160 160 Umehara Umeka 3

I sent Lina to the station.

And on the road back to the hotel, my phone shook.

"Young man, are you still here?

"This is about Tokyo, right?"

The person on the phone was Umehara.

'That's right. If you're here, come and text me now. "

And only said the place unilaterally, Mr. Umehara hung up.

He's unsolicited. I guess I live on my own timeline.

I went to the hotel once and took a shower. [M]

And with minimal baggage, I went outside.

The sun was setting.

But the heat of the day persists in proclaiming it a concrete jungle.

Salaries rushing their way home.

I sweat on my forehead even after work and travel around Tokyo clutter.

When we got to the station, the amount of people even increased.

After checking the address several times via email, I go to the place where Umehara told me to go.

It was an unpretentious restaurant and seemed quite upscale.

When I arrive at the store, I am guided to a private room by a waiter with a smile on his face.

"Whoa, here you come, young man. Can I get you a beer?

He's a minor.

With that answer, I sat down against Umebara-san.

A college student writer with grated golden hair and a summery outfit called an orange shirt.

A glass of red wine was on hand and the meal was already on its way.

"Do you want something to eat?

I told Umehara as the menu was handed to the waiter.

"I don't have that kind of money."

"Don't be so busy, your sister will luxury you."

When it comes to your sister, she looks young.

Though the chest is quite well developed, the body was minimal for Lina.

"Then..."

I ordered it reluctantly. [M]

"So, suddenly what is it?

"Don't be cold...... I missed you alone"

"Really? Oh, there's going to be a new issue."

I decided to offer the topic. [M]

"Oh, that one... I managed to finish writing it"

"Are you satisfied?

Umehara smiles lusciously at the question.

"There's no way you're going to put an unsatisfied piece into the world"

"That was a stupid question."

"Oh, that's a stupid question."

There is an atmosphere where the child is stretching out.

But Umebara-san is never stretching his back.

He just looks like that because he looks young, and he's actually a young novelist who's run up to the front lines of the literary world in the last few years.

"Oh, this is still off the record..."

Mr. Umehara said he was eating the dishes served.

It's a private room. No one but me and Mr. Umehara.

Still, Umebara confirmed the absence of others by looking to the left and right.

"I've decided to make a movie about my debut"

"... it's, wow"

I took a good look at Umehara-san's eyes when I stopped eating the food.

"Congratulations"

"Thanks. It's going to be unveiled next year, but the actress in the star is ideal."

"Who is it?

"You know, I'm an actress named Naeka, and it's a katakana notation"

I thought about it, but I didn't know.

Honestly telling that, Umehara nodded.

"I guess. But we're going to sell it. If you're interested, you should look into it."

From then on, it was about the signing.

He said it seemed quite popular and that he had high expectations for a new issue about whether the flyer had worked as well.

"That's right. Young people."

"Yes?"

"It's her, what happened to that girl?

It's Lino.

"I'm home now. I'm staying at the hotel tomorrow because I need help in Tokyo."

"Right... so, that kid..."

I frowned and Mr. Umebara began to ask.

"How old?

"Huh? Oh... I'm thirteen"

"Crime!

"What do you say?

If it's Japanese law, I'm not supposed to be a criminal.

Umehara sighed before poking her pretty lips out.

"I figured younger was better?

"That's not true... there's no such thing as a decision in me"

"Phew."

After a meaningful nod, Umebara-san drank the wine.

"Another house, you want to go?

"Umehara-san is"

"Ume is fine"

"Huh?"

"That's what everyone calls me around me"

Umehara Umeka, so my nickname is Ume.

What a simple, old-fashioned smell.

But that's probably what nicknames are for.

"Then, Mr. Ume"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you invite me?

"So I miss you alone"

That can't be right.

If you become a writer like Ume, there will be plenty of guys to drink with you.

Beautiful appearance, good for everyone.

"With my boyfriend"

"I'm not here, that kind of thing"

Ume answers the bluff stick.

I may have touched something I shouldn't have touched.

"Wouldn't you like to go into too much privacy?

"Excuse me."

"Nothing, but I'm not going into the young man's private life either."

Earlier, they've already forgotten that she's getting older.

"I have to go to Sukoshi University tomorrow, because it won't be too late"

It would also be because of alcohol.

Ume blushing her cheeks was oddly colorful.

Unlike Lina, whom I had met earlier, she had an adult luster.

Even though you look young, the aroma you brew is still intense.

"Fine, but you don't want a drinker, do you?

Answering that, Mr. Ume slapped his hand.

"That's it. It's gone. Then let's drink again in my house."

"So I'm a minor..."