me, the protagonist

Jiang Gu Ling has been in the organization for so many years, and he doesn't have much information about gin and vodka.

Qin Jiu is suspicious and cold, and has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, so he won't leave anyone with an opportunity to take advantage of.

Although Vodka is not that outstanding in intelligence in the organization, he is loyal to gin, adhering to the principle of "I will fight wherever the elder brother directs", and has not become a breakthrough for Jiang Guling.

"This is also an opportunity."

Although he persuaded himself to exchange LINE with vodka in his heart, Fugu Ling still couldn't hide his complicated feelings.

Unexpectedly, the biggest progress in work was after chasing stars.

It's too unpredictable.

Sakura Yamabuki ended the handshake meeting happily, and her work schedule was only until five o'clock in the afternoon.At the end of the game, she had already got the first song, breaking the game record.

The subsidiaries of Morisha have done a good job in terms of working hours. The foundation of 996 has always been the mafia in the headquarters, and that is the foundation of Morisha.Attendance is more relaxed in other subsidiaries.

After returning, Higuchi called her over, talked a little bit about the work arrangements for the next month or two, and then let Sakura go, and the rest of the time was all hers alone.

Yamabuki Sakura didn't go home and lay down on the kotatsu.

She found that people in this world are really good at talking, and they talk in a way.Higuchi Ichiyo's speech is very Mr. Mori's style, and he is very good at drawing cakes.

This can be seen from the number of willing applicants at Sakuragaoka Girls High this year.If nothing else, other high schools in Yokohama will become boys' schools this year.

Sakura Yamabuki came out of the office in a daze, with blood boiling all over her body.I feel that as long as she works a little harder, she can kick AKB48 and punch early 〇 girls.

As the roll king of the idol world, a new storm has appeared, how can we stand still!

Full of such ambitions, Sakura Yamabuki picked up the guitar and the stereo, and didn't even notice that someone was waiting for her at the door of the company. Coming and going like the wind, she decided to stay up late to do club activities.

Swipe out 100 or [-] songs, and dominate the Japanese music scene tomorrow!

……

Two hours later, a well-wrapped glowing beautiful girl sat alone at the snack table.The fine snow fell from the sky, and it would not melt for a long time when it fell into the Coke with ice.

Yamabuki Sakura asked: "Why didn't you tell me that club activities also have a time limit?"

"Isn't that conceivable?" The system wondered, "Is there any music club that holds activities in the middle of the night? We're not a supernatural research club."

Sakura Yamabuki doesn't want to admit her mistake.So he took a sip of Coca-Cola in a cover-up manner, and shivered from the cold.

In fact, it is also feasible to go home directly, Yamabuki Sakura just doesn't want to waste the rest of the time.

The school is already decently recruiting in this world, and it feels like it's planning for the worst.

In the afternoon, Kageyama-kun sent her a thank you text message and mentioned that although he hadn't remembered it yet, he had vaguely had some "inspiration".

Sakura Yamabuki felt that she had to hurry up too. She drank a big mouthful of iced cola, and felt a little chilled in the winter.

Getting up and leaving among a bunch of couples—yes, this was the main reason why she couldn't stay any longer, and decided to go to the square to improve her proficiency of a few songs before going back.

The festive decorations and lights were on together, and when Sakura Yamabuki stood up, she found that there was a shadow behind her that completely covered her shadow.

The figure didn't move, as if it had been watching her quietly for a long time.Sakura Yamabuki turned her head and met Fyodor's eyes watching her.

Perhaps it was because of the backlight, although his expression was not as bright as before, his pupils were a kind of deep dark purple, they were ripe berries, brewing sweet or sour taste.

"Mr. Feio!" Yamabuki Sakura was happy at first, and then felt very sad for him: "Why are you alone today?"

Every time I saw Fyodor, it was during festivals or events, and the joyful atmosphere made him lonelier.Not to mention being alone abroad.

"I passed by Chinatown just now, and Qiaoguo was being distributed there. Did Mr. Feio get it? Did the Russian Association hold any celebrations?"

The pale and handsome young man was silent for some reason: "Perhaps, this is not a festival suitable for many people to celebrate."

This point Yamabuki Sakura deeply agrees.But at this time, a person looks very pitiful!Even animation production teams and economic companies will launch projects on this day, so that star fans and paper lovers can have a spiritual sustenance.

Although Sakura Yamabuki is alone, she still has a career.I don't know if Mr. Feo has anything that can be used as consolation.

Thinking of this, Yamabuki Sakura sympathized with the other party.She motioned for the other party to reach out, and put a small piece of chocolate wrapped in greased paper into the young man's palm: "I got this in Chinatown just now, give it to Mr. Feio!"

The Russians had never seen this kind of Chinese dim sum, so they carefully observed it before putting it to their mouths and taking a small bite.

"Sweet or not? I heard it's stuffed with red bean paste." Sakura Yamabuki hadn't eaten it before, and was looking forward to the feedback from the other party.

The young man nodded, and the bright decorative lamp lit up from behind, drawing a stream of light along his jawline.

It's really a great look.

Sakura Yamabuki was moved.

