Chapter 361: Kondo-san, do you want to play baseball together?

"Holy Son, congratulations on winning the FNS Song Festival Award."

"Eh" Matsuda Seiko, who was muttering, looked up, and stood in front of him his old rival and acquaintance in the music scene, Masahiko Kondo.

Today's pop scene is not dominated by Seiko Matsuda's family, and the other two teenage idols, Toshihiko Tahara and Masahiko Kondo, are also regulars on the Orincon charts.

At this time, Kondo Masahiko, who was wearing a windbreaker and a scarf around his neck, stood in front of Matsuda Seiko gracefully.

He had a charming smile on his face that often appeared in front of the camera, and every time those girls saw this smile, they couldn't help but hold their hands on their chests and scream.

However, this trick didn't seem to work very well for Matsuda Seiko, and she smiled politely.

"Thanks for the compliment, it's rude."

With that, she turned sideways and prepared to leave here.

"Holy Son, let's go have a drink together. Hiromi Iwasaki, Yoshie Kashiwahara, and Toshihiko Tahara are all here, and it's rare for the New Year, and it's time for us in the 79 and 80 groups to get together. ”

Kondo has a good reason, as the backbone of today's pop music scene, these people basically cover half of the record market.

Everyone is young and a regular on the list. The debut time is still very close, so isn't it normal to get together in the New Year?

It stands to reason that he learned the lesson of the horse last time, and he should be restrained.

However, Kondo Masahiko had already looked around just now, and there was no Toyota Century nearby.

Presumably, that Shirakawa-san is busy with the affairs of his own club, so that is the case.

Kondo Masahiko felt the need to train this girl of light well, and he had to pay back the hardships he suffered last time.

Today is a good opportunity, it's normal to have a little wine at a party, and it's normal to get drunk when you drink too much.

But to his surprise, Seiko Matsuda didn't care about the gathering of artists at the same time.

She just said "sorry for the rudeness", and just staggered and left here on her own.

"Eh" Kondo Masahiko subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold her.

However, Matsuda Seiko glanced at his outstretched arm, and the latter immediately withdrew his hand in fright.

He remembered the last time he had been disassembled and assembled, and it was a bad feeling.

Although he confirmed that there was no suspicious Toyota Century around, it was a natural reflex of body movements, just like a stress response.

At the end of the day, it's the memory of the last time that is too deep.

So although Kondo Masahiko was unwilling, he could only watch Matsuda Seiko go away.

Wait, sooner or later I'll have you crying and begging for mercy.

Kondo Masahiko, who had an evil fire in his heart, cursed hatefully, and his experience recently was not so wonderful.

I still feel a little nauseous, and my mood has become much more irritable because of this.

However, although he was humiliated in his heart, after all, it was Kitagawa, and he didn't dare to resist in his heart.

So he, who had accumulated a stomach full of resentment, saw Matsuda Seiko who made him deflated last time, and the evil fire was strung up again.

Knowing that there is someone behind the other party who is not easy to mess with, Kondo Masahiko still can't help but want to get back to the last time.

I thought that my disguise was deceptive enough, but I didn't expect to be scared away by a look from the other party.

The more humiliated he became, the higher the evil fire became.

With a hateful kick that kicked away the stones that stood in the way, Kondo Masahiko turned around and wanted to have fun with other people.

Hey, isn't that the dark horse in the music scene that has risen rapidly recently, Akina Nakamori?

Kondo's eyes rolled, and the bad water began to bubble out again.

cough~ He straightened his clothes, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he slowly accelerated his pace to catch up with the figure in front.

"Miss Akina, why are you alone, your agent-san?"

Akina Mori in "Eh" was startled by the sudden appearance of a figure.

After seeing that it was him, he hurriedly bent over, "It turned out to be Kondo-senpai, please take care of me." ”

"Miss Akina is so polite, speaking of which, your new single is really amazing.

But it's so late, you have to be careful if you're alone. ”

Kondo Masahiko is really like a senior, and he begins to shush and ask for warmth in a soft voice.

"The agent Sang You left in advance, and I just took a taxi back by myself."

Although Akina Nakamori had also heard of the girl killer Kondo-san, they had not dealt with each other before.

Now that I have come into contact with it for the first time, I didn't expect this predecessor to be unexpected.

"It's inconvenient to take a taxi back, and as an artist, it's better to have less contact with ordinary people.

So I'll send you back, and my car happens to be nearby. ”

As soon as he heard that she was going to take a taxi back, Kondo Masahiko immediately volunteered without thinking about it.

What a great opportunity, it's just an excuse to send it to your door.

"It's not good." Although Akina Nakamori has just debuted, she also knows that this seems to be a little inappropriate.

"It's okay, it's too late, Miss Akina is alone, I don't worry.

Please come with me, my car is in the parking lot. As he spoke, Kondo stretched out his hand and motioned for her to come with him.

It's hard to resist the hospitality, and it is difficult for Akina Nakamori to say no words.

And this Kondo-san does seem to be personable and careful, so there shouldn't be any problems.

So after hesitating, Akina Nakamori still followed him to the parking lot.

Fuji Television's current headquarters is located in Kawada Town, Shinjuku, which is located in a relatively remote location.

In addition to Fuji TV, a large company, there are some sparse residential areas nearby.

