[Comprehensive] I thought you were going to attack me

"The Return of the Queen of Movies and Television - After three years, Miyuki returns to the stage with a new work! "

That night, when Lafite posted this message from Twitter, he thought he was dazzled.

As a former member of the black organization, he got into trouble with the port mafia in Yokohama three years ago. After being cornered by the gravity of the gangsters, he ran to the goddess' movie conference to play hide and seek.

Of course, he was caught in the end.

Later, something seemed to have happened in Hong Kong, and Lafite took the opportunity to escape by virtue of his special ability.

Apart from making a little bit of trouble, he didn't actually have much information about the organization.Therefore, Hong Kong gangsters thought that after searching for a few days, they let go of killing him.

Although this incident came to an end, it left Lafite with a physical and mental shadow that he couldn't get rid of—after some careful consideration, he spent more than a year, and finally successfully "resigned" from the black organization.

And now he is an ordinary office worker in Tokyo.

On this ordinary night, the former triad head (cannon) eye (gray) and now the social animal looked at the woman who appeared in the video.The "Most Popular Female Artist in Japan" who has disappeared from the public for three years and has been in office for several years.

Miyuki, Mei Yuji.

Her hair was cut to a length just above her shoulders, and it was elegantly tied up behind her head. Her face looked unchanged from three years ago.It seemed that this period of time had frozen on her body, and even the familiar smile on the corner of her lips was pulled back to the past in an instant.

Remember the past and focus on the present.

"In the past three years, I did encounter some accidents, so that I had to leave this stage temporarily." The woman said and bowed, "Thank you to all the people who loved me and still remember me, and you support and blessings.”

"However, maybe it's not just 'temporary'. Because I should call it farewell rather than 'return' this time.

"A few months later, I will bring you my last work. It is also the reason why I chose to enter the showbiz, walk on this stage, and finally stand here ten years ago."

The woman, who was still in her prime, ignored the shocked or bewildered expressions of everyone on and off the field, stretched out her arms amidst the screams and shouts, smiled in the direction of the big screen, and snapped her fingers crisply.

As a result, everyone on and off the court saw that strange name.

——"The Heartless Scale".

***

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

A burst of violent laughter resounded in the depths of the film and television base, and a few birds that had landed on the top of the wall were instantly frightened and flew up.

Only a light yellow, plump-looking ball of hair remained safely where it was before - on Seragaki Miyuki's shoulder.

"Hibari, Hibari."

It said calmly.

Miyuki stroked it reassuringly, and walked quickly to the place where studio No. [-] was located.

There was a temporary gathering place for the actors who had just arrived and the main staff, and it was also the place where the devilish laughter came.

Today is the official ribbon-cutting day for the movie "The Heartless Scale".However, due to the particularity of some of the actors, the event was carried out quite low-key.

As one of the co-directors and leading actors of the crew, Shen Xue brought the main actors together today, confirmed their roles for the last time, and met with other staff members.

After going around a corridor, a studio decorated in the shape of a Western-style hall appeared in front of her eyes.

After the deafening laughter just now, there was no more obvious movement here.It wasn't until Miyuki walked to the door that she heard a more obvious voice:

"Oh, Angela-chan, don't be so irritable. What if such tight-fitting culottes are accidentally torn open to reveal filth?"

Before the words fell, there was an indistinguishable sound of footsteps and impacts.

It was so lively that it could be said to be chaotic.

Miyuki recognized who was speaking, combined with the other people staying inside now... She rarely felt the veins around her temples twitch twice.

It wasn't because the other party said or did something inappropriate, it was purely an occupational disease——

"Dazai, do you want me to put you on the base-wide 'no entry' list?"

She walked in quickly, and at the same time said to someone on the opposite side.

In the studio, it looks like the filming has not yet started and preparations are being made.The old European-style buildings reflect a somewhat dim light, and the props are scattered around.

The staff took their positions, checking and sorting out before shooting.As the director, Kurosaki looked up at her, nodded, and then continued to study the next shooting task.

Miyuki is used to this, and her eyes linger on the person in the corner on the right for a few seconds, then turn to the person in front of her position who is closest to the center of the room at this time:

"Mr. Chuya, good morning."

The other party has also seen her, but obviously did not expect to hear such a sentence.There was a few seconds of blankness on that wild beauty face, and then he said in a daze, "...Morning."

Unlike that face, the other party's voice was a very pure, even guttural male voice.

This person is wearing a white shirt with a butterfly thread, and a black waistcoat skirt with a matching coat.The long boots were pulled past the knees, revealing only a few centimeters of white skin below the skirt.

The hat with a deep bottom and a shallow brim was half crooked, revealing long brown hair that curled around the ears.The tips of her hair fell to her shoulders, making her face, which cannot be called soft, a bit more girlish.

This is by no means a delicate image, but there is no doubt that it is a charming female face.

The premise is that "she" is really a woman.

