My Name is Hiroshi Nohara, Star of Neon Film and Television! Chapter 178: About Shin-chan's Problem! Hachiko Monogatari B

When the black comrcial vehicle slowly stopped at the entrance of Nohara Hiroshi's house, the night was already like thick ink, enveloping the entire Tokyo.

He pushed open the car door, a gust of night wind carrying chilliness then rushed against his face, making his originally tense nerves due to the banquet, finally obtain a bit of relaxation at this mont.

The lights in the house passed through the windows, exuding warm halos, like a guide in the darkness.

The corners of Nohara Hiroshi's mouth unconsciously hooked up an arc, he knew, there is a person there, currently waiting for him.

He took out the keys, gently twisting open the door lock.

"Click."

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Right when the door opened, an aroma of food then rushed into his nose, mixed with a coziness uniquely belonging to ho.

That cute small face of Misae, at this mont stuck out from the kitchen, seeing him, those originally sowhat anxious eyes instantly lit up, like two blinking stars.

"Hiroshi, you're back!" She sweetly called out, voice carrying unconcealable excitent and a little bit of small grievance, as if saying "You're finally back, I waited for you for so long!"

Nohara Hiroshi took off his coat, hanging it on the coat rack at the entrance, looking at that cheek of Misae appearing even rosier because of waiting, his heart ward.

"Yeah, I'm back." He smilingly responded, tone carrying a trace of exhaustion, yet full of tenderness.

Misae hastily brought out a bowl of piping hot white rice from the kitchen, a bowl of steaming miso soup, as well as golden-fried eggs and jade-green boiled vegetables.

Her movents were nimble, but her eyes kept staring at Nohara Hiroshi, deeply afraid he was starving.

"I knew you were definitely hungry!" She placed the food on the dining table, her tone carrying a few traces of smugness, as if she herself had the ability of foresight, "The things at those banquets, look pretty, but definitely don't fill the stomach! All just bits and pieces of snacks, right?"

Nohara Hiroshi looking at these simple yet rich ho-cooked dishes before his eyes, slling that familiar food aroma, his stomach disappointingly let out a "grumble" sound.

Misae was right, tonight at the banquet, although he also gorged himself, but those exquisite Japanese sashimi, French foie gras, Arican barbecued at, more of it was "tasting the flavor", rather than "filling the stomach".

He wasn't that kind of "noble stomach" that is full after rely eating one or two bites, he was a true and veritable "foodie".

In that kind of occasion, he couldn't just like a starving ghost reincarnated, piling up the dining plate like a small mountain, that would also be too non-conforming to his composed persona.

Therefore, he rely picked a few items he liked, tasting superficially, more of the ti, was observing and listening.

The result was, the protest sounds in his stomach, on the way ho, already began rising one after another.

At this mont, seeing the food Misae brought up, that coziness from the bottom of his heart, instantly washed away all his exhaustion.

He felt a kind of long-lost steadfastness, a kind of purest satisfaction that can only be felt, at ho.

"Misae, you are truly my capable wife ah!" Nohara Hiroshi heartfeltly praised, and then unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks, beginning to gorge himself.

He first shoveled a large mouthful of white rice, the soft and glutinous rice grains exuding a faint delicate fragrance in his mouth, paired with that perfectly fried egg, was simply a delicacy of the mortal realm.

Taking another sip of the warm miso soup, drove away the chilliness of the body, and also ward the pit of the heart.

Misae watching his appearance of wolfing down his food, a satisfied smile revealed on her face.

She rested her chin on her hand, sitting opposite Nohara Hiroshi, eyes sparkling brightly, curiously asking: "Hiroshi, how was the banquet tonight ah? Were there a lot of people? Did Governor Koike speak with you ah?"

Nohara Hiroshi swallowed a mouthful of food, smilingly saying: "Very good, very grand. The leaders were indeed very many, simply star-studded. Governor Koike also received , and even praised my works."

Misae upon hearing this, her eyes widened even further, her small mouth also slightly opening, a face full of worship: "Wah! Governor Koike even praised you! Hiroshi you are truly too formidable!"

In Nippon Governors equals high officials.

Moreover in Nippon's national system, the Tokyo Governor, that is even the 'Tokyo tropolis' in '1 tropolis 1 Circuit 2 Urban Prefectures 43 Prefectures'.

Comparable to the status of combining the four coastal provinces in his previous life.

Furthermore according to rumors even the Pri Minister wasn't as comfortable as the Tokyo Governor.

From this it can be seen how significant it is.

Now, Nohara was received and praised by this level of existence, that for Misae who found even the leaders of Omagari City remarkable, is simply ascending to heaven!

