Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 803 811, a night of spring is infinitely beautiful~
Winter nights come early. Before six o'clock, the sky is already completely dark.

When Akina Nakamori returned to Yamazakurain in the evening, she was surprised to find that no one came to greet her, and even Taro did not come out to ask for a touch.
But now that Mingcai has the key, she doesn't need anyone else's help to open the door.

"I'm back~"

After saying this at the entrance and hanging up her coat, Akina Nakamori looked at the dim living room and stairs with a bit of surprise. Naoki-san wasn't home? Didn't he say he was going out?
Also, you didn’t even wait for me expectantly?
Thinking of this, Akina Nakamori blushed. She had clearly said when she left in the morning that she would compensate Naoki-san when she came back in the evening. She thought about a lot of strange things on the way back in the car!
Walking up the stairs, I found that there was a light coming from the study on the second floor. Because it was at the back of the house, Akina Nakamori didn't notice it.

"In the study." Nakamori Akina felt relieved and walked towards the study easily, then knocked on the door, "Naoki-san, I'm back~"

At this time, Naoki Nagayama was typing away.
The old-fashioned typewriter made a rhythmic and crisp clicking sound, which even sounded pleasant. When the fingers pressed on the mechanical keys, they could feel a clear rebound, and typing was not tiring at all. This was the earliest mechanical keyboard.
"Akina? You're back so early."

Naoki Nagayama felt a little surprised to see Akina Nakamori coming back. He subconsciously looked out the window and found that it was already night!

"Eh? It's so late already?"

"Are you too engrossed in your work, Naoki-san?" Akina Nakamori walked up behind Naoki Nagayama with a smile and began to massage his shoulders attentively.

“Have you written a new script?”

There was a pile of freshly typed manuscripts on the desk, which aroused Mingcai's interest~
"Ah, it's a novel~" After being pressed on the shoulder, Naoki Nagayama felt the pain of fatigue. He should have worked for four or five hours without realizing it. "Sometimes you can get lost if you're not careful."

Perhaps he had been writing for too long and his brain was deprived of oxygen. When Akina's hands left his shoulders, Naoki Nagayama didn't notice anything. Instead, he stood up and stretched his muscles.

But it seemed that his girlfriend hadn't spoken for a long time, and Naoki Nagayama realized that Akina had actually picked up the stack of manuscripts and started reading!!!
Yabai!!!
Dama! ! !

Seeing Akina Nakamori's eyes turn surprised and her face flushed, Naoyama Naoki finally realized that the first chapter of "Paradise Lost" is very explicit, it's a little royal book!!!
"Akina-chan!" Nagayama Naoki called out Nakamori Akina's nickname and hurriedly tried to take back the manuscript paper, "This is not something you should read at your age!!"

Akina Nakamori was lost in thought when her manuscript was taken away. When she came to her senses, her face flushed and she looked at Naoki Nagayama with complicated eyes.
"Naoki-san, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! Hentai!"

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Naoki Nagayama hurriedly put away the manuscript paper.

"Akina, listen to my excuse!"

"Humph, what else is there to say?! This is the novel you just typed out!" Akina Nakamori put her hands on her hips and said righteously, "I didn't expect Naoki-san to write erotic novels!!"

"No, this is not a pornographic novel. It's actually about the emotional struggles of middle-aged people!!"

Naoki Nagayama tried to explain the dull life, the depressed family, and the final death together.

“The core is very profound and the artistic level is very high!!!”

Naoki Nagayama tried his best to save his image, and even said that he hadn't decided whether to publish it yet.
At this time, Akina Nakamori was already sitting on the chair, with an expression that said "keep talking, I'm listening" which made Nagayama Naoki feel a little guilty.
"Naoki-san, why would you want to write a novel like this?"

Later, Akina Nakamori asked in a somewhat strange tone,

"You are obviously only in your twenties. How do you know about the feelings of middle-aged people?"

"I suddenly thought of this story when I was dreaming last night." Naoki Nagayama made up an excuse, "and then I thought about writing it down."

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Akina Nakamori was silent for a moment, recalling the scene in the morning, including the strange look that Naoki Nagayama gave her. Could it be that she was thinking about the plot of this novel at that time?

According to the plot in the book, the heroine is clearly a mature woman! Does Naoki-san like this type? !

Her face turned red again, her smooth cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge, and her soft skin looked even whiter under the warm yellow light.
There was shame and anger in Akina Nakamori's bright eyes, but her gaze towards Naoki Nagayama was filled with the light of early spring~
"Naoki-san, when you were writing those plots, you must have been thinking wildly!"

".I said no, do you believe it, Akina?"

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Mingcai didn't say anything, but her eyes, which were eloquent, with a hint of shyness and annoyance, told everything!
Naoki Nagayama knew that the more he explained, the more confused people would become, so he simply stopped explaining. He shamelessly picked up Akina from the chair, leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Akina, I remember someone said something about compensating me this morning."

"What is it? I don't remember~"

Akina Nakamori looked around and talked about something else. The warm breath gently caressed her ear, and her earlobe began to turn red.
"Naoki-san, you haven't had dinner yet. Why don't we go have dinner first?"

"No." Naoki Nagayama hugged his girlfriend and walked straight to the bedroom. Anyway, his image was already somewhat ruined, so he gave up and said, "I want to eat something else first."

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The only one left in the study, Yingtaro, looked at the backs of the host and hostess and called out twice, then lay down on the carpet in the study in dejection.
He knew he couldn't go into the bedroom for another hour.
A night of spring is infinitely beautiful~
The next morning, Akina Nakamori, with a ruddy face, was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen, while Nagayama Naoki, with slightly dark circles under his eyes, was yawning and reading the newspaper.
"Naoki-san, are you going out today?" Akina asked.

