Tokyo Bubble Life

  After seeing off the two people from the Shogakukan, Naoki Naoyama sighed. There are so many troubles at the beginning of the new year, it seems that this year's life is not easy~

  At this moment, Yutaro walked over with the rice bowl in his mouth, put it in front of the sofa, and then grinned at Naoki Nagayama without even barking~

"Hey Taro, although I came back from a walk a little late, didn't I still have breakfast?" Naoki Yongshan patted Gouzi on the head, knowing that Labrador has always been called Labrador pig, but My own Taro has been well controlled, right?

Yingtaro leaned his head against Naoki Nagayama's leg as if he was wronged, and then made a sound of "嘤嘤嘤". However, he was cute like this when he was a child, and it would be out of harmony for such a big dog to do this again. Yes!

   "Taro, at your age, it's not suitable to pretend to be cute~"

   Seeing that Gouzi had no other choice, he could only look aggrievedly towards the corridor, and then pointed his front paw at Meowtaro who was walking slowly.

  The big orange, with its swollen belly, walked slowly from the kitchen through the living room, and then walked towards the veranda of the yard.

   Seems to have sensed the sight of Naoki Nagayama and Yutaro. The orange cat paused for a moment, turned its head to look at the four-legged beast and the two-legged beast, felt that there was no danger, and returned to its complacent posture.

  Lie on all fours on the cat mat on the porch, the abdomen even exceeds the shoulders, as if pregnant.

   Naoki Naoyama looked at Yutaro in disbelief: "Yitaro, did your dog food be taken away by Nyotaro?! You are a big bulldog!"

  It was Naoki Yongshan who remembered that one cat and one dog were equipped with timing feeders. If Taro came back a little later, his share of dog food must have been stolen by Daju!

  Seeing Taro's aggrieved appearance, Naoki Nagayama sighed again: "Okay. I'll give you another meal."

  After making extra meals for Gouzi, Naoki Naoyama, who returned to the sofa, saw the greeting cards on the table, one of which was from Genta Nakai. It seems that he has been at home on vacation since he returned from New York.

  Thinking that the two have not seen each other for a long time, and considering the establishment of an investment company during the New Year, the idea of ​​meeting each other arises in my mind.

   "Long time no see, let's make an appointment for dinner~"

  Dialed the number of Nakai's house, and was picked up not long after.

  Some tired voices came out of the microphone: "Moses, this is Nakai's house."

   "Won Tae-sang? I'm Naoki Nagayama."

   "Ah, it's Naoki-san!" Nakai Genta's voice was a little happy, "Have you returned from your hometown?"

   "Haha, I didn't go back to celebrate the New Year this year." Talking to a good friend, Naoki Naoyama was more straightforward, "Won Tae-sang, do you have time today? How about having a drink together?"

   "." There was a sudden silence in the microphone, and then Yuan Nakai's overly excited voice said, "Boom! Now? Immediately?! No problem! I'll be right there!"

  Yongshan Naoki was stunned. He was thinking of making an appointment for dinner, but it's only noon now!

Just when I was about to speak, I heard a distant voice from the microphone: "Lingmeichan, Gasang, colleagues, please go out to communicate with me! Ah, it's urgent, I have to go out at noon! There is no way, no Go and be blamed!"

   Then there seemed to be a loud cry of the baby

Before Naoki Yongshan recovered, he heard Genta Nakai's voice appearing in the microphone again: "Then Naoki-san, it's settled, we will meet in Asakusa, I know there is a company called 'Mijiu' Very nice sukiyaki restaurant”

  It seemed that he was very anxious, and even the place for the dinner was fixed at once, so Naoki Yongshan could only respond with ah ah ah ah.

  After hanging up the phone, Naoki Yongshan finally came to his senses: "I seem to be being used as an excuse!"

  Asakusa is not far from Naoki Naoki's house. Because he wanted to drink, he didn't choose to drive, but took the subway there.

  The main store of Miku in Asakusa, Taito District, the store is actually not very big, but it has two floors, and the space is still plenty.

  After Naoki Yongshan entered the door, the store asked to put the shoes in an exclusive place, and then beat drums to welcome. The sense of ceremony is really full.

