The Agreement is Done

Kitano Takeshi in front of him was still wrestling with crabs, and the hot weather made his forehead covered with sweat.

Seeing the way he was gnashing his teeth, Shirakawa Kaede suddenly felt that Takeshi Kitano, who had such a rich expression, must also have rich and delicate emotions in his heart.

When he noticed him in his previous life, Kitano Takeshi had always had that paralyzed expression on his face.

Under such a numb expression, there is both a cold and violent side and a gentle and healing softness.

"Senior Brother Kitano" Bai Chuanfeng put down his chopsticks and stared at him, "Have you ever thought about making a movie yourself?"

Takeshi Kitano let go of the half-bitten crab leg and raised his greasy mouth, "Are you kidding me? Do you think anyone can make a movie if they want to? That's a movie..."

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and everyone at the wine table fell silent.

Mikiko Matsuda poured another glass of wine for Takeshi Kitano, Masayuki Mori looked confused, and Jiro Kaneko was silent. As for Torataro, he was enjoying his meal.

Kitano took the glass and hesitated for a moment, but drank it down in one gulp. "Movies are indeed fascinating, but it's very troublesome to complete a movie.

Although I have never been exposed to it, behind the scenes of the TV station I saw dozens of staff working hard for a program.

"Shirakawa" Kitano Takeshi put away his teasing and indifference, and his expressionless face made Shirakawa Kaede seem to see the master of violent aesthetics in later generations.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding..." The crisp ringtone instantly woke him up from his distraction.

"Don't you think that writing a script can become popular just like the song "Ephemera" you wrote?" Takeyuki Kitano didn't believe that Shirakawa Kaede could write any famous story.

For a moment, Bai Chuanfeng suddenly didn't know what to say.

Hearing her mention the sunset, Bai Chuanfeng also looked out the window. The red light was rendering the sky wantonly. "Yes, it is indeed beautiful."

"Quite amazing," Bai Chuanfeng praised exaggeratedly, and laughed out loud after saying that. After greeting each other with laughter, Bai Chuanfeng relaxed and asked, "Still filming?"

"Bah!" Takeshi threw down the crab legs with only empty shells left. He picked up the wet towel on the table and wiped his mouth and wiped his fingers.

"Hey" Kitano Takeshi was stunned. He looked at Mori Masayuki who looked serious, and then turned to Shirakawa Kaede who was calm.

The fiery red sunset reflected the faces of pedestrians brightly. Bai Chuanfeng took off his suit jacket and hung it on his arms, and walked slowly on the narrow street facing the afterglow.

There was a burst of proud laughter from the opposite side, "That's awesome."

"Probably around August."

Shirakawa Kaede calmly faced the attention of everyone, "I can't write professional scripts, but I can write stories. With a complete story, it will be much easier to trouble the staff to polish it into a script."

“Quite looking forward to it”

Kitano Takeshi stopped moving, Mori Masayuki's eyes were like arrows, Miko and Kaneko Jiro looked shocked, and Torataro was eating happily.

He didn't know if Bai Chuanfeng had the talent to write scripts, but judging from the exchange he had just had with Bai Chuanfeng, the latter probably wasn't a person who liked to talk big.

After falling silent, he did not speak. Instead, he picked up the half-eaten crab legs and started biting them again.

Shirakawa Kaede glanced at Kitano Takeshi and Matsuda Mikiko with a smile, "Thanks to senior brother and Mikiko-san, it's probably a story about the sea."

"Shirakawa-kun?" he asked tentatively in the interview.

The idea came from Kitano Takeshi’s post-marriage vacation at the seaside just mentioned. I wonder if this senior brother will feel familiar when he reads the story.

"Okay!" Shirakawa Kaede picked up the wine glasses, Kitano Takeshi, Mori Masayuki, Kaneko Jiro, Matsuda Miko, and Torataro who was a little slow to react. Everyone's wine glasses came together, "ding~", there was a soft sound, and the agreement was made.

