I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Why are you so concerned about whether she's asleep or not?

While switching screens to browse the vulgar messages sent by the young lady in the backend, Sakurai Itsuki responded to the message from the person in the video.

Yuki Mizuno, who was in front of the camera, had just finished an event and returned to her apartment, her face still covered in very fine makeup.

Now her daily schedule is quite busy: practicing singing, releasing songs, appearing on TV shows, reporting to schools from time to time, and preparing, editing, recording and making videos when she gets home.

Her workload was so intense, almost like that of Sakurai Itsuki, that it was so extreme that the industry called it insane.

Yes, Sakurai Itsuki is a cheater, but Mizuno Yuki is not.

Yuki Mizuno's eyes inevitably showed a hint of fatigue.

"Well, after all, she didn't bother us when we were on a date. You're still at her parents' house now, and if we get caught, it'll be really awkward, and it'll make me seem a bit too despicable."

Yuki Mizuno took a sip of beer. She was of legal drinking age and was a genuine person whose freedom was restricted by law.

They might even disregard moral constraints if they're willing to go all out.

"We're not on a date, so you don't need to act like we're having an affair. I'm an innocent, pure guy."

Sakurai Itsuki answered jokingly, but still subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door.

"Hey~ that's not right. If you have to put it that way, it was you and Ruoye who were having an affair. I was the one who came first."

Yuki Mizuno shook the beer can in her hand and complained.

Even though she has reunited with him, she still regrets that she wasn't frank enough back then.

Otherwise, how could other girls have taken advantage of the situation?
Hearing this, Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but ask, "You played the final chapter of White Album?"

Yuki Mizuno shook her head: "No, why would you ask that? We just started recording the last song, didn't we?"

Because of the sheer volume of text, the final chapter of "The White Album" has not yet been completed.

Of course, the club had already made a fortune from just the release of the first two chapters.

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just asking."

Sakurai Itsuki thought to himself, "Perhaps art really does originate from life."

The backend replied to that young lady who had been typing away for ages with a standard "sweating soybean" comment.

Yuki Mizuno tilted her head slightly and said, "So this is what sake tastes like. It's not good either. Did you get drunk from drinking this?"

Sakurai Itsuki thought to himself that he had only been drunk once, but it felt like the whole world knew about it.

Sakurai Itsuki said, "It's different, isn't it? We're drinking whiskey, but you probably don't like it."

"But I can drink with you. The idea of ​​us getting drunk together and then helping each other home sounds pretty good, doesn't it?"

Yuki Mizuno propped her chin up, as if lost in a fantasy again.

She was clearly drinking and wearing sophisticated makeup, yet she handled the complexities of the entertainment industry with ease.

They are even cunning when it comes to marketing hype.

If nothing unexpected happens, the news about posting paid comments in Yamazaki's live stream will probably generate another buzz.

However, she would always unconsciously display such an innocent, girlish expression when she was with him.

"I would give this scene a very low score. Getting drunk is not a pleasant thing, so you should be careful not to get really drunk, or you'll have a headache. I can't get to your place anytime soon."

It was the first time Sakurai Itsuki had seen Mizuno Yuki drink, and he didn't know her alcohol tolerance, so he offered a word of advice.

Yuki Mizuno laughed and took another big gulp of her drink: "Are you drunk? It's good to be drunk. It's okay if your head hurts, but before you wake up, you should be able to stop thinking about anything and doing nothing, right?"

Sakurai Itsuki looked at Mizuno Yuki, who was smiling, and his expression turned serious: "What happened?"

I have a feeling that Yuki Mizuno's mental state hasn't been very good lately.

"I just wanted to vent. Isn't it true that when you start drinking in a bar and complaining about your job while drunk, that's when you've really grown up?"

Yuki Mizuno shook her head, sighing with emotion.

"Why do you sound like a middle-aged working man? You're only 20! Have you been under too much work pressure lately? Why don't you take a break from making videos? You don't need to be a video blogger to maintain your fanbase anymore, do you?"

Sakurai Itsuki also didn't want those pure and bright eyes, like first love, to have their light dulled by work.

"Ah, have you gotten used to pretending to be stupid? My bad Ashu."

Yuki Mizuno's coquettish voice also revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.

Why would I make videos to maintain my existing fanbase?
"If I were Shion, hearing you say something like that, I would definitely think you were going to abandon me, and then I would be heartbroken and squat in a corner crying."

Sakurai Itsuki twitched her lips. She had actually cried about something similar a while ago: "You really know her well, but I know you're not her."

"Actually, I'm somewhat similar to her in some ways, but I can barely tell that you care about me!"

