On the weekend that finally happened, Naoki Nagayama couldn't go out for a walk because he was sick.
I don’t know whether it was because he got caught in the rain when it rained yesterday, or because he had a bad stomach while drinking, or because he didn’t cover his stomach when he went to bed at night. Anyway, when he woke up early in the morning, Nagayama Naoki found that he was sweating all over.
, vomiting, diarrhea, and hangover dizziness, but luckily I didn’t have a fever.
The weak Nagayama Naoki struggled to take a hot bath. After feeling a little more awake, he looked at his face in the half-length mirror in the bathroom. His originally fair and rosy face became pale and weak, and even his beard was pulled out.
It got rough.
I remembered that in the nightclub last night, a group of three people were eating, drinking, singing and playing games. After that, they were constantly persuaded by a group of young and beautiful ladies to drink. In the end, I couldn’t remember how much they drank.
Looking at my haggard face in the mirror, I sighed in my heart:
"I was hurt by wine and sex, and I am so haggard!"
"That's all, from today on, drink less!"
Yotaro outside the door seemed to feel that his master was sick today. He sat on the ground and looked at Nagayama Naoki, wagging his tail slightly and making a squeaking sound, his expression full of concern.
Nagayama Naoki's heart felt warm and he touched his head: "Yutaro, stay with me! Your master's health is very good and he will recover soon."
However, in order to recover better, Nagayama Naoki went to a clinic near Yamasakura-in and prescribed some medicine to treat diarrhea.
Speaking of which, this was the first time I went to the hospital since the Showa era.
...
After returning home, Nagayama Naoki entered the recuperation mode and only ate a little millet porridge.
Then I lay down on the sofa in the living room, put on a thin blanket, put warm water at hand, put the novel aside, and turned on the TV...
Sometimes people will find a very strange phenomenon. When you feel too idle and want to find something to do, no one will disturb you all day long; but if you feel too tired and want to rest quietly,
At that time, things came to my door one by one.
The phone next to "Ding Ling Ling" rang and kept ringing.
Naoki Nagayama had no choice but to pick it up: "Moses Moses, this is Yamazakura-in."
"Naoki-san, why don't you come to the studio today?" Opposite you is Otomo Fangmura. I mean, you, a middle-aged man who drinks movies, have nothing to do today?
"I don't plan to go over today. I'm still hungover and have some diarrhea. I'm very weak today..." Nagayama Naoki's tone was a little weak, "There shouldn't be anything important for the time being, right?"
"Ah, Naoki-san, your health is not good?! Did you collapse after drinking all night? Even Shuichi-san is in high spirits today!"
"...."
Yoshimura Otomo mocked Nagayama Naoki mercilessly, and then continued: "I originally wanted to discuss the casting of "Hachiko" with Naoki-san, but now it seems impossible."
"As for the male lead, you and Shuichi-san can figure it out. Anyway, I don't know many male actors. But as for the female lead, I've contacted Kananzi-san before. She will be available for about two weeks in May.
, I think it should be enough?" Naoki Nagayama pushed everything to the other two, and then provided the option of a heroine.
"Can Nanzi-san? That's really great!" It is of course very good to meet an actor who has worked with him before. Yoshimura Otomo said, "I will contact the burning agency right away to finalize the matter."
Then he added: "Well, Naoshu-san, just have a good rest and take good care of your body. If you need any help, please let me know."
"Arigado Tomo-san, I won't be polite if necessary, hahaha~"
After hanging up the phone, Nagayama Naoki breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of warm water, and prepared to lie down again.
Unexpectedly, another ding-ding phone ring came over!
"This doesn't allow anyone to rest..." Nagayama Naoki could only pick up the phone again, "Moses Moses...this is Yamazakura-in~"
"Ah, is it Naoki-san? I'm Naoya Sakata!" The voice on the other side of the phone was a little excited, "I thought Naoki-san wouldn't be at home at this time, and I just wanted to leave a message."
"Haha, I happen to be here. Naoya-san, have you finished the design?" Naoki Nagayama knew that Naoya Sakata was calling at this time, probably because of the design of the disco.
"Hi, the latest version of the design sketch has been drawn, and the model has been made late at night!" Naoya Sakata's voice was very excited, "Naoki-san, are you free to take a look today?"
