I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema

Chapter 104 The embarrassed Nohara family! The excited Nohara family!
"Dad, Mom! And... Brother Sashi!"

That shout penetrated the noisy voices and cold steel echoes of Tokyo Station, and like a ray of warm sunlight, it landed precisely on the three figures who were carrying large and small bags and seemed a little at a loss.

Nohara Ginnosuke almost immediately came over following the voice. When he saw the young man who was walking towards him quickly, with an upright posture and outstanding temperament, his face, which always had a bit of country boy cunning and complacency, suddenly became stern. He subconsciously straightened his back and tried to put on the air of a head of the family, with an air of majesty without even getting angry.

He strode forward and patted the broad, strong shoulders twice. The force was more like testing the firmness of the newly harvested radishes in his own field rather than the intimacy between father and son.

"Yeah, not bad." He squeezed these two words out of his throat, his voice low, as if afraid to reveal even a little emotion. "It seems that you haven't been hanging out in places like Tokyo, so you're still in good health."

Having said that, under the same thick eyebrows as his youngest son, the pair of small eyes that always sparkled with shrewdness had already narrowed uncontrollably into slits, and the smile that could not be suppressed at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows had already betrayed his pitiful disguise.

On that weather-beaten face emerged a kind of clumsy yet extremely real pride that belonged to a father.

"Why are you so thin, kid?"

Compared to her husband's awkward concern, his mother Nohara Tsuru's expression was much more direct.

She walked forward quickly, and her hands, which had long been wrinkled by the years but were still gentle enough to squeeze water out of them, caressed her youngest son's cheek lovingly, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Didn't you eat well outside? Look at you, your chin is so pointed."

She rambled on, her voice filled with a mother's pure concern for her son on a journey. "But you've really made it big now! On the way here, lots of young people on the tram were talking about your book 'Wonderful Stories of the World'! And there was a whole page in the newspaper devoted entirely to your picture! Your dad, though he didn't say it, was so happy inside. He read that newspaper over and over for days, and it's almost become patinaed."

"Cough! Nonsense!" Nohara Ginnosuke's old face turned red, and he quickly coughed to cover up his guilt.

Only the eldest brother Nohara Sashi, a simple farmer, was standing aside like a silent background board, feeling a little awkward.

He looked at his younger brother who was surrounded by his parents and enjoying all their love. On his dark face, a trace of relief and a somewhat subtle complex emotion of an older brother emerged.

"Hmph." He snorted, a meaningless snort, and muttered softly, "When you were back home, I don't know who took care of you every day. As soon as you saw the younger one, you forgot about me, the older one."

Having said that, when Nohara Hiroshi's gaze fell on him, he still grinned, revealing a simple smile, and nodded heavily to his brother. In those simple eyes, there was no jealousy, only the purest concern that belonged to blood ties.

"Guangzhi, are you... okay lately?"

"I'm fine, brother."

Nohara Hiroshi smiled and gave him a hug, feeling the simple and reliable power coming from that body, just like the vast land of Akita Prefecture.

Of course he knew that although his elder brother, who was not good at speaking, always liked to argue with him, loved him more than anyone else in his heart.

The two brothers were reminiscing about the past when Nohara Sashi suddenly lowered his voice, whispering stealthily in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Hiroshi, look, our round-trip tickets, plus the bento and drinks we bought on the train, total... 38,750 yen. Do you think... this can be reimbursed?"

“…” Several clearly visible black lines suddenly appeared on Nohara Hiroshi’s forehead.

He looked at his eldest brother's dark face which was full of "you know" written all over it, and the warmth of reunion in his heart was instantly replaced by a familiar feeling of helplessness.

That’s right, this is his brother who is so frugal that he is almost stingy.

"I know, I know. I'll reimburse you for everything." He waved his hand weakly.

"Hehe, then I feel relieved." A bright smile of satisfaction instantly bloomed on Nohara Sashi's face.

"Okay, okay! Stop dawdling here!" At this moment, Nohara Ginnosuke's voice full of impatience sounded again.

He rubbed his hands together, his small eyes sparkling with the excitement of someone who had never seen the world before, like a child visiting the city for the first time. He waved his big hand towards Nohara Hiroshi, as if commanding a battle of thousands of troops: "Hiroshi! Quick! Call a taxi! Take us to see the night view of Tokyo! I heard that Tokyo at night is... hehehe..."

As he spoke, his two thick eyebrows moved up and down uncontrollably. The look in his eyes and the expression on his face were filled with a certain obscene and suggestive meaning that could not be revealed to outsiders.

"Especially those places... that offer special services! You must take me, your father, to see them... ah!"

'Snapped! '

Before he could finish his lustful words filled with pink fantasies, an iron fist full of anger belonging to a housewife, with the sound of wind, hit the back of his head heavily!
"You old pervert! What nonsense are you talking about again?!" Nohara Tsuru's face, which always wore a gentle smile, had already turned red at this moment. She put one hand on her waist and raised the other hand high, as if she was ready to give another "love education" at any time.

"Ouch! Are you kidding! It was just a joke!" Nohara Ginnosuke let out a shrill scream, holding his head and squatting down in an instant. All the vulgarity on that old face had faded away, leaving only the pure desire to survive: "I... I just... haven't had dinner yet, and I'm a little hungry..."

Nohara Hiroshi looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and the dark lines on his forehead deepened.

He let out a long breath, filled with deep yet sweet helplessness towards his family.

"Okay, Dad, stop acting." He said weakly, "No need to call a taxi, I have a car, come with me."

……

The underground parking lot of Tokyo Station is like a huge maze made of steel and concrete. The air is filled with a unique smell of gasoline and tire rubber.

