"How is it?" Shiro Watanabe asked curiously.

Rin Kiyono read it again, nodded and said, "I am a classmate Watanabe who is full of lies, and her acting skills are worthy of recognition."

"I always feel like you're scolding me."

"Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

"No, no, I'm glad I'm praised for my acting skills."

Kiyono Rin gave a blank look insincerely, and clicked on the video he had just taken: "Look."

Watanabe Shiro leaned over and was about to see, but an accident happened. The wind in the forest blew across Kiyono's hair, and a scent that made him feel very comfortable.

Toru Watanabe's eyes couldn't help but move to the girl's side face, with white skin and bright eyes focused.

The newly washed black hair was clearly rooted and swayed gently without a trace of weight.

A minute of footage passed quickly.

"How is it?" Kiyono Rin raised her head and asked softly, but it happened to hit Toru Watanabe's sight.

The two were very close. Her hair was blown by the wind, and she slim arms with tight muscles and beautiful lines from time to time.

"Are you sure you want to use such a shot?" Toru Watanabe stood up straight and took two steps away from the girl.

The noise of the temple court in the distance was faintly heard.

"Is there any problem?" Kiyono Rin brushed off the long hair that fell on her shoulders, and unconsciously looked at Toru Watanabe's arm.

At a close distance, his arms were so thick, and he looked thin.

"Compared to filming, I suddenly felt that I might make a lot of money by shooting photos."

Rin Kiyono was stunned for a moment, and after calming down, he said angrily: "Please have a limit on narcissism, Mr. Toru Watanabe."

"It's confidence, just like you think everyone likes you, Miss Kiyono."

Kiyono Rin sneered and snorted, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Watanabe Shiro looked at her back as she walked away proudly.

It is a very fulfilling thing to be able to gain the upper hand in the conversation with Rin Kiyono. Others don’t know if they think so, at least he is.

"police."

"Hey? Wait!"

Tsuku Watanabe hurriedly chased after him, took two steps, remembering the tripod and long pole microphone placed beside him, and ran back to get it.

By the time she caught up with Kiyono Rin, she had already walked out of this dark and remote uninhabited path.

"Qingye, classmate of Kiyono, Lord Kiyono, Minister, I will say one word!"

Rin Kiyono stood there and looked at him: "In a word, you say it."

"Those two sentences..."

Before Shiro Watanabe finished speaking, Kiyono continued to walk far away without looking back.

"Wrong, wrong, really wrong! I'm narcissistic, I'm talking nonsense, I won't take photos."

Watanabe Tsuki followed Kiyono Rin's butt like a skinny dog ​​wrapped around swans.

It was not until he walked into a shade of trees that Kiyono Rin stopped.

She glanced at Shiro Watanabe who was pretending to be pitiful and said bluntly: "I'm thirsty, buy me a bottle of water."

"No problem, but you can see the police?"

"Did I say I want to call the police?" Kiyono Rin looked at him in confusion.

“…Are you lied to me?!”

"I never lie. Go quickly." After saying it lightly, Rin Kiyono sat down on the bench, then turned the single against the police in charge of order in the distance, and the crowd entering the Shrine Stadium in a row.

Watanabe Tsubaki was so angry that he gritted his teeth, because Rin Kiyono never lies, and for a moment he really thought she was going to call the police.

However, it was also because he felt bad that he did a little more.

It was agreed to help Rin Kiyono buy water, and Watanabe Toru would not be untrustworthy in such matters.

There is a white vending machine nearby that says 'Seven-thousandth of the winning rate!!!'.

Watanabe Tsubaki took out his wallet, which only had a 100-yen coin, so he had to stuff a thousand-yen banknote and bought a bottle of oolong tea and harzi soda.

The change was ding-in and there was no doubt that he did not win the prize.

If he could win a seven-thousandth probability, he would not have placed the system in half abandoned place.

This is not right.

If he wasn't worried about showing abnormality and being discovered by Miki Kyujo, he should be a business star who has broken through human limits and sells fruit knives and cosmetics.

"It's too slow." Kiyono Rin complained.