"Mr. Nakaya, is there something wrong with your clothes?"

After finishing the basic greetings, Miyuki went straight to the point.For a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder at work, there are at least two dozen potential problems that need to be solved in such things as gender reverse role-playing.

A fairly basic part of it is the repeated fine-tuning of the details of the clothes in order to completely cover up the differences in the body structure of the opposite sex.

Just like the guy in front of me who looks genuine, but is actually a genuine women's clothing tycoon, the suit on him has been modified seven versions.

"It's very suitable." Zhong Ye, a bigwig in women's clothing from the Central Plains, said Chen Ken, and added a few words, "Especially the shoulders of the coat and the details of the boots' calves."

Just a week ago, one of the five major cadres of the port mafia, Nakahara Chuya, a well-dressed straight man, would never have imagined——

One day, I would actually willingly put on women's clothes.

Not only wearing women's clothing, but also very skilled in the whole process.

Not only has he gotten used to it, but he can even accurately evaluate where the suit fits well, where there are problems, and how to make it more perfect.

It feels like the door to a new world is opening... no, let's close it.

Nakahara also slipped the ends of his wig to his shoulders, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

"Miyuki, if I don't eat anymore, I won't be the one with the stomach attack."

Seeing that the two fell into a state of having nothing to say, a certain black-haired man on the other end who had been as quiet as a chicken since Miyuki came in finally approached quickly with brisk steps.

A little too cheerful.

Miyuki looked at the bento handed in front of her. If she hadn't been at the workplace, she believed that the other party could have stuffed it into her arms directly, or opened the box and fed it herself.

Of course, Osamu Dazai never cared about time and place when he started things.However, based on the image of his girlfriend as a manic-depressed and obsessive-compulsive disorder patient with a ruthless face during work, Osamu Dazai seldom portrayed himself as a well-behaved, sensible and virtuous boyfriend in order to face the tragedy of returning to singleness after a disagreement.

For example (passing the class of the detective agency) making a well-matched lunch at home, (swiping Kunikida's card) taking a taxi to the film and television city to visit the class and so on.

"Hey, it took me two hours to prepare the meal today! I almost cut it with my hand. Here, the kitchen knife at home is quite sharp, but I tried it. If you want to use it to cut off the artery, it will be a bit difficult..."

Osamu Dazai murmured, before Miyuki gave a response, Nakahara Nakaya on the side first pierced the bento box in his hand with a very presence-conscious gaze.

When he struggled to look away from the top, his expression seemed to be stuffed with five hundred catties of mackerel rolls.

And Miyuki didn't seem to notice it, took the bento box that was commonly used at home, opened it and folded the lid to the bottom.There are some very normal Japanese dishes inside, with kimbap as the main food, and the faint smell of rice and seafood.

Looks really normal, if you don't take into account its creators.

As one of the victims of the past, the Hong Kong black gravitational force is struggling with his conscience.However, looking at the couple's calm and copy-pasted expressions, he swallowed the words hesitantly.

So three seconds later, Seragaki Miyuki ate the first mouthful of gimbap.

Small diced vegetables and seafood are added to the rice balls. Seaweed slices are her favorite kind, and she has five packs at home.When she has nothing to do, she will take out a few pieces and chew them like other people eat candy.

In all fairness, whether it’s the largest kimbap in the bento, or a few other snacks, the taste is very ordinary.

Not bad, or a meal that could be classified as "okay".Although it is not a taste enjoyment, it can also make people feel full and happy.

Most importantly, it was made by Osamu Dazai himself.

The name, associated with "cuisine", is like a horror story in itself.

As its loyal victims, Oda Sakunosuke or Sakaguchi Ango a few years ago probably have a lot to say.

However, Miyuki didn't eat anything strange, and it can even be said that she finished the meal quite calmly.She could feel Chuya Nakahara's gaze next to her. If she could describe it in one sentence, she was probably staring at some kind of prehistoric giant beast.

It's just that he didn't know whether to look at her or Osamu Dazai in front of her.

She swallowed the last mouthful of caviar and suppressed her smile.

In fact, as long as he doesn't deliberately look for trouble, Osamu Dazai's culinary skills can reach the level of "eatable".Just like this bento eaten by Miyuki, although few people would praise it as "delicious", it would definitely not kill anyone.

Or make people feel that they might as well be poisoned to death.

Miyuki picked up the curry fish balls under the caviar, picked up the last one, and stretched it towards the young man next to her.

"Ahhh." Osamu Dazai said.

It's just that the only thing that makes Osamu Dazai willing to cook an ordinary meal is probably only a very special time, or a special person.

The author has something to say: I don't know if there is one or two chapters... Every time it reaches the end, the chapter explodes.

Depending on the situation, I decide to publish one or two chapters tomorrow. In order not to collapse at the end and not easy to change, let's be careful.

Anyway, finish tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

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Damn, sleepy eyes, dizzy crawling to sleep