[Comprehensive] Why do I like you

Zhimansha headquarters in downtown Tokyo, a not very grand building, with two security guards standing at the door, always paying attention to the surrounding situation.From time to time, a few people in the crowd coming and going will turn their heads to look at the building.

There are six people in the Shonen Manga-Wisteria editorial department, plus the new editorial assistant Nana Komatsu. Everyone’s desk is full of sketches.

Nana Komatsu holds the work of a novice author who was given to her by editor Sato as the main feature of the new issue. Her task is to post all the sites and dialogues.This job is not very difficult, but there is a thick stack of drawings, and the dots and dialogues must be neat and not crooked, and the concentration requirements are slightly higher.

Nana Komatsu was still envious of newcomers, and dreamed in her heart that she could become one of the authors of the new issue in the future, allowing fans to see her paintings and feel her dreams.

She tried her best to forget what happened that night before, which would make her deeply immersed in it, without any relaxation.The overcast weather that night was like her weather, cold, wet, and sad.

She didn't want to recall that memory at all, and she didn't want to get into difficulties because of the other party.She admitted that she just likes Shinichi Okazaki, just because of his beautiful appearance and gentle attitude. Although he is sometimes a little childish, Shinichi is a boy that people have to fall in love with.

Although he is only 15 years old, he will pretend to be a mature adult, take care of women in need from time to time, and speak with a touch of tenderness and occasional coquettishness.This will slowly accumulate subconscious maternal love in women, and then produce different emotions.

However, after hearing what Shinichi said and seeing that scene, Nana suddenly felt that she was just one of those women, one of those women whom he played with.

This is really a cruel fact, right, so hard to accept.

This makes Nana always involuntarily recall every word and every action that Zhen said to her.She began to wonder, which of the words he said were true, which were false, which were coping with, and which were in line with development.Are his expressions, his language, and even his actions all fake?All unbelievable?

The more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt, and Nana found that she had unknowingly started to develop a defensive mentality.Guarding against whether the other party will show those actions and words again, she will sink deeper and deeper.This puzzled her, so she didn't answer it at all, but kept puzzled.

But after thinking about it, she didn't have to be like this.Shinichi didn't do anything, and he didn't say anything.His attitude towards every woman is similar, and there is no so-called close relationship.Except for paying attention to her occasionally.

But isn't paying attention to her once in a while enough to make people think?And he even kissed her!

But maybe, she just had this emotion subconsciously because she hasn't been in a relationship for too long?

At the right time, in the right place, with the wrong person.

That's right, Okazaki Shinichi, shouldn't be the right person.

Even if she has a crush on him.

But he stopped when he wanted to accumulate slowly, his behavior seemed to be a satire on her wishful thinking.

It's ironic that she fell into this beautiful trap so easily, and ironic that she naively thought that the other party had the same thoughts.

The sky outside the window was gradually darkening, and the editorial department was still messy and disturbing. There were phone calls or flipping books everywhere, and it was impossible to be quiet for a moment. This also made Nana unable to continue her thinking.

Her brows were tightly wrinkled, and she was earnestly cutting the conversation paper in her hand, with such a serious attitude that people couldn't bear to disturb her.

Editor Sato, who had just walked in from the door, nodded to the editor-in-chief who was on the phone to check with the printing company, and looked at Nana who was working hard with her head down. Her pink and silky hair is tied into a ponytail, and she is wearing an ordinary casual dress. This makes her look more like a painter who concentrates on painting, rather than an assistant in the editorial department.

Sato walked behind her and patted her on the shoulder: "Xiao Song, you can get off work."

Nana Komatsu trembled as if she was suddenly startled, and Sato and the editor-in-chief couldn't help but pay attention to her.She doesn't look like someone who works seriously in such a noisy environment. Although it's a good thing to have no distractions, it's obvious that her mind is not on this aspect.

"Editor Sato? It's not up yet." Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, Nana Komatsu looked at him suspiciously.

Sato returned to his seat, tidied up the things on the table, took out the calendar to fill in the drawing, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that there will be a live from your friend on the night of the 5th? I've been looking forward to it for a long time, isn't it?" Is it? We keep talking about it, and our ears are almost callused."

