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

Chapter 454 448. She is also a real girl. (Ask for a monthly pass!)

After recording Catapult, she took the tram to Shinjuku. Recently, she is not willing to drive, and she can't see the empty co-pilot.

Mostly sick.

Wearing a mask, walking in the unknown streets of Tokyo, feasting and feasting, watching for a long time, it is inevitable that people want to escape.

When she came to the izakaya, she took off her mask and shook the short hair she had just cut. She still felt more comfortable doing this.

After entering an izakaya, greet seniors who are familiar or unfamiliar.

Smiling, demure and elegant, no one could tell she was a poor girl who had just been rejected.

Nothing pathetic either.

It's just something that normal girls go through.

It's the same even if she is Sakura Ayane.

The price of clothes, the number of luxuries, Chiyoda's mansion, these things are worthless in front of people who don't like you.

Thinking about it this way, he is considered aloof.

On the side, the gentle and shy Ms. Sato has been talking to her. The two have played together in a drama and are very familiar with each other.

I heard that she was newly married recently, and her whole person was filled with a happy temperament, which made her feel a little envious.

But once he regained his senses, thinking of that annoying face, he was unhappy again.

His gaze was wandering, his charming eyes patrolled the small izakaya, and landed on a thin figure in the corner.

Brown-blonde messy hair, fair cheeks, dark eyes with swirls hidden, sword-like eyebrows, high nose bridge, sharp thin lips, and a faint smile.

A handsome man always looks pleasing to the eye, but this face is particularly hateful and cute.

Despicable gentleman?
why?
Why is it here?

Whatever the reason is, it has nothing to do with me.

She hadn't forgotten the humiliation of that night so quickly.

Several new voice actors sitting at his table came over to greet her. Even though Sakura Ayane joined the company at the same time as them, she was still a senior in the industry.

Mogami Kazuto walked last, holding a wine glass.

He didn't want to come, but he couldn't stand Shimada Nobunaga bothering him.

Sakura Ayane looked at him, her eyes seemed to say not to talk to her, she pursed her seductive red lips, and said nothing.

Ms. Sato seemed to think that they had a good relationship, she covered her mouth lightly, and jokingly said, "You two will be in the same period from now on."

"It's not the same period, I'm a senior."

"It's true in terms of voice actor qualifications, but it's considered the same period in the company."

Ayane Sakura did not speak.

Kazuto Mogami pursed his lips and smiled: "Please advise, Ms. Sakura."

Really, why can this person be so calm?
Did he really think that he would not cry out on this occasion, or did he think that what happened that night was not worth mentioning?
If at this moment, on this occasion, she was crying unscrupulously, crying more artificially, crying more heartbreakingly, just like the homeless puppies squatting alone at the crossroads and screaming at the sky under the torrential rain in June .

He might be regarded by the senior seiyuu present as an over-the-top guy.

Imagine his bewildered, inexplicable expression in his mind.

Exasperating, ridiculous, cute.

Inexplicably, he forgave him a little.

But she still couldn't squeeze out a smile, so she kept a straight face and didn't look at him.

Kazuto Mogami didn't say anything, didn't do anything, neither talked to her, nor secretly asked for a pen and paper to write a letter for her face to face.

He can't do something like that.

Back at the seat, Mogami Kazuto didn't drink, the cup was barley tea, he sipped it, quietly looked at Shimada Nobunaga next to him, and saw him drinking a little bit.

He persuaded him a few words at first, until Shimada Nobunaga started blushing and talking nonsense, then he gave up.

"Totsuka-kun! Totsuka-kun! It's your turn."

Someone is calling his name.

The president of the firm is letting the newcomers introduce themselves, and by the way, performing some enjoyable live shows, there is nothing wrong with it.

Mogami Kazuto stood up slowly, thought for a while, took out something from his satchel, and walked to the center of the izakaya.

"Hello seniors, this is the first time we meet, I am Totsuka Kazu who just joined the company."

He paused.

"I'm not good at talking, I can't be funny, I can't be romantic, and I'm an extremely boring person.

There are frequent accidents even when recording radio programs, and I have not bit my tongue so far, and I have already performed supernormally. "

"Recently, I learned a piece of music. I can't play it well. Please forgive me."

