Kushima Izakaya, the yellow light in the back kitchen is on.

The warm heat made Udon curl up in the girl's arms and doze lazily, a pair of small paws on his head.

There were a few more empty dishes on the table, and Kimura Kokomi and Kyoko Tachibana stared, listening intently to the boss of Kushima about the past.

Although about the experience of the boss of Kushima, Kimura Kokoki has already heard a lot from Tomorrow Smoke.

But those are certainly not as intuitive as I personally told them.

At the small table, the owner of Kushima still wears an apron printed with an izakaya pattern around his waist, and his wide palms are propped up on his legs.

The slightly rugged face has a heavy nostalgia, and even the voice is low.

"There are so many memories of me and her in this izakaya, and I have had the hard time more than once to leave here and start a new life in an unknown place."

"But every time I stand in front of the izakaya, I wonder what if she doesn't find me, and if I leave, will this memory stay here with the store? Over here...... There are the most important things in my life......"

The cold wind outside the house made a whimpering sound through the cracks, and the stagnant white moisture gathered in a haze at the light bulb.

There was no wine glass on the table in front of the boss of Kushima, but the whole person's expression seemed to be drunk.

Konoki Kimura and Kyoko Tachibana, who were listening quietly, were also not active at the beginning.

Both pairs of eyes turned red at this moment.

"I heard that you are going to write this down......" Boss Kushima looked up at Kimura Konoki, and a smile seemed to be embarrassed on his face covered with vicissitudes of life, "Thank you very much, you can leave a trace of Yuriko's existence in this world." ”

Kimura's tearful eyes blinked vigorously, and her nose twitched.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I felt like a stone was stuffed in my throat.

"Please don't say that...... To be able to know such a story and record it, I am the one who should say thank you the most. ”

Xinxi's small hand caresses Udon's silky hair, soft and solemn.

Hayabusa Kimura, who was not far away, looked at the slightly depressed atmosphere on the small table.

Pushing open the back door of the izakaya and stepping out, the cold wind raging in the alley, rolling the corners of his clothes.

Maybe it was because he had been in the warm room for a long time, but the slight cold at this time made him feel a little comfortable.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, the faint fluorescence shining on his face.

Several messages were received.

Hayabusa Kimura leaned against the wall to check the news, and it was sent by Ikumi Kada and Tomorrow Smoke.

Ikumi Kada [President Kimura, this is a promotional video that "Love Letter" is going to put on the official account. 】

There is also a video file below, which is a promotional video in which Hayabusa Kimura deliberately asked Ikumi Kada to cut some of the scenes from the movie together.

These shots were not chosen at random, but rather beautiful scenes of mourning that Kimura Hayata deliberately asked the publicity team to jump out of the movie.

Literary films are different from commercial films, and if they lack good gimmicks, they have to attract audiences from somewhere else.

Clicking on the video, Hayabusa Kimura watched it too seriously.

The video isn't long, but it's just right for neon viewers.

Hayabusa Kimura [Very good. 】

Ikumi Kada [I'm already looking for a Korean subtitle group.] 】

After the message was sent, I received a reply from Ikumi Kada almost immediately.

This made Kimura Hayabusa couldn't help but smack his tongue a little, and looked up at the night that was gradually falling silent.

This point is still working, should it be said that it is really worthy of Jiatian Xuemei?

Hayabusa Kimura [Okay. 】

After replying to Ikumi Kada's message, Hayabusa Kimura opened the chat interface of Tomorrow's smoke.

The corners of his mouth rise slightly.

Tomorrow's Smoke [Are you done with it?] 】

Tomorrow smoked [cat peeking. JPG】

Tomorrow smoked [I've already eaten with my grandmother, and I'm taking a bath.] 】

Smoke Tomorrow [Picture. JPG】

Well?

Hayabusa Kimura froze, looking up and looking around, two fingers zooming in and out of the screen.

The snow-white and delicate skin is a little crystal on it, and two white and delicate feet emerge from the water surface and step on the edge.

There are also two eye-catching semi-arcs faintly at the bottom of the photo.

I don't know how long it has been, but it shouldn't be long......

Hayabusa Kimura came back to his senses, his fingers quickly saving the picture, and his palm pressed on the screen.

Hayabusa Kimura [good-looking.] 】

Wow.

Tomorrow smoked [blushing rabbit. JPG】

Tomorrow smoked [Do you still want to see it?] 】

"Huh?" Hayabusa Kimura accidentally took a sharp breath, and the cold air entered his lungs and made him cough twice.