Ever since she found out that Nana's live is going to be held, Nana has excitedly promoted it with people around her, and her colleagues in the editorial department are no exception.Almost as long as there is any slack, she will be surrounded by her and say that the money is definitely expected' live, so that the colleagues in the editorial department almost run away when they see her, or pretend to be very busy, so as not to worry about it. Please excuse me.

Thanks to Tonaina's wholehearted fuss, the efficiency of the editorial department during the slack period at the beginning of the month was unprecedentedly high.

But the strange thing is, I don't know why, Nana hasn't made a fuss about this matter for the past two days, and when she occasionally pours water or waits by the vending machine, she always looks absent-minded.With a preoccupied appearance, everyone couldn't help but care about her, and worried whether she would slack off her work because of her own affairs.But unexpectedly, even so, her attitude towards work is still very serious.

It's just that the efficiency is significantly lower.

"Ah, live." Nana suddenly realized, yes, tonight is Nana's first live in Tokyo in the livehouse she stepped on.

"But work..."

Looking down at the thick stack of sketches on the table, Nana hesitated for a moment, as if she was looking for an excuse for herself, an excuse to escape.

"You can put your work aside, after all, I promised you, didn't you? The live will let you get off work early to watch the live."

Sato put away the calendar on which the schedule had been written, took out the sketches piled up on the side, and said with a transparent ruler in his left hand and a utility knife in his right.

Nana seemed to want to say something, but was pulled up from behind.She looked at the person who pulled her up inexplicably.

"Chief editor?"

Why pull her up?She still has a lot of work to do.

"These can be done by Sato. There is still a week before the new issue, and next week will be enough for you to be busy."

The editor-in-chief let go of Nana's hand, dropped it to one side, and stared at Nana with sharp eyes hidden behind the glasses without any cover, "Besides, you are in such a state of absent-mindedness and low work efficiency, you should get off work early and rest."

When her behavior was discovered by others, Nana felt very sorry, and wanted to say something about staying and working.But the editor-in-chief's words were too serious, with inexplicable harshness, so she didn't dare to say anything, she could only look at the editor-in-chief with guilt, and sorted out her things by the way.

"Don't be burdened, just relax."

Patting Nana Komatsu on the shoulder, the editor-in-chief turned around and left, shouting at a person passing by the door: "Hey! Yokozawa! What does your sales department do!"

"Yeah, just relax and relax."

Unlike the editor-in-chief's demanding perfection and strict attitude, Editor Sato always had a slight smile. He looked at Nana, spoke encouragingly, and moved the unfinished drawings on Nana's desk to his own.

"Thank you, Sato-kun, then I, then I'll go first."

Picking up the bag next to her, Nana slightly bent down and said.

"Oh, by the way, Nana," the editor-in-chief looked at Komatsu Nana, who was going to walk towards the elevator in the opposite direction, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly threw aside the colleagues in the sales department, and called her to stop, "Next When Zhou comes, bring me that story of yours."

Nana, who didn't know why, looked at the editor-in-chief suspiciously, not knowing what he was talking about.

The editor-in-chief was a little helpless, and explained again: "It's your story about band. I saw it by chance last time and was very interested. So, can you bring it to me next weekend?"

The last time the editor-in-chief said, it was probably the day after the new issue was released, and the work was a little leisurely. Nana took her own drawing paper and pencils, and drew on the desk of the editorial department in her free time. Blast's story, her fantasy, about the band's growth and development.

She still remembered the scene of Nana standing on the bank watching the lotus humming softly in the river.

The scene is of course fictitious. She has never seen Nana outside alone. They met many times in Room 707 and the studio recommended by Shinichi.

Shinichi...

The cover she painted was given to Shinichi, on the day he kissed the cheek.

"Nana? Can you?"

Thinking that the other party was hesitant due to his tough attitude, the editor-in-chief asked with a soft attitude uncomfortably.

In fact, Nana, who was distracted, raised her head and said with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely take advantage of the class time these few days to draw well, and the editor-in-chief must use your professional and critical eyes to give me advice. .”

"It's definitely going to be picky."

The editor-in-chief nodded and looked at the back of Nana leaving.

