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"Hey? Do you have something to do with me?" Taku Takagi asked in surprise as he walked towards the recording studio.

"Well, a friend is going back to Kansai from Tokyo, so... I want to send him a gift." Sakai Izumi's tone was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

At this time, Takuki Taku had already walked to the door of the recording studio. When he saw two people not far from the road, Takuki understood why Sakai Izumizu stopped talking so much.

One of the ones across the road was naturally his sister, and he knew the other man who stood a little far away with his back to his sister, and he was also familiar with the ex-boyfriend Fujiwara, who had just passed by him two days ago.

Maybe she felt something. Sakai Izumizu looked up at the recording studio, but she was just in a staggering sight with Takagi Takuro who was looking at her with her cell phone.

Both of them saw each other, so there was no need to hide such a thing.

Takuki smiled slightly at Sakai Izumizu, raised the phone in his hand and signaled it, then turned around and walked towards his apartment.

Bechia bit his red lips hard, and Sakai Izumi put the phone on his ear.

"That's my sister's friend, right? It's okay, sister, go and see him off." Takuro Takagi said in a voice on the phone...

"Yoko? What's wrong? Did you see an acquaintance?" The voice beside you woke up Sakai Izumi, who was looking at the direction of Takagi Takumi leaving.

"Ah? It's nothing. Fujiwara-kun's train is at 7:30 pm, right? Let's go." Sakai Izumi hung up the phone, which had become a busy voice, and said without comment, and walked towards the station of the tram.

This made the man named Fujiwara a little confused. He just looked back in confusion and looked at the direction Sakai Izumizu was just looking at. He didn't notice anything, so he shook his head and turned around to chase Sakai Izumizu who had walked a distance.

In the opposite direction of Sakai Insumi, Takuma Takagi was walking alone on the way back to the apartment.

Although it doesn't matter what he said, it doesn't matter. But he is still a little nervous.

But since the two of them have discovered each other, it is unrealistic to Takuki Taku follow paparazzi like that last time.

My sister will never leave me, and Takuki can only give me psychological hints while walking.

"Believe in my sister, believe in my sister." He muttered unconsciously, and didn't even notice the hungry protests in his stomach, and walked back to the apartment in a daze.

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Take the tram and arrive at Tokyo Station on the Shinkansen.

At the restaurant outside the station, at the farewell dinner table, a man named Fujiwara hesitated for a moment and said, "Yakiko, are you really not considering leaving the art circle?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but becoming a singer is my dream. Now that my dream has come true, I naturally want to keep singing." Sakai Izumizu answered without raising her head while stirring the coffee served after the meal.

"Yakiko, are you afraid that you can't find any other jobs in the current financial situation? It doesn't matter, I can support you. Artists are not such a good identity. Besides, a place like the art circle that hides dirty things is not suitable for you." Fujiwara still said unwillingly.

Sakai Izumizu stopped stirring and put the spoon aside. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her and revealed deep disappointment: "Kun Fujiwara, you have changed. You don't understand me at all now."

"How come I don't understand you? We have been dating for a whole year." Fujiwara's hand unconsciously pinched the corner of the table. Because of the heavy force, his fingertips looked a little white.

His instant louder voice attracted the attention of some people around him. Fortunately, Sakai Izumizu was pretending to be good and did not reveal his identity.

"I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive just now." Maybe I realized that my behavior was a little inappropriate, Fujiwara said apologize in a low voice.

"It's okay." Sakai Izumizu sipped the coffee on the table.

I don’t know if it’s because the coffee is bitter, or because I feel disappointed and sad that my ex-boyfriend whom I had been dating for a year was so unaware of her, but there was a hint of undetectable bitterness on her face.

After a moment of silence, Sakai Izumi raised her wrist and looked at her watch. "Time is coming soon, let's go." She stood up and said, but her tone was a little colder than ever before.

"Okay." Fujiwara nodded. Even if he was stupid, he could hear the unhappiness in Sakai Izumi's tone, so he did not mention this topic again along the way.

When we arrived at the waiting room, the radio had notified passengers heading to Osaka, Kansai, to enter the station and take the bus.

"The ticket checking starts. I'll send it here. Fujiwara Jun takes care of it all the way." Without sending it to the platform, Sakai Izumizu asked Fujiwara to say goodbye to him in the waiting room.

"Yakiko, do you really not think about it anymore? I can wait for you."

"Thank you, you don't need to consider this matter." Sakai Izumizu shook her head: "Fujiwara-kun doesn't have to wait for me."

"Yakiko, do you know?" Perhaps because of some excitement, Fujiwara unconsciously approached Sakai Izumizu and stroked her face.

"Fujiwara, please respect yourself." After taking a step back, Sakai Izumi said, staring at the man in front of him.

The title changed from Fujiwara Jun to Fujiwara Sang, and the man knew exactly that he had lost this time. He took back his hand that was still lifted in the air in embarrassment, and the words to his mouth also turned into "Sorry."

"Then I'll leave." He took a deep breath, looked at Sakai Izumizu reluctantly, and the man turned around and walked towards the ticket gate.

"Fujiwara, wait a moment." Sakai Izumizu's voice sounded behind her.

Thinking that she was a little changed, the man turned around and looked at Sakai Izumizu with surprise and said, "Yoko, is there anything else?"

"Well..." Sakai Izumi nodded and took out the pair of sunglasses she had worn for a long time from her bag.

The frame of the sunglasses was a little worn, and the legs of the glasses were also a little painted off. Even so, the lenses were still as bright as new. She looked at the pair of sunglasses, and handed it to Fujiwara as if she had made up her mind and said, "This, return it to Fujiwara Sang."

"You should keep this pair of sunglasses." The man smiled, his tone a little gentle.

"No need, this thing was originally from Fujiwara Sang, and now it's better to return the original owner." Sakai Izumizu said, and handed the sunglasses in her hand to Fujiwara.

"Okay, thank you Miss Yukiko for leaving it with her for so long." The smile on Fujiwara's face gradually turned into a bitter smile. He took his sunglasses and squeezed it hard in his hand.

Sakai Izumizu bowed deeply: "I have used it for a long time and I'm sorry that I haven't been able to preserve it well."

"It doesn't matter, then I'll leave. Goodbye Yukiko." Fujiwara shook her head and said solemnly to Sakai Izumizu.

"Well, さようなら (transliterated as Sayunara)." Sakai Izumizu said with a bow again.