Nohara Ginnosuke stood with his hands behind his back, like an old cadre inspecting his territory, pacing slowly among the rows of steel structures gleaming with metallic luster, and constantly uttering words of admiration.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's worthy of being Tokyo. There are so many cars, and they are so beautiful."

Finally, his eyes fell on a red mini family car in the corner that looked small and exquisite with rounded lines.

The key point is that the location where Hiroshi Nohara was heading was also this car.

It can’t be the Toyota Crown next to it, right?

That's a luxury car!

It was the latest model of Suzuki Alto. In this parking lot filled with Crowns and Dukes, it looked so simple and unpretentious, so... approachable.

"Oh! Hiroshi, is this the one?" Nohara Ginnosuke's eyes lit up instantly. He strode forward and patted the smooth car body heavily, a satisfied smile spreading across his old face. "Great! Great! My son has good taste! This car is compact, fuel-efficient, and the color is festive! He's doing well! Less than a year after graduating, he can already buy his own car in Tokyo!"

"Yes, yes, it's amazing." Nohara Tsuru also followed, his face also filled with genuine pride.

Only Nohara Sashi, looking at the sedan, which he still considered a "luxury car," curled his lips in pain. "I think it's better to take the subway or ride a bicycle to work. Buying a car... is such a waste of money."

Nohara Ginnosuke ignored his eldest son's "sour words" at all. Like a child eager to show off his new toy, he couldn't wait to open the driver's door of the red car and sat down.

"Hey! You know what, this seat is quite soft..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted by a roar filled with fear and anger.

"Hey! Who are you?! What are you doing?! Get out of my car!"

In the driver's seat, a man who was originally leaning back in his chair and drowsy was startled by the sudden change and woke up instantly. He looked at the uninvited "uninvited guest" next to him, and his face was full of anger at having his private territory invaded.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

Nohara Hiroshi looked at his father's face which changed from smug to embarrassed in an instant. The black lines on his forehead were so dense that they could be woven into a fishing net.

He held his forehead helplessly, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the Toyota Crown Majestic next to him. Under the dim light, it looked like a black giant beast, exuding a calm and domineering aura.

"Dad, that car is mine."

At this moment, the door of the black behemoth was pushed open from the inside.

As Hase walked along, the young man, who was always a bit shy, hurriedly got out of the car and bowed to the Nohara family in a standard manner.

"Good evening everyone, I'm Section Chief Nohara's subordinate, Hasejizo. Nice to meet you all."

"..."

The entire parking lot seemed to have been paused.

Nohara Ginnosuke, Nohara Tsuru, and Nohara Sashi, a family of three, stood there blankly like three weathered stone statues.

The three faces were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Their brains seemed to be struck by a bolt of thunder, and went completely blank.

That... that black luxury car that looks more expensive than their house and gives off an aura of "keep away from strangers"... is... is Guangzhi's?
Even the driver of the red car who was roaring just now seemed to have his throat tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

He stared blankly at the black behemoth, then looked at the young man who got out of the car, and finally, his gaze fell on Nohara Hiroshi who looked helpless.

His face, which had turned red due to anger, instantly turned from red to white, and then from white to blue, and finally turned into a frenzy filled with surprise and panic.

"You...you are...Teacher Hiroshi Nohara?!" He stuttered and asked in a tone that sounded almost like a dream.

"Ah, yes, I'm very sorry to trouble you." Nohara Hiroshi bowed to him again.

"No, no, no! No trouble! No trouble!" The driver jumped out of the car with a startle and gave Nohara Hiroshi an even more exaggerated 90-degree bow. "Mr. Nohara, I... I'm your loyal fan! I watch every episode of your "Wonderful Stories of the World"! It's... so wonderful! It's my honor to meet you here!"

After saying that, he asked for Nohara Hiroshi's autograph and left satisfied.

At this magical realist scene, Hiroshi Nohara could only smile helplessly again, pulling his petrified family members towards the black behemoth that belonged to him.

When the car door opened, a unique scent of successful people, a mixture of high-quality leather and a hint of cologne, hit me in the face.

Nohara Tsuru was placed in the spacious passenger seat, while Nohara Ginnosuke was sandwiched between Nohara Hiroshi and Nohara Saji on the left and right, in the middle of the leather seat in the back row that was more than enough for three adults.

The car started slowly, so smoothly that there was almost no feeling of any bumps.

“Hahaha…hahahaha…hahahahahahaha!”

Without any warning, a burst of uncontrollable, almost insane laughter erupted from the center of the back row.

Nohara Hiroshi looked through the rearview mirror at his father's face, which was flushed with extreme excitement and pride, at his thick eyebrows shaking up and down because of his wild laughter, and at his devilish laughter, which was exactly the same as that of a five-year-old child.

The black lines on his forehead finally, completely merged into one.

He was now 100 percent sure.

This unreliable old man of his is not Nohara Ginnosuke at all.

He is just a grown-up Crayon Shin-chan who knows how to drink, pick up girls, and act like a scoundrel... a big one.

However, a smile also appeared on Nohara Hiroshi's lips.

At least in this world, I have the right to support my parents and elder brother, as well as Misae and the future Shin-chan, Aoi, and Haku.

Everyone enjoys a better life!
That’s a good point.

"Let's go to another conveyor belt sushi restaurant in the next district, Hase." Thinking of this, Nohara Hiroshi said, "That conveyor belt sushi restaurant chain that's closer to my house. I remember you seem to have a membership. Please arrange a separate small room for me."

"Hey, I understand, Section Chief." Hase Luzu nodded immediately.

(End of this chapter)