Nohara Hiroshi watching this adorable appearance of hers, couldn't help but reach out pinching her rosy cheeks, smilingly saying: "However, although the banquet had all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, but if truly want to eat full, still have to co back and eat the food Misae makes ah. That is called steadfast, that is called delicious!"

Once these words of his ca out, instantly coaxing Misae into blooming with joy, cheeks red like overripe apples.

She happily clapped her hands, saying on her mouth "Not at all, Hiroshi you truly know how to speak", but those upward curling corners of her mouth and blinking eyes, yet exposed the small secret joy in her heart.

Nohara Hiroshi looked at Misae, in his heart also feeling a burst of relaxation.

Regardless of how treacherous and unpredictable the outside world is, returning ho, there is always such a piece of pure warmth waiting for him.

This is exactly the greatest luck after he transmigrated to this world.

He quickly cleaned up the food in the bowl within a few bites, satisfyingly putting down the chopsticks.

Misae hastily cleared the dishes, humming a little tune going to the kitchen.

Nohara Hiroshi leaned on the sofa, feeling the sense of fullness transmitted from his stomach, as well as that rare tranquility in the pit of his heart.

...

Early morning of the second day, when the first ray of sunlight passed through the gaps of the curtains, mischievously sprinkling on the bedroom floor, Nohara Hiroshi then supported his waist, struggling to sit up from the tatami.

He felt the muscles of his own waist, having once again undergone high-intensity training, were currently issuing silent protests.

He couldn't help muttering inside, according to this high intensity, perhaps it wouldn't take long, that brat Shin-chan is going to descend onto this world.

Thinking of Shin-chan's energetic troublemaking ability, as well as Misae's violent appearance, Nohara Hiroshi couldn't help but have black lines popping out from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't want himself in the coming few years, to still be similar to the plot of his previous life.

He sighed, silently praying in his heart: "Absolutely don't ss up the plot ah, classmate Shin-chan, you better be born according to your predetermined ti, this waist of mine can't withstand the tossing around anymore."

Misae also woke up at this ti, she saw Nohara Hiroshi's appearance of "old waist" discomfort, the corners of her mouth revealing a smiling intent.

"Hiroshi, what's wrong with you?" She deliberately asked: "Are you okay?"

Nohara Hiroshi turned his head, looking at those clear eyes of Misae, feeling sowhat helpless in his heart.

This girl considers she has a grasp on him.

He cleared his throat, pretending to be profound saying: "Misae, I, I'm thinking if we have a child, what should it be called."

Misae upon hearing this instantly blushed, her small head also slightly lowering: "Aiya ya! Why talk about these."

Nohara Hiroshi looking at this shy appearance of hers, laughing secretly in his heart, and continued "explaining": "You see, my brother hasn't even gotten married and had children yet, if the two of us have a child first, then... then wouldn't it be sowhat inappropriate ah? Always feeling, as if it's too advanced."

These words of his sounded sowhat absurd, but Misae yet blanked.

She raised her head, in her eyes carrying a trace of confusion, but more of it was shyness.

"But... but recently I didn't have any reactions ah." Misae's cheeks turned even redder, she muttered in a small voice, and then raised her head again, asking sowhat worriedly: "Hiroshi, say, should we go to the hospital to check our bodies ah? Could it be... could it be our bodies have so problem ah?"

Nohara Hiroshi upon hearing this slightly blanked.

Rubbing his chin, yet secretly pondering in his heart.

He knew, Misae asking this, was entirely out of worry towards the future.

But as a "transmigrator", he understood very well in his heart, this fundantally wasn't any body problem, this is estimated to be the great "tiline" causing mischief, which is the so-called "plot inertia".

He transmigrated to this world, although he changed many major life trajectories of the character "Nohara Hiroshi", for example he now has already beco the Departnt Manager of TV Tokyo, and also created so many phenonal works, even receiving the personal reception of Governor Koike.

These achievents, are all things the original Nohara Hiroshi at 23 years old, wouldn't even dare to imagine.

However, looking at it now, so details of the "small life", yet hadn't completely changed.

Many familiar people and matters, are still moving forward towards the direction they should have.

For example, he t Misae, and fell in love with Misae, this conforms to the plot.

For example, he later also t the Principal, that is also a key figure of Shin-chan's kindergarten.

Now, even Shin-chan's birth ti, seems to have been pulled by so sort of "plot inertia", and didn't arrive early because of his arrival.

Nohara Hiroshi sighed with emotion in his heart regarding the formidable "plot inertia", it is like an invisible large hand, silently correcting this world, making it not deviate too far.

