At first, a few people read the script and whispered some whispers.

As the pages of the script turned, the whispering voice faded away.

Only the sound of the "rustle" of the script turning is left.

Even Koichi Koike, who persuaded Hayabusa Kimura to try suspense dramas at the beginning, looked at the script intently.

Looks like it's pretty good.

Hayabusa Kimura leaned back on the back of her seat, her eyes open.

It's not that the neon of this world doesn't accept pure love, it's just that there are not so many excellent works like in the previous life.

Everyone will have their own love fantasy in their heart, but they lack a bait to seduce the best things in their hearts.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Koichi Koike closed the last page of the script and looked up with difficulty.

His eyes stared blankly at Hayabusa Kimura without speaking.

All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined in his skull, and his heart was like missing something, which made him uncomfortable.

In fact, the script is far less interesting to read than a normal book.

But at the same time, it also allows Koike Koichi to watch the whole plot more intuitively.

Is this pure love? It seems to be.

But this is the first time he has seen such pure love.

Maori Hino, who forgets the memories of the previous day when she sleeps, and Toru Kamiya, who suffers from congenital heart disease.

is obviously the person who seems to be the most unable to get love, but he pushes the love in his heart to the surge.

Koichi Koike unconsciously imagined every scene in the script in his mind.

The more I imagined, the heavier and empty my heart became.

"Woo......"

Suddenly, a whimper came from the corner of the long table.

Looking at it, Kada Ikumi was covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes were red.

Hayabusa Kimura looked at Ikumi Kada, who was trying to suppress her emotions, and then looked around at the other four who looked silent.

Sure enough, how sweet the smile was just now, how lost I am now.

"How does it feel?" Hayabusa Kimura asked.

His gaze fell on Koichi Koike.

Koike Hao opened his mouth, his throat was a little choky, and he swallowed hard before coming back normally.

"Shinori Hino's amnesia is a great setting, it's original. In the end, Toru Kamiya's sudden death...... I didn't expect that although it was very uncomfortable, it did make the script more exciting. ”

Hayabusa Kimura didn't speak, he wanted to hear what the other people had to say.

For them as a photography crew, deep feelings will make them generate a strong sense of image in their minds.

When shooting, you may be able to shoot better shots and images.

"Kimura-senpai, so the ending is BE?"

"Hmm."

"Senior, isn't the plot rhythm too tight...... Ah, of course, it's not that it's bad, it's just that these shots always feel like the plot is advancing quickly......"

"This is just a few dozen minutes of the deleted version, and the complete script will be shown to you when you have time."

“……”

Hayabusa Kimura answered the questions of the five members of the camera crew, starting from the beginning of the plot and slowly delving into the study of each shot.

After all, the members of the photography department are more professional.

In some of the shots marked in the script, they gave their own opinions and opinions.

Hayaya Kimura marked all of this in the blank space of the script.

Generally.

Everyone's attitude towards "Tonight、世界からこの爱が消えても" has obviously changed.

Kind of a good start.

In the end, taking advantage of this momentum, the five members of the camera crew even made the specific division of labor for each person in place, and also pulled a line group chat.

"Since that's pretty much the same, let's do it today." Hayabusa Kimura stood up and looked at the camera crew with a smile, "The official shooting time and other details will be contacted by everyone on Line." ”

Several members of the photography team got up one after another, bent down to say goodbye to Hayabusa Kimura, and left the activity room of the photography department.

Only Koichi Koike and Hayabusa Kimura were left in the house.

Hayabusa Kimura lowered his head and cleaned up the script on the table.

"My sister said that she hopes that Mr. Kimura can participate in the T Station Film Festival competition...... What is Kimura's plan? Koichi Koike asked as he leaned closer.

Hayabusa Kimura zipped up and slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"Of course I'll go if I can."

"Really." Koike Koichi had a "sure enough" expression on his face.

"Speaking of which, you guy actually found a group of fans of Tomorrow's Smoke to shoot ......"

"Ah, Gobanase."

"Forget it, at least you did get everyone."

Hayabusa Kimura waved his hand, not planning to say anything, and walked outside the house with his backpack on his back.

"Kimura-senpai, see you later."

"See you later."

………………

Back at the rental house, Asuki is not at home.

Hayabusa Kimura lay down on the couch and took out his phone to check the news.

Sticky Tomorrow sent him a few messages an hour ago.

Smoke tomorrow [Hayabusa-chan, I'm going out.] 】

Tomorrow Smoke [Go to meet a friend, it's a girlfriend friend who was very close when she debuted. 】

Smoked tomorrow [I made a bento in the refrigerator, and Hayabusa-chan can be taken out and eaten if you want to eat it at night.] 】

Looking at the message on the screen, the corners of Kimura's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

Tap your finger quickly on the screen.

Hayabusa Kimura【Roger.】 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Salute the cat. JPG】

Put down your phone, and outside the window is the golden beam of light scattered at dusk.

A cool breeze slowly blew into the house.

Although it was winter, it was unexpectedly not too cold.

Maybe the temperature inside the house is too high.

Hayabusa Kimura couldn't help but yawn and went out for a day for the crew's business.

You also have to work out the details with five people at the same time.

I feel like my whole energy is going to be drained.

Taking a long breath, Hayabusa Kimura rolled over and lay on the sofa.

His eyelids began to heavily, the silence of the room enveloped his ears, and a strong sense of drowsiness came over him.

………………

When Hayabusa Kimura opened his eyes again, it was already dark.

It was pitch black inside the rental house, except for the last rays of the sun in the sky outside the window.

Hayabusa Kimura got up from the sofa, his body was a little weak from sleep, but his brain was exceptionally awake.

Since I started working part-time, it seems like I haven't slept for such a long time in the evening.

Watching the room be swallowed up by darkness little by little.

Suddenly.

He remembered that Tomorrow had not yet returned.

Hayabusa Kimura picked up the phone that was placed on the coffee table and turned on the screen.

Tomorrow didn't send him a message.

Hayabusa Kimura【When will Smoke come back?】 】

Wow.

It's almost a second back.

Tomorrow smoked [It's just over, ready to go home.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [I'll pick you up.] 】

Tomorrow smoke [It's not far from the rental house, I'll walk back by myself.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura【Address.】 】

Then tomorrow sent a list of addresses.

Hayabusa Kimura [Okay, wait for me there.] 】

Tomorrow smoked [Hmm.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura got up, put on his coat, and left the rental house and walked out into the night.

I always feel ......

I didn't have anyone to eat dinner with, so I didn't feel comfortable with it......