The plot is very cleverly conceived, and there are many terrifying points.

But many of these horror scenes aren't as scary as they should be.

Should I say that this script is too immature?

Hayabusa Kimura closed the last page of the script, his fingers rubbing the cold cover of the script.

Although there are a lot of problems in the script as a whole, I think that the other party is just a first-year student in the directing department.

Being able to write such a script is already quite a good level, and the layout of many of the sub-shots in it also makes his eyes shine.

If you can train more, maybe you can become a good director in the future.

Hayabusa Kimura pondered for a moment, then looked down at the author's name on the cover of the script.

Tomorrow shines.

Why does this name look familiar?

Tomorrow...... This is not a common surname.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, his eyebrows raised.

Tap your fingertips twice on the tabletop.

"Recruit him into the office."

Hayabusa Kimura looked up at Tetsuhei Campino in front of him.

"So, which group are you going to put him into?" Tetsuhei Yingno asked hesitantly.

Regarding President Kimura's decision, Tetsuhei Eino didn't have too many doubts.

It's just that if you find Asunhui You, what group should you put in?

The other party even made it clear that he would not join the artist group, and most of the remaining groups are departments directly related to film shooting.

You can't put people in your own foreign affairs team.

"Let's put it in the camera crew first...... After a while, he will be transferred to another group and take turns staying for a while. ”

Hayabusa Kimura picked up the script on the table and studied it carefully for a moment.

"Yes." Teppei Eino nodded.

"By the way, this tomorrow's glow...... Did you say anything during the interview? ”

"What do you mean......" Tetsuhei Campno looked at Hayata Kimura behind his desk in a daze.

"Like a loved one or something?" Hayabusa Kimura said darkly.

"I didn't say this, does President Kimura need to ask this?"

"No, I'm just asking."

Hayabusa Kimura smiled and waved his hand, with a slightly thoughtful look in his eyes.

"President Kimura, if there's nothing to do, I'll go and get busy first."

"Hmm."

Teppei Eino leaves the office.

Hayabusa Kimura looked down at the script on the table.

Tomorrow Hui You, isn't this the younger brother of Smoke?

I remember that Smoke said earlier that her brother was in high school.

Calculating the time seems to be similar to that of a university.

I didn't expect to bump into it here.

I just don't know why this Tomorrow Hui Yu came to participate in the recruitment of the Firefly Office, and it is rare for students to join the office in their freshman year.

I don't know if I know about it.

………………………………………………

Walking out of the campus of Tokyo University of the Arts, Tomorrow Karu walked leisurely towards the station.

Since her sister's debut, Asuchi Hui has lived alone.

Except for the occasional sister who came back to visit her, most of the time he was almost completely alone.

However, this feeling of dominating the whole house alone is really not too pleasant.

You don't have to listen to your sister's verbosity, and you can use anything in the house at will.

Except for my sister's room......

On the train, Asuki leans quietly against the wall of the carriage, staring intently at the scenery that flashes by outside the window.

The light fell on his face, and a wave of lazy sleepiness hit his heart.

"You, hello ......"

A nervous and crisp voice sounded beside him.

Tomorrow Hui Yu looked to the side.

Here it is again.

I saw a girl in a short white dress looking at him with red cheeks and a nervous expression.

As if sensing Tomorrow's gaze, the girl's eyes dodged in a panic.

Tomorrow Hui Yu didn't speak, and not far away, several other girls were looking excitedly at this side.

"Excuse me, can I add your Line?"

The girl in the white dress seemed to have a lot of courage to say this sentence vigorously.

She lowered her head and clenched her phone in both hands, waiting for the young man's answer.

"Sorry, I don't play Line." Tomorrow Hui said calmly.

"Huh?" The girl looked up in a panic.

How could there be young people in this era without Line, she wanted to see the expression on the young man's face.

only to find that Tomorrow Hui Yu had silently turned his head and continued to stare at the car window in a daze.

The girl suddenly understood that she had been rejected by the other party, and lowered her head gloomily.

"Excuse me."

After leaving a word, the girl turned and left.

Tomorrow Hui You's eyes followed the figure of the girl in the car window to the group of people not far away, and then withdrew his gaze.