Is it his illusion?Why do you feel that Nana's smile is full of nostalgia and sadness?

Nana, who had just gotten on the tram, received a call from Zhang Si. He and Junko Kyo helped them set off for the livehouse, and asked her where she was. Nana told Zhang Si that she had already boarded the car, and hung up the phone.

Nana's arm was wrapped around the cold pillar, shaking with the shaking of the tram, and her right hand was tightly holding the mobile phone she had just hung up, feeling a little nervous.

For the upcoming meeting, for Nana's live, and for Shinichi who makes her heart flutter.

Shouldn't it be better for her to dress up before coming to live?Because she has to go to work, she wears the type of dress she often wears when she goes out to sketch.

A light pink fleece t-shirt, with a deep red and black plaid shirt on the outside, the shirt was not buttoned up, only the hem was tied at the waist, and lead gray tight pencil pants were worn underneath. Wearing a pair of black high-top sneakers, the slender trousers were clipped into the sneakers, and the white and clean shoelaces were tied with a simple bow.

Very comfortable and natural dress, with the unique beauty and delicateness of little girls.Although it looks very ordinary, Nana's clean facial features and waist-length hair are enough to make the youthful youngsters blushing secretly.

"Nana!"

As soon as she got out of the car, Nana was about to walk in the predetermined direction, but was stopped by someone.

Zhang Si stood by the train and watched Nana waving. This scene was very familiar, and Nana couldn't help but think of the scene when she first went to Beijing.

"Zhang Si, why are you here?"

Nana trotted to Zhang Si's side, looked at him and asked, obviously she had already said that she would go shopping first to fill her stomach, and then go to the livehouse to meet them.After eating lunch at noon, she hasn't eaten anything until now. The busy work consumes Nana's physical strength, so it's no wonder that she feels very hungry.

"Didn't you say you didn't have dinner? I didn't eat either, let's go together." Zhang Si walked beside Nana, and the two walked side by side towards the ground.

"What about Junko and Kyousuke?" Have you already taken a seat at the livehouse?

"They went to the livehouse to sit first, so as not to be crowded, because they are not sure if there will be a lot of people, so, you know. Then they kicked me out, let's finish eating quickly." Obviously Zhang Si who came out by himself laughed.

The two ordered a set meal at the fast food restaurant, and after eating in a hurry, they walked towards the livehouse.

The chestnut-haired man looked at his beloved girl walking with her head lowered and staring at the ground, and asked worriedly, "Nai Nai, are you in a bad mood?"

"Ah? No, I'm just a little nervous." Nana smiled, but she was confused in her heart. Could it be that her emotions were punctured so easily?Or is she too good at hiding, everything is shown on her face, that's why Zhang Si asked her this?

As friends who have been together for nearly five years, how could Zhang Si not be able to tell whether the other person's expression is sad or nervous?Even if she is really nervous, it must not be because of the upcoming live, but because of someone.

Because of Osaki Nana?

Nana never mentioned Shinichi in front of Junko and the others, so everyone's knowledge of Nana's band is only Taishi, who is the drummer, and Nana's guitarist friend from her hometown. As for the bass player, he is a newcomer.

They didn't mention much, and always skipped a sentence. Everyone felt that the other party might be an irrelevant person, so they didn't care too much. Instead, they cared more about Nana's most friend, Nana Osaki.

"Why do you feel nervous?" Zhang Si asked strangely.

Nana frowned, not knowing how to explain: "It's just... Well, maybe it's because this is Nana's first live, so she's inexplicably nervous, right?"

"Well, that should be exciting, right?"

The two received tickets at the door, and as soon as they opened the door and walked in, they felt the deafening music filling their ears.

Zhang Si, who heard this kind of music for the first time, covered his ears a little bit unbearably, and said loudly, "Why is it so noisy?"

Nana couldn't stand it anymore and covered her ears, and dragged Zhang Si to Junzi who was sitting at the bar: "I don't know, it's not Nana and the others yet."

Junko and Kyousuke sitting at the bar were obviously out of place with the people standing below. The people in front of the stage were dancing crazily, shoulder to shoulder, and the completely unattractive band on the stage was performing fiercely.

"Shouldn't it be over now?"