He withdrew his train of thoughts, smilingly saying to Misae: "No need to go to the hospital, Misae, our bodies are definitely no problem. So things, it's still better to let nature take its course. Children, are gifts bestowed by heaven, they will always arrive at the most suitable timing."

Misae hearing Nohara Hiroshi's words, although still sowhat confused, but seeing that appearance of his full of confidence, her heart also gradually felt relieved.

She blushing gently nodded her head, those rosy earlobes, even seed like they were congested with blood, incredibly adorable.

After eating breakfast, the two then once again went out together, heading to their respective "battlefields".

When Nohara Hiroshi arrived at the office doorway of the TV Tokyo Production Bureau, before he even pushed open the door, a burst of enthusiastic discussion sounds then transmitted out from inside.

"'Hachiko Monogatari'! Did you guys hear? Departnt Manager Nohara's new project!"

"Of course I heard! Governor Koike personally nad it, this project will definitely be massively popular!"

"That is for sure! Produced by Departnt Manager Nohara, must be a masterpiece! You guys look at 'Seven Samurai', the box office is still continuously rising, now it has already broken through 4 billion yen, simply a miracle!"

"Yeah! 'Kasou Taishou', 'Tales of the Unusual', 'Yamishibai', and also those mangas... Which ti did Departnt Manager Nohara not give us a surprise? He is simply the savior of our TV Tokyo!"

"This ti's 'Hachiko Monogatari', heard it is a story about a dog and loyalty, definitely will earn enough of everyone's tears! Departnt Manager Nohara is best at this kind of stories pointing directly at people's hearts!"

"I heard, Governor Koike places high hopes on this project, hoping it can advertise our Tokyo tropolis, advertise our Nippon's excellent culture. This is the glory of our TV Tokyo, and even the entire Nippon ah!"

The colleagues in the office, talking all at once, tone full of trust and expectation towards Nohara Hiroshi.

Their discussion regarding 'Hachiko Monogatari', had already risen from a pure project, to the height of "cultural export".

Nohara Hiroshi stood at the doorway, quietly listening to these discussion sounds, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curling up a faint smile.

He knew these voices weren't only an affirmation towards his personal ability, but even more a massive driving force towards his future career.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

The originally enthusiastic discussion sounds in the office, instantly stopped abruptly.

Everyone's gazes uniformly cast towards him, eyes carrying respect, carrying worship, and even more carrying a kind of indescribable fanaticism.

Nohara Hiroshi swept his gaze around the office, a warm smile hanging on his face.

"Morning everyone." He softly initiated, voice not loud, yet instantly suppressing all the clamor.

"Morning Departnt Manager Nohara!"

Everyone uniformly replied, voices resonant, full of spirit and vitality.

Nohara Hiroshi nodded, walking to his own office desk, putting down his briefcase. He knew, new challenges, new journeys, had officially opened the prelude.

'Hachiko Monogatari', is not only a movie project, it is even more a cultural symbol, a "banner" carrying countless expectations. And he, Nohara Hiroshi, is exactly that flag bearer.

He wants to make that Akita Inu nad "Hachiko", not only beco the eternal cultural totem of this city, and even the entire Nippon, but even more let its loyalty and kindness, transend national borders, warming the hearts of the whole world.

He took a deep breath, confident light flashing in his eyes.

He knew this road leading to the cultural peak, is destined to not be smooth.

But he also firmly believed, relying on his abilities, his wisdom, as well as that never-yielding heart of his, he can definitely completely overco all challenges!

Returning to his own office, he sat down, beginning a day of work.

First, what he needed to do, was sort out the script of 'Hachiko Monogatari', taking those classic segnts and deeply touching details in his mory, presenting them one by one.

He wants to make this story, not only stay in legends, but even more make it, use the most perfect posture, presenting it in front of the world.

He rapidly wrote the outline, each word, each scene, like coming alive, jumping in his mind.

He was imrsed in the ocean of creation, as if he could see that Akita Inu, currently wagging its tail, under the setting sun, waiting for its most beloved owner.

This isn't only a movie, but is even more a responsibility, a commitnt towards culture, towards humanity.

He wants to use his works to change this world, to influence even more people.

Afternoon, inside Nohara Hiroshi's office, transmitted a burst of intense discussion sounds.

"Departnt Manager Nohara, this script... is simply a godly work!"

The staff of the Production Bureau, including several senior directors and screenwriters, at this mont were sitting around Nohara Hiroshi's office desk, their faces, without exception were written full of shock and excitent.