"I was lost on the road of life for a while." After handing her the oolong tea covered with water, Toru Watanabe sat down on the chair.

The two of them walked in the sun for a long time and were already thirsty and immediately started to drink.

After replenishing moisture, Rin Kiyono put aside the Bote bottle with half of the liquid left on her face with a slightly satisfied look, picked up the SLR again, aimed the camera at the dense crowd, and kept photographing the material.

In the distant sunset, there are airplane clouds that cut through the sky.

Sitting under the shade of summer trees, Toru Watanabe gestured into the air soda bottle, imagining the plane flying into the bottle, and then sipped with a sip of soda like a smell of the plane.

The two stayed on the bench until the heroine Mihiko Kujo appeared.

She was wearing a long black dress with a belt tightly wrapped around her waist, highlighting her tight and slim waist. She looked like a leprechaun in the dark night, slowly walking here with elegant steps.

Toru Watanabe felt that this outfit was in line with his research direction, but Rin Kiyono frowned: "The difference between this outfit and image is too big."

"Then change the heroine to my image." Miki Kyujo said domineering words that fit her image very well.

"Since you agree to appear, please follow the script."

"Then you have to read a script," Miki Kyujo sneered.

Kiyono Rin had a cold face, took out the script wrapped in a transparent book cover from the woven bag and handed it to Miki Kujo.

Miki Kyujo looked at her casually and laughed: "Plause?"

She hadn't seen it before, but while lying on a bed and taking a nap, Toru Watanabe, who moved his hands and feet and did not sleep, told her about the source of the script.

"This is a cultural festival for high school students. The music that the play department has to pay for. The drama department rehearses popular dramas, and the human observation department adapts popular movies. Is there any problem? Classmate Kujo?" Kiyono Rin looked straight into Miki Kujo's eyes with a series of parallelisms.

"No problem." Miki Kyujo returned the script to Rin Kiyono, "It's just that the adaptation is very ordinary."

"If you don't want to play, you can leave now. I'll find someone else in the heroine." Kiyono Rin put the script back into the woven bag.

Watanabe Tsubaki silently withdrew his hand that he wanted to get the script.

He hasn't seen it yet.

Forget it, solving the current conflict is much more important than reading a script.

Toru Watanabe walked behind Miki Kujo, put his hands on her shoulders, and half-pushed and forced her to sit down on the chair.

"Miki, no matter what the script is, you have to play the heroine!"

"Are you ordering me?" As soon as I sat down, Miki Kyujo habitually raised her slender legs, hugged her arms, and posed as a queen.

"How is that possible?" Watanabe Tsuku rubbed her thin shoulders, "I don't want to play the male and female lead with other girls. Just pretend that it will satisfy my wish and play the female lead. Is it okay?"

Miki Kyujo closed her eyes and felt Watanabe Toru's poor massage skills.

Rin Kiyono, who was beside him, frowned and looked ugly.

Watanabe Tsuki gave her a wink.

‘This is for the crew, don’t make trouble.’

‘A man full of lies is disgusting.’

It is not known whether it is translated as this, but Rin Kiyono looked at him with disgust and angry. The general meaning should be almost the same.

Rin Kiyono had no idea how miserable the heroine would end up drying if she was someone else, and she would have too many responsibilities to fear the police? He didn't know it himself.

Watanabe Shiro shook Miki's gentle and graceful body: "You promise me this time, can you do it?"

Miki Kyujo's small and delicate nose let out helplessly: "I really owe you in my previous life."

"That's great!" Toru Watanabe threw a proud look at Rin Kiyono.

As a result, I got a face that was even more disgusting.

The male lead is too difficult, really.

Shiro Watanabe suddenly envied Ah Hun who did chores and used the camera to point the heroine in a maid or bunny outfit, which was what the serious male protagonist should do.

But that's because Haruhi Suzumiya is the director and will not allow him to act in opposition to other girls.

etc!

Shiro Watanabe looked at the tripod he was standing next to his chair, a long microphone, and a drink he just bought.
To be continued...