Neither Ye Zhao nor Nakama Yuki Hui wanted to go out for food anymore. Fortunately, there were some ingredients in the refrigerator in the apartment. Ye Zhao volunteered to roll up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to prepare supper.

...Although it sounds so majestic, it is actually just cooked, regardless of whether it looks or tastes very ordinary, just a chicken rice that doesn't even have the fun of making people feel excited.

Although he contributed such indescribable cooking skills, Yuki Nakama still kept praising him for "What a great craft!" "It's so amazing!".

Ye Zhao originally thought that it was a short-lived person, or a lover's eyes were full of Xi Shi, or love made people feel infatuated. It was not until soon after that that she ate the rice she cooked with her own hands that she realized that her praise was really honest... Well, compared with Yuki Hui Nakama's kindergarten senior cooking skills, he was considered to be a serious second-grade middle school level.

After dinner, Ye Zhao washed the bowls together. After that, the two of them watched TV for a while. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Ye Zhao stood up and said goodbye to her. Tomorrow is Monday, and they each have their own things to do.

"I've really had a happy day these two days." Before leaving, Yuki Ei Nakama said to him.

"So too. Next time I have time, let's go to other places to play together?"

"Yeah." She nodded and opened her arms to him.

Ye Zhao hugged her, and the two of them were sucked in front of the entrance for a while before they separated reluctantly.

After walking out of the apartment, taking a taxi, and sitting in the car, he yawned several times. Although the trip for two days and one night was not very long, he was still a little tired after taking the bus. He thought that after he got back, he would have to take a hot bath and have a nap.

However, this wish was finally lost in a very magical way.

The taxi was parked downstairs of the apartment where he lived. Ye Zhao paid the money, walked out of the taxi, and entered the building. After swiping the access card, he took the elevator, walked into the corridor. Just as he was about to open the door, someone suddenly patted his arm from behind, "I'm really embarrassed..."

It was a timid young female voice. Ye Zhao turned around, a tall and thin girl wearing a knitted wool hat and a pair of eyes that seemed to be asleep stood in front of him.

Ye Zhao asked friendly: "What's wrong..." Before he finished speaking, he instinctively felt something was wrong, and subconsciously retreated back, raised his arm to block it.

Although most of the crisis was resolved, a part of the spray fell on his face and body, and was sucked in with breathing. It was a strange smell mixed with spicy.

He felt a little dizzy. He raised his eyes and the girl was holding a watering can in her hand, ready to fire a second shot at him.

Seeing this, Ye Zhao quickly took out the force of hitting people that he had never used in his two lives. He first snatched the weapon from her hand and threw it away, then pressed her to the ground and chopped her hard with a knife.

After subduing her, she quickly took out her cell phone, pressed two "1s", thought about it, deleted it, found Takeda Toshi's number and dialed it, "Tada Sang, attacked by a strange person..."

"What?!" The other end of the phone was the sound of Takeda Tsubasa suddenly rising, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"I was not injured, but I was sprayed with a strange spray. Fortunately, I blocked it and basically didn't suck it in."

"Wait a minute, I'll go there now!"

"Well, I want to ask Takeda Sang, the person who committed the crime was caught by me. Is it okay to call the police now?"

Takeda Toshi was silent for a moment and suggested: "It is better to contact the apartment manager first and call the police."

"Understand." Hang up the phone, Ye Zhao looked at the girl who was pressed by his knee against his stomach, and shook his head.

Since we have to call the police, the reporters stationed in the police department all year round naturally cannot hide it. Although they are social journalists, which newspaper and magazine do not have an entertainment section... This time it will be a big deal again.

...

In this way, after a year and two months, Ye Zhao once again made the headlines of gossip magazines. Although the way to make headlines is still so...unsense?

When Paul McCartney was still the Beatles, once, his bathroom window forgot to close. Several of his enthusiastic female fans raised a ladder and climbed in along the window of his bathroom. The first female fan who went in opened the door from inside, and a group of people came to his house for a carnival.

Afterwards, Paul wrote a song "She Climbs in through the bathroom window" and put it into the album Abilu to tease the fan invasion.

Lying on the bed of Keio University Hospital, with his hands folded behind his head, Ye Zhao lying bored on the bed, he was a little nonsensical, wondering whether he would release a song "She Sprayed on My Face" in the future to commemorate this magical experience?

Yes, the girl who attacked him was his fan... However, at this level, she could no longer be called a fan. She should be the legendary illegitimate fan, or even a black fan.

The woman's surname is Suzuki, she is 22 years old and is a dispatched member of a company. She has "had a lot of bad deeds" before attacking Ye Zhao. She has done many times to follow artists and post her photos on the artist's car. It can be said to be a real cancer in the fan circle.

Despite this, there were more than one artists who were tracked to the address by her, but there was only one Ye Zhao who was tracked to the address by her in advance and attacked him.

In this way, I really don’t know if he should be lucky or not.

There must be a proper sense of distance between artists and fans. Even if artists sacrifice most of their privacy, artists are not insects that are all-round and without blind spots to be observed. Even gossip journalists who live by exploring artists’ privacy can never touch them.

Not only did this Miss Suzuki get his address—a number of fans who have been exposed to where the house is, but it would be absolutely too bad to come to her like her and she also intends to attack her personally.

By the way, the strange spray was seen by Miss Suzuki on a personal homepage on the Internet. She prepared such a spray that was said to be "fascinating" according to the recipe provided above.
Chapter completed!