10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"George, what do you think? Isn't that weird?

Sakura looks ashamed, under George waiting in the living room.

It is a mess. I'm old enough. She is a woman, married or with children.

"There's no such thing as weird! She's cute, Sakura! She's cute and beautiful! Oh, what a lucky man I am to meet Sakura!

Joyfully approaching Sakura with exaggeration, George gently hands on his hips.

Around not cuddling tightly, you probably cared about the tall looking dress that was wrapped around Sakura.

'Hehe, looks like those kids did well. You look great, Mr. Sakura. "

'Um, thank you. I need you to get ready for the baby. "

'Mr. Sakura, I hope you don't mind. I want to be part of the team, more than just invited.'

Just a short distance from the United States, Los Angeles.

Eugene's sister, Sakura, was gathered in a house in Beverly Hills.

It is the home of a producer and screenwriter, an old couple.

I hear the producers and screenwriters who are relaxing on the couch in the living room are already ready.

Sakura's husband George is also dressed up, and Baby, who still can't take her diapers off, is also congrated with a special tuxedo.

And.

"Mr. Sakura, what do you think? I've never worn a dress like this before..."

"Yeah, you look great! I'm new here, too, and good luck with that!

"Um, are you sure? Until we..."

Sakura followed Sakura through the door that led to the living room was the sister and mother of the rare man Tessa of the past... Momo, Sat (du) Ri (ri) Wei (i) Dream (mu).

We both dress up, just like Sakura, and the hair makeup seems to have professional hands in it.

'Look, I knew black hair would look good on you. It's so exotic when the three of us line up. "

To the finish of the three, yeah, a screenwriter woman nodding satisfactorily.

When Tessa's sister visited the day before, the screenwriter's woman was advising her to put it back in her dark hair.

In today's setting, I think dark hair is more visible.

'Mother, I'm officially invited, so it's perfectly fine. It's also important for you to know that our industry is watching and ready to protect you.'

Producer answering Tessa's mother's questions, through an interpreter.

Instead of Sakura interpreting today, the two people from Japan had specialist interpreters.

"Um, unlike the two of us, Atashi is big. I don't want to line up with Sakura and Hannah!

'Yeah? I've never seen Kate dress up before, but I think she looks great. Well, you look more beautiful than usual, and no, I'm always beautiful.'

"Lewis, what are you talking about? Already! '

Kate slaps Bassi Bassi and Lewis on the shoulder.

Both Kate, a descendant of Rare Man Keith, and Lewis, a friend of George's, dress up.

By the way, these two, they haven't dated yet.

The only touch is a hug of greetings.

Eugene, it looks like we had company here.

A couple of producers and screenwriters of Eugene's film, her sister Sakura and her husband George and their children.

A friend of George's, Lewis worked on the CG for Eugene's film.

Sister and mother of Rare Man Tessa, Kate, descendant of Rare Man Keith as well.

Gathered at the Beverly Hills house were officials of Eugene's film.

"Hua, what does Japan look like? I heard the movie had a good reputation."

"Sakura, we're already making a fuss! We all know the original story in Mr. Eugene's movie and it's so fussy that I get to sign up for coverage too!

"Yeah......?

"I was invited this time, wasn't I? So I applied to the company for a salary, and the friendly kids made a fuss.... Hey, do you want me to sign it?

Tessa's sister Hua removes the colored paper from the bag she kept under her feet.

I hear the colored paper was entrusted to the meeher coworkers.

"Eh, I think I can ask someone who was in your brother's movie, but I wonder if the others are difficult...... oh, maybe the others will be ok with the pictures"

"It is! Then I guess I'll have a few pictures taken. I don't mind my boss or colleagues, but when I tell my clients I'm going to be off for a while, they're going to be amused."

Tessa's sister Hua is a salesperson who works for a company. No, I'm a sales woman.

I seem to have greeted the client in charge to take a long vacation.

They honestly answered the reason for the vacation when a friendly rep asked why.

"Yeah, I know how that feels. Even I do when I hear someone I know has been invited. Let me definitely talk to you later! Because it's other human resources."

"Right. But when I go...... nervousness sucks. This would be easier to present to the client's president or something."

"Hehe, right. Oh, why is everyone normal..."

Sakura with chillies and eyes to the side.

Old couple. I'm sneering at you.

My husband George. He's in a good mood and he's giving up his baby.

Lewis. As usual, I open my laptop and do a kacha kacha.

Though dressed up, the four are the usual routine.

Only four are nervous: Sakura, Hua and Hua's mother, Kate, and a rare blood relative.

"Well, I guess it's time"

'Right, you. Are the other members ready?

"Oh, they say it's okay all over."

Eyes on the clock, the old couple gets up.

"Lewis, how's Mr. Eugene?

"The internet is connected! I think I'm done getting dressed, and I'm ready over there. There doesn't seem to be a problem at the moment, but Mr. Eugene is so nervous and his hands are blubbering!

"Hey! Why can you afford Lewis so much?

"Mm-hmm, because I've been there before! It wasn't such a famous movie then though. Mr. Sakura, you won't be so nervous. '

"Damn, I regret how much room I can afford it!

'Mr. Sakura, I'm not that nervous. Okay. Shall we all leave, then?'

A producer who looks over at the members who were in the living room and tells them he's leaving.

The four of you who look nervous and George and Lewis, who are no different, get up. George hugs Baby.

"Mr. Sakura, relax and relax. 'Cause we're just gonna rendezvous at the hotel first.'

'Even if they say so... and they say rendezvous at the hotel. Well, I was in a movie about your brother, so I joined up with the actor (...) Yu (...) Sa (...) Chi (...)'

"Ugh, finally..."

Eugene's sister Sakura went to see the film's shooting scene several times, but that just peeked from nearby as she was shooting.

He also greeted the producer with an introduction, but only a few moments later.

I'm not about to say hello this time.

'It's okay, it's okay. It's harder after the rendezvous, isn't it? As we all watch, we walk (...) de (...) ca (...) - (...) pe (...) t (...) because'

'Hey, don't remind me!

A screenwriter woman who talks to Sakura with a flirtatious look.

Both Sakura and Kate, as well as Tessa's family who heard the interpreter, are pale in face.

'You keep it around there. It's all right, Mr. Sakura, because the actors are the only ones who get the attention. We just have to pass by it softly'

'Is that true? It's okay, isn't it? I'm not gonna be questioned, am I?

'I don't know. The same goes for the movie, because Eugene's story itself is noticed.'

'Hey! Then you can't! Ugh, what do I do...'

It has been a fuss since before we left.

But I guess that's natural, too.

As Eugene's story becomes a movie and those involved in Eugene's original story, rare people's officials are interviewed on a document show.

The familiars know their faces, but they're just ordinary people.

Nervous, upset and natural.

Anyway, because the destination is the destination.

'Look, look, Mr. Sakura and all of you, get ready. Because it's such an honor!

"Right, that's for sure"

"Join everyone at the hotel...... let's go! On the (...) day of the week (...) after the (...) month (...) of 2 (...) month (...), go to d (...) l (...) bi (...) o (...) si (...) a (...) ta (...) - (...)!

A screenwriter woman who raises her right hand to proclaim without merit of age.

Sakura follows with a pulled face.

The line went into the car waiting in front of the house.

The season is winter.

Get in the car from the Beverly Hills mansion and the Sacraments head to Los Angeles.

To attend one of the biggest winter events in Hollywood on the last Sunday of February or the first Sunday of March each year.