The people who make Qiaoguo are skilled, and the fillings are just right. It is not a bad thing to add a little heat in this cold weather.Fyodor just took his second bite when he heard Yamabuki Sakura say:

"Mr. Feio, do you want to be an idol? It will be very popular."

As soon as the words came out, Yamabuki Sakura felt that the taste was not right.No matter how you say this, it sounds like Kabukicho's mother-san who coaxed an ignorant girl into the sea.

"That was not what I meant……"

Sakura Yamabuki didn't think about how to explain it. Mr. Fyodor, who had always been calm and melancholy, coughed as if he had been choked.

"I'm sorry." Yamabuki Sakura hurriedly took a sip of ice cola for the other party: "Are you okay?"

Fyodor waved his hand and struggled to get up from Yamabuki Sakura's support.Yamabuki Sakura found that although he and Osamu Dazai looked tall and slender, Fyodor was obviously not as healthy as the other.

Worried, she couldn't help but said: "You can think about it, singing and dancing can also exercise your body. Maybe you can stage a gorgeous counterattack at the idol sports meeting!"

Sakura Yamabuki has also seen outstanding male idol groups, including some phenomenal groups.But personal temperament is a very mysterious thing, just like audience popularity, it is not something that can be made up by acquired efforts, but also a kind of talent.

There are many people in this world with such great talents, but unfortunately, their jobs are varied: office workers, policemen, detectives... After all, Mr. Fyodor seems to have no regular job, and Yamabuki Sakura really hopes that his opponent can join the arts Realize self-worth.

Yamabuki Sakura: "For an office, you can consider Morisha. The boss is very nice, and the treatment is also good."

Fyodor's face suddenly became strange after hearing her words.He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a cheerful music box.

Sakura Yamabuki looked for the source of the sound, and found that a clown riding a unicycle came to the park at some point.The clown, with exaggerated makeup, is throwing and catching colored balls on a wheelbarrow.

The performance and music attracted many people. Sakura Yamabuki watched for a few seconds, and the same music sounded from a place close by.

Fyodor took the phone out of his pocket.

Sakura Yamabuki always felt that Fyodor had a refined religious temperament. It was the first time he saw him using such a modern thing as a mobile phone, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Two pieces of the same music sounded together, like a harmony.Fyodor stared at the screen for a while, then raised his hand to Sakura Yamabuki: "Excuse me for a while."

He looked like he was going to answer the phone elsewhere, Yamabuki Sakura kindly expressed that he was not in a hurry and would wait for him at the same place.

She felt that the signing seemed to be a play.

Sakura Yamabuki waited for a while, and after the clown not far away finished his performance, different numbers began to appear on the display screen hanging on his chest, as if he was engaged in some kind of activity.

The clown turned to everyone, and the numbers displayed on the LCD screen were different, and couples basically had consecutive numbers.

Sakura Yamabuki thought about the meaning of the numbers. Before she could come up with the answer, the clown suddenly turned in her direction, and the numbers on the screen jumped to "80000".

"Congratulations to this lady, you are our [-]th visitor today, and you will receive a special night adventure coupon for two from the park!"

A staff member stood out from the crowd next to the clown, and blew up the fireworks from a distance.

Yamabuki Sakura: By the way, she seems to win the lottery wherever she goes.

This luck obviously didn't disappear because of her cross-dressing.I haven't been to the amusement park for a long time because of work, and I have forgotten about it.

But today, this kind of luck brings not only rewards, but also the attention that Yamabuki Sakura doesn't want so much.

"Why is she alone?"

"No way, it's so pitiful to come to the amusement park alone today."

……

What's wrong with one person?

Can't come to the amusement park alone on Valentine's Day?Who stipulated it? !

Sakura Yamabuki was about to retort with her throat squeezed, but she didn't expect that the clown stretched out a mechanical hand out of nowhere after confirming the winner—the kind of diamond-shaped telescopic arm that is common in 90th and [-]s sci-fi movies, and handed over two tickets.

"Congratulations, fair lady. Have a pleasant evening."

"Thank you, thank you?" Yamabuki Sakura took the ticket from the small hand of the red ball, and watched the doraemon's hand shrink back into the clown cloak ten meters away.Not to mention Sakura Yamabuki was stunned, even the onlookers were too shocked to speak.The atmosphere changed from Sweet Couple's Night to 2001: A Space Odyssey in seconds.

Wait, should clowns have capes?

This outfit is a bit familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere?Could it be some set of aesthetically wonderful song-playing costumes?

Fyodor just came back at this time point, and Yamabuki Sakura immediately dropped the question she didn't understand, and she was even exaggerated with enthusiasm: "Is the call over? I just got two coupons. If you have nothing to do next, do you want them?" Let's go take a look together?"

She is vain, she is penitent.

But she really doesn't want to be surrounded by so many couples with such eyes anymore, which makes Yamabuki Sakura feel like a dog.

"can."

With barely a pause, Fyodor agreed to her request, handing her a book in his hand: "Take this as a reward for a snack."

It was a heavy hardcover tome, with "crime and punishment" inlaid in black characters in a white paint frame.