My Tokyo Celebrity Girlfriend Is Love-Struck, What Should I Do? - Chapter 10

Fool

“Hey, Hayata-chan, take a break and have some water.”

Asuka placed a water cup next to the computer desk, and a steaming hot mist rose from the cup.

“Thank you.”

Kimura paused in his work, straightened his back, and rotated his neck, producing a series of crisp sounds from his body.

Long hours of sitting had left him feeling a bit stiff.

He picked up the water cup from the table and took a few sips.

While Kimura was drinking water, Asuka took the mouse and gently scrolled through the document.

She was curious about the script Kimura had written.

It felt like reading a novel, and she couldn’t help but want to finish it as soon as possible.

Asuka was very curious about the ultimate fate of the lovers in the script.

“How about coming over here to read?”

Watching Asuka getting closer, almost leaning into his arms, Kimura moved the water cup aside and smiled.

Asuka’s cheeks puffed slightly, and her bright eyes looked at him.

“Hayata-chan, I want to read it all at once.”

As an actress, Asuka had watched numerous movies during her leisure time, including many in the genre of youth romance. 

However, she had never encountered a setting quite like the one Kimura depicted.

A girl who wakes up every day only to forget the events of the previous day, and the tender and artistic young man who loves her.

It seemed like a story of youthful pain and sorrow, and such love appeared to be inevitably incomplete.

Yet, it was precisely this delicate, cautious touch that bound their love together.

Asuka was filled with curiosity, eager to know what would happen next.

Her expression resembled that of a pitiful little cat, and a strand of hair hung down on the girl’s rosy lips.

Kimura reached out, tucking the strand of hair behind the girl’s ear, revealing a gentle smile on his face.

“Okay.”

“Hmm?”

Asuka blushed on her cheeks and blinked with a puzzled expression.

Kimura put down the water cup in his hand and reached for the mouse.

“I’ve finished the main content of the script. What’s left are the details of each scene and some finer points. I’ll organize the plot and send it to you.”

Asuka responded with a casual “Oh,” her lips curving into a slight smile.

Her gaze shifted to the empty water cup on the computer desk. She picked it up, refilled it from the kitchen, and placed it beside Kimura.

Golden and bright sunlight streamed into the room, casting everything in a hazy glow.

In the small rental apartment, the sound of keyboard typing echoed.

Asuka pulled a tatami mat from the bedroom cabinet and spread it on the floor in front of the coffee table.

Ding ding.

A mobile phone message alert sounded.

Asuka kicked off her slippers and sat down cross-legged on the tatami mat.

Fingers glided across the screen, opening the pinned chat on Line where the name 【Kimura Hayata】 lay.

Kimura had sent her a document.

Asuka subtly turned her head to look behind her, at the slender figure sitting in front of the computer desk.

Her eyes lit up with joy.

Kimura had sent her the document for “Even If This Love Disappears from the World Tonight.”

Opening the document, she found content slightly different from what she had seen on the computer.

……

“Even If This Love Disappears from the World Tonight” in the previous life was originally adapted from a novel with the same name.

While writing the script, Kimura combined the novel with the visual elements of the film, reworking the current script.

Fortunately, in this life, he studied directing, and the school offered relevant courses in scriptwriting.

Although his knowledge in the field wasn’t extensive…

It was still more than sufficient for creating his graduation project.

In addition to the script for the actors, he also needed to outline the script and scene descriptions for filming.

Different scenes already had a rough outline in Kimura’s mind.

Although he didn’t want it to be so troublesome, if he wanted to shoot the work more quickly in a short amount of time, these things were indispensable.

These were just the preparations for the script before filming…

What truly gave Kimura a headache were many other issues, such as limited budget, how to faithfully reproduce the scenes from the script, casting for various roles, and more.

Just thinking about them made his head spin.

Kimura stared at the cursor jumping on the screen, rubbing his nose bridge with his hand.

When the script was almost completed, it was time to contact the photography department’s external support recommended by Koike Yui, that kouhai named Koike Koichi.

Speaking of which, Koike Koichi, Koike Yui… Koike? These two wouldn’t have any relation, right?

Kimura mumbled to himself, picking up the water glass on the computer desk and taking a sip.

Fingers fiddling with the cup, the cool water moistened his dry throat, bringing a refreshing sensation throughout his body.

Suddenly, Kimura remembered that he hadn’t heard Asuka’s voice for a long time.

He wondered what she was up to.

With these thoughts in mind, Kimura turned to look behind him.

The bright and soft light fell on Asuka. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, bathed in an ethereal glow.

Asuka knelt on the tatami with her back to him, her petite figure slightly leaning forward. 

There was a large notebook on the coffee table, and she seemed to be writing something.

A pair of delicate, soft feet bathed in sunlight, the exquisite toes gently swaying in the air, radiating a snowy white and gentle light.

“What is Asuka doing?”

Kimura leaned back in his chair, trying to get a clear view of the girl’s current actions.

Asuka turned her head, her eyes seemingly a bit swollen.

“What’s wrong?” Kimura raised an eyebrow, sitting up straight.

Asuka’s clear eyes gazed at him. 

After a while, she pursed her lips and said, “Kamiya Toru has passed away, and Maori Hino’s memories have been stolen… It’s so regrettable the way Hayata-chan wrote it…”

Kimura was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized that Asuka was talking about the main characters Kamiya Toru and Maori Hino in the script.

“Just crying over this?” Kimura chuckled.

“They could have been a perfect match, as if destined by fate.”

“Asuka is right.”

Kimura didn’t argue. In fact, when he watched this movie in his previous life, he felt a deep sense of loss for a long time.

Just when everyone thought the weakest point of this love story was Maori Hino’s memory, Kamiya Toru’s sudden death was indeed hard to accept.

“Even though Toru-san said he wanted to make Hino happy every day…” Asuka’s eyes dropped.

Seeing this, Kimura quickly changed the subject, saying, “What are you writing, Asuka?”

He pointed to the thick book spread out on the coffee table, which seemed to have a lot of writing by Asuka.

“A diary.”

“Eh?”

Kimura blinked, not remembering Asuka mentioning her habit of writing diaries.

Asuka reached for the book on the table, her fingers flipping through the pages, filled with neat and graceful handwriting.

She turned to the first page of the diary, where several large and cute words were written.

【Don’t forget Hayata-chan!!】

“Hayata-chan, I want to write all the memories with Hayata-chan in this diary… If I ever lose my memory like Hino, I won’t forget Hayata-chan.”

The girl’s eyes were full of light, and a soft smile adorned her delicate face.

Kimura stared at her in amazement.

“Asuka…”

“Yes~”

“Fool…”

“Eh?!”