Tokyo, but I'm a deceitful scumbag.

The young man with naturally curly hair was startled and momentarily at a loss for what to do, hurriedly turning around to try and avoid it...

then……

Without realizing it, I stepped on an empty bottle again.

boom!

The oppressed coccyx seemed to be shouting: "If I ever get my revenge, I will stain the mouth of Tokyo Bay with blood!"

five minutes later.

The naturally curly-haired young man returned to Hoshino Hideyuki's desk with a long face.

Hoshino Hideyuki opened his eyes halfway and said in an aged voice, "Young man, you underestimate how terrifying cats can be!"

The young man with naturally curly hair fell silent for a moment.

He could explain why someone threw a banana peel at him, but he couldn't explain why a cat pounced on him and caused him to fall in his panic.

It seems……

There's really something ominous about him!

"Please, Mother-in-law, save me!"

"Hmm, you're a promising student!"

Twenty minutes later.

The young man with naturally curly hair, wearing a talisman around his neck, made it back to the filming location without incident.

"Why is it taking so long..."

Kimura took the milk tea from his hand with some dissatisfaction and handed it to his assistant.

The young man with naturally curly hair bowed and said, "I'm sorry, the traffic jam caused a delay!"

"Well, never mind, no need to apologize. After all, you were helping the crew out..."

"Plu!"

Kimura was interrupted by a sudden burst of jets of air before he could finish speaking.

He and the naturally curly-haired youth turned around and saw a beautiful short-haired woman spitting her milk tea onto the ground in an extremely undignified manner.

"Why does this bubble tea taste like foot odor?"

The woman, Ah, that is, Hamabe Sae, picked up the milk tea cup, looked at it, frowned and said to her assistant, "Didn't I say I wanted original pearl milk tea? What's with this extra strong unsweetened chewy lemon flavor? And there aren't even any pearls?"

Kimura turned his head to the side, staring at the naturally curly-haired youth with the look a high school homeroom teacher gives a student who forgets to fill in the answer sheet during the college entrance exam.

The latter stared wide-eyed, clutching the amulet in his hand, muttering to himself:

"How could I possibly have bought the wrong thing..."

"No, didn't you say there wouldn't be any more bad luck? You old woman, you're lying to me!"

The attempt to curry favor with the production team has been a complete failure!

not far away.

The fox, now transformed into a fly, rubbed its hands together.

Where did I lie to you?

If you switch bubble tea with a sticky lemon tea without tapioca pearls, you're guaranteed not to choke, right?

Fox, I'm clearly trying to help you!

Chapter 151 Fox: You female celebrity are too improper!

Finally, Kimura took the initiative to apologize to Hamabe Sae, saying that it was their people who had made a mistake and that it had nothing to do with the assistant.

Hamabe Sae immediately changed her expression, claiming it was fine and that it would be nice to try a new flavor of milk tea. Compared to the University of Tokyo, Japanese celebrities are less likely to act like divas, and they are at least quite polite to the production team.

The matter was thus resolved satisfactorily...

Weird.

The naturally curly-haired young man noticed the look of disgust Kimura gave him, and felt utterly devastated, knowing that his job as an extra in this film crew was definitely over...

Damn!

why!

Why did this happen?!

Above his head, a tiny fly-fox happily flapped its wings, swirling and flitting about.

After one hour.

Filming for the sixth episode of "The World Is Not a Wonderful Story" has been completed, and Sae Hamabe's scenes have officially wrapped up.

She relaxed, and after getting into a car with her female assistant back in the city, she took out her mask and non-prescription glasses, put them on, and said to her assistant, "You go back to the office first, I want to take a walk around the neighborhood to clear my head."

The assistant didn't think much of it and respectfully replied, "Okay, be careful. Also, don't forget we need to discuss the advertising tomorrow morning..."

After saying goodbye to her assistant, Hamabe Sae's bright, watery eyes behind her glasses couldn't help but curve into crescent moons.