After Mizuno Yuki finished speaking, a barely perceptible hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes.

"Anyway, I will continue to make videos! I will cooperate with your new works, your new songs, and all your promotions. So, if I feel that I am working too hard, please come back from the UK soon so that I can recharge."

Sakurai Itsuki said, "It won't take too long. After that, I need to prepare for the start of school. I'll be back in a few days. Do you miss me that much?"

Faced with this question, Yuki Mizuno lifted the beer can and drank the beer in one gulp.

Then, just like Misato Katsuragi, she let out a cheerful "Gaya~".

Just as Sakurai Itsuki was about to retort that she was becoming more and more like an old man, Mizuno Yuki grinned, revealing her pearly white canine teeth, and said, "Yes, I think about you every moment, every second. It's become a habit over the years. A habit is probably something that lasts a lifetime."

Sakurai Itsuki was stunned for a moment, unsure how to respond.

How would you rate this conversation?

"Passing grade."

"Ah Shu, you're so demanding! You're even harder to win over than those big stars in the entertainment industry!"

"Your statement just now was a bit too heavy-handed, and it was a real waste of your innocent appearance."

"Oh, I see~ Well, there's nothing I can do about it. Next time I'll try to be more relaxed. I think I'm starting to appreciate the charm of drinking; it feels warm."

"Can you really still drink? Why did you open another can?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's about time, I should go take a shower. It's getting late there too, you should get some rest!"

Yuki Mizuno finally waved, ending the video call.

The moment the screen went blank, my high spirits instantly vanished.

She took another sip of her drink and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm such a cheap girl."

Meanwhile, Sakurai Itsuki hung up the video call, stretched, and looked up at the scenery outside the window.

That guy overdid it with his work.

Next time, I'll take her to relax and enjoy the scenery.

After his trip to England, Sakurai Itsuki gradually realized that life has many meanings beyond work and making money. Gazing out the window, he cleared his mind for a moment before taking out his phone to call Mizuno Yuki's manager.

Sure enough, I still can't put my mind at ease.

"Hello, is this Ms. Nakajima Asami?"

Outside the door, a figure leaned against the door with his head down, his face lacking its usual sunny disposition.

Sato Wakaba had been hiding there, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Now that their conversation was over, Sato Wakaba made no move to open the door, but instead silently left, clutching her chest.

Apartment in Setagaya Ward, Tokyo.

Yuki Mizuno lay on the table, the scattered beer cans around her giving her a faint fragrance mixed with the malty aroma of beer.

She still had the exquisite makeup she wore for the event on her face, but that beautiful makeup had long been ruined by the tears that streamed down her cheeks.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from the entrance.

Yuki Mizuno immediately looked up at the doorway with alertness. After recognizing her manager, Asami Nakajima, she finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You've trespassed, Ms. Asami."

Nakajima Asami looked at Mizuno Yuki, whose eyes were swollen from crying, and helplessly put her hands on her hips: "Having a key doesn't count as trespassing?"

Yuki Mizuno wiped her wet eyes and said, "You didn't ask for my permission."

“If Sakurai Itsuki gives permission, doesn’t that mean you give permission?” Nakajima Asami complained. “Honestly, why did you have to choose an apartment so far away from the office? Do you know how long it takes me to drive here?”

Yuki Mizuno apologized, "I'm sorry, I've always been so willful, but you know why!"

"Come on, I've heard you apologize countless times. Every time you admit you're wrong, but you never change."

Nakajima Asami waved her hand, showing that Mizuno Yuki's apology had absolutely no credibility with her.

She glanced at the scattered beer cans on the table and asked, "Are you alright drinking so much? Your head will hurt a lot."

Yuki Mizuno laughed and said, "Compared to feeling sorry for someone, it's more comfortable to have a headache when you're drunk, at least you can fall asleep."

Upon hearing this, Nakajima Asami gently sat down beside her: "Don't feel sorry for me. It was Sakurai Itsuki who asked me to come over. He's still worried about you. Cheer up."

"I know, so aren't I laughing?"

Yuki Mizuno's smile was filled with bitterness.

Asami Nakajima probably didn't want to continue the topic, so she joked, "By the way, were you startled when I suddenly opened the door? Were you worried that sasaeng fans were coming to your door?"

Yuki Mizuno shook her head: "No, not at all."

Nakajima Asami, however, said, "I don't believe it. You clearly only breathed a sigh of relief after you saw me clearly."

Yuki Mizuno touched her forehead. "I guess I was really drunk. When I heard the door open just now, I was worried that he would suddenly come back to me, even though he was in England and I had just hung up the video call with him."

"What should I do if he suddenly comes back and sees me in such a disheveled state? But deep down, I probably hope that he can appear by my side like a miracle."

