Chapter 404 I don’t want to be an idol

Facing this yellow guy who suddenly accosted him, Futaba Makoto was about to speak, but Sakurajima Aina beside him wrinkled her nose slightly: "He is my own protagonist, do you have any suggestions for Ichinoki-san?

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"Ah haha, no, I'm just a little curious. After all, you chose the protagonist, Aina-chan." Ichinoki put his hand on Futaba Makoto's shoulders with a familiar look, and then continued with a smile.

, “Would you like a drink tonight?”

"Huh?" Futaba Cheng shook his head, then smiled, "Do I look so mature?"

After Ichinoki looked Futaba Cheng up and down, he seemed to understand something: "Ah...it turns out to be a child, I'm sorry."

"It seems I can only wait until you grow up before we can drink together."

Words like children and imps have almost the same meaning in Futaba Makoto's ears, but Futaba Makoto didn't take it to heart, but Sakurajima Aina's face gradually cooled down.

To be honest, Futaba Makoto doesn't like meaningless communication. Just when he was thinking about what excuse to use to leave here, he suddenly felt a soft touch on his elbow and sank into it.

Futaba Cheng was stunned. Although this temperature was very common to him, the touch was quite unfamiliar.

Turning his head, Sakurajima Aina was holding his arm. Not only that, the action was quite intimate.

"Ms. Sakurajima..." Before Futaba Makoto could speak, Sakurajima Aina said directly, "I'm sorry Ichinoki-san, Makoto-kun and I have some private matters. Let's talk about it next time."

After saying that, he took Fuangye Cheng and left.

They ignored the surprise in the eyes of the staff nearby. After all, it was their first time to see a boy who had such a close relationship with Aina-chan.

"This guy..." Ichinoki was a little embarrassed by the looks from the people around him. His face was gloomy and he quickly left the place.

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After leaving the set, Futaba Cheng glanced at the girl next to him and asked, "How long do you want to hug her?"

"Hey, isn't Oppai uncomfortable with such a pure and lovely beautiful girl idol?" Sakurajima Aina hugged her even tighter.

Futaba Cheng was also surprised by the other party's bold words, but he still said directly, "I'm not used to unfamiliar girls doing this."

"Is it customary for girls you know well to do this?"

"almost."

"Then we are familiar now."

Futaba Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, but for him, this kind of hugging arms and being massaged was the most comfortable position like that of Yuyou and Nana. After all, it carries weight.

Of course, Xiaoke and the others can count, but Futaba Cheng hasn't had a good experience.

Sighing, Futaba Makoto said directly: "Ms. Sakurajima, what exactly do you want to do?"

"By the way, I don't believe in love at first sight."

Futaba Makoto knew that he was very attractive, and he also knew that under the system's panel, he was among the most handsome in the eyes of girls, but he was even more aware of the girl in front of him who could stand at the forefront of the idol circle, and

It can't be just a love brain.

"It's boring."

After seeing Futaba Makoto clarifying his words directly, Sakurajima Aina let go of her hand, and then gently smoothed the wrinkles on her chest.

The two of them stood under the streetlight, with the girl holding her hands behind her back, seemingly stunned as she looked at the trees nearby. After a while, she turned her head and said, "Well... you want to know what on earth I am going to do?"

Seeing the waves deep in the other person's eyes, Futaba Cheng said calmly: "I don't want to know now."

"It changes so fast."

"After all, I feel like I will be involved in something strange." Futaba Makoto said.

He is not a star-chaser. He agreed to Sakurajima Aina to come here to film simply to help Tang Xiaoke and the others. As for what the national beauty idol in front of him wants to do.

Futaba Makoto doesn't want to know.

"Actually, I don't want to be an idol anymore," Sakurajima Aina said.

Futaba Cheng was confused, as if he thought he heard something wrong, but he still asked: "Why?"

"No reason, I'm tired of it." Sakurajima Aina caressed her slightly curly hair, then stretched out, her clothes outline her slender body, "In the end, I don't like taking this road.

of."

"Whether it was filming or dancing in a group, I obviously let it slip on purpose, but in the end I still got the most votes."

"What a clumsy cuteness, the people in this country are really hopeless."

After Sakurajima Aina spoke out her thoughts in front of her, Futaba Makoto took a few seconds to digest before reacting.

Minato, is this a bad person?

"Is this appropriate to say to someone you just met?"

"Hey, I've always been very good at judging people. You're not that talkative." Sakurajima Aina said, "But it doesn't matter. After filming this movie, I plan to graduate in this industry."

With that said, the girl walked to the drink vending machine nearby.

"By the way, what do you want to drink?"

“Just oolong tea.”

"Here, 200 yen."

After giving the money, Futaba Cheng took the oolong tea and was about to drink it when he found that the other person's eyes were always on his face.

"What's wrong?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"I feel like you have no interest in me." Sakurajima Aina asked. After all, she had just said so many things that would shock the people in the circle, but Futaba Makoto still looked so indifferent.

"almost."

"But I'm cute."

"My girlfriend is cuter than you." Futaba Makoto drank oolong tea and choked back what Sakurajima Aina wanted to say in one sentence.

As if thinking of Gong Shiro Yuyu's beautiful face, Sakurajima Aina rarely refuted this, but just flattened her mouth.

How could this irritating guy have such a lovely girlfriend?

However, Sakurajima Aina likes the feeling of chatting with others unscrupulously. After all, she has always worn a mask to communicate with her peers. Even in school, she was forced to maintain her so-called persona under the pressure of the office.

set up.

"Where do you live?" Suddenly, Sakurajima Aina asked curiously.

Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, then said: "Hotel."

"No, no, I'm asking where you live."

"Why do you ask this?" Futaba Cheng seemed to be a little wary, but it was no secret where he lived, but he was just a little curious about what this guy wanted to do.

Do you want to come to my house and be a tenant?

But it's impossible. After all, Sakurajima Aina doesn't seem to be short of money, although it can bring in a lot of income.

Futaba Makoto glanced up and down at Sakurajima Aina's appearance.

Well, it's probably worth a lot of money.

"I always feel like I'm being stared at very rudely." Sakurajima Aina couldn't help but cross her arms.

"Sorry." Futaba Makoto said, "My home is in Little Raccoon Town."

"Your parents live there too?"

"They died when I was little."

"..." Sakurajima Aina's eyes suddenly changed, and began to be filled with the brilliance of motherhood.

Futaba Makoto:?

Did this guy come up with something weird?
Chapter completed!