"How is it?" Toru Watanabe calmed down and asked curiously.

Rin Kiyono watched it again, nodded and said, "As expected of Mr. Watanabe, who is full of lies. His acting skills are worthy of recognition."

"I always feel like you are scolding me."

"Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

"No, not at all. I'm very happy to be praised for my acting skills."

Rin Kiyono rolled his eyes at Toru Watanabe who didn't mean what he said, and clicked on the video he just took: "Take a look."

Watanabe Toru leaned his head over and was about to take a look, but something unexpected happened - the wind in the forest blew through Qingye Rin's hair, and there was a fragrance that made him feel very comfortable.

Watanabe Toru's eyes couldn't help but move to the side of the girl's face. Her skin was white and her bright eyes were focused.

The long black hair that has just been washed has clear roots and is swaying gently without any weight.

One minute of footage passed quickly.

"How's it going?" Kiyono Rin raised his head and asked softly, but he happened to catch the sight of Toru Watanabe.

The two of them were very close, and her hair, which was blown by the wind, occasionally slipped past her long, muscular and graceful arms.

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

The hustle and bustle of the Jingu Stadium in the distance faintly reached my ears again.

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

A closer look shows that his arms are so thick, and he obviously looks thinner.

"Compared to making movies, I suddenly felt that I might be able to make a lot of money by taking photos."

Rin Kiyono was stunned for a moment. After calming down, he said angrily: "Please, there is a limit to your narcissism, Mr. Toru Watanabe."

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

Qingye Rin sneered and snorted, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Toru Watanabe looked at her retreating back proudly.

Being able to gain the upper hand in the conversation with Rin Kiyono is a very satisfying thing - I don't know if other people think so, at least he does.

"police."

"Eh? Wait wait!"

Watanabe Toru hurriedly chased after him, took two steps, remembered the tripod and long-pole microphone he had put aside, and ran back to get them.

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

"Qingye, Qingye classmate, Qingye God-sama, minister, I will say one thing!"

Qingye Rin stood there and looked at him: "In one sentence, you say."

"Those two sentences..."

Before Tetsu Watanabe finished speaking, Rin Kiyono continued to walk away without looking back.

"It's wrong, it's wrong! I'm narcissistic, I'm talking nonsense, I won't take photos anymore."

Watanabe Toru followed Kiyono Rin like a mangy dog ​​clinging to a swan.

Qingye Rin didn't stop until he walked into the shade of a tree.

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

"No problem, but about calling the police...what do you think?"

"Did I say I wanted to call the police?" Qingye Rin looked at him doubtfully.

"……You lied to me?!"

"I never lie to people. Go ahead." After saying it lightly, Rin Kiyono sat down on the bench and turned his bill towards the police in charge of order in the distance and the crowds filing into the Jingu Stadium.

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

However, it is also because he does seem to have done a little too much wrongful things.

Helping Qingye Rin buy water was something he had promised, and Toru Watanabe would not break his promise on such a matter.

There is a white vending machine nearby with the words 'The winning rate is 7 out of 1000!!!'

Watanabe Toru took out his wallet. There was only a 100 yen coin in it, so he had to stuff a thousand yen note and buy a bottle of oolong tea and wave soda.

The change clattered down, and there was no doubt that I had not won the prize.

If there was a seven-in-a-thousand chance of success, Toru Watanabe would not leave the system there in a semi-abandoned state.

It's not right to think so.

If he hadn't been worried about being discovered by Miki Kujo if he behaved abnormally, he would be a rising star in the business world now, with physical strength exceeding human limits and selling fruit knives and cosmetics.

"Too slow." Qingye Rin complained.

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

The two of them walked under the sun for a long time. They were already thirsty and started drinking immediately.

After replenishing the water, Rin Kiyono put the PET bottle with more than half of the liquid aside with a slightly satisfied look on his face, picked up the SLR again, pointed the camera at the dense crowd, and kept taking pictures.

In the distant ashes of the sunset, there are airplane clouds piercing the sky.

Sitting under the shade of a summer tree, Toru Watanabe gestured with the soda bottle in the air, imagining that an airplane flew into the bottle, and then took a sip of the soda as if tasting the flavor of the airplane.

The two of them stayed on the bench until the heroine Miki Kujo appeared.

Wearing a long black dress with a belt tightly wrapped around her waist, highlighting her tight waist, she looked like a female temptress in the dark night, walking slowly towards here with elegant steps.

Watanabe Toru felt that this outfit was in line with his research direction, but Kiyono Rin frowned: "This outfit is too different from his image."

"Then change the heroine to my image." Miki Kujo said domineering words that fit her image perfectly.

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

"Then we have to read the script." Kujo Miki sneered.

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

Kujo Miki glanced at it casually, then laughed and said, "Plagiarism?"

She had not read "Love Letter", but Toru Watanabe, who was lying on the same bed and taking a nap, and who was not sleeping, told her about the origin of the script.

"This is a cultural festival for high school students. The flute club plays music for a fee, the drama club rehearses popular plays, and the human observation club adapts popular movies. Are there any questions, Kujo-san?" Rin Kiyono made a series of parallels and looked directly at him with great momentum.

Kujo Miki's eyes.

"No problem." Miki Kujo returned the script to Kiyono Rin, "It's just a very ordinary adaptation."

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

Watanabe Toru silently took back his hand that wanted to pick up the script.

He hasn't seen it yet.

Forget it, resolving the conflict at hand is much more important than reading any script.

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

"Mei Ji, no matter what the script is, you must play the heroine!"

"Are you ordering me?" As soon as she sat down, Kujo Miki crossed her slender legs habitually, folded her arms, and assumed the posture of a queen.

"How is that possible?" Toru Watanabe rubbed her slender shoulders, "I don't want to play the leading role with other girls, so you just fulfill my wish and play the leading role, okay?"

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

Qingye Rin on the side frowned, his expression ugly.

Watanabe Toru winked at her.

'This is for the crew, don't make trouble.'

'A man who tells lies is disgusting.'

Toru Watanabe didn't know whether it was translated into this specifically, but the look in Kiyono Rin's eyes was indeed very disgusting and angry, which probably meant the same thing.

Rin Kiyono had no idea what a miserable ending the hero would have had if the heroine had been someone else, and the hero who had so many tricks up his sleeve that he was afraid of the police - squeezed dry? He didn't know either.

Watanabe Toru shook Kujo Miki's soft and graceful body: "Just promise me this time, okay?"

Kujo Miki's small and delicate nose exhaled helplessly: "I really owed you my last life."

"Great!" Toru Watanabe gave Rin Kiyono a proud look of "done".

The result was an even more disgusted face.

It's so difficult to be the male protagonist, really.

Watanabe Toru suddenly felt envious of Kyon who was doing chores. He pointed the camera at the seniors wearing maid outfits or bunny girl outfits. That was what a serious male protagonist should do.

But that's because Haruhi Suzumiya is the director and will never allow Kyon, whom she likes, to act opposite other girls. If Miki Kujo is the director, he is also a chore...

etc.
To be continued...