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

Chapter 121 116. After going through a lot of hardships, Ms. Sakura finally got her wish.

A guitar that cannot be repaired cost Mogami Kazuto 5000 yen.

And Kazuto Mogami couldn't just carry the guitar home, so he bought a thick shoulder bag in the store, which cost 10000 yen.

Hmm... anyway, it's pretty subtle.

With some string picks, straps and other accessories, the total cost today is [-] yen. For Kazuto Mogami, whose original budget was [-] yen, he is quite satisfied with this price.

Although the guitar is not a serious guitar, the skill proficiency obtained is a serious proficiency.

The moment he plucked the strings, all kinds of playing skills and knowledge of music theory came from nowhere, and flowed into his brain as they should, without any abruptness, as if this was an innate part of him.

When practicing cooking and singing skills, Mogami Kazuto did not have such a strong sense of reality.

It’s just that I suddenly understand, what kind of knife should be used for what kind of meat, how to control the heat, and the proportion of various seasonings.

Although it sounds complicated, it is actually a trivial matter.

With the improvement of singing skills, he can naturally judge the pitch of his own singing, and master the skills of controlling breath and vocalization.

Rather than learning something, it is better to say that the body has formed some kind of muscle memory.

But the guitar skills are different, Kazuto Mogami can feel the majestic knowledge growing in his mind, as if something was added out of thin air, it is all music theory knowledge that he has never been exposed to before.

Not only myself, but also the things around me have changed.

The originally boring and repetitive sounds of urban life have all been annotated, just like watching a foreign movie with subtitles.

Walking on the street leading to the station, the siren of an ambulance came from across the road, it was a minor six, C flat A.

Standing on the tram platform on the way home, the sound of the tram starting was a pure fourth, which sounded a bit strange.

And because he was too focused on listening to the voice, he failed to catch this tram.

The station radio rang in my ears, and those familiar tunes were automatically converted into musical scores in my mind, and every note was clearly visible.

This is what the panel brought him, a world where only the sense of pitch remained.

……

Under the scorching July sun, he could feel the black piano bag on his back, absorbing a lot of heat, gently touching the body of the bag, and his palm was hot.

When I got home, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Kazuto Mogami put the gig bag in the living room, and went to the kitchen to boil water as a habit.

After that, he opened the gig bag and took out the electric guitar that he bought for 5000 yen.

The strings were a little loose, and Mogami Kazuto tried to tighten the twist while plucking the strings.

As imagined, because all parts of the whole piano are damaged to varying degrees, not to mention the timbre, even the most basic intonation cannot be corrected.

Today's Mogami Kazuto, under the action of the panel, can easily achieve absolute pitch, and his sensitivity to sound is not insignificant.

At first he felt it was a novelty, but after he got used to it, he would subconsciously listen to the sounds of life around him as musical notes.

There was no effector, no speaker, and a chair by the dining table was pulled over. Kazuto Mogami was holding a pick, gently sweeping the strings of the electric guitar.

The hoarse and unpleasant string sound, like the harsh chirping of a crow sitting on a telegraph pole, immediately swept across the sky and galloped away, without a trace of aftertaste.

Even so, Mogami Kazuto still smiled slightly.

[Guitar proficiency +1]

[Guitar proficiency +2]

[Guitar proficiency +1]

In the afternoon in Tokyo in July, the cicadas kept singing, and the scorching sun scorched the earth and the pedestrians.

In a lonely single-family building, a handsome and melancholy young man holds a guitar, plays harsh melodies, and hums affectionate and touching love songs.

Does it sound good?
No.

But he enjoyed it.

……

……

At night, Kazuto Mogami was in the bedroom, reading novels as usual, with his mobile phone on the table, Aimi Terashima and Yusa Shimizu were bombarding him with LINE in turn.

This experience was very novel, but it also gave him a headache.

Aimi Terajima shared with him the rehearsal life of the band every day. It can be seen that she enjoys her daily life very much, which is enough to prove that it is the right thing to get rid of the title of Nora and join Blessing Star.

She wisely didn't mention what happened that night, as if that kiss was just Mogami Kazuto's imagination.

Kazuto Mogami naturally didn't have the idea of ​​provoking it, he just said something like asking her to practice hard and looking forward to their performance.

As for Qingshuiyousha, he said something that surprised him.

[Kazuto-san, sorry, I gave Neru-san your LINE number. 】

【Eh? 】

[Because Neru seemed to have something to tell you, I couldn't refuse, so I gave it to her. 】

【Wait, by Neru-san, do you mean Sakura-san, who is also a voice actress? 】

[Yes, the one with the pointed nose and the big chest. 】

[It doesn't need to be so explicit, I know her. 】

【Whoa whoa. 】

Mogami Kazuto felt a little ashamed for the adjective of clear water and sand.

【Did she say anything to He Rensang?Uh...it's okay if it's not convenient for you to say it. 】

[It's not convenient, she didn't add me at all. 】

【Eh?how come? 】

[It is true that I was not added. 】

Kazuto Mogami thought for a while, then looked through the address book, and there were only a few women in the list of thoughts, and there must be no omissions.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something, opened the system notification page of LINE, and saw the account that applied to add him as a friend last night.

[Yousha, what's the name of Ms. Sakura's LINE account? 】

[It's called Sakura. 】

[Chinese characters or pseudonyms?Or is it Roman? 】

[It's a sakura with a patterned expression. There is only one cherry blossom, so it should be easy to identify. 】

Kazuto Mogami opened the system prompt page again, and looked at the account whose ID was the Sakura emoji, and couldn't help being a little silent.

Speaking of which, Sakura and Sakura have exactly the same pronunciation, and he failed to notice such an obvious homonym.

After hesitating, Kazuto Mogami canceled the "reject adding this account again" button on that account, and after only three seconds, he received the notification of adding a friend from this account again.

Could this woman be sending friend requests all the time?

What kind of obsession is this?
Mogami Kazuto was frightened by his own thoughts.

[You and the other party have become friends, let's start chatting. 】

Looking at this notification, Mogami Kazuto remained silent for a long time. After a long silence, he never saw a message from the other party. He took the initiative to say hello to her in a polite manner.

【Good evening, Ms. Sakura. 】

Almost at the moment when the message was delivered, the word "read" appeared next to the line of text, and Mogami Kazuhito wondered if she was watching LINE all the time?
To be fair, it's kind of scary, and it's too much trouble.

　Thinking of the first electric guitar I bought ten years ago, I bought the Ibanez with the lucky money I saved for a long time. It cost 1000 yuan, but I didn’t have enough perseverance, so I gave up later. It’s a pity to think about it.

　　I used to think of kirakira, dokidoki too!
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　　There will be another chapter later today. After taking a short break to adjust the state, I will start adding rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)