Haruna Asai returned to her companions dizzy with her autograph. Ye Qing squeezed her eyes at Ye Zhao and teased: "I didn't expect that my brother actually has fans."

"If you put away that 'unexpected' and 'actually', you will still be my good sister."

Ye Qing was about to speak when the owner of the cafe came over and asked, "How do Ye Zhaosang think of the small shop?"

“It’s very good, the coffee tastes quite positive.”

"Since that's the case," the boss asked, "Can you ask Ye Zhaosang to help sign an autograph? I will put it away and hang it on the wall over there."

"Of course, it's my honor."

After Ye Zhao left, the boss put his signature in the most conspicuous place in the store. The students who came to play nearby spread the story, attracting many of his fans to come for a "pilgrimage".

...

After saying goodbye to his mother and sister, Ye Zhao walked into the station and boarded the tram back to Tokyo.

There were not many people going from Yokohama to Tokyo at this time, and the first-class carriage was not even full of one-third. After Ye Zhao had just sat down for less than five minutes, the tram drove to the point.

When I got off at Shibuya Station, it was 4:40 pm.

Walking out of the crowded station, taking a taxi back to the apartment in Sanxuan Tea House, sitting in the back seat, looking at the scenery outside the window that was thrown behind him one after another, Ye Zhao couldn't help but think in his heart that he should almost take time to learn a driver's license, otherwise, except for taking a taxi and a tram all day, he would be picked up by others, and he would not even have the privacy to do something.

The taxi was parked downstairs of the apartment. Ye Zhao paid the money, got out of the car, and took the elevator to the twelfth floor where he was.

Before going to the appointment, he had to take a shower and change his clothes first. No matter what, it was still a bit inappropriate to wear the same set of clothes for two consecutive days.

After taking a shower, I dried my hair, changed into a clean shirt and jeans, and after packing up this set, it was just 5:15. I picked up my phone and dialed Fuji Aiko's number. The opposite side quickly picked it up.

"Ye Jun?"

"Confirm, is it okay now that time has passed?"

Fuji Aiko said "yes" and reported the name of the reserved private room.

"OK, give me ten minutes and I'll be there right away."

The restaurant we made with Fuji Ayako is in Kitazawa, which is only about ten minutes away from the small theater park we are going to next.

This store was discovered after Ye Zhao moved to this area. Later, when he made an appointment with her to have dinner, Fuji Aiko said, "There is a very good restaurant near Kitazawa." When he arrived here, he found that it was the store visited by Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao could still remember the smile on Fuji Aiko's face when she mentioned this in the box. Just looking at her appearance, she was indeed a mature and adult-like woman, but when the two got along, Ye Zhao could still often find some little girls' expressions on her.

Perhaps, this has something to do with her just wanting to be a woman forever.

When his mind was full of thoughts, Ye Zhao had already arrived at this inconspicuous small shop. There were only four private rooms in the store. Although it was in the name of private rooms, it was simply separated by a screen. You could have a quiet meal without being disturbed. If you want to talk about any important topic, it would not work.

Fuji Aiko also changed her clothes. She wore a dress of exquisite texture on her, which was a completely different temperament from when she was wearing a kimono. However, Ye Zhao thought that she was more beautiful when she was wearing a kimono. The etiquette of a singer was definitely not a shackle that bound her, but a good way to make her look new.

The private room was covered with tatami, and Ye Zhao sat cross-legged opposite her. If it was not necessary, he rarely used the kneeling position. There was no special reason, just because he was not used to it.

"I'm so embarrassed to let Cai Zisang wait." Ye Zhao picked up the wine pot and filled her with sake.

Fuji Aiko smiled, "It's okay." It was not until Ye Zhao picked up the wine glass that she picked up the glass that belonged to her. The two of them touched the glass gently and slowly drank the first glass of wine.

...

After dinner, they came out of the restaurant and walked slowly along the street towards the small theater park. Ye Zhao was in front, and Fuji Aiko was a little behind him, and the two of them always kept a polite distance.

This was not something that was specifically proposed by one of them, but something as if it was a common agreement. I don’t know if they both saw this relationship a bit stigmatizing. No matter how the relationship progressed, as long as they walked out of the hidden room, there would be an invisible barrier that quietly separated the two.

The Small Theater Park is hidden on the underground floor of a building in Shimokisawa. It only has a slender, inconspicuous sign at the entrance. If you don’t pay attention to it carefully, you may miss it.

Japanese stage plays have a long history and a strong mass base. Small theaters like this are scattered, and countless actors and scriptists are willing to devote themselves to it and devote their lives to it. Ye Zhao met Hideki Noda in the karaoke box at that time, and was a well-known small theater dramatist.

This small theater can accommodate about 350 people. Ye Zhao and Fuji Ayako's position is in the fourth row in the middle of the first floor, which is the best position. While waiting for the opening, out of boredom, Ye Zhao looked through the performance booklet he received when he passed the ticket checkout.

The slogan of this stage play is printed on the title page: "Fighting against despair and loneliness, the story of hope and memory." After reading the introduction, Ye Zhao probably learned that this is a stage play with suspense. It uses an antique discovered by chance as an introduction to reveal an unknown past.

The stage play is quite exciting. Although it is an original script, it is very standard. The stage props are also very exquisite, and the actors can see that they have put in a lot of effort and their lines are impeccable - you can feel it from the applause of the audience in the theater.

"I have to say that Cai Zisang's taste in watching the drama is really superb. I want to take back what I said before." Ye Zhao turned his face and whispered.

Fuji Ayako covered her mouth and smiled, "It's true that you're too frivolous to judge people by their appearance?"

"But, there are obviously so many good names to use, why did you give me a name that only a third-rate youth drama would be used?" Ye Zhao shook his head, "It's a pity. If it weren't for Ai Zisang's invitation and I would have chosen it myself, I would probably not have watched this drama."

...

After the performance, the audience began to leave one after another.

Ye Shogawa Fuji Ayako also stood up from her seat and moved slowly towards the outside of the theater.

"Are there any arrangements next?"

"I will go to Shibuya's mixing room later." Ye Zhao replied.

"Yeah." Fuji Ayako nodded.

The two fell into a brief silence.

"Then..." Ye Zhao said goodbye to her, "Good night."

"Good night." Fuji Ayako raised her right hand and waved her slightly at him.

A group of audiences who were just in the theater just now walked out of the building. The two people, who were already not far away, were dispersed a little further by the crowd. The audience who were discussing the performance just now did not notice these two people at all.

Ye Zhao also raised his right hand and waved it at her. Then, Fuji Aiko turned around and walked towards the other side of the street.
Chapter completed!