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

Chapter 135 130. So Kazuto Mogami stood in front of Shimizu's house.

The tram staggered to the stop, and as the passengers walked around, Qingshui Yousha immediately withdrew his hand that was hooked on Moshang Heren's arm, and said with a sweet smile, "Let's get off, Kazuto-san."

"Um……"

Arriving at the platform, Mogami Kazuto was still thinking about what Shimizu Yousa said on the tram before, and he didn't know how to speak, but Shimizu Yousa had a calm expression, still giggling foolishly.

After leaving the station, Kazuto Mogami followed Qingshui Yousha, and led the way by Qingshui Yousha, all the way to Qingshui's house.

On the way, Qingshui Yousha kept pointing to certain open spaces and certain shops around him, and told about his experience of encountering them.

Kazuto Mogami listened very carefully, and he gradually became less repulsed by understanding other people's ordinary lives like this.

It's just that the words that Qing Shui Yousha said to him on the tram inevitably resounded in his heart, which made him wonder what Qing Shui Yousha was thinking when he said these words.

"Heren-sang."

"Ok?"

"Did I say something that troubled Heren-sang?"

"........."

"Just now on the tram, I seemed to say something strange. If Kazuto-san feels troubled, I'm here to apologize to you." Qingshui Yousha stood where he was, leaned forward slightly, and nodded in apology.

"It's... not a problem."

"Ok?"

"only……"

What does Kazuto Mogami want to say?

What do you want to express?
If it is just because of this kind of joke that sounds like he has a good impression on him, and he is alienated from someone like before, he will never be able to change according to this process.

He couldn't confirm Qingshui Yousha's attitude and thoughts, and he didn't want to judge his relationship with just based on the data displayed on the panel.

Communication between people is a collision between hearts, blindly relying on numbers to judge will only become blurred.

Therefore, Kazuto Mogami will choose his own way and continue to get along with Shimizu and sand.

"It's just... If you are mistaken for a boyfriend by your father, please defend me."

Qingshui Yousha looked up at him for a long time, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Herensang, you are really serious, of course I will explain clearly! We are good friends!"

"Well, they are good friends."

"Then it's okay, hehehe...let's go."

Shimizu Yousha turned around, bouncing and walking in front of him, the upper right corner of his field of vision flickered slightly, Mogami Kazuto opened the panel.

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Name: Qingshui Yousha

Age: 22
Occupation: Voice actor

Relationship: best friend

Current intimacy: 79
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See, the communication between people must be felt with the heart instead of entangled with the data on the panel.

This data change has a vital significance for Mogami Kazuto. This is the first time he did not trust the panel, and he felt and changed things by himself.

No matter how powerful you are, you must not forget that you are the one who communicates with others, and you are the one who feels the other person's thoughts, and you must not be dominated by the panel.

After noticing the change in the panel, Kazuto Mogami finally felt better, thinking that this should be a small step for him to grow in this world.

"There is sand."

"Huh?" The clear water in front of you turned around.

"Thank you."

She tilted her cute little head, and asked suspiciously: "Have I done anything worthy of being thanked by He Rensang?"

"How should I put it, thank you for being my friend."

"Hmm... there's nothing to be thankful for, Kazuto-san is so strange."

"That's right, I'm sorry, I said strange things."

"Really, I said thank you all at once, and then apologized all at once, today's Kazuto-san is really weird." She walked over and stared at Mogami Kazuto, and finally took off the mask, showing a healing and sweet smile .

"However, I don't dislike Kazuto-san like this."

……

……

Gradually away from the hustle and bustle, they came to a quiet residential area, and the two walked side by side.

"Speaking of which, Yusha, you don't usually live at your parents' house." Mogami Kazuto asked.

"Well, I usually live in an apartment near Shinjuku, and I sometimes go home late because of work, worrying about disturbing my parents, and it's very close to the office, so it's very convenient for work."

"That's it."

Qingshui Yousha blinked his big bright eyes: "Herensang, do you want to come to my house to play?"

"Eh?"

Kazuto Mogami was taken aback, and didn't understand why Shimizu Yousha would make such unreasonable associations. He really hoped that her thinking circuit would be closer to that of a normal person.

"There is nothing in my house, and it's very messy. He Rensang is not welcome to come to my house to play now."

Her face was reddish, presumably it was true as she said, Kazuto Mogami is not welcome for the time being.

Shimizu Yousha gently flicked the slightly curly hair next to the cheek, twisted it around twice with his fingers, and moved his eyes back and forth between the electric pole on the side of the road and Kazuto Mogami's face.

She began to feel uneasy.

"But... after I finish cleaning, Herensang can come and play."

The sound of Shimizu and sand was subtle, but Mogami Kazuto could still hear it clearly. Before he could react, Shimizu and sand suddenly grabbed Mogami Kazuto's clothes, and the emotions that had been brewing until now burst out in one breath.

"The oven at home was blown up by me before! I recently bought a new oven, and I bought a lot of ingredients at home. I wanted to show my skills, but I gave up while washing the vegetables! Please! And people Your Majesty! Your Highness Kazuto! If you are free, please come to my house to cook! Five thousand yen a day, no! Ten thousand yen, even if you only come two days a week! If you don’t come, I might really be hungry Die at home!"

As expected of a seiyuu, his lung capacity is really not covered.

Mogami Kazuto immediately automatically extracted effective information from her long line in his mind.

One, her house exploded.

Two, she wanted to hire a cook.

Three, make money.

"There is sand, calm down."

Mogami Kazuto supported her bare shoulder with one hand and shook it vigorously.

"what……"

Noticing that there was sand in the clear water of the gaffe, he took a few steps back "shua shua shua" and bowed suddenly: "I'm sorry, I was rude."

"Forget it, I didn't take it to heart."

Qingshui Yousha wept with a sad face: "Recently, I feel that I have no taste in eating anything. I used to eat five big meat buns sold in the shopping street at a time. Now I feel like I have no appetite after eating three."

Kazuto Mogami blushed slightly, thinking that three would be too many.

"Kazuto-san, could it be that he cast a spell on me to lose my sense of taste?"

"Where did I come from as a magician?"

"Taking money from my agent to get me to lose weight."

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is, yousha."

Qingshui lowered his head in disappointment: "Because it's true, recently, apart from Kazuto-san's cooking, other foods are no longer enough to make my stomach make a happy sound, they are crying. "

"It's the first time I've heard someone use [they] to describe their stomachs. How many stomachs do you have?"

"Really! I'm clearly worrying seriously, but He Rensang is talking sarcasticly. I won't speak for you in front of Dad for a while!"

No longer mentioning the matter of letting Mogami Kazuto go to her house to cook, Shimizu ran forward angrily, Mogami Kazuto sighed, and quickened his pace to keep up.

Until Shimizu Yousa stopped in front of a house with "Shimizu" written on the door letter, she glanced at Kazuto Mogami and took a slow breath.

"Heren-san, I'm about to thump."

"It's obvious that you're going back to your own home, so wouldn't it be a little strange to ring the doorbell?"

"I just found out that I forgot the key at home."

"As expected of you."

"Then... I'm going to press it."

"Ah."

[Ping Ping——]

After a while, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the intercom at the door.

"Hello, who is it?"

　This is an update at 6700:[-] p.m., which was updated in advance. A total of [-] words have been updated today, so-so.

　　The update at twelve o'clock in the morning is unchanged.

　　Before I knew it, I had already written 30 words, and Ah Ying would have a character vest soon, hehehe.

　　Although it is the weekend, I am still working overtime and asking for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)