"Moxi Moxi?" A soft female voice echoed in my ears.

Busy businesses, enthusiastic adults, and children running and cheering.

"Always in Fukuoka?"

"So, see you then?"

"They're all the same, they look almost the same anyway..." Kitano Takeshi muttered.

He gently pressed his fingers on the familiar yet uncommon paging numbers. After a few rings, he hung up the phone and leaned against the glass wall of the phone booth to wait quietly.

Fireworks, catching goldfish, and taiko drums, just thinking about these things, my mind is already filled with various scenes of summer festivals.

After speaking, Kitano Takeshi picked up a piece of tempura with his chopsticks, lowered his head and ate it slowly.

"Hai"

"When will the filming of Senior Sister be finished?" Bai Chuanfeng leaned against the glass and stared at the sky. After he relaxed, his voice became much softer.

Everyone remained quiet, but their eyes were focused on Kitano Takeshi. Mikiko Matsuda silently poured him a cup of tea.

The story of Tanaka Yuko's "Pony Sister" takes place in Fukuoka, so many exterior scenes were basically shot there. As a very important second and third film, she naturally had to film with the team.

"I'll do the script." Bai Chuanfeng did not move his gaze away, still staring at Senior Brother Kitano who was still a man.

"Hey, a gift?"

This is just an ordinary variety show. If it is a movie, it must be more complicated. The script, actors, crew, distribution and release after the movie is completed, these cannot be done with enthusiasm."

"It's over, but the sunset in Fukuoka is really beautiful."

He thought this was just a way for young people to brag to save face. He had done this kind of thing often in the past.

A unique wedding banquet was over. When I came out of Takeshi Kitano's house, it was getting late.

"Hoho~" Kitano Takeshi laughed suddenly, "Shirakawa boy, why didn't I know you had the talent to write scripts."

The sunsets in Fukuoka and Tokyo are no different, except that one falls into the sea and the other disappears among the high-rise buildings.

Recalling the figure in his mind, he chuckled and turned around to enter the phone booth.

…

As summer vacation approaches, businesses on the streets have begun to hang up signs offering various summer discounts.

"Well, just think of it as thanking senior sister for taking care of me all the time."

"Hey" Bai Chuanfeng swallowed back the words he was about to say, "Sister Tanaka, this is a public phone, can you guess this?"

Shirakawa Kaede, who was watching all this with a smile, gradually slowed down when passing an orange phone booth.

"If you can really write a story that makes my heart move, then" Takeshi stared at him, "just do it!"

"If" Masayuki Mori, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention, "if Shirakawa-kun can really write the script, I might be able to help the crew."

"If I can catch up on time, maybe I can give senior sister a gift."

"Senior brother, it's "Dragonfly" not "Ephemera"..." Bai Chuanfeng helplessly corrected the slip of the tongue for his nervous senior brother.

"Ha~" After a glass of sake, Kitano Takeshi returned to his nonchalant and tired look, "Shirakawa boy, what kind of story are you going to write? Cliché stories won't impress me."

In the summer evening, the sunshine has become much gentler.

"That's not true. I should be able to return to Tokyo in a month."

Shirakawa Kaede's words directly caused the whole room to fall into silence. After realizing it, Torataro saw that everyone was silent, quietly put down his chopsticks, glanced at the wine glass, his throat moved, and he couldn't help but gently picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Miu.

Because there are still classes at school tomorrow, Shirakawa Kaede said goodbye to Torataro and prepared to go back to the dormitory in Suginami Ward at night.

…

After hanging up the phone, Tanaka Yuko did not leave immediately. In the phone booth, she leaned her chair against the glass wall and fiddled with a pair of braids left behind during filming.

Suddenly she smiled, her face was like a blooming flower, her smile was unrestrained, and her figure was swaying.

He said it was taking care of him, but he was always indebted to him for taking care of him.

PS: There will be more at night

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