Not far away, there is a "Fuji TV Street", but as the name suggests, it is highly dependent on Fuji TV.

Because there are really no people in this vicinity, except for the staff in the TV station, no one else will come to consume.

On the way to the parking lot, there was not even a ghost except for the street lights.

But Kondo Masahiko is very happy in his heart, the darker it is, the better.

You see Miss Akina unconsciously took a few steps closer to herself, it's normal for girls to be afraid of the dark.

As the lights around him became darker and darker, Kondo's heart became more and more itchy.

He quietly reached out his hand and slowly leaned towards Akina Nakamori's waist.

"Smack" suddenly a big hand put on Kondo Masahiko's shoulder.

"Huh!" Masahiko Kondo and Akina Nakamori were both so frightened that they exclaimed in unison.

"Kondo-san, are you interested in playing baseball with us?"

In the dim light, there were already a few more big men with baseball bats around them.

"Who are you? Don't know who I am here? Don't you know if this is Fuji TV's territory? ”

Although he was scared to death, Kondo Masahiko still tried to maintain his composure.

At the same time, I didn't forget to protect Akina Nakamori behind me, and the image of a warm male husband with a proper posture.

Not to mention, the timid Akina Nakamori was so frightened that her face turned pale. A pair of hands grabbed the hem of Kondo's clothes tightly, and he didn't dare to let go.

"Of course we know who Kondo-san is, and not only that, but we even know what brand of lubricant Kondo-san uses."

As he spoke, Dahan took out a photo and shook it in front of Kondo's eyes.

Sticking to the light, Kondo's face suddenly changed after seeing what was in the photo.

He was too familiar with this little blue bottle, and he still had traces of it on his body.

"How about Kondo-san, why don't you go talk about it together?" The big man tilted his head and glanced at the alley not far away.

"What are you talking about, I don't understand, I refuse!" Kondo Masahiko couldn't maintain his composure anymore.

That thing, what the hell do they mean? Could it be that the matter between himself and Kitagawa Sang was revealed?

Thinking of this, Kondo Masahiko couldn't stop being afraid, he knew that if this matter was exposed, his career as an artist would suffer a devastating blow!

So at the moment Kondo Masahiko denied all speculation, he just wanted to escape from here immediately and tell Kitagawa San about it.

He must have a way, Kondo roared in his heart.

"Refuse?" Dahan looked at Kondo Masahiko who kept retreating, and laughed maliciously, "This is not up to you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his chin was raised, and two figures immediately surrounded him. Each of them put one hand directly on Kondo's shoulder, making him unable to move.

Having been in the gray area all year round, they know very well how to subdue a person.

"Akina! Akina! Save me! Kondo kicked the ground with his legs bent, trying to break free.

However, Akina Nakamori, who was already scared silly, had tears and snot flowing together, and a chubby face was even more white.

The big men didn't care how she reacted, and after leaving one person to watch her, the others dragged Kondo Masahiko and disappeared into the dark alley.

Although Masahiko Kondo, who was blocked in the alley, tried his best to resist, he immediately became honest after being punched in the stomach.

"Kondo-san reminds you that don't touch people who shouldn't be touched. This time I will leave you a souvenir, and next time I don't mind inviting you to go to the bottom of Tokyo Bay for eternal sleep. ”

Kondo's pupils suddenly narrowed, Tokyo Bay?! This. This gang of people.

However, before he could react, Dahan gestured to the people on both sides.

"Bang", "Bang" twice, Kondo Masahiko's legs were forcibly separated by a baseball bat, and his wide open mouth was stuffed into a ball of rags before he could shout.

Then, under his horrified gaze, the big man raised his baseball bat and slammed it down.

The sound of the wind brought by the "hum" stick suddenly crossed my ears.

"Pop" and "pop" are the sounds of broken eggs.

Kondo's eyes rolled, and if it weren't for the cloth stuffed in his mouth, his tongue might have been bitten off.

Even so, the whirring panting sound was like a worn-out old bellows.

The big man gave him an expressionless look, then turned to leave.

As the figure holding him loosened, Kondo Masahiko couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to his knees like noodles and fell to the ground.

Akina Nakamori, who was waiting outside, was wiping tears from her eyes while worrying about being afraid.

Suddenly, several big men who had just disappeared appeared at the entrance of the alley again, just as she was thinking, "It's over, it's time for her turn."

The other party took a deep look at her and led people out of here.

Huh? Akina Nakamori, who was alone in the dark night, was stunned for a minute before coming back to her senses.

She looked around and saw that there was nothing but the darkness of the night.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she ran down the alley.

As soon as she turned into the alley, she saw a figure lying on the ground in the distance, twitching and moving.

"Kondo-san!" Akina Nakamori screamed and ran over quickly.

In a daze, Kondo Masahiko saw that the figure in front of him was Akina Nakamori, and a wave of fear welled up in his eyes again.

People who shouldn't be touched.

"Medical Hospital" finally overcame his fear, and he struggled to spit out two words.

"Hospital?" Akina Nakamori was excited, and then got up and ran towards the "Fuji TV Street" not far away.

It's a pity that it's not 83 years now, and I don't even have a mobile phone, so I can only rely on manual labor if I want to call for help.

(End of chapter)