The study was not allowed to be cleaned by housekeeping staff. After opening the door of the study, the smell of paper and ink came to us. The tightly closed windows made it difficult for the air to circulate, making it seem a bit dull.

Nagayama Naoki immediately opened the window, and the hot fresh air rushed in, blowing up fine dust, which kept flying in the slanting sunlight, shining like gem powder.

Some dust inevitably fell on the desk and piano. Even the short knife named "Red Snow Zumon" on the knife holder on the table and the gem-inlaid scabbard were covered with a layer of dust, without the bright color.

Color.

Yes, my grandfather still gave the "family heirloom sword" to Naoki Nagayama... which made him dumbfounded, and finally had to put it in the study...

Putting the "Squid Game" script in the file bag into the desk drawer, Naoki Nagayama looked at the environment of the study room and couldn't help but clean it a little until all the surfaces in the study room were clean and reflective.

"That's pretty much it..."

After putting away the rag, Naoki Nagayama went to the bedroom, took a shower, and then returned to the study and began to quickly write down clues to other memories he had recalled before...

""Battle Royale" also stars Kitano Takeshi... The unemployment rate is high, and the government has enacted a law to randomly select students..."

"Life is like a game...." "Have you ever killed your friends?"

I wrote down all the memory fragments about "Battle Royale", and then continued to write "Fraud Game", "Gambling Apocalypse", "Alice in the Dying Land" and so on.

He has seen more or less of these movies. Although he did not recall these movies when he recalled them before, he did have some memory fragments about them, but it was not convenient to write them down while on the set.

At that time, Tanaka Yuko was very concerned about Naoki Nagayama's mental state. When he was writing the script of "Battle Royale", he would stay by and watch every day, euphemistically saying:

"I'm caring about Naoki-san! Indulging in such violent things every day will affect your spirit! So I have to take good care of Naoki-san!"

If he hadn't been reading the newly written script while eating snacks and urging updates, Naoki Nagayama might have believed it.

After almost all the clues were finished, Naoki Nagayama looked at the manuscript paper in his hand and couldn't help but think:

"These movies seem to be adapted from novels... It seems like I can work backwards from the novels!"

After years of copying novels and constant reading, Naoki Nagayama felt that there might be no problem if he wrote the novel according to the outline.

"But...I seem to have written romance novels before..."

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People in the novel and literary circles and fans have already regarded him as a writer who specializes in love literature. He has even been called the "representative of youth pain literature" because of the pure and beautiful youthful tragic elements that make people feel the pain of love.

"If such a "Battle Royale" suddenly comes out, or other similar novels, wouldn't it be a bit abrupt...will the character collapse..."

After thinking wildly for a while, Nagayama Naoki shook his head,

"Forget it, I'll take the time to write it down first...at worst, I'll change my name to Tingshu~"

After sorting out the manuscript papers and putting the novel-related things in another drawer, Naoki Nagayama stretched out.

I turned to look out the window and saw the warm yellow sunset just setting low.

A gust of evening wind blew, and it was already a bit cool~

The sky is like a dim curtain that is about to fall, but there is a blue and yellow gradient ribbon in the middle, while the horizon at the bottom is unevenly black, and the tall buildings have turned into square gray blocks, with occasional lights.

spot......

That’s the light that the workers turn on early~

Naoki Nagayama closed the window, returned to the bedroom, packed two changes of clothes, and hurried out to hail a taxi.

He wanted to rush towards Kanagawa.

.......

Akina Nakamori, who came out of Kamakura, had no time to see the Great Buddha of Kamakura. Her next destination was Saitama, and she was traveling quickly on the national highway at this time.

"Akina-chan, you will be passing by Kiyose City. Do you want to go and take a look?" Akikofusa asked.

This journey is not too far, so there is no need to rush. It is the same as having dinner in Kiyose in the evening before setting off on the road.

"Kyose..."

Speaking of this, Akina Nakamori thought of her mother. It happened to be evening at this time, and maybe the family just happened to be having dinner together... Father and Akiho were also there...

Looking at the street trees and houses passing by quickly outside the window, she was tired from singing today... For some reason, Akina suddenly lost the urge to go home.

Just like an adult migrant worker, after a tiring day, sometimes all he wants to do is watch a few episodes of mindless soap operas, listen to relaxing music for a while, and eat some unhealthy but delicious junk food...

.I just want to rest quietly by myself, instead of facing my parents’ nagging.

Although you know that your parents love you, it is really tiring to spend energy to face their love at this time.

If you complain to your mother coquettishly, it will make her worry, and maybe your father will ask for money, and Mingsui will be a little bit weird...

"Let's not go back today." Akina Nakamori hesitated for a while and said, "Let's go and stay in Saitama first. I'm a little tired..."

"Hi!"

Ming Xingfang responded and said nothing more.

After thinking wildly for a while, Nakamori Akina thought of her boyfriend again.

If it's Naoki-san, it's completely okay to complain to him... No matter what you say, you can say it with confidence, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

Even when you are very tired, you can relax and fall asleep just by leaning on Naoki-san~

And there is no need to worry about money, interpersonal relationships, etc., these Naoki-san will definitely help take care of it!

After thinking so much, Akina misses her boyfriend even more~

She took out the Walkman Naoki Nagayama gave her a long time ago, put on the headphones, then opened the small box containing the tapes and searched for the songs she wanted to listen to today.

Generally speaking, Akina Nakamori likes to listen to Japanese songs. After all, she is a poor student, so English songs are a bit difficult...

Suddenly, a tape that was not in Japanese attracted her interest. It was given to her by Naoki Nagayama, who said it was the most popular rock song in the United States and that she was a female singer... Let Akina listen to it occasionally.

Learn more about foreign fashion trends....

Akina took out the tape, put it in the walkman, and pressed the play button.

With a rustling sound, the title song "When Doves Cry" of the album called "Purple Rain" rang out.

In the strong rhythm of traditional electroacoustic instruments and electronic music, Nakamori Akina seemed to hear the singer's reflections and confusion on love and family... just like Nakamori Akina's mood at this time.

"Where is Naoki-san today?"

This thought suddenly came to my mind.

"Are you still in Kanagawa?" "What are Naoki-san doing today?" "How is the filming going?" "When will you go back?"

A series of questions suddenly appeared...

Nakamori Akina suddenly wanted to arrive at the hotel in Saitama immediately, and then ask Naoki-san about his recent experience.

"Fang Ze-san, how long will it take for us to get to Saitama?"

"Um...it's expected to take about two hours." Akiko Fusa estimated the distance and said.

"Can it be shortened to an hour?"

"?!"

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this?!

Akina Nakamori continued: "Drive faster?"

"... Akina-chan, my current speed is over 90..." Akikofusa held back her complaints, "If I want to shorten it to one hour, I need to reach nearly 200 kilometers per hour.

.....That’s the speed of the Shinkansen!”

"???So?" Akina Nakamori asked, "Can it be done?"

"..."

At this moment, Ming Xingfang thought a lot, including popularizing highway speed limits, traffic laws, etc., but in the end, his mouth was slightly opened:

"Private Marseille, I really can't do it!"

"...."
Chapter completed!