This kind of thing happens almost often around him.

In this regard, Tomorrow Hui You has long been able to deal with the familiar road.

It's really an era when love is cheap.

Just asking for contact information or something at a glance is completely incomprehensible.

Probably.

It is also the goal of being used as a strategy to show his charm.

I'm afraid that as long as I get my contact information, I will show off like those people before me.

Then one after another would rush forward.

Listening to the voice of the group of girls not far behind him comforting the girl, Tomorrow slowly closed his eyes.

Love or something, it's really just the dung of this world.

I really don't understand why my sister likes those things......

Whether it's a show or a relationship.

These are fake things like bubbles.

Only when the sun shines on it does it emit an illusory color, and it is nothing more than a meaningless transparent patch in itself.

All it takes is a gust of wind to shatter it completely.

Just when his mind was full of cranky thoughts, the mobile phone in his pocket rang to receive a message.

Tomorrow Hui Yu took out his phone, swiped his finger on the screen, and checked.

It's a text message.

The sender is ......

Firefly Office?!

A look of surprise crossed Tomorrow's eyes, and his finger tapped the screen.

Slowly move your fingertips under the text of the text message.

After a long time, he put away his phone in a daze.

Was he hired?

After the interview, Asuga Hui Yu has not received a notice from the Firefly Office.

He thought he had been eliminated, but he didn't expect to pass the interview in the end.

The text message told him to report to the Firefly Office in two days.

Why......

Asuga Hui Yu knows that the movie shot by the Firefly Office is a pure love theme, but the script he used for his interview is a horror theme.

In this way, you will also be hired by the Firefly Office.

This made Tomorrow Hui You's mind suddenly remember what Masa Rongcang said to himself on the day of the interview.

The Firefly Office seems to have made some big moves.

Is it because of that big move?

Tomorrow Hui thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have a clue.

One thing is clear, though.

That is, I entered the same firefly office as my sister.。

That's the case.

If something like last time happens again.

I guess I can do something about it.

Tomorrow's eyes were flat, and his body was half-leaning against the wall of the carriage.

Do you want to tell my sister the news?

He looked at the phone in his hand hesitantly, and finally dismissed the idea.

He didn't want to listen to his sister's chatter.

Anyway, let's work hard first.

………………………………………………

The moon climbed into the dark night sky, and a cramped wind blew in the streets.

The branches of the trees beside the road were wrapped in them, and their slender torsos swayed up and down.

There was a deep sound.

Hayabusa Kimura walked into the hallway of the apartment building and shook his head, shaking his wind-blown messy hair.

Step on the old steps and walk through the flickering lights of the stairwell.

Hayabusa Kimura turned out of the stairwell, walked to the rental house, and took out the key to open the door.

The moment the door opened, a cool breeze rolled out of the house.

The windows in the living room were ajar, and the white curtains were shaking.

The soft voice of tomorrow sounded in the room.

Hayata Kimura changed his shoes at the entrance and walked towards the rental house.

There was a good meal on the table, and it was steaming white.

Tomorrow sat on the tatami mat in front of the coffee table, a pair of snow-white delicate feet overlapped.

Leaning forward, leaning forward and writing something on the coffee table.

Hayabusa Kimura glanced at the table in front of the girl.

It's that huge notepad.

Long before filming the first movie "Tonight, Even if this love dissipates from the world", Tomorrow Smoke prepared a notepad.

I will find time to write on it every day.

It's supposed to be something like Maori Hino, writing a diary.

I just don't know what Smoker will write on it.

Although in Kimura's feeling that most of his daily life is repeating the previous day's itinerary.

But Smoked seemed to have endless things to remember.

Constantly adding new things to the notepad.

"Everything on the table is just hot, and Hayabusa-chan can be eaten directly."

Tomorrow Sun stopped what he was doing, his delicate little face was raised, and his eyes were full of eyes.

"It's hard work."

Hayabusa Kimura nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

"I ran out of soap in the bathroom, and I got a new one."

The sound of tomorrow's smoke came, and it was only then that Hayabusa Kimura noticed that the small piece of soap that had only a little left in the box had disappeared

In its place was a brand new large bar of soap.

"Okay."