Zhang Si asked.

Nana shook her head: "I can't squeeze in now, I can squeeze in when they relax when the band is changed."

"Are you going to squeeze in later?" Junko looked at Nana with unreasonable eyes. There were too many people who came to see the show, and they were crazy. Junko couldn't believe that Nana was going to squeeze, so With her small body, is it true that she won't be squeezed flat?

"I'll accompany you, I'm curious why they do this..." Zhang Si said to Nana.

Nana nodded, standing next to Chunzi and the others, looking at the lead singer who was holding the microphone and shouting, she couldn't help but swear in her heart: Yan is not fair at all!Time to lose weight!And that guitarist, what's up with the clothes you're wearing!Is this what musicians should wear! !

After finally waiting for the band to end, Nana hurriedly took Zhang Si's hand and ran down plopping, ready to squeeze into the crowd.

"What's next?s?"

"Blast for short? Have you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it at all. Let's go and buy something to drink."

"I'm going to the toilet."

Looking at the leaving crowd, Nana was inexplicably flustered, what's going on, why did everyone disperse?Nana's band hasn't come out yet!

"Don't panic, bands performing for the first time are usually like this, let's go there first, they will definitely come back when Osaki-san performs next."

Seeing Nana's flustered look, Zhang Si hastily comforted her.Although he didn't have much confidence in what he said in the second half of the sentence.

"Ah, there's one more."

Nana walked to the front of the stage and saw a girl in a princess dress standing there. She couldn't help but feel a little happy. Zhang Si, who was following her, also followed helplessly, standing beside her, acting as the guardian from the past the identity of the author.

"Well, do you know the next band? Blast is amazing!"

Nana was eager to discuss the band with the other party, so she patted her on the shoulder rudely.

The little girl in the princess dress turned her head blankly, revealing a delicate and lovely face, holding a red rose tied with a ribbon in her hand, and said excitedly after hearing Nana's words: "Yes! blast Super~~ amazing! Especially the lead singer Nana-san! She is so powerful and explosive, she must be the queen!"

Nana was frightened by the little girl's sudden excitement. The longing and admiration in her words were inexplicably familiar, and her eyes were bright and frightening when Nana's name was mentioned.

When the two women next to them heard their excited conversation, they gathered around and asked.

Nana watched the little girl attract most of the people back with her excited tone and adoring look, which is simply amazing.

"Ah! Come out!"

The little girl was always paying attention to the exit on the stage. Nana looked over sensitively when she heard it, and Zhang Si who was standing beside her also looked up.

First came the three men of the band.

Taishi, who was still in a suit, had a cigarette in his mouth and wore sunglasses, as if he had been in this shape all year round, but he had an inexplicably attractive temperament; Nobuo Terashima looked at the ground with his head down, and walked slowly; Shinichi. ...

Shinichi's attire was the same as what he saw in the tea restaurant that time. His eyes were half-closed, his light black eyes had a little light, and he couldn't see any emotions clearly. He stood still in his position holding the bass.

Nana clenched her fist involuntarily, her eyes resting on him involuntarily.

It seems that during the few days when she didn't show up, he still had a good life without any change.

"Nana!"

The little girl cried out suddenly, looked at Osaki Nana who walked into everyone's sight proudly, and handed over the rose that she had been holding for a long time.

Nana's face didn't change much, but her black eyes showed some surprise. She bent down to take the rose from the little girl's hand, and tied the rose to the microphone with a yellow ribbon.

The prelude to the familiar song sounded, and Nana could feel the noise and excitement of the crowd behind her without turning her head.

The music that can attract the crowd made everyone look forward to this strange band.

"Good evening, we are blast."

Nana stood on the stage with her feet spread apart like a straight pillar.

The hope in Nana's eyes slowly dissipated under Shinichi's indifferent eyes, and she shifted her gaze, focusing on Nana.

Maybe being in love or something is too much of a waste of energy.

Even if she only talked about one unreliable relationship, she still remembers the feeling of the past.

Maybe all she needs is a guardian knight.

Zhang Si may be very good, but he is a boy, and he still likes her.

Nana is a woman, and she will not have redundant thoughts.

All she needs is Nana.