Hashimoto let go of Fukawa's hand and apologized with a smile, "Sorry, Mai Mai, I stopped you. But I think there is a better solution to the matter."

Her smile contained no malice. The only thing that made Fukagawa uncomfortable was probably the calmness and calmness revealed in her eyes, as if everything that happened was what she had expected. It was like a bottomless pool, no matter how hard you plunged into it,

Large and heavy stones will soon fall back to rest.

Maybe it has something to do with Hashimoto's experience. In my memory, it's rare to see her show a frightened expression when encountering such a thing. Wakazuki was attacked at the handshake meeting, and during the Bunshun incident in the fifth chapter, amidst the panic of other members, only

There she was surprisingly calm.

Fukawa tightened his fingers, and the spring was suppressed even more tightly.

"Mai-chan!" Hashimoto shouted loudly, "Why are you still standing there?"

"...Me?" Bai Shi opened his eyes in shock as if he had just come to his senses.

"In the end, it's all your problem. Didn't you admit it just now?"

"..."

Seeing that she was still hesitant, Hashimoto said loudly, "Sayauri's house is in the opposite direction."

The implication is that Matsumura will probably not go home and stay outside. Even if she is not an idol, a young woman wandering alone at night in Tokyo cannot be said to be very safe, not to mention that she has drunk some wine, and now she is in the mood

When you are depressed.

Shiraishi's expression froze, and he quickly took steps to jog, crossing Hashimoto and Fukawa, "Nanamin, you go back first, I will send Sayuri home." After saying that, he disappeared around the corner of the street.

"What happened?" Fukawa looked at Eto.

Wei Teng's expression was not very good at the moment. She shook her head in embarrassment, "Not long after I came out, it seems that Sayuri asked Mayi to go back with her. Mayi said that she had something to do with Nanamin, and then I don't know.

What's going on, Sayuri is a little angry..."

"Should we catch up too? It's not good to just leave the two of them like this." Weito still looked a little worried.

Maybe he felt that he was also responsible for letting Matsumura drink.

"Then Mai Mai and I will go after her and have a look. MISA, go to Sayuri's house and see if she has gone back. Maybe she will come back home after a while."

"Well, I'll go over now."

Wei Teng waved and stopped cars on the street.

"If Sayuri goes back, don't forget to give us a call." Hashimoto shouted to her.

"Okay, I understand." Eito responded behind the lowered car window.

Now, only Hashimoto and Fukawa were left in front of the store.

"Let's go, Mai Mai." Hashimoto patted Fukawa on the shoulder.

"Nanamin, do you know where Sayuri went?"

"perhaps."

"……where?"

"Sayuri probably wanted to stay alone for a while and didn't want anyone to find her, so she didn't go home. But at the same time, she was very conflicted. Did she get into trouble with Mai? Damn it.

Party..."

She smiled and said, "I don't know if my guess is correct or not. People always subconsciously dodge their truest thoughts. Elementary school students deliberately do annoying things to the girls they like and want to pursue them.

On the contrary, I am afraid that getting too close will lead to disillusionment of expectations. The more repressed something is, the more uncontrollable it becomes, and it will get worse.”

"..."

"Sayuri should be like this too. She wants to hide from everyone and be alone, but also subconsciously expects to be found. Therefore, she should be in a place that both Shiraishi and she know, and this place has special meaning to her."

Fukawa thought of what Matsumura said to her in the drink shop.

"...Nogizaka...subway station?"

Although this is not the place where she first met Shiraishi, it must have a special meaning for her. But can Shiraishi be found...

"Did you hear that?" Hashimoto asked.

Fukawa nodded.

"That would be much more convenient," Hashimoto said with a smile, "We can just go there and wait for them. Maybe they will arrive first."

However, Fukawa could not relax no matter what.

The more Hashimoto showed her effective control over the situation, the more frustrated she became. Matsumura came to discuss with her. Are all the plans she made for this just useless?

What exactly are you looking forward to...

——

If he doesn't go home, Matsumura really has nowhere to go.

