My Tokyo Celebrity Girlfriend Is Love-Struck, What Should I Do? - Chapter 15

Wait for Me to Come Back

Early morning.

Kimura looked at the message sent by Koike Yui on Line.

Koike Yui: [Come to my office in the morning.]

Kimura Hayata: [Is it about the script?]

Koike Yui: [… It’s about everything.]

Kimura Hayata: [I’ll be there right away.]

Hmm, it seems like there’s a lot to discuss. It’s probably not just about the script.

Kimura put away his phone and continued to eat the breakfast made by Asuka.

Without any surprises, Koike Yui should know about the news of her little brother being recruited.

He could even imagine the expression on Koike Yui’s face when she learned about this news, how splendid it must be.

Finishing the milk in his cup in one go, Kimura slung his black backpack over his shoulders.

Asuka was sitting quietly in the living room, writing in her diary.

According to Asuka, she wanted to record all the experiences she had with him from the day they met until now in her diary.

Although Kimura thought, who writes a diary normally…

But seeing Asuka’s happy and expectant expression, writing eagerly in her diary, he didn’t say much.

As long as Asuka felt happy.

That was enough.

Gazing at the girl bathed in the warmth of the winter sun, Kimura couldn’t help but smile.

The sunlight was bright, and in the radiant glow, Asuka lowered her head, delicately holding the pen to write in her charming and cute handwriting.

Strands of hair fell from the sides of her ears, gently obscuring the tranquil and soft cheeks of the girl.

Kimura walked slowly to Asuka’s side, reaching out to gently pinch her cheek.

“Mmm…”

He pinched her fair face into a small bun.

Asuka looked up, her clear eyes looking at him with a hint of grievance.

“It hurts.”

“Haha, sorry.”

Kimura released his hand.

A faint red mark appeared on Asuka’s fair cheek, and her flushed cheeks puffed up.

Suddenly, she noticed the backpack on Kimura’s back.

“Is Hayata-chan going out?”

“Yeah.”

“Where to?”

“School,” Kimura said helplessly, “Koike Yui-sensei probably knows that I fooled her brother into joining, and she’s likely waiting for me to surrender at the office.”

Asuka’s rosy lips lifted slightly, deliberately speaking with force.

“…Deserved.”

Kimura chuckled, glanced at the time.

“If everything goes well, I should be back before lunch.”

“Okay.”

Asuka nodded, her gaze wandering over the diary on the coffee table.

“Then I’ll be going.” Kimura turned around.

“Hayata-chan!”

A soft warmth came over his arm, and Kiimura lowered his head.

Asuka’s hand gripped his arm.

“Hmm?”

“Let’s have a picnic in the park together at noon.”

Asuka looked at him with anticipation.

“Sure, wait for me to come back.”

……

The door closed, and Asuka withdrew her gaze.

With her arm resting on the coffee table, her fair hand cradling her chin, she absentmindedly waved a pen over the diary.

Outside the window, a refreshing breeze tousled her hair, and Asuka’s cheeks flushed pink as her eyes focused on the diary.

【In the second week after the start of our sophomore year, Hayata-chan and I arranged to meet at the Kiyomi General Park… Hayata-chan was late.】

【I know Hayata-chan has to work long hours every day, so I forgive him.】

【In April, the park was filled with cherry blossoms, and on the way, we encountered an old man selling bouquets. One bouquet cost 3,000 yen… quite expensive, equivalent to the wages Hayata-chan earns from working for a long time. Afraid that Hayata-chan would spend money recklessly, I pulled him away…】

【…While preparing for the picnic, Hayata-chan went to the restroom…】

【I heard someone calling me, turned around, and saw a bouquet of flowers, followed by Hayata-chan’s face… Using the excuse of going to the restroom, Hayata-chan bought that bouquet.】

【In my ears were the gentle rustling of the wind, and the confession from Hayata-chan…】

【…From this point on, Hayata-chan, or rather, my boyfriend, became the most important person in my life…】

【…Of course, Otousan and Okaasan are equally important.】(1)

The black words on the diary reflected white light in the sunlight, creating a hazy atmosphere that seemed to bring back the scene from that day before her eyes.

……

Kiyomi Art University office.

Staring at the silent Koike Yui in front of him, Kimura Hayata swallowed hard.

“Koike-sensei, about my script…”

“Did Hayata-kun write this entire script?”

Koike Yui turned around, fingers tapping on the thick stack of scripts on the table.

Kimura averted his gaze from the abyss of darkness and nodded.

“All of it.”

Although she had no doubts about this answer, Koike Yui couldn’t help but take a sharp breath as she looked through the entire script.

She remembered the matter regarding the graduation project script…

It happened four days ago.

In four days, he wrote an entire commercial film script?! A very smooth main plot, interspersed with flashbacks and interludes.

Detailed down to every actor’s lines, expressions, and positions in each shot.

And those novel and captivating plot twists that made one want to watch the entire movie in one go.

Just by reading the script, Koike Yui could vividly project the entire film in her mind.

Such a script might not even be guaranteed by many film crews, right?

More importantly, this high-quality script was completed by a senior who had not yet graduated, in just four days.

Four days! Wasn’t that not enough time just to conceive every shot and plot?

Koike Yui looked at the creator standing in front of her, the originator of all this, and for a moment, she didn’t know where to start.

After a while.

“Hayata-kun, how long do you plan to shoot this script?”

Kimura pondered for a moment.

“Two hours, no, in actual shooting, it might not even reach two hours. Probably more than an hour.”

As expected, Koike Yui looked at him wordlessly.

“Do you still remember the requirements for the graduation project?”

“Choose either a documentary or a film category and shoot a film, right?”

Kimura looked puzzled, “Koike-sensei, why are you suddenly asking this?”

“Why do I ask this?” Koike Yui rubbed her forehead.

“Don’t you know that graduation projects sometimes have time constraints?”

“Huh?” Kimura widened his eyes.

Time constraints? He didn’t know…

He remembered at the beginning of this semester when he took on a lucrative late-night job.

This also led to him being in a daze during the daytime.

Maybe he missed it…

“Graduation projects in the directing department at Kiyomi Art University require a film category with a duration not less than fifteen minutes and not exceeding forty minutes.”

Koike Yui looked at him sternly.

“Not exceeding forty minutes?”

Kimura’s mouth hung open. There was such a rule?

Then, his script would be exceeding by a lot.

“Sorry,” Kimura apologized decisively.

“Compared to this…” Koike Yui crossed her arms, “Hayata-kun, your script is already far beyond the level expected of a student, isn’t it? It’s more like a complete commercial film script, isn’t it?”