Two days later, at the invitation of Toshimichi Suzuki.

Hayaya Kimura comes to Moriike Pictures Club.

Although Moriike Kaisha is only a small company in the industry, it is not a small area.

Looking at the decoration of Moriike Club, Hayabusa Kimura was more sure in his heart that Suzuki Shunmichi was the identity of the second generation of the rich who was not famous.

Led by the hostess, he came to Toshimichi Suzuki's office.

"President, the man has arrived."

After taking him with him, the hostess departed respectfully.

"Ah, Mr. Kimura......"

Toshimichi Suzuki broke free from the pile of documents on the table and looked up at the young man at the door.

Then he was stunned.

is different from the sincerity and simplicity of the last time I wore a suit.

Hayabusa Kimura changed into a loose sweatshirt with a beige scarf around her neck.

A little more calm and confident.

"Mr. Suzuki."

Hayabusa Kimura's voice pulls Toshimichi Suzuki back.

"Sit down and talk."

The two of them sat down at their desks.

As soon as he sat down, Hayaya Kimura noticed a pile of materials stacked on Toshimichi Suzuki's desk.

The word "pure love" appears on the cover of almost every material.

Thereinto.

And the materials he gave to Toshimichi Suzuki last time.

It seems that Suzuki has been working hard to verify the credibility of his words during this time.

"So, has Mr. Suzuki made up his mind?"

"About this...... I have to say that Mr. Kimura's words last time shocked me. ”

"It's just a retelling of some of the information that can be found everywhere on the Internet."

"No, no."

Toshimichi Suzuki shook his head, his eyes staring straight at the young man sitting across from him.

"Maybe this information can be found on the Internet, but can you think of linking this information together and coming to such a conclusion...... Mr. Kimura, you're still the first. ”

Hayabusa Kimura was too silent.

As for the data that can be found everywhere on the Internet, there may have been other people who have discovered it before him.

But knowing and eating are two completely different things.

Just like before, there are also some clubs and directors who want to open up the market for pure love movies.

Most of the endings are bleak.

The successive failures made everyone feel that movies with the theme of pure love were doomed to failure.

If Hayabusa Kimura had simply integrated the data and told Suzuki Shunmichi, perhaps Suzuki would have scoffed at it.

But......

"The market for pure love movies has always been there, but everyone hasn't discovered it yet."

"I know." Toshimichi Suzuki stretched out his finger and pointed to the documents on the table, "These materials have been told to me......"

So, I handed the spoon to Mr. Suzuki...... The cake is right in front. ”

Hayabusa Kimura rested his hands on the table and spoke in a low voice.

Slowly, every word is like a stone.

It slammed into Toshimichi Suzuki's heart.

Spoon? Cake?

It's a strange metaphor, but it makes him feel very vivid.

"This will be a new era in the history of neon cinema...... And Mr. Suzuki is the one who started this era......"

A familiar feeling hit Suzuki's mind again.

Dizzy.

Shunmichi Suzuki took a sip of water from his teacup, his slightly trembling hand almost spilling it.

The young man's words made him, who was not calm, feel even more turbulent in his heart.

"100 million yen."

"Huh?"

Suzuki's sudden words made Kimura Hayabusa too stunned.

"I will invest 100 million yen in Mr. Kimura's work."

"Sss Hayabusa Kimura gasped.

"It's crazy...... would invest 100 million yen in a pure love movie. Shunmichi Suzuki leaned back in his chair, a helpless smile on his face, "I guess I'll be laughed at by other clubs again...... However, Mr. Kimura did convince me. ”

"I hope Mr. Kimura doesn't let me down."

Hayabusa Kimura came back to his senses, "Absolutely. ”

“……”

Then, Hayabusa Kimura and Toshimichi Suzuki had more discussions about the division and plan of the follow-up movie.

Finally, the contract was signed.

………………………………

Leave Moriike Kaisha.

The sun has shifted overhead to one side.

The gentle wind of early spring blew like a stone hanging from Kimura's heart.

Although Suzuki Shunmichi asked him to eat with him afterwards, he refused.

Hayabusa Kimura reached for his pocket, and inside was the career omamori that Tomorrow Smoke had given him.

His fingers rubbed lightly on the omamori twice, and the soft and delicate silk cloth made him slightly distracted.

