smack" Kitano Takeshi threw down the crab legs that were only empty shells, he picked up the wet towel on the table, wiped his mouth, and wiped his fingers again.

"Shirakawa" Kitano Takeshi put away the abuse and indifference just now, and his expressionless face made Shirakawa Kaede seem to see the master of violent aesthetics in later generations.

"If you can really write a story that touches my heart, then," Takeshi Kitano stared straight at him, "just do it!" ”

"Good!" Shirakawa Kaede picked up his glass, Takeshi Kitano, Masayuki Mori, Jiro Kaneko, Mikiko Matsuda, and Torotaro, who was a little slower. Everyone's wine glasses gathered together, "ding~", a soft sound, and the agreement was made.

"Ha~" After a glass of sake, Takeshi Kitano returned to his careless fatigue, "Shirakawa boy, what kind of story are you going to write?" Cliché stories don't impress me. ”

Shirakawa Kaede glanced at Takeshi Kitano and Mikiko Matsuda with a smile, "The blessing of Senior Brother and Ganzi-san, it's probably a story about the sea." ”

The idea came from the seaside vacation after marriage that Takeshi Kitano said just now, and I don't know if this senior brother will feel déjà vu when he sees the story.

…

A unique wedding banquet ended, and when I came out of Takeshi Kitano's house, it was getting late.

Because there are still classes at school tomorrow, Shirakawa Kaede said goodbye to Torotaro and prepared to go back to the dormitory in Suginami Ward in the evening.

On a summer evening, the sun is already much softer.

As the fiery sunset reflected the faces of pedestrians, Shirakawa Kaede took off his suit jacket and hung it between his arms, and slowly walked along the narrow street to meet the afterglow.

As the summer vacation approaches, businesses on the streets have begun to hang up signs for various summer discount events.

Hanabi, goldfish, taiko drums, just thinking about these things, my mind is already full of various scenes of summer festivals.

Busy businesses, enthusiastic adults, cheering and running children.

Shirakawa Kaede, who was smiling and watching all this, gradually slowed down as he passed by an orange phone booth.

Thinking back to the figure in his mind, he chuckled and turned to enter the phone booth.

His fingers lightly pressed the familiar but infrequent paging signs, rang a few times, he hung up the phone, and leaned lightly against the glass wall of the phone booth and waited quietly.

"Jingle bell...", the crisp ringing sound made him instantly sober up, who had already begun to wander.

"Moxie Moxi?" A soft female voice echoed in my ears.

For a moment, Shirakawa Kaede suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Shirakawa-kun?" I asked a probing question about the interview.

"Eh" Shirakawa Feng swallowed back the words he wanted to speak, "Sister Tian, this is a public phone, can you guess this?" ”

There was a smug laugh from the other side, "Awesome."

"Quite powerful," Shirakawa Kaede praised exaggeratedly, and laughed out loud after speaking. After greeting each other with laughter, Shirakawa Kaede relaxed, "Still filming?" ”

"It's over, but the sunset in Fukuoka is really beautiful."

Yuko Tanaka's "Little Pony Sister" is set in Fukuoka, so a lot of the locations were filmed there. As a very important second or third fan, she naturally has to shoot with the group.

Hearing her mention the sunset, Shirakawa Kaede also looked out the window, and the crimson light wantonly rendered the sky. "Yes, it's beautiful."

The sunset in Fukuoka is no different from Tokyo, except that one falls into the sea and the other disappears between the tall buildings.

"When will the filming of this drama be finished?" Shirakawa Kaede stared at the sky against the glass, and when he relaxed, he even spoke a lot softer.

"Probably around August."

"All the time in Fukuoka?"

"Not really, I should be able to go back to Tokyo in a month."

"If you have time, maybe you can give your senior sister a gift."

"Huh, gifts?"

"Well, I should thank Senior Sister for taking care of me all the time."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"See you then, then?"

"Hail"

…

Hanging up the phone, Yuko Tanaka did not leave immediately. In the phone booth, she leaned against the glass wall, and her hands played with a pair of braids left over from filming.

Suddenly, she smiled, her face was like a blooming flower, her smile was uncontrollable, and her posture swayed.

said that he was taking care of him, but he had been taking care of him.

PS: There are still at night