Finally, no one is following me anymore...

You can sneak off and buy those indecent little magazines with bondage elements! Then slip them between the pages of a normal book and sneak them into a busy restaurant to read—super exciting!

As for being careful and so on...

Ha, what's there to be aware of?

With a mask and glasses on, how can anyone recognize me on the street and kidnap me?

Hamabe Sae hummed a song as she headed to the nearby bookstore.

But just after crossing the intersection, she saw a handsome man carrying a cup of bubble tea that she had wanted but hadn't had, smiling and saying:

"Ms. Hamabe, would you mind if we spoke in private for a moment?"

They recognized them? Were they a die-hard fan?

Just as Hamabe Sae was about to refuse, her gaze shifted downwards and she saw a gun protruding from the man's sleeve.

Ah, it's a kidnapping...

Now I can't refuse!

But then again...

That kidnapper is so handsome! Is the kidnapping industry starting to prioritize looks now?

ten minutes later.

A corner of a coffee shop.

Hamabe Sae nervously glanced at the "kidnapper" across the table and whispered, "Um, do you want money? Or something else?"

She felt something was off. Generally speaking, after kidnapping a female celebrity, shouldn't the kidnappers take her to a secluded place and tie her up tightly?

That's how all the magazines she's read have drawn pictures like that!

What is this guy who brought her to the coffee shop?

"take it easy."

"You can order some desserts first, along with that milk tea, and we can chat while we eat."

Hoshino Hideyuki quietly activated his Mirror View technique, and slowly said in a charmingly magnetic voice, "I just want to ask you a few questions. Answer them truthfully, and I'll let you go..."

What the fox was really after was Hamabe Sae's past relationship with Kitagawa Kenichi.

Since he'd run into them on set anyway, he figured he might as well ask about that information.

As for using guns to tie people up, it's just a momentary, perverse pleasure. After all, a quick look in the mirror afterwards will leave no trace.

Across from her, Hamabe Sae found it even stranger.

This is totally paparazzi work!

Are paparazzi now finding candid photography inefficient and resorting to robbery instead?

She was initially resistant, but upon hearing the fox's voice, her body inexplicably went limp. After a moment's thought, she decided to reveal everything she knew.

After all, their way of asking questions was quite creative; I'd never seen anything like it before, so I figured I'd give it a try.

The two talked for about an hour.

During this time, Hamabe Sae started to complain about various problems of Kitagawa Kenichi, becoming more and more proactive, and it could even be said that she became a little addicted.

It's obvious she's been holding it in for a long time.

On the contrary, the fox did not hear any useful information.

Just as he was feeling disappointed and was about to wave Hamabe Sae to stop, the other person suddenly changed the subject:

"To be honest, besides his terrible personality and the major scandal, there was another reason why we broke up: I discovered that he might have secretly joined some shady organization..."

The fox's ears perked up: "An abnormal organization?"

"I don't know either. It feels like a cult, but not as conspicuous as a typical cult. I couldn't find anything about it online..."

Hamabe Sae frowned as she recalled, "Because I saw him often carrying a strange amulet, and he also bought a booklet with a similar art style. I initially thought it was just merchandise from some artwork, but when I asked him about it, he got very excited..."

As she spoke, she took out a pen and drew a ten-legged, big-bellied spider on a napkin.

"That amulet probably looks like this."

The fox squinted at it.

What is this? It's so cringeworthy. It definitely looks like merchandise from some game or anime.

Of course, it's not impossible that it could be a symbol of a cult—there are many cults in Japan, with a wide variety of types, highlighting their diversity. Maybe one of the cult leaders was a bit immature and got inspiration from games or anime to design this thing?

"That's all I know."

Hamabe Sae pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "So, Mr. kidnapper, are you satisfied now? Can you let me go?"

The fox's lips curled into a smile as it looked at the delicate features and fair skin before it, and suddenly a mischievous thought crossed its mind.

What if I say I'm not satisfied?