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"Fine, fine. I'm coming, Matsumoto."

"You don't have to be nervous, Mr. Mio. I'm just an average guest even if I say so. Look, I'm coming in."

Matsumoto, you're in the public bathroom.

"Wrong"

In the end, Mr. Mio decided to take the offer. Nevertheless, he became anxious when the recording date approached, depending on what I came with as an escort.

Honestly, I'm nervous for not getting myself out either.

"Mr. Mio, have you forgotten anything?

"Ugh, yeah. Clothes are good for your regular suit, and you just need your ID."

"And I brought this, just in case."

"Stomach medicine...... You do need it, don't you? And to the wet tissue, to the emergency contact, colored paper?"

"Mr. Mio."

"Yeah."

"If you can see Nobuko Takase, get him to sign it. I rarely get a chance like this."

"Mr. Matsumoto, surprisingly, Meehr?

"Not as good as Mr. Mio"

"Huh?"

"Well, let's go somewhere more nervous and relaxed"

Pull Mio's hand on his unmistakable face and go inside the TV station. Complete reception at the front desk and head to the designated waiting room.

"You know, hallways are surprisingly normal. Though there are many posters and stuff."

"Practically, maybe it's really not very different from an office building. But look, that staircase or something."

"Stairs?"

"On security, it looks like there's a tie to the number of floors you can go up in one staircase."

"Heh!"

"You get a sense of small things like this."

"Ugh, I'm getting nervous again when I feel it... You're gonna be okay, right?

"There's nothing wrong with that. Wait in the waiting room, and when the staff comes, move as they say. That should be it."

"Oh, right."

"That's right. Unless you're mistaken for a real Naoko Takase."

"Heh heh, whatever it takes. That's why"

"Oh, I searched for you, Mr. Takase!

There it is.

"There you are."

"You did."

From across the hallway, I can see my brother, about my age, tapping a small bag. Is it the one called AD Assistant Director?

But I can deal with what I expected. The other person is in such a hurry that the hat (cap) is likely to come off, but we should calm down and have a conversation here.

"Here we go back, Mr. Takase!!

"Wait. She..."

"Someone from your office!? Then look, come with me!

"Wow, strong! Powerful!"

I couldn't deal with it.

"Mr. Takase is back -!

"Good luck!

"Make it quick!

"What time is left!?

"Someone doesn't have AA batteries!?

"Directors, sponsors are better!

"We're short on manpower!

"Um, who is that person...?

"Mr. Takase, in a good place! Check out Takase's makeup!

"Ah, it's Nobuko Takase!

"What, me, eh"

"Don't move during makeup!

"Fast costumes too!

"Abba, abba, abba"

"Aww, wow."

"Takase and Takase will be in the studio as soon as they have made up!

"Director! Which Takase is it!?

"You idiot! There are two Takase... there they are."

There are two Mios.

I was driven to the edge as someone in the office, and I vaguely thought so.

"No, I'm sorry. My AD is just like that!

"No, because I had a valuable experience too"

"I'd really appreciate it if you could say that. Well, if you wait here, the guide staff will be here!

The director left the waiting room, bowing his head many times to the corresponding Mio in morning mode.

"Matsumoto."

"Yes."

"Making a TV show is tough..."

"I'm going to watch it more importantly from now on. Would you like some tea?

"Yeah, thanks"

When I finally took a breath, the door was knocked when I reached for the tea at the table.

"Uh, thanks for earlier..."

What I reluctantly came in was a beauty with long dark hair straight down.

"There are two Mios"

"Nobuko Takase......!

I usually call the entertainer away, so I worry about his honorable name when I put him in front of me. Apparently there is.

"Sorry for the inconvenience I caused you"

"That wasn't Takase's fault."

"No, because I got out on my own"

"No......"

"No No..."

It makes me wonder if talking like this even resembles my personality. It even looks like a trick to keep your head down.

"Did you also have some important business?

"No, the..."

Pretending to get lost for a while, Nobuko Takase took the smaller stuffed animal out of the bag he had.

Tanuki, is it?

"When I get nervous, I get anxious, and I have to hold this girl. I have to calm down."

"... I see?

"Pretend to go to the bathroom in front of an important scene and go hold this kid, when I get back,"

"He said he looked just like himself was being made up"

"Yes......"

"Sure, you may be responsible, but you don't have to worry that much"

"It was also my fault that you decided to look like me in the first place"

"Huh?"

"I have information that my scandal photos will be in the weekly magazine soon, and oh, I don't remember myself!? But I don't care what you say, so I know that there are people who look just like twins everywhere..."

"This photograph is not Naoko Takase," he said.

"Yes......"

I like stuffed animals.

Bad during odd times.

Physical condition that tends to be irrational.

I don't know, this feeling.

"Mr. Mio."

"Yeah."

"There are three people in this world who look just like me."

"One more thing, I wonder where he is"

"What? Huh?

"If you like, get along"

"Aww..."

Mio, who shakes hands with Naoko Takase and Gachiri, seemed to gain a decade of acquaintance.

The shooting then ended without delay. I also got an autograph.

"Just now?

"Yes, welcome back"

Then a few days later. I got a DVD and a weekly magazine to welcome Mr. Mio to work.

"Got it?

"Yes, it's perfect"

Mio's out show was on the noon air, so it's up to me to record it on behalf of Mio at work. I'm going to watch it with you after dinner.

"And this too, for once."

"What is this? Weekly magazine?"

"It's the one with the scandal photo of Nobuko Takase."

"Ah."

I don't usually buy these magazines. I bought it just in case the person in the picture could be made to look just like Nobuko Takase, or Mio.

"What picture was that?

"I haven't seen it yet either. I thought we'd see it together."

"Let's see"

"Right now?

"Concerned"

It seems that the weekly magazine of this hand is mainly bought by women. I think I saw just a little bit of that purchasing layer.

"Uh, marriage, divorce, criminal record... oh, here it is"

"Let me see."

"Yes, this' Nobuko Takase, living with an average man!" Rage the way you come out of the apartment "...... yeah?

"Hmm?"

…………

…………

After the two of them looked at each other, they looked up at the sign of Nobuko Takase decorated on the wall, as shown.

"Somehow."

"Yeah."

"Ever since I heard you talk, I didn't think you were?

"Honestly, I was just thinking"

"Mio, do you hear Naoko Takase's contact information?

"E-mail, though."

"Contact him"

"I will."

"What happens to this magazine?"

"I have no sympathy"

"Tough"

"I would have liked to have taken it when it was more stylish anyway"

"... uh, yes"

On the low-resolution magazine, Mio, who goes shopping with me on Bear's T-shirt, was listed perfectly.