lcionline Chapter 41 Seals Patting Their Belly
Chapter 41 Seals Patting Their Belly
"Asuka, there's something that's been bothering me lately."
"What's wrong, Nakajima?"
Asuka's tone was dazed, like she was talking in her sleep.
...kind of cute.
"Um……"
Nakajima Hiroshi carefully considered each word and phrase.
"I've been making the schedule on my own without asking for your opinion. Is that...?"
"This...?"
"Didn't you just teach me that candidates must obey unconditionally?"
Asuka spoke matter-of-factly, as if she were completely unaware of his concerns.
"Yes."
Hiroshi Nakajima reiterated, "What I mean is, will this bother you or put too much pressure on you?"
"pressure……"
Asuka did indeed think about it seriously, and then nodded earnestly: "There is definitely pressure."
"However, Nakajima."
"Walking with you was my choice, and everything I did in the process was also my own will."
"I don't know why you're worried about this..."
"However, if I really can't accept some decisions, I'll tell you directly."
"For example, I absolutely, positively, positively would never do that kind of lingerie photoshoot!"
Even if I take a picture, I can only show it to you...
In reality, Asuka is not as frank as she claims to be.
She knew very well that in the short time that had passed, she had wavered many times and carried a lot of pressure.
She could certainly understand Nakajima Hiroshi's concerns.
After all, Asuka herself had worried countless times about whether she would let Nakajima Hiro down.
Now that he can see things from this perspective, he feels... very happy.
It's not like they're really stupid.
But as mentioned above, the girl came to this answer after careful consideration.
She wanted to learn from Hiroshi Nakajima's way of speaking to tell the other person about her choice.
There may be pressure, things you don't understand, and you may not even be sure if you have enough talent or if you will fail halfway through.
But at this moment, Asuka wants to walk with you.
and so……
"Now, Nakajima Hiroshi, please teach me diligently and nurture me into a truly outstanding rising star!"
The girl's eyes were very bright.
She was clearer and more determined than ever before, shining in her own way.
Hiroshi Nakajima, I'm ready to work hard and become your idol!
Please nurture me with care.
"Yes."
Hiroshi Nakajima's tone hardened again: "In that case, Asuka, let's begin the next training session."
The tram was running smoothly, but the girl kept unconsciously leaning towards the other person.
Sometimes she wondered if Nakajima Hiro's statement at the press conference, "This is my woman," was genuine, beyond just protecting himself.
Sniff, sniff.
This guy smells like other women.
Like mandarin oranges and ultra-luxury perfumes.
Her brow furrowed, and her face fell.
"Nakajima".
She wanted to question him, "Are you always spending your nights with some woman, which is why you often leave me alone at home?"
But, on what grounds?
I'm just a candidate.
So, when she met Nakajima Hiro's questioning gaze, the girl tried to force a stiff smile and hastily changed her words.
"When...when can we go out and play again...?"
The sound was very soft.
Asuka also felt that the request made in a hurry was inappropriate.
She didn't care whether she actually went out or not; she felt safe and secure with Nakajima Hiroshi by her side.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Nakajima Hiroshi did not guess the girl's full thoughts, and only thought that she was just greedy for food and play.
This is normal and harmless.
After overcoming the challenge of pitch, the training finally went smoothly.
Asuka's voice is wonderful.
She no longer deliberately tried to lower her voice to create a hoarse sound, but instead brought out the full energy of a young girl.
His coordination is also quite good; he can quickly learn the moves created by choreographers Hiroshi Nakajima and Shigeru Yoshioka.
Even in Nakajima Hiroshi's eyes, she had a talent for dance.
He can quickly understand the key points of the movements and the core of the presentation.
It's even possible to quickly adapt to one's own physical characteristics based on the original work.
From Nakajima Hiroshi's professional perspective, this is called "compensatory leverage".
In other words, when a part of the limb lacks flexibility and strength, the nearby muscle groups assist in completing the movement and adjust back to the correct path.
This means she is more adaptable to changing stage conditions, her margin for error is greatly increased, and she can also significantly reduce the probability of a mishap when she is physically exhausted in the later stages of a performance.
However, in a sense, it is a double-edged sword.
You can't do that during training.
Once you get used to compensatory leverage, you won't be able to truly train the target limbs needed for the movement.
Moreover, this will put a lot of pressure on the joints in the long run.
Ultimately, it's a shortcut, and it needs to be restrained.
"Asuka."
Nakajima Hiro politely placed his hand on her lower back.
"When doing this movement, do not use your waist and abdomen to generate force."
"I know this will make it difficult, but actually, it's because these two muscle groups of yours lack training, now..."
Asuka cooperated well, but her movements began to become shaky.
"Tighten your calves and put your weight on them, not your knees."
"You need to see yourself as a whole and understand the balance structure of the movement."
"Very good, hang in there..."
"thump."
The girl lost her balance and fell into Nakajima Hiro's arms.
He's really professional now; he can even predict which side Asuka will lean towards.
The knowledge of dance in my mind is quite terrifying.
Just by observing Asuka's movements, one can determine whether she lacks strength, flexibility, or coordination, and even pinpoint the specific muscle group that is not being trained and how to improve it.
"Nakajima".
Asuka blushed slightly: "I feel like you understand my body better than I understand myself."
Strands of hair clung to her fair neck, and her dance costume was soaked with sweat, outlining her proud, slender figure.
The girl was highly confident only in her own body.
Is he always staring at me...?
Hehehe.
Nakajima Hiroshi nodded slightly, his reply being extremely measured.
"Yes, it is my duty."
Cut, wood.
At lunchtime, Asuka fiercely devoured her beef donburi, gyoza, and salad...
On the one hand, I was really hungry, because practicing dance is a very physically demanding activity.
On the other hand, it was also a way for her to vent some of her small frustrations.
Nakajima Hiroshi's tone was somewhat helpless.
"Asuka, if you eat too much, you'll suffer in the afternoon."
Asuka glared at him irritably.
Uh……
I was just advising you not to eat too much; it shouldn't be something to hold such a grudge against.
Eat up, eat up. You'll learn your lesson after you overeat once.
He stopped trying to dissuade him.
Given Asuka's talent for dancing, the remaining time is much more optimistic, and this small mistake can be tolerated.
Sure enough, just one hour later.
"Nakajima..."
Asuka nestled in Hiroshi Nakajima's boss's chair, her hand resting on her slightly protruding belly.
...like a seal patting its belly.
"I was wrong, I'll never eat like that again, ugh..."
Although I didn't actually vomit, after overeating, I felt an unpleasant squeezing sensation in my abdomen with even the slightest movement.
Sure enough, the agent's words had to be obeyed unconditionally.
Hahaha……
It's unbelievable that being full can be such a painful thing.
woo woo woo...
"Let me rest for a while now..."
"I'll make it up to you tonight."
No, Asuka, don't say things that are so easy to misunderstand.
night……
Hiroshi Nakajima sat at his desk.
The tangerine tea and cool fragrance intertwined, continuing to permeate his clothes thoroughly, inside and out.
Looking at the stack of documents in front of him, Nakajima Hiroshi felt a little dizzy.
He slowly raised his head.
My gaze swept over the red-soled high heels, the beautiful legs encased in stockings, and the tailored formal attire…
Finally, it all comes down to Misaki Tachibana's exquisite makeup.
The woman was clearly ready to go out.
"So, is there anything I need to do?"