"Well, I have to go to the studio today and make an appointment to see the address of the new headquarters." I have been looking for the new headquarters of Shuyou for a long time.
However, since this is a transaction for an office building, Shuyou commissioned Sumitomo Real Estate to customize its needs, and the subsequent decoration and relocation will also be entrusted to this real estate agency with a long history.

Although Ms. Keiko Fujita is very capable, she has now left Mitsui Fudosan and her area of ​​expertise is small transactions such as personal residences.

"Are you going to change the address?" Akina Nakamori came over with breakfast and asked curiously, "Where is it?"

"In Shibuya, Ikebukuro or Azabu-juban," Naoki Nagayama mentioned several alternative places.

"These are all very expensive locations!" Under the influence of Naoki Nagayama, Akina Nakamori at least had some understanding of housing prices. "Naoki-san will spend a lot of money this time, right?"

“The budget is between 30 billion and 40 billion.”

Naoki Nagayama thought about the price. In fact, it was only about 10 billion more expensive than the courtyard in Kyoto. However, there was also the cost of decorating the house. For the office building, the main structure of the house was intact and only the interior needed to be decorated.

Overall, office buildings are actually cheaper than residential buildings.
“So expensive”

Akina Nakamori was a little surprised. She thought she was very good at making money, but it was only over 10 million a year. But it would be more in the next few years.

"It's not bad," Naoki Nagayama shook his head. "With this price, you can only buy an office building with about 7 floors. For a large office building like Ginza with more than floors, you can only buy one floor."

High-rise office buildings in truly core areas are actually more of a display of strength. Unless there are special circumstances, the companies that hold them will not sell them!
“I am indeed a poor man.”

Although Akina Nakamori has the reputation of being a money-printing machine in the idol world, most of the money she earns goes to record companies, channels and agencies.
Otherwise, with record sales of four or five billion each year, they would probably earn more than most listed companies.

"Haha, Akina is a little rich woman!" Nagayama Naoki laughed. With the new contract, the share that Akina Nakamori can get has more than doubled. "At least starting this year, the salary will go up several levels!"

“How can there be so many?”

Akina Nakamori also thought of this, and although she was still being modest, she had a smile on her face. Of course, she should be happy that she can make more money!
"By the way, there's something I didn't tell you before~" Naoki Nagayama suddenly said, "It's also about real estate~"

Akina Nakamori tilted her head: “?”

"I plan to buy the three-story building next door and connect it to Yamazakurayuan."

Naoki Nagayama pointed to the small building next to Yamazakurain and told Akina Nakamori his plan.

"In the future, that place can be used as a storage room, garage, entertainment room, and a small recording studio and home theater."

Akina Nakamori listened with great interest and occasionally expressed her own opinions, such as adding an extra tailoring room or an indoor bar.
The little drunk can no longer hide!

The two finished their breakfast while talking, but today it was Nagayama Naoki who went out first. He had already made an appointment with Yoshimura Otomo and could not be late.

Akina Nakamori's announcement will still take some time, so she can take a short break.

"I'm going out~"

Naoki Nagayama put on his windbreaker and spoke like a Heisei salaryman.

"Hi~ Bon voyage~"

Akina Nakamori gave him a sweet kiss, like a little wife.

After watching the black Toyota Century drive out of Yamazakurain, Akina Nakamori hummed a song while cleaning the kitchen dishes. She was in a very good mood for the new day.
After cleaning up, Akina Nakamori stretched out her evil claws to the cat and dog at home:

"Yingtaro, let me pat your head!"

"Nyanotaro, let me suck~~~"

After she felt relaxed, Akina Nakamori looked at the clock on the wall. It was not yet 9 o'clock. There was still an hour before Akiko Fusano would come to pick her up to go to the announcement.
What are you doing now? Watching TV or listening to some music?
Lying on the sofa, all kinds of thoughts popped up in my mind. When no one was at home, Akina Nakamori's childish side suddenly emerged. My eyes rolled and I remembered the beginning of what I saw last night.
I inexplicably developed an interest in the subsequent development of the plot, but was blocked by the girl's reserve.

At this moment, it seemed like there were two Akinas arguing in my head!

"What's so good about such a shameful novel!" Akina in the white dress said righteously, "Be good children, we don't want to read that kind of novel!"

Mingcai in a black skirt is very rebellious:
"We are all adults, so what's wrong with watching it?! It's not a romance movie!! Besides, even if it is a romance movie, you can still watch it. You already have a boyfriend!"

Akina in a white skirt: "Dame, don't give in to the evil in your heart!"

Black Skirt Akina: "I'm just taking a peek, no one will notice!"

After a fierce ideological struggle, Akina Nakamori's main personality made a decision:
"Well, I'm doing a trial reading for Naoki-san! I want to give you some feedback on your next novel! If there are any mistakes, I need to find them for you, Naoki-san!"

With a plausible excuse, Akina Nakamori put down her burden, quietly went upstairs, walked into the study, opened the drawer and took out the manuscript paper.
Sitting on the chair and looking around, Yingtaro actually followed me.
"Hina Taro, go away! I'm doing serious work!"

After driving the dog out, Akina Nakamori closed the study door with a suspicious blush on her face.
"Wow"

“It’s like this.”

"How could this be!"

“There are so many options.”

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Yingtaro listened to the strange noises in the study, barked softly, and then helplessly lay down at the door again. How come he was not allowed to enter the study except the bedroom?

It’s so hard to be a dog!

(End of this chapter)