Tokyo host

Chapter 404 I don't want to be an idol
Facing the yellow-haired man who suddenly accosted him, Futaba Makoto was about to speak, but Sakurajima Mana wrinkled her nose slightly: "It's my own protagonist, Ichinoki-san, do you have any suggestions? "

"Ahaha no, no, I'm just a little curious. After all, you chose Aina-chan as the protagonist." Kachinoki put a familiar face on Futaba Makoto's shoulder, and then continued talking with a smile , "Would you like a drink tonight?"

"Huh?" Makoto Futaba shook his head, then smiled, "Do I look so mature?"

After looking at Futaba Makoto up and down, Ichinokiki seemed to understand something: "Ah... so it's a kid, sorry."

"It seems that we can only drink together when you grow up."

Words such as child and kid have almost the same meaning in Futaba Makoto's ears, but Futaba Makoto didn't take it to heart, but Sakurajima Mana's face gradually cooled down.

To be honest, Futaba Makoto didn't like meaningless communication, and when he was thinking about what excuse to leave here, he suddenly felt a soft touch from his elbow and sank into it.

Futaba Makoto was stunned, although this temperature was very common to him, but the touch was quite unfamiliar.

Turning her head, Sakurajima Mana was embracing his arm, not only that, the movement was quite intimate.

"Miss Sakurajima..." Before Makoto Futaba could speak, Mana Sakurajima said directly, "I'm sorry Ichinoki-san, Makoto and I still have some private matters, let's talk about it next time."

After speaking, he pulled Makoto Futaba and left.

Ignore the surprise in the eyes of the staff next to him, after all, it is the first time they have seen a boy who has such a close relationship with Aicaijiang.

"This guy..." Ichinoki was also a little embarrassed by the eyes of the people around him, his face was cloudy, and he left here quickly.

……

……

After leaving the set, Makoto Futaba glanced at the girl next to him, and asked, "How long are you going to hug?"

"Hey, isn't Opie uncomfortable with such a pure and lovely girl idol?" Mana Sakurajima hugged her even tighter.

Futaba Makoto was also surprised by the other party's bold words, but he still said directly, "I'm not used to unfamiliar girls doing this."

"Acquainted girls are used to doing this?"

"almost."

"Then we are familiar with each other now."

The corner of Futaba Makoto's mouth twitched, but to him, this posture of embracing arms and being massaged was more comfortable than that of Yu You and Nana, after all, it carried weight.

Of course, Xiao Ke and the others are also counted, but Makoto Futaba has not had a good experience.

Sighing, Futaba Makoto said directly, "Miss Sakurajima, what exactly do you want to do?"

"By the way, I don't believe in love at first sight."

Makoto Futaba knows that he is very attractive, and he also knows that under the system panel, he is the most handsome existence in the eyes of girls, but he is more aware of the girl in front of him who can stand at the forefront of the idol circle. It can't be just a love brain.

"It's boring."

Seeing Makoto Futaba speak directly, Mana Sakurajima let go of her hand, and then gently smoothed the folds on her chest.

The two stood under the streetlight, the girl with her hands behind her back, and seemed to be in a daze looking at the trees beside her. After a while, she turned her head and said, "Hmm... want to know what I'm going to do?"

Seeing the waves in the depths of the opponent's eyes, Makoto Futaba said lightly, "I don't want to know now."

"It's changing so fast."

"After all, I feel that I will be involved in some strange things." Makoto Futaba said.

He is not a star chaser, and he agreed to Sakurajima Mana to film here purely to help Tang Xiaoke and the others. As for what this national-level beautiful girl idol in front of him wants to do.

Makoto Futaba didn't want to know.

"Actually, I don't want to be an idol anymore." Sakurajima Mana said.

Futaba Makoto was puzzled, as if he felt he heard something wrong, but he still asked, "Why?"

"There's no reason, I'm tired." Sakurajima Mana caressed her slightly curly hair, then stretched her waist, her clothes outlined her slender body, "After all, walking this road is not what I like of."

"Whether it's filming or dancing in a group, I obviously made a fuss on purpose, but in the end I still got the most votes."

"What clumsy cuteness, people in this country are really hopeless."

After Sakurajima Mana spoke out her thoughts in front of her, Makoto Futaba took a few seconds to digest before reacting.

Come on, is this a bad guy?

"Is it appropriate to say this to someone you've just met?"

"Hey, I've always been very accurate in seeing people. You're not such a talkative person." Sakurajima Mana said, "But it doesn't matter, I plan to graduate in this circle after I finish this movie."

Saying that, the girl walked to the drink vending machine beside her.

"By the way, what would you like to drink?"

"Oolong tea is fine."

"Here, 200 yen."

After giving the money, Futaba Cheng took the oolong tea, and when he was about to drink it, he found that the other party's gaze was on his face.

"What's wrong?" Shuangye Cheng asked.

"I feel like you have no interest in me." Sakurajima Mana asked, after all, she just said so many things that could shock the circle, but Futaba Makoto still looked so indifferent.

"almost."

"But I'm cute."

"My girlfriend is cuter than you." Futaba Makoto choked back what Sakurajima Mana wanted to say while drinking oolong tea.

Seemingly thinking of Gong Shirao Yuyou's pretty face, Sakurajima Mana rarely refuted this, but just flattened her mouth.

How could this irritating guy have such a lovely girlfriend?

However, Sakurajima Mana really likes the feeling of chatting with others unscrupulously. After all, she always wears a mask to communicate with her peers. Even in school, she is forced by the pressure of the office to maintain her so-called personality. Assume.

"Where do you live?" Suddenly, Mana Sakurajima asked curiously.

Futaba Makoto froze for a moment, then said, "Hotel."

"No, no, I'm asking where you live."

"Why do you ask this?" Makoto Futaba seemed a little vigilant, but it was no secret where he lived, but he was a little surprised what this guy wanted to do.

Do you want to come to my house as a tenant?
But it's impossible, after all, Sakurajima Mana doesn't seem like a master who is short of money, although it can bring a lot of income.

Futaba Makoto scanned Sakurajima Mana's appearance up and down.

Hmm, probably worth a lot of money.

"I always feel that I'm being stared at very rudely." Sakurajima Mana couldn't help but folded her arms.

"Sorry." Makoto Futaba said, "My home is in Little Raccoon Town."

"Your parents live there too?"

"They died when I was little."

"..." Sakurajima Mana's eyes suddenly changed, and began to be filled with the brilliance of motherhood.

Makoto Futaba: ?

Did this guy come up with something weird?

(End of this chapter)