novelinnhs Chapter 133 Chemistry Doesn't Lie
Chapter 133 Chemistry Doesn't Lie
"This is outrageous! Unbelievable!"
"The enemy put on a show right under our noses, and it didn't even go wrong!?"
The subordinates remained silent.
The operation was indeed a major failure, and there is no room for argument.
Moreover, in the afternoon they would have to use Momochi's useless newbies as supporting characters for the opposing team.
Thinking about this, Kuroda Karito felt that it would be better to just breach the contract.
Of course, this is something I can only think about in my heart. I have made many enemies in Sakaki Geisha. If I reveal any flaws, everyone will turn against me.
"Go, find a few of our own artists in the team. They absolutely have to outshine them in this afternoon's performance!"
"Get the equipment fixed..."
"Boss, if we feature our own artists, then..."
Using entertainers privately is also a problem for Kuroda.
Without preparation, a large-scale mobilization on short notice cannot go unnoticed. If the enemy captures them, they will have to run for a long time.
"Go and do it!"
Kuroda glared fiercely at his subordinate.
In any case, he didn't want to lose to Nakajima Hiroshi in this matter.
But Nakajima Hiroshi wasn't in the mood to compete with him too much right now. He needed to thank the artists he had helped, celebrate his own success, and... Shiraishi Yu clearly needed to be taken care of.
"Sister Shiraishi, shall we go to the hospital?"
She hugged her shoulders and huddled in her seat.
"No."
Yu Shiraishi's teeth were chattering as he spoke.
"Hold the celebration banquet as usual. Nakajima Hiroshi, communicate well with all the artists who came today, and accept those who seem suitable. I..."
She covered her mouth and gagged.
"Misaki Tachibana is making arrangements over there. I will invite them to visit one by one later. Driver, to the hospital."
"No need to go to the hospital, go home. I have medicine at home. Also, Asuka..."
Nakajima Hiro understood her meaning. After settling Shiraishi Yu, Oki Asuka said.
"Asuka, you and Misaki-nee go in the same car over there."
"Leave this to me."
"Well... call us if you need anything, including Shiraishi-neechan."
Yu Shiraishi raised his hand, trying to make an OK sign, but it was completely distorted.
The pheromones are exploding wildly.
(Get out of here, Nakajima Hiroshi! I don't want anyone to see me like this!)
(Damn it, just hang in there a little longer, get rid of them first, and I can just tough it out on my own when I have an attack!)
(By the way, let's trick him into leaving first.)
"I'm fine here, I'll be alright after taking the medicine. This isn't the first time this has happened. Shouldn't you be... right now?"
"Driver, please drive carefully, thank you."
Nakajima Hiroshi ignored her refusal.
Although we can hear Shiraishi Yu's inner thoughts, it doesn't mean that his inner thoughts are correct.
Given her current weakened state, the journey home might be dangerous; if someone were to harbor ill intentions, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Therefore, regardless of the circumstances, it is necessary to send her home and observe her for a while, which has nothing to do with her personal dignity.
(Damn it, it was the same during previous performances, one after another meddling and insisting on coming back with me.)
(And then they disappeared from my side one by one.)
(Haha, relationships between people are so fragile and unreliable.)
(Get out of here, get out of here, all of you get far away—!)
She kept pushing Nakajima Hiroshi, but her strength was very weak.
"Sir, perhaps you should drive to the hospital instead."
"Drive your car and stop talking nonsense."
Shiraishi Yu glared weakly at the driver, then leaned her head back in the seat, her gaze somewhat vacant.
(That bastard Nakajima Hiroshi is probably impossible to get rid of.)
(Oh well, never mind.)
(It's just that I'm back to being alone, so it doesn't matter...)
"Feel sorry."
Hiroshi Nakajima apologized on behalf of Yu Shiraishi.
"No, I'm just not feeling well, everyone can understand..."
The words were kind, but Shiraishi Yu suddenly glared fiercely at the driver.
It seems that in this state, she is quite averse to "pity".
Nakajima Hiroshi understood.
The driver was quite good; the car was fast and steady, and we arrived at Baishiyou's residential area in no time.
"That's enough for now. Let's go back and attend the victory celebration."
(I'll just push him out in a bit, then lock the door, yes...)
(Seriously, just hang in there a little longer, and the problem will be solved.)
(What a meddlesome fool! Doesn't he have any sense of propriety? Everyone has secrets they don't want others to see!)
(Just back down honestly; there's still room for maneuver!)
Hiroshi Nakajima is indeed considering returning the item.
Of course, I wasn't scared by Shiraishi Yu's pheromones, but I could sense that she did have a certain dignity that she had to maintain.
Her attitude towards the driver in the car was already very unlike her usual self.
This inevitable loss of control is perhaps a situation that deserves respect.
"Ms. Shiraishi, would you like me to stay nearby?"
He asked.
"No need, go back to your victory celebration."
"I went to so much trouble to lay a solid foundation for you, and you just abandon the scene and come with me? Are you trying to move me with your concern?"
"Don't make these kinds of decisions again. You're the team leader. The only right thing to do is make us feel that following you will lead to a better future. Nobody cares about these trivial details!"
"Go back and try to convince those artists to cooperate properly; maybe a lot of them are just dreamers!"
...The wording has become harsh.
But Nakajima Hiroshi knew that this was a side effect of his abilities; whether he was sincere or not was another matter, but politeness was definitely not something he needed to worry about.
(Hahaha.)
(This image is starting to crumble; I guess this collaboration is over!)
(Everyone says not to meddle in other people's business, but honestly...)
(Go back now. Don't use your normal human thinking to think about things like care and affection. Keep your distance, you bastard Nakajima Hiroshi!)
"I understand, I will try my best to ensure the artists' treatment..."
"They should be paid according to their own abilities, how much they earn should be given to them. Don't they understand this basic principle?"
"Go back to your business, goodbye!"
"Bang!"
The door was closed, and then it was hurriedly locked, with the knob turned twice.
Nakajima Hiroshi stood outside the door, facing the tightly closed door, and remained silent for a moment.
He raised his hand to knock, but in the end, his fingers stopped an inch from the door.
Perhaps for this guy, maintaining a decent appearance is more important than cheap care.
Respect it.
"Call me if you need anything."
He paused, as if he wanted to say something more.
"in addition……"
"I have a doctor! Mind your own business!"
medicine……
It makes you feel calm, dizzy, and lightheaded after eating it...
And, bitterness.
creak, creak.
"Gulp."
Swallow.
……
Chemistry doesn't lie.
Once swallowed, the expected calmness, depression, and numbness will all be present.
As her body quieted down, Shiraishi Yu felt dazed, like a trembling, isolated island.
very nice.
Hahaha.
very nice……
Shiraishi Yu, her hair disheveled, slumped on the sofa, panting heavily.
She didn't even know what had happened, but the surroundings were already a mess.
There are security cameras at home, but I'm afraid to watch them.
There are multiple painful areas on my palm; it looks like I've accidentally scratched many places.
But she was already used to all of this, and simply raised her arm, looking at it in a daze.
My hands trembled slightly.
Finally, she burst into tears.
She didn't know what she was feeling wronged about.
Or perhaps they know, but there are too many and too complicated things involved, and even they themselves can't explain it clearly.