Nakajima Asami shook her head: "You're beyond saving."

Yuki Mizuno replied, "Probably. Actually, maybe he doesn't care about me that much, and maybe I'm even happier, but he's always gentle in ways that are hard to resist."

"You know what? Just now, when we were fooling around in a hater's live stream, he called me 'Yuki' in front of so many people, not Yukiko."

Yuki Mizuno, who was quite tipsy, leaned against Asami Nakajima and kept babbling on and on.

Yuki Mizuno glanced at her manager's expression, then asked, "Do you feel like I'm making a mountain out of a molehill, that I'm too easily satisfied? You don't understand him and me at all."

"I don't need to understand. I'm just a wage slave who's been bullied by you. I'm just a pathetic working person who finally gets to rest, but then your childhood sweetheart calls me to your house to listen to your mockery."

After becoming acquainted with Yuki Mizuno, Asami Nakajima and Yuki Mizuno developed a relationship where they could privately complain about each other.

Although this girl can be quite willful and stubborn at times, once you get to know her, you'll find that it's really, really hard to find a girl as good as her in real life.

I really don't know how much good fortune that brat Sakurai Itsuki accumulated in his past life.

"Haha, actually it was a few days ago. We went to the shrine together to pray. That was my real 20th birthday."

Yuki Mizuno smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"I...I just said it casually, that I hope to be Mizuno Yuki in front of him, not that Yukiko!"

"I was really, really speaking in a very casual tone back then! Like I was just casually making fun of a morning drama. But today, when he should be calling me Yukiko, he called me Yuki instead."

"He always remembers! Tell me, tell me, he's so gentle, how could I possibly let him go? How could I possibly not like him?"

Yuki Mizuno spoke as if she were showing off, mentioning something that, to Asami Nakajima, seemed quite insignificant.

As Mizuno Yuki spoke, she glanced into Nakajima Asami's eyes again, then scratched her head: "Well, it doesn't sound like there's anything to brag about. Am I particularly pathetic and pitiful?"

As she spoke, her voice trembled with a hint of tears.

Looking into Mizuno Yuki's watery eyes, Nakajima Asami lost the desire to continue bickering with her. She simply hugged Mizuno Yuki tighter and said, "Nothing like that. He actually cares about you a lot. Besides, he's still single, isn't he? Maybe he's waiting for you."

Yuki Mizuno sniffed, completely unlike the mischievous little devil she was in front of Itsuki Sakurai, who was always teasing him with such ease.

Like a pitiful little dog drenched in rain by the roadside, it cowered weakly, saying, "But, will I really win? She's at another girl's house right now!"

Asami Nakajima: "You're not the kind of person who cares about this kind of thing, are you? Didn't you say you wouldn't let go no matter what?"

"Well, I've recently started to think that maybe meeting him again wouldn't be a miracle, but rather torture for both of us."

Asami Nakajima raised her hand and flicked her forehead hard: "Is this how he usually flicks your forehead? Is your imitation accurate? Don't be sad. If he doesn't choose you in the end, it's because he has bad taste. If I were a man, I would marry you no matter what."

Yuki Mizuno muttered, "You're not Itsuki, so being a guy doesn't help."

"Isn't your personality a bit too awful? If you keep this up, I'm leaving you behind."

Yuki Mizuno: "I'm sorry, I'm not actually that sad. I'm very grateful to you. I'll listen to you today, please don't go, okay?"

"Okay, just kidding. If you were usually this well-behaved and listened to me, that would be great."

"That's different. After all, it was Ashu who asked you to come and keep me company tonight."

"It's not over yet."

Yuki Mizuno laughed out loud: "Hehehe."

Seeing Mizuno Yuki smile, Nakajima Asami also breathed a sigh of relief: "You really don't plan to tell him about your family situation?"

Yuki Mizuno shook her head: "Although I have always been despicable, I don't need his sympathy, nor do I want to use it as a weapon to bind or coerce him. But this is the only thing I'm begging you to do: please don't tell him."

Nakajima Asami exclaimed, "You're such an incredibly awkward person."

"Yes, I won't deny it. Okay, quickly send a message to Ashu and tell him I'm fine! Don't let him worry. Also, whatever you do, don't say I cried. Just say I'm already asleep."

"Okay, okay, as you wish." Nakajima Asami reluctantly pulled out her phone to deal with the situation.

"Wait, I'm going to take a shower and touch up my makeup. Then find a good angle to take a picture of me sleeping and send it to him. Make sure it looks good. Go help me with the setup."

"Ugh, I'm really fed up. You guys are really torturing me." (End of Chapter)