Tokyo star girlfriend is a love brain, what should I do?

Chapter 1 Celebrity Girlfriend [Please vote for recommendation, please read more]

Tokyo night, Kyūshima Izakaya.

Hot steam floated out from the small window in the back kitchen and hit Kimura Hayata's fair cheeks warmly.

The thin bangs on his forehead were already wet with sweat, hanging listlessly on the dark blue bowl belt with the "Nine Islands" logo printed on it, and the sweat dripped down the floor along the clear and capable jawline of the young man.

Hayato Kimura pinched the pen in his hand and signed his name very seriously on the sign-out form hanging on the wall.

"Get ready for get off work, Mrs.

A low and tired voice sounded from the side. The boss of Jiudao put a white towel around his neck, opened the back kitchen door curtain and walked out.

"Leave right away."

After checking the signature on the form, Hayata Kimura put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at Boss Jiudao.

As soon as he turned around, a glass full of shochu was handed to him, and it was stuffed into Kimura Hayata's hand without any explanation.

"Hey, Mr. Kushima, what is this?"

"Soju, after a day's work, you still need a drink to stay alive!"

The boss of Jiudao had a hearty smile on his sweaty face, and he was also holding a glass of soju in his hand.

Before Kimura Hayata could say anything, the boss of Kushima put one hand on his hips and the other raised the wine glass to his mouth. After a few "dong" sounds, the wine glass filled with soju bottomed out.

Boss Jiu Dao smacked his lips involuntarily, and then thought of something again, reached out his hand and took out a few banknotes from his pocket and put them on the table behind him.

"I almost forgot, this is Mrs. Sun's reward today, I will treat you to the shochu."

Kimura Hayato stared at the banknotes on the table: "Thank you."

Mr. Jiudao waved his hand, wiped the sweat from his face with a corner of the towel, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay, finish your drink quickly and get off work. Go back to spend time with your girlfriend."

Hayato Kimura looked at the wine glass in his hand, his Adam's apple twitched, and he raised the shochu in the glass and drank it down in one gulp.

He took off the alms bowl belt on his forehead and the apron around his waist, put the bills on the table into his pocket, and left the izakaya.

The dim lights on the roadside shone on Kimura Hayata's body. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his chin, and a refreshing night breeze blew in his face, suddenly making him sober.

I have completely adapted to the current working life, and this life has been repeated for four years.

Four years ago, Kimura Hayata traveled to this world and became a student of the Directing Department of Qiyu Art University.

Studying in a place like Tokyo, where land is at a premium, Kimura Hayata has to take time out to work a few more jobs every day to meet his daily expenses.

He also wanted to learn from other time travelers in the past and do some civil copying, but the reality is that thinking about fire is really not a simple matter.

At least Hayato Kimura tried, facing the live broadcast room that was still in single digits for two hours, and the rejection emails where the submissions were blocked everywhere.

If he struggled a few more times, he might really starve himself to death, who made him start penniless in this world.

The only thing he was lucky about was that he had a very cute girlfriend in Tokyo during his four years in college.

I just don’t know if I’m still my girlfriend now.

Kimura Hayata let out a long sigh and rubbed his fluffy and messy hair with his palms: "Should I forget it?"

Ever since his girlfriend was discovered by an entertainment agency scout, she debuted in Tokyo not long after that. From then on, the two began to see each other less and apart more often.

I heard that although my girlfriend is a fledgling in the entertainment industry, she quickly gained a large number of fans. If there is no accident, it is only a matter of time before the whole neon becomes popular.

And as the artist's girlfriend became more and more popular, the frequency of contact between the two became less and less, since the last time they sent a message...

Hayata Kimura took out his mobile phone, opened the top chat position of Line, and the name of [Asukashi] lay there quietly.

Tap the screen with your finger to open the chat box and scroll to the time of the last chat.

"It was already two months ago."

Kimura Hayata was a bit dumbfounded. As a couple, it seemed too outrageous to have no contact for two months.

But the two of them really didn't say anything like "breakup", but their current state doesn't look like lovers no matter what!

Kimura Hayata frowned, holding the phone in both hands, his fingers hovering hesitantly above the screen.

Do you want to try sending a message?As long as the other person replies, you will know the current relationship between the two.

However, he could probably guess the outcome of the two of them.

There is a rising star who is making a name for himself in the entertainment industry, and the other is a work-study young man who still has to work part-time to make ends meet... There is really a big difference!
The agency will probably not allow its artists to maintain such a relationship. The breakup may really be just a matter of words.

The bright light from the mobile phone screen shone on Kimura Hayata's face, and finally he gave up editing the information.

If you want to divide anyway, let's wait for the other person to talk first, what if everything is just a fantasy in your heart?

Although Falcon knows too well that this probability is not a dream.

……

Back at the rental apartment, Kimura Hayata climbed the stairs and walked out of the stairwell.

The apartment building is a bit old, and the light bulbs on some floors in the stairwell are constantly turning on and off, which makes it look particularly scary.

Hayato Kimura turned a corner and walked towards his own room. Suddenly, a pair of slender, white and round calves appeared in his vision, wearing black socks, and a pair of cute and small loafers on his feet.

Um?anyone?

Kimura Hayata was a little surprised and looked up, but saw a girl in a snow-white waist dress standing in front of the house next door to him.

A head of black and smooth blue silk is tied into an intellectual and mature Japanese-style textured low-cut hair. The hair is gathered to reveal a slender, white and delicate neck. The small and delicate features are like a delicate doll.

The fluffy and messy hair on the forehead, the cold look and the girl's eyes that seemed to be glowing with water, exuded a fresh and bright beauty all over her body.

"Xun?" Kimura Hayato asked in surprise after recognizing the girl in front of him at a glance.

"Hunta-chan!"

Asuka's beautiful eyes were bent and turned into two lovely crescents, and her long eyelashes glowed softly in the dim light.

Kimura Hayata looked at the cute and charming girl in front of him with some unreality. Pingji's heart began to become hot, but he soon returned to calm.

The two months of separation made him unable to find a common topic between the two, and the speculation about the relationship between the two on the road just now made him wonder what identity to use to talk to Tomorrow Xun.

Silently he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

"come in."

Asuka nodded obediently, followed Kimura Hayata into the house, took off his loafers, and exposed a pair of delicate little feet.

She put her loafers and the shoes that Hayata took off together, neatly and neatly.

After doing this, Tomorrow Xun just got up and left the entrance with satisfaction.

Kimura Hayata was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a faint smile on his face, watching Asuka walk aside and slowly sit down.

A faint fragrance of jasmine floated over, making Kimura Hayata feel a little dazed.

"How have you been lately?" Kimura Shota was the first to speak to break the silence.

Asuka's white and tender fingers tucked a strand of hair hanging by her ears behind her ears, and her eyes flickered as she looked at Kimura Hayata:

"Not bad. Where's Hayata-chan?"

Kimura Hayata scratched his head: "Same as before, good or bad."

"Ah."

Asuka nodded and placed his hands on the sofa behind him.

The atmosphere fell into awkward silence again, and the two of them sat quietly in the bright living room.

Just when Hayato Kimura was racking his brains to think of something good to say, Kaoru Asuka spoke first.

"Hey, Hayato-chan, the office won't let me continue to fall in love with you."

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