Did you stay up all night to design it? It was really hard work! But Naoki Nagayama made up his mind not to go out today, so he had no choice but to decline:
"Naoya-san, you are so reliable!" He first praised and then expressed regret, "I also want to see the latest designs, but it's a pity that I can't go today."
Then he stated the reason: "Because I suddenly fell ill, I have to recuperate at home today. What's more, my brain is not very clear, so I can't make accurate judgments."
Finally, an alternative plan was proposed: "Naoya-san, why don't I go to the office again next Monday morning? I will be more awake in the morning!"
How about, the perfect polite rejection template, you can learn it and reject others casually!
After Sakata Naoya learned about it, he nodded quickly: "Souga, if this is the case, there is really nothing we can do about it. Naoki-san, please take good care of your health and recover as soon as possible.
I'll be waiting for Naoki-san's arrival at the office next Monday."
"Hi, see you then!"
After hanging up the phone, Naoki Nagayama thought to himself, another troublesome matter has been solved. No one will call in the morning, right?
Unsurprisingly, Naoki Nagayama stared at the phone for a long time to make sure it wouldn't ring again.
Just when he was about to lie down again, the damn phone rang again!
"Dingling bell~"
...
"Moses Moses, this is Yamazakura-in...."
I answered the phone with a look of helplessness, and my voice was full of weakness. Someone actually called me. It had better not be a sales call!
"Naoki-san?" said a female voice on the other side of the microphone, "Why does your voice sound so weak?"
"Ah, it's Akina-chan!" Nagayama Naoki recognized the voice, "The reason why the voice is weak is because of illness~"
"Are you sick? What's wrong? Is Naoki-san okay?" Akina asked hurriedly, her voice rising twice in pitch.
"It's just a bad stomach, and now I'm a little weak." Nagayama Naoki quickly returned, "I've already prescribed the medicine, it's no problem."
"Well..." The tone on the other side was still a little worried.
Naoki Nagayama quickly changed the subject, but Akina Nakamori actually called at around 10 a.m.: "Is Akina-chan at home on vacation today? Isn't she very busy during her debut period?"
"Ah, hi, because I will debut next week and my schedule will be very full after that, so Section Chief Teralin has a holiday this weekend." Akina answered the question subconsciously, and then asked, "Is Naoki-san's health really okay?
, what about food? Is anyone taking care of it? "
"Well, I didn't ask anyone to take care of me. Akina-san, it's just a minor illness. Although I'm a little weak, I can still cook for myself. There's still a lot of food in the refrigerator." Naoki Nagayama comforted him, "Don't worry, it's nothing.
questionable."
At this time, Akina Nakamori was in the apartment, wearing home clothes and talking on the phone.
Originally, I planned to return to my hometown this weekend, but as a ramen shop family, I can’t rest during the day on weekends. The children can take care of themselves. My mother, Chieko, is also helping in the shop at this time.
If you want to relax and rest, it is more comfortable in your own apartment.
But at this time, when she heard that Nagayama Naoki was sick and no one was taking care of her, Akina suddenly became worried: "What's going on with Naoki-san? He can actually eat it so bad."
She imagined the life of a single man in her mind: she opened the refrigerator, took out the cold food from the previous few days, warmed it up a little, and then drank it with a beer.
Naoki Nagayama felt a little unjust when he heard this complaint. He recalled what happened last night: "Akina-chan, I don't know either. Who knew that I would have diarrhea after eating sushi and drinking alcohol this time? There was no problem before~
"
Nakamori Akina immediately confirmed her suspicion, "It's true!"
But Naoki-san has already had a bad stomach and is too weak to cook. If he continues to eat frozen food, will his health deteriorate further?
Nakamori Akina, who has been sick since she was a child, has a very good understanding of the conditions after illness. If she does not cultivate herself well, a minor illness will be delayed into a serious illness.
Thinking that Naoki-san might be as skinny as a stick in the future, I felt anxious.
"What kind?" Nagayama Naoki felt that Akina seemed to have misunderstood something. He was about to explain when he heard Nakamori Akina on the other end of the phone say helplessly,
"I have a day off today, so I came here to visit Naoki-san who is sick. Naoki-san lives in Yamazakura-in next to Meiji University, right?"
After finishing speaking, Akina Nakamori took a breath and waited nervously for Naoki Nagayama's reply.
They say they are visiting, but they are actually here to take care of them!
Nagayama Naoki understood Akina's thoughts hidden in her hard words, and couldn't help but feel a little moved. He definitely couldn't refuse such kindness from others.