But soon he came back to his senses and took out his phone.

Open the chat interface of Tomorrow's smoke.

Hayaya Kimura [My side is over.] 】

It's almost a second back.

Smoke tomorrow [Good.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [I'll go back right away.] 】

Smoked tomorrow [I will make udon noodles at night.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Huh? 】

Smoke tomorrow [Please look forward to it!] 】

Hayabusa Kimura【Looking forward to. JPG】

After waiting for a while, I saw that tomorrow did not send any more messages.

Hayabusa Kimura had no choice but to put away his phone.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional......

Tomorrow didn't ask how the investment was going.

He scratched his head and walked towards the station.

…………………………………

The stiff seats of the train make it uncomfortable to sit on, and they walk out of the station with the flow of people.

In the jagged sky, a golden yellow rose.

Beams of light break through the idle clouds and fall to the ground in Tokyo.

In the distance, on the low edge of the wall, a fat orange cat is moving slowly with its tail cocked.

Hayaya Kimura picks up his phone and takes a picture in the direction of Skyrim.

Now, whenever he sees a beautiful scenery, he can't help but want to take a picture with his mobile phone.

It's not meant to commemorate anything......

It's not for the sake of a day when I'll turn it out and watch it carefully.

Instead, I want to share the photo with Tomorrow Smoke.

It's weird.

It's like a strong desire.

That kind of feeling, if you can't show the other party the beauty in front of you, you will feel inexplicable regret.

I want to send the beautiful things around me to the other person.

I don't want the other person to miss out on some of the beauty and surprises they have experienced.

Pictures are sent.

Hayabusa Kimura put away his phone and walked in the direction of the rental house.

The successful acquisition of Moriike Kai's investment made Hayaya Kimura's mood particularly happy.

"An investment of 100 million yen......"

It's time for the Firefly Office to be on the agenda.

I don't know if there is a result of Yui Koike's application for the use of the venue.

If he could set up a Hotaru office at the Saiyu University of the Arts, he would at least be able to save the huge amount of rental money in Tokyo.

Before the official release of "Tonight, World からこのLove が消えても", it is better to spend all the money seriously.

Wow.

Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, his phone rang with a message of receipt.

Hayabusa Kimura took out his mobile phone, and it was Tomorrow's reply.

Tomorrow smoked [It's so beautiful, I feel that my mood has been healed.] 】

Smoke tomorrow [picture.] 】

It is a photo taken from the window and looking at the sky, and it is also a gorgeous dusk.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and Hayabusa Kimura's fingers tapped on the screen.

Hayabusa Kimura [It's beautiful. 】

Tomorrow Smoke [is a photo taken in the afternoon.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [I feel like my mood is also healed.] 】

Tomorrow's smoked [Hayabusa-chan is a repeat monster.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Just telling the truth. 】

Smoke tomorrow [Hayabusa-chan, is it coming back soon?] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Huh? Yes. 】

Smoke tomorrow [don't look at your phone when you walk......]

Hayabusa Kimura's hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously slightly.

Walk without looking at your phone?

He looked up and looked ahead.

Whew.

A crisp breeze blew from the side street, and the breeze swept the fine bangs on his forehead.

The glow shone on the street ahead, and Tomorrow stood quietly under the rental house.

The golden light fell on the girl's fair little face, her long eyelashes glowed softly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

It's like I can't help it all of a sudden.

In Asuki's surprised, confused, and shy gaze, Hayabusa Kimura opened his arms and hugged the girl in front of him.

Round and round.

The twilight on the horizon seemed to climb up the girl's fair cheeks, and her slender arms wrapped around the young man's slender neck.

The jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and the doubts in his eyes dissipated and turned into gentle waves.

After a long time.

Hit the ground with both feet.

Tomorrow Sun tilted his head, and his bright eyes stared at the handsome face with a smile on his face.

"Hayabusa-chan."

"When will smoke ......"

"When Hayabusa-chan posted the photo, I knew that Hayabusa-chan was about to arrive...... The photos have been exposed. ”

"Hiss......"

"I made udon."

"Good work."

Hayabusa Kimura touched his neck, "That, I got the investment." ”

"Hmm."

"Huh? Smoke's reaction is so cold......"

"Because...... I know Hayabusa-chan will be able to do it. ”

“……”

Ahhhhh /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

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