   After arriving at the booth, Genta Nakai was already sitting there. After seeing Naoki Nagayama, he showed a life-saving look: "Naoki-san, you are here!"

  Yongshan Naoki saw this friend with bloodshot eyes, yellow and haggard face, who looked like a frustrated middle-aged man, and couldn't help but gasped: "Yuan Taisang, what's wrong with you?!"

  The man in front of him sighed: "It's not because of the child"

   "Shota?" Naoki Naoyama didn't understand, he was just a child? !

"That guy is so fussy!" Talking about his child, Genta Nakai gritted his teeth, "Every two hours at night, he will definitely wake up! Once you pick him up, he has to hold him all the time, and he has to keep moving! Obviously I fell asleep just now, but as soon as I stop, I start crying again!"

   While talking, Naoki Yongshan even felt that the friend in front of him was so wronged that he was about to cry

   "Is it so hard to take care of a child?" Naoki Yongshan wondered, "Didn't you hire a professional nanny to help take care of it?"

"Of course, even my mother was invited here." Yuanta Nakai wanted to cry, "But recently Suzumi-chan read the latest foreign parent-child research books, saying that it is necessary to cultivate the relationship between parents and children before the newborn is one year old. Parent-child relationship or something, so I must be required to spend some time every day taking care of Shota."

   "It's been a while, Renren will pass soon"

   Naoki Naoyama reassured that in Japanese society, fathers actually have relatively little responsibility for taking care of their children, and it is mainly on the mother’s side.

  However, young people like Genta Nakai and his wife who have gone to college have more exposure to Western culture, and their thinking is still very trendy, and they will consider parent-child relationships and the like.

  At this time, the store delivered the sukiyaki ingredients and a bottle of sake.

  Genta Nakai immediately poured himself a glass, poured it into his mouth, and sighed comfortably: "Ah, I haven't drunk in almost two months!"

   "So miserable?"

Mijiu’s sukiyaki is shallower than other restaurants, and it looks more like teppanyaki. Naoki Nagayama puts square pure fat meat on it, frying it in oil, and then puts scallion, tofu, vermicelli and Omi Put all the beef on it, pour over the store's special sauce, and wait for the ingredients to cook slowly.

   At the same time, chatting with Nakai Genta while drinking.

"Yeah. Especially when I'm on vacation." Genta Nakai drank another glass of sake, "Mother and Suzumi-chan said that it's smelly, it's not good for the baby, and so on. You can't drink and you can't leave home and take care of it. Shota, I'm going crazy~"

   "So Naoki-san called today, but it really saved my life!"

  Listening to his friend's babble, Naoki Naoyama shook his head.

   Genta Nakai grew up too privileged, never experienced housework chores, has a mother and Suzumi, plus a professional nanny to take care of him, no matter what.

   "Won Tae-sang just needs to get used to it. Taking care of children must be very tiring."

   "Yeah, Naoki-san should have a baby later~" Nakai Genta drank another glass, and his face turned red soon after drinking continuously.

  At this time, the beef in the sukiyaki pot has all turned brown, exuding a mouth-watering meat aroma in a thin layer of soup.

   "Hey, hey. Don't drink so hard, come and have some beef."

The hot beef rolled in the raw egg liquid, the temperature dropped slightly, but it was still a little hot, just chewed lightly, the tender beef spread out, carrying rich gravy and special sauce The salty freshness dances on the tip of the tongue, making the diners look satisfied.

  A few slices of beef suppressed the smell of alcohol and boredom in life, Genta Nakai's thoughts became clear,

   "Naoki-san, why did you find me today?"

   "Have a drink~ We haven't seen each other for a long time~" Naoki Naoyama said, "By the way, let's ask about the current situation~"

"Haha, I have been on vacation since I came back from New York. I planned to go to work today, but after thinking about it, I was ready to leave, so I also asked for my annual leave." Yuanta Nakai said, "Wait a few days, I will formally submit my resignation."

   "Does your senior Shinko know that you are going to resign?" Naoki Yongshan asked while eating.

