My Tokyo Celebrity Girlfriend Is Love-Struck, What Should I Do? - Chapter 39

Familiar Face in Despair

Overnight, Asuka’s latest T-site post surged to the trending topics list. However, it ranked at the bottom and quickly disappeared from the trending topics.

As for the video, the most common comments were curiosity about whether Asuka was planning to resume her entertainment activities and various speculations about the man in the video and the storyline.

【Is there such a male artist in the entertainment industry? He looks handsome, but I have no impression of him.】

【Is Asuka-chan planning to restart her entertainment career? Always support Asuka-chan.】

【Which movie is this? It looks like a pure love film? The male actor seems like a newcomer.】

【After leaving the agency, the quality of scripts Asuka-chan can get might be affected.】

“…”

Asuka lowered her head, scrolling through the comments on her dynamic.

“What are you looking at, Asuka-chan? We’re about to start shooting.”

Amemiya Nao walked over to Asuka, taking a seat on a nearby chair.

“So, Nao-chan also posted this video?” Asuka shook her phone and asked.

“Oh, is it about this? Kimura-kun just asked me to help post it on T-site.” Amemiya took out her phone and opened her T-site homepage.

“Well, it’s been sent.”

As Asuka stared at Amemiya’s latest dynamic, which was the video, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Arigato, Nao-chan!”

“Eh? Why is Asuka-chan thanking me?” Amemiya asked in confusion.

“I’m thanking Nao-chan on behalf of Kimura Hayata…”

Asuka’s eyes curved slightly, revealing a happy smile.

Thanking her on behalf of Kimura Hayata? Something strange seemed to touch her mind…

For an instant, Amemiya’s lips unconsciously curled up, and she shifted her gaze nervously to the ground.

“Oh, I see…”

“What are you smiling about, Nao-chan?”

Asuka blinked.

“Ah, it’s nothing. Asuka-chan, go ahead, it’s almost time for your scenes with Kimura-kun.”

Amemiya waved her hand in a fluster.

“Huh?” Asuka wanted to continue asking, but she heard someone calling her name nearby.

Helpless, Asuka had to give up on further questioning.

The girl stood up slowly, stuffing the pink hot water bag into Amemiya’s arms.

“I’ll leave Ugly Meow Maru to you.”

“Yes~”

Watching Asuka trot towards Kimura, Amemiya slowly withdrew her gaze.

Does this thing really work?

Staring at the cute and ugly cat pattern, Amemiya slowly pressed the hot water bag against her abdomen.

……

After shooting the main dating scene in the script last time, most of the scenes involving Kamiya Toru and Hino Maori were left with scattered dating shots.

Unlike the previous shots that could last a long time, the subsequent dating scenes required constant changes of locations.

Under the tall Ferris wheel, at a roadside restaurant, in an empty bookstore, on the campus streets…

In the frame, Asuka held her phone, walking beside Kimura.

Members of the film crew surrounded the two.

Even though everyone knew it was a shoot, watching the two in front of them made everyone involuntarily curve their lips slightly.

Ah! If only all this were real!

Yoshida Ikumi, standing at the edge of the crew, suddenly noticed Amemiya, who was also standing inconspicuously watching the shoot.

She pushed her glasses up her nose and walked toward Amemiya, who was deeply absorbed.

“Amemiya-san.”

Yoshida’s voice made Amemiya, holding Ugly Meow Maru, shiver slightly.

“So it’s you.”

Amemiya stretched and patted her chest. “Yoshida-san, is there something you need?”

With a mysterious smile, Yoshida shook her phone.

“The latest version has been edited. Would Amemiya-san like to take a look?”

“The latest version?” Amemiya repeated in confusion.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, her cheeks turned slightly red.

“Well, what’s the point…”

“Eh? But Amemiya-san is also here to watch Kimura-senpai and Asuka-senpai’s shoot, right? Amemiya-san never cared about it before…”

“I, I’m studying Asuka-chan’s acting.”

A trace of disappointment crossed Yoshida’s face.

“Oh… since that’s the case, then I won’t disturb you, Amemiya-san.”

Yoshida put away her phone and turned to walk away.

“Yoshida-san, please wait…”

Just a few steps away, Amemiya’s urgent voice came from behind.

Yoshida turned around in bewilderment to look at Amemiya.

“Um… can you send me a copy, too?”

……

After the shoot, it was already afternoon.

Due to the multitude of scenes today, ranging from diverse locations, Kimura decided to stay with the members of the editing team to finish processing the footage together.

However…

The task of selecting scenes was delegated to Yoshida and others, leaving Kimura with some free time.

After giving simple instructions to the members of the editing team, Kimura casually left the photography department, strolling around the campus.

Even in the chilling winter, you could still see many girls wearing skirts within the Kiyomi Art University campus.

Speaking of which, in the city of Tokyo, you could encounter skirt-wearing girls all year round.

Big cities are indeed vast!

Kimura marveled at this, and unknowingly, his feet led him towards the direction of the male dormitory.

Since moving out of the dormitory in his third year, apart from occasional stays in school accommodations, it had been a long time since he walked through this area.

Kimura walked towards the apartment building, occasionally seeing a few couples walking together on the roadside.

They should all be here to visit their significant others in the dormitory…

Suddenly, Kimura saw on a bench in front of an apartment building, a young man sitting despondently with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

It seemed like he was one of the lucky ones who either experienced a breakup or had his confession rejected.

As he passed by the bench, Kimura couldn’t resist turning his head to get a better look at the guy’s expression at the moment.

Seemingly aware, the young man on the bench also lifted his head and glanced over.

Their eyes met.

Kimura halted in his tracks.

“Eh? Fujikawa-kun?”

“Kimura-kun?”

The two almost simultaneously spoke, looking at each other with surprise written across their faces.

Kimura’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he never expected that the disheartened man sitting on the bench…

Turned out to be his college roommate?! Fujikawa Yuki.

Kimura turned around, his gaze sweeping over the bouquet of flowers in Fujikawa’s hand, then looking at his awkward and astonished expression.

“Uh… Fujikawa-kun, I just happened to pass by here, and I…”

“I broke up.”

“…”

He said it anyway. Kimura helplessly closed his mouth.

“Kimura-kun, are you free tonight?”

“Well, I…”

“If Kimura-kun is really busy, it’s okay. After all… I’ve always been abandoned by others…”

“…”