"Hayashi-Sensei, this is the signature you wanted. Please accept it."
A little later, Yoko Okino suddenly handed the autograph she had obtained to Hayashi Yoshiki.
Facing his's surprise, Yoko Okino just chuckled and said, "Because I'm not a fan of Mr. Gunter, since you are more interested, it would be more valuable if I give this autograph to you."
"I see. Thank you, Ms. Yoko."
Hayashi Yoshiki finally chose to accept it.
It was almost dinner time after the performance, so to express his gratitude, Hayashi Yoshiki invited Yoko Okino to dinner.
The restaurant is an Italian restaurant recommended by Yoko Okino.
The two of them sat in the corner, and Yoko Okino seemed to be in a particularly good mood.
"Actually, I've wanted to eat at this restaurant for a long time, and today I finally got the chance to try it."
"Being a star is really hard."
"Yes, because my manager and assistant always keep an eye on me. Although I know they are responsible for me... sometimes I feel like I can't breathe."
"So is it okay to come out like this today?"
"It's okay. I've informed them of this action, and they should give me some time to relax."
While they were talking, the waiter brought the drink up first. After Yoko Okino took it and tried it, she even relaxed her brows: "Ah, it's sweet and delicious."
"Well, it's not bad." Hayashi Yoshiki also tried it - iced fruit tea, probably a drink like that.
"…Actually, I rarely have the chance to eat sweet things, so it's a bit exaggerated."
Yoko Okino felt a little embarrassed when she said this, but she didn't mean to complain. After she finished speaking, she suddenly whispered in a playful manner: "By the way, Hayashi-Sensei, I want to order an ice cream later. I have to ask you to keep this a secret for me."
"If Ms. Yoko only eats one portion."
"One portion is enough"
Yoko Okino laughed.
Soon the waiter brought the dishes ordered by the two to the table one after another. Seeing that the table was almost full even though they didn't order much, Hayashi Yoshikicouldn't help but look around.
"What's wrong, Sensei?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly found that Italian restaurants are really suitable for dates."
"Huh?"
"Have you noticed? All the tables here are very small."
Hayashi Yoshiki rested his elbows on the table and looked at Yoko Okino with a smile.
"Because the table is small, if you sit facing each other, the distance between you will be very close."
"..."
Yoko Okino held her breath slightly.
Facing Hayashi Yoshiki's delicate face and gentle smile, she seemed to subconsciously slow down her movements.
"But in comparison, authentic Chinese restaurants is not very suitable for dating." He said again.
"Why?"
"After all, the restaurant there has a very large round table. If a boy were to ask a girl what she wanted to eat while struggling to turn the glass, it wouldn't be a very romantic scene."
Yoko Okino tried to imagine it and was immediately amused.
"But not all Chinese restaurants have big round tables." After laughing, she said, "It seems that only the more upscale Chinese restaurants have those."
"That's true. But when it comes to Chinese food, I have a little trick to know if a Chinese restaurant is authentic."
"What is it?"
"Look at the name of the restaurant. For example, Chinese restaurants with names like 'Beijia Restaurant' or 'Qixing Restaurant' are probably not as reliable as restaurants with names like 'Tiantian Hongyun Restaurant'."
*TL Note: Yeah, I have no idea what that means.
"So that's how it is."
Okino Yoko looked as if she had learned something.
As a popular idol, she is surprisingly easy to get along with in private...
While eating, Hayashi Yoshiki observed her carefully - she was very relaxed and in a good mood, and her reaction when eating the delicious food was cute and natural.
If all these are not disguised, she is indeed a very good girl.
There are more and more customers in the restaurant.
After tasting the food, he also found that the food in this restaurant was indeed very good, and it was the kind of restaurant that he would occasionally want to visit every once in a while.
After almost finishing the meal, Yoko Okino actually ordered an ice cream - even though she had said a few minutes ago that she couldn't eat anything anymore.
"It's so embarrassing to be stared at while eating ice cream..."
Yoko Okino was a little embarrassed, and then immediately changed the subject and asked: "By the way, how old is Hayashi-Sensei?"
"I think it's about 22."
"That's the same as mine, but it's a little unexpected."
"Um?"
"Actually, I thought Sensei would be a little older..." Yoko Okino said, choosing her words a little tentatively. "Well, how should I put it? Judging from his appearance, Sensei looks very young and handsome, but is it because of his temperament? He feels much more mature."
"I'd be devastated if I was told I looked old."
"That's not true. Hayashi-Sensei is really very handsome. In fact, no male idol or actor I've ever seen can compare to him."
Fortunately, there were no paparazzi nearby, otherwise if word of Yoko Okino got out, it might have been reported in the newspaper the next day.
But some people at the tables nearby had already started paying attention to this place. They probably recognized Yoko Okino but were not sure...
"It looks like you're about to be recognized, Ms. Yoko."
"Ah?"
Yoko Okino quickly took two more bites of her ice cream, then put on a mask and a hat. Her attempt to cover up her true identity actually allowed the people at the next table to confirm her identity, but fortunately, no one spoke out until she left the restaurant and got into the car.
Hayashi Yoshiki drove her back to the apartment.
The night view of Beika City after dinner time is not strange, but when driving on the road at night, the shadows of the street lamps along the road are cast on the windshield and slowly pass by, which makes people feel relaxed for some reason.
"I really had a great time today, Sensei."
"Me too, Ms. Yoko."
"Um."
When they were about to arrive at the apartment, Yoko Okino looked over. She stared at Hayashi Yoshiki's face and seemed to hesitate for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
"...Well, how about Sensei just call me Yoko? Otherwise it feels quite strange to be called with the honorific."
"Okay, Yoko."
Hayashi Yoshiki is quick to accept advice.
At this moment, he just stepped on the brake to stop the car, and then he smiled back: "Then Yoko, please call me by my name."
"Okay, Hayashi."
After shouting, she gave a bright smile.
She put her hand on the door handle, opened the door and got out of the car. Then she stood outside the door and leaned over to look at the driver's seat:
"Goodbye then, Hayashi."