   "I have disclosed some information." Genta Nakai said, "Our future investment company will definitely have a lot of business dealings with Bank of Mitsubishi. Senior Masayuki Ito is a reliable Bankman."

   "Well, I will definitely get in touch in the future~"

  A glass of wine and a mouthful of meat, Naoki Naoyama and Genta Nakai talked about several directions for future investment companies, short-term real estate, long-term Microsoft, Oracle, Qualcomm, Coca-Cola and other companies, and then companies in the emerging computer field and so on.

  “Actually, in the third technological revolution, the era of electronic computer information technology, I pay more attention to the just-developed Internet, which will definitely become a field that will affect the world in the future.”

  Looking at Yuanta Nakai's very confused look, Naoki Naoyama explained,

   "Ah, it is the Internet. The United States and Europe have almost built networks based on the TCP/IP protocol, and Japan is also building JUNET (Japanese Unix Network)."

  Genta Nakai, who had drunk a lot of wine, felt even more confused after hearing Naoki Nagayama's words:

   "Akito Masai, Naoki-san, do you speak Japanese?"

  “.”

Naoki Yongshan has been paying attention to the development of the Internet with his background as a code farmer in his previous life, and he can easily accept such front-end technological information, but Yuanta Nakai in front of him is just a college student studying economics. It is probably very common for him not to understand these things. thing.

   After all, Japan is lagging behind when it comes to the Internet~

   "Yuan Tai-sang, you can regard it as a new field that has just sprouted. A field based on computer technology." Naoki Yongshan said, "This field will definitely develop rapidly in the future."

   "Why is Naoki-san so confident?!" Nakai Genta asked.

"It's just a prediction, let's not talk about it~" Naoki Yongshan did not answer, but changed the subject, "In short, in the next five or six years, our main energy will be spent on real estate investment, and then those Blue-chip stock on the US stock market”

   It’s not that he doesn’t want to invest in Japan, it’s just that Naoki Naoyama really doesn’t know much about Japan’s stock market twenty or thirty years ago.

   "But in short-term trading, you can also recruit some brokers to operate." Naoki Naoyama said, "In the next five years, Japan's stock market should be a bull market."

  Naoki Yongshan didn’t deliberately lower his voice when he spoke. Many of the people who had lunch at Mijiu had small fortunes. At this time, they even pricked up their ears to listen to Naoki Yongshan.

   After all, the string of professional nouns mentioned earlier is really too bluffing.

   "Hi, I see."

   Genta Nakai nodded. Since he decided to start an investment company with Naoki Naoyama, he should firmly agree with Naoki Naoki Naoki’s judgment!

   "I will rent an office in Ginza in the future, and recruit some people to build the company's shelf."

   "By the way, in the next year, Shuyou Films will reorganize its structure, and the new investment company will also be merged into the structure of Shuyou Group."

"Hi!"

  Eating while chatting and communicating, this lunch was eaten for more than two hours.

  By the end, Nakai Genta was already drunk, and it seemed that he had a good time drinking this time!

   Called a taxi to take this drunk back to his home, let Suzumi-chan scold him well tomorrow, Naoki Naoyama walked slowly towards Yamazakura-in with a slightly dizzy head.

  The gloomy weather that started yesterday finally turned into snowflakes in the afternoon.

  Naoki Naoyama was walking on the road, the snowflakes in the sky were blown by the cold wind, and burrowed towards the neckline.

  By the time he returned to Yamazakurain, a layer of snow had already accumulated on his hair.

   "Taro, I'm back!"

  Naoki Naoyama patted the snowflakes on his coat while calling Gouzi. However, although Ying Taro ran over wagging his tail, he seemed to smell something and kept beating in front of him, but he refused to come to get close.

   "Ha, you know I've been drinking~" Naoki Naoyama hung up his coat, walked up to the entrance, and touched Gouzi's head, "But I just drank a little, it's okay~"

   After the dog was calmed down, Naoki Yongshan made a cup of hot tea, walked to the verandah, leaned against the wall of the veranda and looked at the snow scene outside.

  A flurry of snowflakes fell quickly, and there was already a bit of heavy snow. At first glance, it seemed that the entire sky was shedding feathers, covering the distant view.

