Idol coser Mr. Sokin

"Office..." Nakahara Chuya seemed to want to say something, he paused, and walked towards the elevator first, "Forget it, come with me first."

"It's still cold in Yokohama at night, so put on first."

Zong Jin followed Zhong Yuan into his office, and Zhong Yuan took off the spare coat from the coat rack and threw it on Zong Jin.

The two didn't stop at the office, they left the Port Mafia building and went straight to a restaurant.

The lobby of the restaurant is bright and clean, perhaps because of the remote location, there don't seem to be many people dining in the lobby, and the aroma of food wafting from inside can be smelled before entering the door.

Zong Jin's stomach grumbled in disappointment.

One must know that he will not be full for the concert, and he ate some vegetable salad before going on stage, but now it is completely dark.

The moon and stars shimmered in the sky.

The moment his stomach growled, Zong Jin wished he could put his hat on his face.

The whole body exudes "just let me die".

Zhong Yuanzhong asked the front desk for a box with his mouth tensed, and led Zong Jin to find the way as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Cough, take whatever you want."

He handed the menu to Zong Jin first, with a faint smile that could not be hidden even if he suppressed it.

Zong Jin looked away from the broken jar.

He took it as if nothing had happened with red ears, and then his eyes lit up the moment he opened the menu.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

Meat!Dessert!liquor! ! ! ! !

Zong Jin took a deep breath: "Can I order casually?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded.

Zong Jin looked at the menu, quickly made a choice and counted calories, and his mood was blissfully floating about the choice.After clicking the order, Chuya Nakahara's weight is twice as much as his.

Zong Jin: ...

Damn, he didn't dare to eat too much.

Even the manager wouldn't chase him from another world with a knife in his hand.

"The office you mentioned just now is...?"

After waiting for a while before the food was served, Zhong Yuan Zhong also handed the menu to the waiter, and after watching the person go out, he sat closer to Zong.

"Yokohama Entertainment General Office, most of its subsidiaries are packaging idols, and there are also members who focus on dancers, singers and actors. The specifics depend on the arrangement between the office and the manager." Zong Jin saw that Nakahara Nakaya seemed serious but was confused, so he decided to keep it simple. .

"In short, it is a firm engaged in the entertainment industry."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

He has seen Zong Jin's performance in the second half, and he has to say that it is very

It's very exciting, and it's clear that he can be mobilized by the powerful field control just across the screen. When he is really attracted by the song, he can't take his eyes off Zong Jin.

But that doesn't mean he can imagine his eldest sister... performing on stage.

What can the eldest sister perform?

A bubble appeared above Nakahara Chuya's head: the golden Yaksha hovered behind Ozaki Koyo, splitting the bricks with a stick and sword, applause came from the audience, Ozaki Koyo half-covered his face and bowed slightly.

"What is the position of the eldest sister... the leader?" Zhong Yuan shook his head, and it was a bit difficult to say.

Zong Jin called Mori Ogai the president. Normally, the president should not be on stage as usual. Nakahara also comforted himself in this way, quickly obliterating the image in his mind that would disillusion Chef Mori.

"Miss Hongye is a dancer, specializing in sun dance, classical dance is very beautiful." Zong Jin praised, never mentioning that Zong Jinzhong was also caught by Miss Hong Ye to dance sun dance.

"It's just that the Sun Dance venue refuses to record videos, and it's hard to get a ticket. Miss Hongye is a dancer, but she is more often on the screen as a host."

Sun dance?

The kind of traditional dance with paper fans, steps, and subtlety is very suitable for Koyo Ozaki.

"President Mori is one of the shareholders of the firm."

Zhongyuan Zhong just breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, the announcements he received with President Fukuzawa almost caught up with Dazai, so in fact, he came here almost like an artist."

"I just watched the replay of President Mori's variety show before going on stage. He and President Fukuzawa lost a small game. The host's Miss Hongye proposed that the two of them meow like cats, which was unanimously approved by all the staff. .”

"Like this, meow~"

Zong Jin clenched his fist and gestured to his ear, and then he saw that the Central Plains Center was also cracked.

Zong Jin froze and asked cautiously.

"……Are you OK?"

"...No, it's okay." Nakahara Chuya propped his elbows on the table, his hands propped his forehead, an uncontrollable thought emerged in his mind that Mori Ogai looked over at the office, and there was Alice beside him, and then Mori Ogai stretched out a With only one hand, he opened his mouth with a deep and serious face, meow~

Destroy it.

Sorry, Boss.

After the dishes were served, the meal was very quiet, Zong Jin happily drank the after-dinner red wine, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also sipped the wine with a serious face.

It is true that he ordered very little, and he was basically half full. Zong Jin had noticed the state of Chuya in the Central Plains a long time ago.

He put down his glass and cleared his throat.

"Hum~"

The melody coming from around made Nakahara Chuya look at it, and when he turned his head to look at it, the cool body temperature touched him

eyebrows.

Zong Jin leaned forward and propped himself up on the table, and tapped Zhong Yuan Zhongye between his eyebrows with one hand.When he looked at people with no expression, he also seemed to have a touch of gentleness.

In fact, Nakahara Chuya himself will have a soft side like this when he lets go of his defenses and comes to his personal time alone.It's just that as time goes by, the time when this side will be exposed to outsiders no longer exists.

The prelude to this song lasts for half a minute.

Zong Jin tried to smooth the eyebrows with his fingertips, and opened his mouth to let the clear singing voice spread throughout the private room.

Even without accompaniment, he can still hold the vocal range steadily.

"...Just let me do something empathetic, just go to the place you think of~"

It was clearly a cappella, but Zhongya Nakahara seemed to vaguely hear the sound of rock drums in his ears. The person in front of him was singing very steadily, and his eyes were so focused that it made his cheeks burn.

The heart beats faster in the chest.

"...Then how about kicking this unfreedom and loneliness away with a sneer~"

"Let me show you the ability to subvert the world—"

Zong Jin only sang the first piece, and stopped before the reply, tilting his head slightly.

"unhappy?"

He let go of his hand, pointing out that the originally tense eyebrows had relaxed.

"Is it better now?"

Even if Zong Jin does not do it deliberately, he will always take some habits inadvertently if he has been doing a flattering job for a long time under the warmer lighting.When he stared at a person intently, there seemed to be a little smile in the deep blue eyes that were shining with water. Just looking at people like this can make people relax their tense emotions, and feel relaxed when they are drawn by him.

This will give people an illusion of being liked.

Zhong Yuanzhong can't sing or dance, let alone try to please others in this way.

Zong Jin was not flattering. He sang very well and acted naturally. Although he had some work habits, he was more inclined to his personal style. And happier too.

Such kindness is pure and precious.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at him, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't use his inherent impression to look at the other party's people.

He couldn't hide the hot ears, and couldn't look at him any closer. He looked away as if showing weakness, as if he wanted to get out of the current state quickly, and turned his thoughts around.

What if... the leader's meow... is natural?