Among them an old screenwriter, was even so excited his eye rims turned red, his voice trembling saying: "I have engaged in screenwriting work for thirty years, and have never seen such an unadorned, yet deeply touching story! Departnt Manager Nohara, you... you are a genius!"

Nohara Hiroshi rely smiled, gesturing for everyone to calm down. He knew, the charm of this story, was sufficient to surpass any techniques and gorgeous rhetoric.

"The script is only the first step." Nohara Hiroshi said in a low voice, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, eyes full of power, "Next, what we need to do, is exactly to take this story, using the most perfect posture, moving it onto the silver screen."

"We need to find the most suitable actors, the most excellent team, the most exquisite production. We need to make every shot, every scene, all full of emotion, all pointing directly at people's hearts."

"I hope, this movie, is not only a box office blockbuster, but is even more a classic capable of being passed down for hundreds of generations! A work capable of representing our Nippon culture, walking towards the world!"

His words, loud and clear, every word, was like a heavy hamr, knocking upon the hearts of everyone.

Hua la la!

In the office, sounded thunderous applause.

Everyone was infected by Nohara Hiroshi's passion and commitnt, in their eyes, flashing the sa light.

"Hai! Departnt Manager Nohara!"

"We will definitely go all out!"

"Absolutely won't let down your expectations!"

Nohara Hiroshi looking at this group of colleagues full of fighting spirit before his eyes, a satisfied smile revealed on his face.

With their support, this 'Hachiko Monogatari', will definitely beco an immortal legend.

And he, Nohara Hiroshi, will also on this road leading to the cultural peak, take a more solid step.

In the following few days, the entire TV Tokyo Production Bureau, all boiled over for the 'Hachiko Monogatari' project.

Nohara Hiroshi personally held the fort, devoting himself to casting, location scouting, and production etings day and night.

He unreservedly poured all the details in his mind regarding Hachiko into the project.

He required the actors to not only perform, but even more to "beco" the character, to feel Hachiko's loyalty, to experience the Professor's gentleness.

He required the videographers to capture the most authentic scenes, letting the audience feel the transition of the four seasons, feel the precipitation of ti.

He even personally led the team, heading to Shibuya Station, to feel that heaviness of history, to search for the traces where Hachiko once waited.

In the plaza of Shibuya Station, Nohara Hiroshi watched the coming and going crowd, looking at that bronze statue of Hachiko that hadn't yet been erected, a strong sense of mission surged up in his heart.

He knew, Hachiko's story, is not only Shibuya's story, but is even more Nippon's story, is the story of all humanity.

He wants to let this story, through the dium of movies, spread to every corner of the world.

In an internal eting, when the Bureau Chief of the Production Bureau, who was even more the Executive Deputy Station Chief Sakata Nobuhiko presiding over all work, heard Nohara Hiroshi's grand blueprint for 'Hachiko Monogatari', that had currently already been designed, in those astute eyes of his, also flashed an unbelievable light.

"Hiroshi-kun, you... you are actually wanting to create history ah!" Sakata Nobuhiko was slightly excited. He looked at Nohara Hiroshi, as if seeing the future of TV Tokyo, and even the future of the entire Nippon cultural industry.

Nohara Hiroshi rely smiled faintly, eyes yet full of firm conviction.

"Bureau Chief Sakata, this is only the beginning." He said in a low voice, "Our goal, is to let Nippon's culture, walk towards the world, influence the world."

He looked at that composed and confident face of Nohara Hiroshi, a strong premonition surging up in his heart.

Perhaps, he can truly witness with his own eyes, the revolution of an era, a brand new cultural era, initiated by Nohara Hiroshi.

And he, Sakata Nobuhiko, will beco one of the most important witnesses of this era.

Under the leadership of Nohara Hiroshi, the preparatory work of 'Hachiko Monogatari', was progressing systematically with an unprecedented speed.

The dia circles also began paying attention to this highly anticipated project.

"Nohara Hiroshi's new work 'Hachiko Monogatari' is about to start filming, can it create another box office miracle?"

"Governor Koike personally nad it, TV Tokyo strongly promotes it, Hachiko's story might beco the new na card of Nippon culture!"

"From 'Seven Samurai' to 'Hachiko Monogatari', Nohara Hiroshi's movie grand blueprint, is quietly being constructed!"

Various news reports, sweeping the sky and covering the earth, pushed 'Hachiko Monogatari' to the cusp of public opinion.

Nohara Hiroshi yet appeared exceptionally calm towards this. He knew, all the honors and attention, are all temporary.

The true test still lies with the work itself.

PS: Begging for tickets~

(End of Chapter)