Hayabusa Kimura [If you can, please do it again.] 】

Smoke Tomorrow [Picture. JPG】

The corners of Kimura's mouth were almost in his ears, and he nodded without the slightest hesitation.

The next moment, a hand-drawn pig's head appeared in front of him, and a pen was placed next to the paper with a simple pig's head drawn.

Apparently the girl had just drawn it.

"......" Hayaya Kimura's smile disappeared.

Tricked.

Hayata Kimura【......】

Smoked tomorrow [Hayabusa-chan is lustful!] 】

Just when Hayabusa Kimura raised his eyebrows and wanted to quibble for himself.

The phone rang and the phone rang, it was a call from Tomorrow Smoke.

Hayabusa Kimura picked up the phone, leaning against the slightly cool wall with his other hand in his pocket.

"Moxi, Moxi?"

"Deceived, right?" The girl's soft, happy laughter came from the other end of the line.

"It's too vicious...... However, I just wanted to see the pictures of smoke, which is definitely not lustful. Hayaya Kimura said.

"Huh? Did you see the latest one? Is it good-looking? ”

"The latest?" Hayabusa Kimura puts his phone in front of him, and a new photo appears in the chat interface.

A pair of delicate feet half-stepped on the floor.

Oops, the smile on his face was a little uncontrollable.

Hayaya Kimura silently clicked Save, "Normal......"

"Generally?" Morido City, Tomorrow Smoke held his mobile phone, his little face slightly bulging, "I won't shoot from then on." ”

"Smoked."

"Huh?"

"What I'm talking about is average, but it's actually the highest evaluation, that's not to say you don't shoot, but you can shoot a little more." Hayabusa Kimura coughed lightly.

"Hmm~ This kind of thing, let's talk about it later." Tomorrow Smoke stifled his laughter, "Has Hayabusa-chan had dinner?" ”

"I've eaten it, udon."

"Udon? Is it in the izakaya of the owner of Kushima? The girl thought very wisely.

"Hey." Hayabusa Kimura replied, suddenly thinking of something, "Did anyone call home today?" For example, Xinxi's classmate's home or something? ”

"Telephone? It doesn't seem to be. However, during the day, he has been filming "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time" on the set...... At least not received in the evening. Tomorrow thought for a moment and said, "What's wrong?" Speaking of which, I didn't see Xinxi for a day today, and I heard my grandmother say that I went to the same school for the night. ”

“…… Kokoki Kimura has come to Tokyo with his classmates. ”

Hayabusa Kimura said helplessly, looking up at the pitch-black night sky of Tokyo.

The cold night carries the colorful light of the metropolis, and there are no other stars except the bright moon.

"Huh!! Tokyo?! Why did you suddenly end up in Tokyo? Asuki said with some surprise, and stood up from his seat, covering his mouth with his little hands.

"She called Kyoko Tachibana, oh it's the girl who followed Xinxi on the set last time, and the two of them took the train to Tokyo to submit their manuscripts to the editorial office of Yuyin Society."

Hayabusa Kimura rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache,

"If it weren't for the fact that the editor I met happened to be Ryoichi Kishida, and Mr. Kishida told me to go to the publishing house, I might not have known that they also came to Tokyo."

Tomorrow Sun walked to the bedroom door, looked towards the floor below the stairs, and made sure that the old man had rested before he asked with concern, "Then they are now?" ”

"Follow me, and now the two of them are listening to the boss of Kushima talk about the past in an izakaya, but it's not a big deal."

"When will you be back?"

"Tonight's train will be back to Morido in the morning." Hayabusa Kimura walked to the back door of the izakaya and reached out to open a gap to look inside.

At the small table, Kokoki Kimura and Kyoko Tachibana were still listening to the boss of Kushima.

"Is it so rushed? Why don't you take them to a rental house for a night's rest before you leave? Tomorrow said in a low voice, "Hayabusa-chan has been busy all day, and he hasn't had a good rest......"

Listening to the worried voice of the girl on the mobile phone, Kimura Hayabusa felt a little warm in her heart, "No, it's better to go back early, after all, there is still Kyoko here, and going back early can be less accidental." ”

"Hmm." Tomorrow Xun understood why his boyfriend would ask if anyone at home had called, "If Kyoko's house calls, I'll tell them that Kyoko is staying overnight at home." ”

"Okay." Hayabusa Kimura smiled.

There was a brief silence on both ends of the phone, and although neither of them spoke, they could still really feel each other's presence.

"Udon is good."

"What?"

"Didn't you let me see how Udon was doing?"

"Oh, it seems like that." Tomorrow smiled dumbly.