"Ah, and...... Hayabusa-chan's towel was already torn, so I bought a new towel for Hayabusa-chan. ”

Tomorrow's head poked out from the door frame of the bathroom, his little face was half exposed, and his white and tender little hands were on the door frame.

"Are there any holes?" Hayabusa Kimura said in surprise.

"Yes."

Tomorrow smoked as he stretched out his hand and gestured the size of the hole in the air,

"It's about that big."

"Actually, I can use it again."

Hayabusa Kimura said with a smile.

When he used to live alone, he didn't seem to care much about these things.

The soap is always used until the last bit is left, and the towel is not changed until it is uncomfortable to use.

For now, though......

"I'm hanging the new towel on the shelf."

Asuki pointed to the shelves above the sink, with many towels on the two bars.

Oh no.

I don't think there were so many towels before, right?

Kimura was too stunned to look at the inexplicably extra few new towels on the crossbar.

The addition of new towels makes the crossbars look slightly crowded.

There were a few towels in it, which he recognized as tomashi towels smoked tomorrow.

Which of the few towels that appeared out of thin air was his.

"Smoke, which one is my ......"

Hayabusa Kimura asked as he grinned and pointed his finger at the pile of towels on the shelf.

"All of them." Tomorrow replied.

"Huh?" Hayabusa Kimura looked at Smoke's serious face, and then at the extra towels on the shelf, "All of them?" ”

"Hayabusa-chan had too few towels before, so I took a few more this time."

Hayabusa Kimura was silent for a moment and whispered.

"Actually, two are enough."

"What?" Asuki didn't hear Hayabusa Kimura's words clearly and asked.

"Ah, nothing."

Hayata Kimura turned around and turned on the faucet in the sink.

The water ran down his fingers, and his gaze glanced over the bar in front of him.

It's all one body, is it necessary to distinguish so much......

Of course, he just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it.

It's also a piece of smoked heart, and it can't be wasted.

Well.

One hand at a time with a towel.

……

Hayaya Kimura came out of the bathroom and walked to the table and sat down.

Put your hands together in front of you.

"I'm moving."

Then he picked up his chopsticks and picked up the food on the table.

Tomorrow's slender white arms propped up on the coffee table, and his eyes quietly looked at the young man at the table.

Chewing something in his mouth, Hayabusa Kimura was thinking about Tomorrow's Teruyu.

Smoke's younger brother enters the firefly office, do you want to talk to Smoke about this?

But.

Tomorrow Hui Yu didn't say anything about this relationship, and I don't know why.

Just as Kimura Hayabusa was thinking, Asuchi's voice sounded first.

"Hayabusa-chan."

"Huh?"

"Today, I received an invitation in the background of Station T."

"Invite?"

Hayabusa Kimura stopped the chopsticks in her hand and swallowed the food in her mouth hard, her eyes looking at her curiously.

Although Tomorrow Smoke is already an artist under the Firefly Agency, Tomorrow Smoke's personal account is not operated by the Firefly Agency.

It's still managed by Tomorrow Smoke himself.

So he didn't know about the news of the smoke T station.

"An invitation to a talk show, Dongmai TV."

Asuki picked up the phone on the side, and his delicate fingers slid quickly on the screen a few times.

After opening an interface, the girl got up and walked to the dining table with her phone.

Hayabusa Kimura took the phone.

Look at what's displayed on your phone.

"Kosaka Shu? What kind of show is this. ”

Above is a person who claims to be from the TV station Kosaka Shu program team, and sends an invitation to Asuki.

Invite Tomorrow to participate in the recording of Kosaka Show.

Hayabusa Kimura doesn't know much about variety shows or talk shows on various TV stations in Tokyo.

Stay only at the point where you occasionally swipe through scattered video clips from your phone.

And this Kosaka Shu ......

He hadn't heard of it before.

"It is a very popular program on Dongmai TV, and some guests will be invited to the show in each issue, and the host is Miss Nozomi Kosaka, who is also very famous in the entertainment industry." Tomorrow explained.

"Is that so?"

Hayabusa Kimura returned the phone in his hand to Asuki.

"Do you want to go?" A shallow smile appeared on Kimura's face.

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(End of chapter)