Pulling a chair from beside him, he sat down with his back straight, his left hand clamping the body of the piano, his slender fingers close together, like sharp-edged piano keys, and the beautiful atmosphere of March everywhere.

Slightly took a breath, the melodious and cheerful tune came out leisurely from the reeds, and the silver-white ten-hole harmonica was covered by his hands so that the body of the piano could not be seen clearly.

Since the end of Totsuka Canteen in the first period, he has been carrying the harmonica in his satchel, but after that, Sakura Ayane never recorded Totsuka Canteen once.

At this time, it's not bad as a sideshow.

As Kazuto Mogami said, he doesn't play well, and his vibrato is not very smooth, let alone super blowing and other difficult skills.

It is common to make mistakes, but he does not prevent him from continuing.

The seniors listened happily and drank to their heart's content.

Who cares how many wrong notes he played and how many breaths he took.

The only one who kept looking up at him was the one with the freshly cut short hair and starry eyes.

troublesome girl.

At the end of the song, Mogami Kazuto bowed calmly, and there were scattered applause in twos and threes.

He doesn't have harmonica-related skills, so that's all his accomplishments.

Back at the table, I wanted to ask Shimada Nobunaga how he played, but found that he was lying on the table, unconscious.

It seems that I have to send him back tonight, and I can't help but feel a headache.

Several other newcomer seiyuu beside him held wine glasses and toasted with their seniors everywhere.

Mogami Kazuto doesn't like to do such troublesome things. He can neither speak nice words nor be good at pleasing others, so it's better to just sit like this.

"Hey."

Kazuto Mogami raised her head, she was wearing a pure white shirt with exquisite butterfly embroidery on the collar, her chest was raised high, under the dark blue denim shorts, two long white legs were elegantly straightened together.

In the transparent wine glass she was holding, there was golden wine liquid, her cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were bright.

"Don't drink too much."

Kazuto Mogami spoke lightly.

Ayane Sakura recklessly sat down across from him, and glanced at Nobunaga Shimada who was already lying on the wine table.

"Why do you act like you're avoiding me?"

"Isn't the look in your eyes telling me that I'm not allowed to approach you?"

Miss Sakura contemptuously "tssed": "Why are you so obedient?"

Mogami Kazuto said nothing, and silently took a sip of barley tea.

"How is it blowing?"

he asks.

After thinking about it, she replied, "So-so, it doesn't sound good."

"It's true."

"It's a good thing you didn't blow it on the show, otherwise you would be ridiculed."

"Ah."

Mogami Kazuto didn't know why she came, and he didn't know whether he should ask her about her immigration.

Ms. Sakura took a sip of beer quietly: "Didn't you say you can't be a voice actor? Why did you go back on your word?"

"Tried it once, it was fun, so I did it."

"Then why didn't you come to Qingyi with me?"

Kazuto Mogami silently looked up at her.

"coincide."

Breathing out her nose, she snorted softly. She didn't like to hear such unromantic truths.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"What should I say?"

"If I say it, do you still need to say it?"

Looking at her freshly cut short hair, Kazuto Mogami shook his head and sighed.

Ya Lie Ya Lie, what a hassle.

Sakura Ayane frowned as expected: "You don't seem to want to see me?"

"I can't talk about it, it's just a little embarrassing."

"I've come to take the initiative to talk to you, you are really awkward."

She is free and easy, and there are some discrepancies with the impression in Mogamihe's mind.

"Let's say it first, no guilt, no sympathy, otherwise I will make you..."

"Tokyo Bay, right?"

Mogami Kazuto has long been used to it.

She wrinkled her cute little nose, and snorted coquettishly: "It's good to know, on the other hand, I won't sympathize with myself, sympathizing with myself is something that despicable people do, I can't do it."

Kazuto Mogami raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Don't you not look at Haruki Murakami?"

"I didn't read it originally, and I can't see those."

"I know."

"But I finished it anyway, even though I only read one book."

"how?"

"You are very similar to the protagonist."

Mogami Kazuto denied this statement in his heart, but still asked: "Where does it look like?"

"Except that they are not close to women, they are all similar."

"You know again that I'm not close to women?"

"Are you near?"

Well, not really close.

Seeming to be a rare nonpomomogami Kazuto, Sakura Ayane showed a smug smile, but quickly put it away, unwilling to be regarded as a coaxable woman by him.