"Hi, there is a small gray two-story western-style building right next to the small park. It is easy to find. There is a big cherry blossom tree in the yard."
Nakamori Akina here breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Naoki-san, is there anything you want to buy on the way?"
"Haha, there are still a lot in the refrigerator, but if you can bring some vegetables, I would be very grateful~"
"Then Zhi Shusang, take good care of yourself and see you later!"
After Akina Nakamori hung up the phone, she changed into her regular uniform and walked to the nearby vegetable market.
In addition to vegetables, of course you also need to buy some food that nourishes your body.
.......
In Kadokawa Haruki’s villa,
Kadokawa Haruki has woken up from last night's hangover. He is drinking hangover soup and talking to the driver.
"So, it was Naoki Nagayama who got us all drunk? Hahaha~"
"Hi, it's the youngest one." The driver bowed slightly and replied, "He was also the one who sent the other drunk people home after that."
"Oh? Didn't I ask you to send it?"
"No, although I offered to send them back one by one after sending the president back, Naoki Nagayama refused." The driver continued, "They called a taxi."
"Haha, I wish I could go back." Kadokawa Haruki took a sip of soup, suddenly thought of something, and asked again, "Did you help pay the nightclub bill?"
As a full-time driver, it is common for Kadokawa Haruki to help pay the bills when he is drunk, so he has such a special fund placed with him.
"President, no." The driver said, "The bill had already been paid when I received the president."
Kadokawa Haruki laughed when he heard this: "Omo, Naoki Nagayama."
Although the cost of going to a nightclub cannot be said to be that money is treated like dirt, the guests actually paid for the treat that was agreed upon, which gave Haruki Kadokawa a strange feeling.
It's like a normal friend helping to advance money. This feeling has rarely been felt since inheriting Kadokawa Bookstore. Anyway, he paid for it most of the time when I went out to play.
Kadokawa Haruki nodded and continued to drink the soup.
"Then please come back next time."
........
When it was close to 12 o'clock, Nagayama Naoki heard the sound of the doorbell.
The doorbell of Yamazakuin is not used as frequently as the telephone bell, probably less than twice a month.
Naoki Nagayama stood up and opened the door. As expected, Akina Nakamori stood outside the door.
At this time, he was wearing a purple coarse-woven woolen jacket, a white shirt, light gray straight pants, and a pair of white shoes. He had long, fluffy hair like an extended version of the head of a saint, and his smiling face became smaller and smaller.
Exquisite, the whole person is youthful and beautiful,
"Naoki-san!"
Akina at the door was holding a shopping bag, which was bulging, but the two green onions popping out showed that it was probably full of food.
"Akina-chan, you're here, why did you buy so many things? Isn't it heavy? Give it to me quickly."
Seeing the heavy-looking shopping bag, Nagayama Naoki bent down and wanted to take it first. Unexpectedly, Xiao Mingcai quickly avoided it, then picked up the shopping bag with one hand and looked relaxed, and said with a smile
arrive:
"Haha, Naoki-san, no need, it's not heavy. You're so weak, so don't overwork yourself."
Nakamori Akina looked at the pale Naoki Nagayama and said, "He's very pale. It's the first time I've seen Naoki-san look like this."
"It's just a moment of weakness." Nagayama Naoki said harshly, "Come in quickly. Speaking of which, this is Akina-chan's first time to Yamazakura-in, right?"
"Hi, I remember Naoki-san lived in an apartment near Waseda last time." After Nakamori Akina walked in, she put down her shopping bag in the kitchen, and then looked around curiously.
This two-story small western-style building looks inconspicuous from the outside in light gray and is very low-key, but the interior decoration is low-key and implies luxury.
"Is the floor made of ebony?" Nakamori Akina saw the dark brown floor in the living room and liked it very much.
"Hi, I have a calmer feeling, so I chose this color."
Hearing someone, Yongtaro ran out and barked,
"Is this Yutaro?"
"Ah, Akina-san has never met Yutaro. He is a very delicate boy."
Naoki Nagayama grabbed the little guy and put him down, then scratched the little guy's belly. Akina also touched Taro's head, and then heard a squeaking sound.
Xiao Mingna's eyes suddenly lit up: "Kawaii!" Then she pinched Taro's face.
Eh? How come this situation is similar to Tsuruko?