Maybe going to other members' homes at this time is also an option. She still remembers the route to Wu Geng's home, but it's not a good idea to bother others.

The party Fukawa prepared to help her ended in a bad atmosphere, even though she didn't mean it.

Her cheeks were still hot. She couldn't believe that she was angry at Shiraishi. She didn't know whether it was the effect of alcohol or the depression she had been holding in her heart. She was standing in the second row for eight and nine of this year's singles.

In the position, Shiraishi and Hashimoto stood in front of her in pairs. They were not unhappy, but they inevitably felt a little left behind.

Of course, this idea may be a bit rude to Eto and Fukawa who have been in the back row.

Coupled with the various news and comments that came out when he inadvertently searched his name on the Internet. Weito did say that he should not search his name on the Internet if he had nothing to do, but he couldn't help it.

When I have no self-confidence, feel frustrated, or have some minor emotions, I always think that it would be great if someone could praise me, even if it is a stranger. There is no one who feels unhappy after being praised. If you praise me, you will definitely do it.

It will make people excited.

However, a simple denial is far more sharp than ten words of praise. Praise makes people happy, but bad words can leave invisible wounds.

Under the camera, the more you smile nonchalantly, the more the emptiness becomes magnified, the sense of fatigue, lethargy, and enthusiasm are dissipated, and the previous momentum returns as dejectedly as hitting a wall.

After all, idols are just ordinary people.

She naturally knows that when she puts on the coat of an idol, she has to withstand corresponding responsibilities and expectations. However, maybe her mentality has not been adjusted yet. After being an idol for more than two years, being praised for being cute is no longer what it was at the beginning.

My heart is surging, but in the face of criticism and slander, I still cannot effectively face it.

She felt like a crystal ball being pushed by inertia, and she could no longer figure out what she wanted.

When she first participated in the audition, she was largely attracted by the word "group" above. She signed up with the idea that it would be great if she could make good friends. She did feel grateful for meeting Shiraishi, but it was perfect with him.

Standing together with Shiraishi, occasionally a sense of inferiority would arise in his heart.

She also knows that this is unnecessary and redundant, but she just can't stop it. There is no way, she has a bit of low self-esteem, so she learns to put on makeup, try to dress up, speak in a cute tone, and add some things that don't make people think

She is willing to try small deliberate actions and cute things that can be achieved through hard work.

If I could stand with Shiraishi and be more right...

At this time, he was lightly tapped on the shoulder.

Matsumura turned around in surprise, "Mai——"

But standing behind her was a man in his thirties. He looked at her with a little worry. When Matsumura turned around, his eyes lit up a little.

"Um, are you okay?"

"..."

"Where you're standing... it's better to move back a little, it's more dangerous."

Only then did Matsumura realize that he was now at a subway station and his feet were already on the inside of the yellow warning line.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Matsumura quickly pushed away. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the entrance.

At this moment, there were not many people in the subway station, only sparsely. The flight attendants were standing near the stairs, covering their mouths and yawning secretly.

Seeing that Matsumura had no intention of speaking, the man took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

"Do you want to use it? I see your eye frames are red..."

Matsumura shook his head and pushed his hand away, "No, thank you." The sense of alienation in his words was very obvious.

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Matsumura's cold response. He looked around and asked, "Would you like to take a rest in the seat next to you?"

"……No."

"You don't have to be so guarded." The man was rejected twice, and his smile was a little forced, "I don't mean any harm. No man will turn a blind eye when a cute girl like you is in a low mood."

Matsumura frowned and said nothing.

The man thought there was something interesting, so he got a little closer and said, "If you don't mind, we can go have a meal together. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm having some difficulties at work and I just want to find someone to talk to. It should be the same with you.

Well. I know a French restaurant nearby that makes great foie gras. I’ll treat you to it.”

The man's words were polite and mature, but Matsumura had just had a falling out with Shiraishi and felt disgusted by his attentiveness.

"Need not--"

"No need, this is my friend, we are together."

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Matsumura thought it was a man and subconsciously tried to throw it away. However, the clear but determined voice coming from her ears stopped her movements.
Chapter completed!