  Falling snowflakes accumulated more and more in the yard. Gradually, a layer of fine velvet white coat was woven for the dry landscape and rockery.

  Even the bare and gray cherry blossom trees have been replaced with sparkling new clothes, giving them a more graceful feeling.

  Winter evening came very early, and with this snowy day, the sky was already dark, but the yard seemed brighter than usual. Under the illumination of landscape lights, there is a feeling of psychedelic for a while.

Naoki Yongshan watched the falling snow outside quietly, letting his thoughts flow freely. Under the stimulation of alcohol, his slightly hot head became sober in the cold wind blowing gently. Such a feeling of one hot and one cold Very peculiar.

   I don’t know when, Nyantaro ran to Naoki Nagayama’s legs, sat upright and looked out of the yard, as if he was also admiring the snow scene.

   "Nyotaro, can you understand it too?"

  Naoki Naoyama touched Tachibana's little head, and the haiku of Toshizo Hijikata that I memorized in middle school suddenly appeared in his head,

   "おもしろき夜作の列や今朝の雪 (interesting and even, wearing night clothes and columns, looking at the current snow

  Naoki Naoki embraced Nyotaro in his arms, warmly clasped his hands, and complained to this guy: "Nyotaro, others are watching the snow in the morning, but we are actually watching the snow in the evening. Isn't this the right time~"

It is not uncommon for Naoki Naoyama to see a memory popping up in his head. He knew that at this time, some key word should be triggered today, and it was connected with the memory in his mind, but the connection is not very strong, so he There is no immediate memory trigger.

  So I closed my eyes and began to recall what I encountered today. I got up early, took a walk, chatted with the old man, chatted with the owner of the newsstand, and practiced the piano.

  Hey, I feel the twitching in my temples, which is related to playing "The Love of My Life"! It is related to "A Chinese Journey to the West".

   Naoki Naoyama continued to recall, "Journey to the West". Five hundred years ago, Pansi Daxian?

  Time travel? !

  When this step was reached, Naoki Yongshan felt that there was already a dim memory in his mind that was about to appear, but there was always something missing.

  The feeling of being blocked like this is like a hollow iron ball inside the head, which is very painful.

   Naoki Naoyama kept trying with his eyes closed:

   "What exactly is it? The movie or music "Your Name" that I have seen related to time travel? "Butterfly Effect"? "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time"?"

   "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time and Space" responded. Naoki Nagayama continued to think in this direction, but got stuck again

  This feeling is like giving birth. The children have arrived at the door, but they refuse to be born. Naoki Yongshan kept trying, but he didn’t continue to respond until the conversation with the editor of the Elementary School in the morning flashed through his head.

  A tragic love story about meeting and parting

  In an instant, as if a layer of membrane had been punctured, paragraphs of text emerged from the depths of my mind, and then pictures and sounds appeared in my mind one after another!

   Actually recalled a novel and a movie at the same time, no wonder it seems like dystocia.

   Naoki Yongshan held his forehead and sorted out the memories in his mind a little bit:

   ""Tomorrow's Me Dating Yesterday's You". Two people with different timelines crossed at one point. Sure enough, it's time travel, meeting and separation, or a doomed tragedy~"

   "However, when did I see it?"

   Naoki Yongshan pressed his temple hard to make his thoughts clearer.

   "In short, write down the script of the movie first, and then start transcribing the novel tomorrow!"

With so much content, I definitely can’t write it all down today. That is to say, when I dream at night, I might dream about the plot of the movie "Tomorrow's Me Dates Yesterday's You". Didn't I dream of going on a date with Ms. Sadako?

   "Fortunately, the heroine Nana Komatsu is quite pretty"

   Naoki Naoyama recalled the script of the movie in the study and began to code words,

   "Wait, if I date Komatsu Nana in my dream, is it cheating? Or cheating?"

  It was originally included in yesterday’s chapter. I didn’t expect to write it a little bit more excitedly. I wrote too much of the morning’s plot, so I separated two chapters, but I still posted it in one day~

   Someone said before that I owed a chapter when I asked for leave, so I will pay it off now~