Japanese Entertainment: A Comeback Beginning from Bankrupt President

"It's not a difficult thing," Kazuya Sawashiro stated his position before addressing her question. "But you'll be going back to school in a couple of days. You want to apply to an art college, right? Wouldn't it be better to focus on your studies? After all, filming is just a casual thing to do in your spare time."

Kazuya Sawashiro still remembers that when he first met Misaki Tachibana, the teacher mentioned that she wanted to apply to art school.

Misaki Tachibana was surprised; she hadn't expected Kazuya Sawashiro to still remember this.

She smiled and turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, as if talking to herself: "Art is indeed my goal, but art is a talent-based thing. It's hard for people without talent to succeed, isn't it?"

"So you?" In this situation, Kazuya Sawashiro strongly suspected that Misaki Tachibana had been stimulated in terms of her talent.

Did she perhaps encounter a genius with extraordinary artistic talent during the summer vacation?

But he only saw the first floor.

Misaki Tachibana was in the atmosphere; she just wanted to tease Kazuya Sawashiro and see if he was really that serious.

Now that she knew the answer, Misaki Tachibana stopped hiding it and turned around with a grin, saying, "I've already received a university recommendation. Tokyo University of the Arts believes that I have extraordinary talent in art, so from now on, I only need to deal with the school's graduation exams."

"That's simple. I'm referring to the Shiba High School graduation exam." Compared to the recommendation from Tokyo University of the Arts, the Shiba High School graduation exam could be completed with one's eyes closed.

"Of course," Misaki Tachibana nodded matter-of-factly, then asked Kazuya Sawashiro the same question again, "So, can you let me join? To do something for my idol that I can."

Everything was for Aki Amano.

Kazuya Sawashiro suddenly became curious: what exactly was it about Aki Amano that attracted Misaki Tachibana to like her so much?

As for joining, she never left, did she?

"Then I'll try to schedule it for the weekend, when you have time," Kazuya Sawashiro agreed first, then followed his heart and asked, "But could you answer my question? What is it about Amano that attracts you so much? What makes you like her so much?"

"Want to know?" Tachibana Misaki's smile was mischievous, perfectly matching her current mood.

But it was clear that her question meant she didn't want to talk about it.

There are many reasons why he doesn't want to talk about it. If they were sitting in a restaurant chatting right now, Kazuya Sawashiro would definitely have a lot more patience. But right now, the two of them are on a train to Yokohama, and they are already being told that they are about to arrive at their stop.

Kazuya Sawashiro smiled slightly and pointed to the loudspeaker: "I'll listen to you next time. We'll be at the station soon. I'm really not familiar with Yokohama at all, so you'll have to focus on leading the way."

"Well... I'll talk about it next time I remember." Tachibana Misaki put away her mischievous smile and returned to her composed demeanor.

I got off the bus and then called a classmate.

This wasn't her first time in Yokohama, but it was actually her second time at that particular shop. She only had memories of the shop itself, but had no idea where it was. So she had to ask a classmate she knew in Yokohama for help.

This operation, though a bit slow, is still better than wandering around for a dozen times before finally saying, "I forgot where I am."

Kazuya Sawashiro waited patiently for a while.

Misaki Tachibana was also quite lucky; her classmate happened to have her phone nearby, and the other party quickly sent her location information.

She glanced at it and realized it was only a ten-minute walk. Then, the composed high school student took over, and Misaki Tachibana followed the GPS directions, leading Kazuya Sawashiro to the store she had visited once before.

In Kazuya Sawashiro's memory, this shop should be a small stall, the kind where two people can stand side by side, otherwise how could they afford the rent for three hours a day?

But after seeing it for himself, he realized his own stereotypes.

"This? Could this be the shop you were talking about?" Kazuya Sawashiro pointed to a narrow area that looked like a delivery window. From there, he could see pudding and rather ordinary cakes on the display window, and a housewife wearing a headscarf standing behind the window.

Calling it a shop is an overstatement.

The most obvious impression is that McDonald's ice cream cone station has moved here.

"Of course!" Misaki Tachibana said proudly, because she hadn't gone the wrong way. "This aunt is related to the owner of this shop, so they reserved a small area for her to set up her stall. Of course, I heard it from my classmate."

"I see," Kazuya Sawashiro said, suddenly realizing.

However, at this point, Tachibana Misaki had already become a freeloader, and she held out her hand to signal Sawashiro Kazuya to quickly buy some things.

Hurry up, hurry up, we've come all this way just for this.

Ze Cheng didn't say much, joined the queue and bought two servings, which led to a little incident.

Because Misaki Tachibana was lazy and didn't want to queue, Kazuya Sawashiro went to the counter alone. When the lady there saw that he wanted to buy two items, she was initially unwilling to give them to him and brought up the rule that each person could only buy one.

"We can only make this much each day. The local residents love it, so I want everyone to be able to buy it as much as possible. That's why we've set this rule of limiting it to one serving. Please understand..."

With such a touching reason, what else could Kazuya Sawashiro say?

He could only pull over Misaki Tachibana, who was whistling innocently nearby, and point at the naughty kid who was deliberately not coming over, explaining, "This guy is with me, but he doesn't want to join the line. Sorry, could I have two servings?"

"Ah... I know, I know." Without saying a word, the aunt packed three for Kazuya Sawashiro.

Three? But I only paid for two!

Of course, Kazuya Zecheng couldn't be greedy for such a small advantage. After all, if he took one extra, one of the nearby residents would miss out on these. He turned around abruptly to return the money, but the aunt's words immediately made him hurt his back.

"That one is a gift from your aunt; you must love each other dearly..."

Love each other...

If you don't understand these words after hearing them, then you've been wasting all these years of your life.

Without hesitation, Kazuya Sawashiro turned and left, catching up with Misaki Tachibana, who had already escaped and was now headbutting a telephone pole. She muttered to herself, "So boys are all idiots, there's always a reason why girls don't want to go there..."

"Ha..." Kazuya Sawashiro wiped the sweat from his forehead, a moment of speechlessness flashing through his mind. "So you should have told me earlier that you wanted to buy one, then none of this would have happened."

Who knew this aunt was actually a believer in love? This was the first time that Kazuya Sawashiro had been here. He had to learn from his mistakes to know what to do in the future.

"Hmph! One serving isn't enough," Misaki Tachibana stopped bullying the telephone pole and started bullying Kazuya Sawashiro. "If you only bought one serving, you would have eaten it all by yourself, and there wouldn't have been any left for me."

"We can each have half."

"Terrible! Isn't that something only couples do?" Terrified, Tachibana Misaki hugged herself tightly and retreated behind a telephone pole, saying with disgust, "Please understand our relationship first. We're just business partners."

"..."

Kazuya Sawashiro was completely outmatched; how could he possibly win an argument with her? She had said everything, good and bad.

Silence won't work; if you stay silent, she'll only push her luck further.

With no other choice, Kazuya Sawashiro could only console her with food, handing her everything he had bought: "Here, eat this, my partner."