After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 104 99. He didn't shave, but he still picked up the female lead singer.

Mosquitoes in summer night are really annoying.

Back and forth to test the whole body, I don't know if they regard themselves as the BOSS to attack, wandering in the air eagerly.

Sitting on the stone pier at the entrance of the station, Aimi Terashima looked at her phone, and there was still 12.00% of the battery, and it was only 07:30 in the evening.

It's a bit dangerous to stay until dawn.

Originally, I wanted to go home immediately after the live to take a shower and rest, but the sweat that I shed during the performance has been completely absorbed by the clothes at this moment.

But today is not a very convenient day, she can only sit silently on the stone pier, bend over and cover her stomach, enduring the passage of time.

Perhaps because she sat here for too long, she was questioned by the police on patrol, asking her if she needed help.

She said no.

So I sat for a while, and waited until my body felt less uncomfortable, then put on my guitar bag, and walked in a random direction, regardless of what was in front of me.

Sitting on the edge of the stone platform of the circular fountain by the street, the flowing transparent water, printed with colorful lights, is very beautiful.

She wanted to shoot a video of the fountain surging, but the phone was only [-] percent charged, so she had to give up the idea.

In retrospect, a similar thing happened some time after I first came to Tokyo.

At that time, she didn't understand anything, and she was crouching under the telephone pole with her guitar in her arms, and the snowflakes falling from the sky covered her head with a layer of hoarfrost.

A middle-aged uncle with a kind face came over to talk to her, and she turned around and ran away in fright, sleeping on a bench in the park all night.

After waking up, I had a high fever, and even the guitar I brought from my hometown disappeared.

That's her most important friend.

……

Tighten the piano bag in my arms, the shoulder straps are a little bit open again, the last time the sewing was not strong enough.

She was not good at needlework, and had poked several holes in the knuckles of her left hand before barely repairing the broken parts.

Now is the critical time, I finally got the chance to sing in that famous Across, if I lose my guitar again, I will not be able to laugh.

Cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and the summer night breeze blew past, making it chilly, and the girl couldn't help shivering.

Sure enough, it was still a bit reluctant.

After sitting here for a short time, to prevent her from losing her strength and falling into the fountain pool, Aimi Terashima walked away again.

Time passed little by little, and the power of the mobile phone was gradually decreasing, and I felt that my physical strength was being overdrawn.

Glancing at the piano bag beside her, although it is a bit worn out, it is the most precious thing she has now.

She didn't expect that she would repeat the predicament at that time again. If she looked at it this way, she seemed to have made no progress.

Standing under the streetlight, watching the phone's battery drop little by little, she finally opened LINE, clicked on a certain avatar, and after much hesitation, tapped the virtual keyboard.

……

……

Standing at the entrance and exit of Tsukishima Station, Kazuto Mogami leaned against the wall, quietly listening to the slight sound of the escalator from the underground to the ground.

No smoking signs were posted on the wall, and Mogami Kazuto crossed his arms and glanced down.

On the escalator, a girl carrying a black guitar bag appeared in sight.

Without even looking at her face deliberately, Mogami Kazuto could immediately understand that this girl was the one he was waiting for.

It was clearly midsummer, but he was wearing a light gray long-sleeved hoodie and covered his head tightly.

Under the plaid skirt, the black one-piece stockings tightly wrapped the legs, outlining the slender curves.

The girl timidly appeared in front of him, unable to make a sound, Kazuto Mogami, who had learned the reason on LINE in advance, took the initiative to greet her.

"Yeah. Good evening, Terashima."

"Good evening, Mogami-san."

Compared to usual, her voice was a little softer, and she sounded lifeless.

Feeling a little shy maybe?
After all, in the middle of the night, suddenly saying that you want to spend the night with a man you just met for less than a month, will inevitably cause people to have bad reverie.

Mogami Kazuto didn't have such boring thoughts, put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Let's go."

"Um……"

Without saying much, Kazuto Mogami walked ahead and led the way, while Aimi Terashima followed, keeping a distance of two or three meters from Kazuto Mogami.

Like a stray dog ​​who longs for contact with humans but is afraid of being hurt by humans.

Submissive, not daring to make a sound, is quite different from her usual self.

When passing by the convenience store that he frequented, Kazuto Mogami took out his wallet, took out the only [-] yen bill from it, and handed it to Aimi Terashima.

Aimi Terashima looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette, you help me go to the convenience store and buy two cans of STRONG ZERO, and you can buy the rest by yourself, remember to bring the receipt back."

"Eh?"

Aimi Terashima was taken aback, and looked at Kazuto Mogami with a surprised expression, and she didn't know what point she was surprised at.

Looking at the banknotes handed over by Kazuto Mogami, Aimi Terashima hesitated for a while, then reached out to take it.

"I see, I'll probably buy some necessities and I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Well, let's go."

Aimi Terashima nodded and walked towards the convenience store.

Mogami Kazuto turned around, looked at the dim streetlights beside the street, and did not light a cigarette.

He doesn't smoke.

After waiting for about six or seven minutes, the convenience store heard the bell to remind the automatic door to open and close, and Aimi Terajima reappeared with a plastic bag.

Kazuto Mogami glanced at the plastic bag, he seemed to have bought a lot of things, but he didn't take the initiative to carry it like a gentleman, and turned and left calmly.

"Let's go."

"Um... yes."

Aimi Terashima looked at the clean asphalt ground and followed without saying a word.

All the way to the residential area, Kazuto Mogami brought Aimi Terashima to his door, and silently took out the key to open the door.

Aimi Terashima looked curiously at the two-story single-family house in front of her, as if she was surprised that Kazuto Mogami lived in such a high-end house.

Because he said that he was a vagrant, she thought that he would definitely live in the same 1R apartment as her, or if it was better, it might be 1DK, but the result was far beyond her expectations.

I glanced at the number plate at the door. On the metal form, there was a rubbing of the word "Moshang" in Chinese characters.

There is a handwritten name plate inlaid at the bottom, which is the type that can write the names of the whole family on it, and the only name is "Mogami Kazuto".

She obviously lived alone, but she wrote her name completely on it, which made her feel a little strange.

"come in."

"Yes."

Entering the house, Mogami Kazuto put on his slippers and stepped onto the stage.

Behind her, Aimi Terashima said "excuse me" to the air, and after a little hesitation, she put on her slippers.

Entering the living room, it was cleaned very cleanly.

Aimi Terajima stood there at a loss, not daring to wander around, and could only look at Kazuto Mogami in the kitchen.

He is boiling water.

"Sit whatever you want, you are a guest."

"Eh? Oh... oh, so rude."

Seeing Aimi Terashima sitting down on the sofa, Kazuto Mogami who was at the cooking counter couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Because of the flood of sympathy, he "accidentally" took the 19-year-old girl home on impulse. From a legal point of view, the other party is still a minor.

He touched his chin, the beard he hadn't shaved for two days was a little prickly.

Possibly, slightly, a little badly.

(End of this chapter)