"When Morito finishes it, smoke will go back to Tokyo to see it himself."

"I'm finally going back to Tokyo......"

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The back door of the Kushima izakaya.

"Goodbye, Boss Kushima."

"Goodbye."

The dim light in the room dragged the shadows of several people to the ground for a long time, and the owner of Kushima stood in front of the door to see them off.

"Hope to see your publication sooner." The boss of Kushima laughed heartily.

"I'll be the first to say it when the time comes." Kimura replied.

"Then we'll go first." Hayabusa Kimura finally bent down to say goodbye.

"Okay."

“……”

After the four people in front of the door bent down and parted, Hayabusa Kimura left the alley with Kimura Kokoki and Kyoko Tachibana.

A car had stopped outside the alley at some point, and it was sent by Hayabusa Kimura's office.

The three of them got into the car and drove in the direction of the train station, the yellowing beam of light in the alley was left behind, and a figure could be faintly seen standing in the light, holding a cat in his arms.

The car was moving fast, and the lights flashed through the window.

The chaotic sound mingled with the bright lights, making Kokoki Kimura and Kyoko Tachibana look carefully by the car window.

"This is Tokyo." Kimura watched intently.

"Shinki has been to Tokyo before." Hayaya Kimura, who was sitting in the front seat, looked at his sister through the rearview mirror.

"Huh? Have you ever been there? Why I don't have a little impression. Kimura sat up straight and said in surprise.

She doesn't remember that she had been to Tokyo before, and when her brother went to Tokyo to go to university, he always went alone, and she didn't go with him.

I really don't have any impressions.

"Yes. When my father and mother were still around, the whole family came to Tokyo one by one. Hayabusa Kimura retracted his gaze, his arm resting on the car door, his palm resting on his cheek, "Ah, but, you were young at the time, and you probably don't remember it very well." ”

"I see." Kimura nodded abruptly.

"Brother, ...... today"

"What's wrong?" Kimura Hayabusa was too puzzled by his sister's desire to speak.

"I'm sorry, I should have made it clear to my family in advance before I came, and I also dragged Kyoko to come to Tokyo without telling my family." Kimura bowed her head and pressed her small hands into fists on her knees.

Hearing this, Kyoko Tachibana on the side also lowered her head in shame, "Hug, I'm sorry......"

Hayabusa Kimura glanced at the two in the rearview mirror, shook his head, and muttered for a moment: "How is Tokyo?" ”

"How's Tokyo going?" Kimura looked up sharply and looked at the young man sitting in the passenger seat in a daze.

"You also spent a day in Tokyo, how do you feel about Tokyo?"

"Tokyo ......" Seeing that his brother did not continue to reprimand him angrily, Kimura Xinxi breathed a sigh of relief, and after a short thought, he said, "It's big, and there are many buildings, and it's more prosperous than I imagined...... Things are so expensive, and it costs a lot of money to eat with Kyoko at noon, and if I were to live in Tokyo, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live, no, I won't be able to live......"

Listening to his sister's words, Hayabusa Kimura nodded, with a little thoughtfulness in his eyes, and did not answer.

"It feels like ...... now My brother is very powerful. ”

"Huh?" The corners of Kimura's eyes twitched, and he didn't understand how Kimura Xinxi pulled himself again.

"At that time, it was not easy for my brother to come to Tokyo to go to school alone...... Tokyo is so bright that you can't even see a few stars, and it's noisy and expensive to eat. ”

"Don't like Tokyo?"

"No, I'm just curious about how my brother survived in Tokyo at that time." Kimura wondered.

As soon as these words came out, Kimura Hayabusa felt as if three eyes fell on him in the car for a moment.

Well? Three ways?

Hayabusa Kimura turned his head to look at the driver who was driving, and the driver withdrew his gaze in a panic.

"I don't remember." Hayabusa Kimura said casually.

"How could it be ......?"

"Don't worry about these meaningless things, study hard, and you will know in Tokyo in person."

"Oh...... The signing ......" Kimura Kokoki pouted in disappointment, and when he met his brother at the publishing house today, he thought he could take the opportunity to complete the signing, but he was rejected by Kimura Hayabusa.

"When we get back to Tokyo in a while." Hayabusa Kimura replied.

"Why?"

"Because your brother's is being serialized, do you want to compete with your brother for the layout?"

"Then I don't want to." Kimura closed his mouth very interestingly, but he was much happier.

It just so happened that after chatting with the boss of Jiudao in person today, she also planned to modify some parts of it.

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Half a month before the set date, "Love Letter" was submitted for review. (End of chapter)