"As long as you are a super scumbag who can't control the lower body, how can I give you room to refuse me, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to talk to you."

"Popular voice actors shouldn't say such things."

"Seiyuu is a profession that makes a living by talking about tigers and wolves."

Kazuto Mogami was speechless.

After that, the new voice actors who went out to toast came back one after another, and offered a few more glasses to Ayane Sakura, who was worried that she would get drunk.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they left the place.

Before leaving, she gave Mogami Kazuto a wink, and after she went back, she said a few words to Miss Sato beside her, and then left the izakaya.

Kazuto Mogami patted Nobunaga Shimada next to him, and he woke up leisurely.

Kazuto Mogami asked him a few naive questions, and the answers were fluent, so it didn't seem like a big deal.

Then, Mogami Kazuto also walked out the door.

She has walked a long way, standing in front of the traffic light, even if the signal light turns green, she still stands there.

Until Mogami Kazuto walked to her side, they silently waited for the red light together, and then walked side by side when the next green light came.

On a night in Tokyo in August, the heat was filled with anxiety and restlessness, surrounded by troublesome girls, Kazuto Mogami was surprisingly calm in his heart.

She drank some wine, and she couldn't stand still a few times in the middle. Mogami and Kazuto subconsciously wanted to help, but she pushed them away with her hands.

In this way, Mogami Kazuto no longer approached her, but instead she quickened her pace in anger.

After passing through three or four traffic lights in a row, I came to the quiet river bank. There was a faint red light on the other side of the river bank. The river surface was dark and the bottom could not be seen.

Like the eyes of the man beside him.

Facing the evening wind, the two let the dry hot wind wander on their cheeks.

Ayane Sakura stopped, followed by Kazuto Mogami, and turned to look at her.

"upper most."

"Ok?"

"I hate you."

"I know."

"I hate you hurt Kianosuke."

"Ah."

"I hate that you rejected me that day."

"Ah."

"……I like you."

"Ah."

"Only "huh"? "

"You know, I've never been able to speak, and I don't know what kind of rejection can make you feel better."

"That's a bad word."

"sorry."

The girl raised her brows upside down: "I don't want to hear I'm sorry."

"Then what do you want to hear?"

"Ask the question knowingly, I hate men who pretend to be stupid."

Mogami smiled wryly.

Sakura Ayane took a step closer, unexpectedly, Kazuto Mogami did not feel unwell.

Being with this guy, though troublesome, was somehow relaxing.

With Miss Sakura, he doesn't need to disguise himself.

She raised her reddish face, and in a questioning tone, she didn't know if she was really drunk, or if she was taking advantage of the alcohol, and asked her what she didn't dare to ask normally.

"Am I pretty?"

Mogami Kazuto didn't want to lie, and he didn't want to escape.

Just tell the truth.

"Beautiful, more beautiful than many women I've met."

"Do you like it?"

"You mean appearance?"

"Of course it's all!"

Miss Sakura was so angry that she wanted to reach out and pinch him.

"The character is not pleasant."

"Why don't you lie to me?"

"I don't want to lie to girls."

"You're lying again. You obviously never treated me as a girl."

To be honest, Sakura Ayane was even more difficult than usual, not to mention that she was already under the influence of alcohol at this time, her watery eyes were full of haze and confusion.

"Hey~ What you said just now means that the appearance is the type you like."

Intentionally or unintentionally, she leaned forward, with hot air gushing from her lips, her arms squeezed slightly, and the majestic mountains wrapped in the white shirt looked like they were about to emerge.

"It's not annoying." Mogami Kazuto looked away.

"What, Tsundere."

"........."

She straightened up and stopped teasing him deliberately, her eyes were sly and she was overjoyed.

"Which looks the best?"

"nose."

"why?"

Mogami Kazuto looked up at the dark night sky.

"Like a crooked bright moon, the moon cannot be seen in the city, so it is very beautiful."

Miss Sakura blinked happily: "You can say nice things, I still want to hear them."

"Gone."

She snorted and turned her head away.

Looking down at her side face, the short hair that fits on her head gently blows against the wind, which is really pretty.

"Hair, cut short."

"I thought you had noticed it a long time ago. If you are too slow, it will be annoying. I cut it for you."

"I don't remember saying I like short hair."

She glared at Kazuto Mogami.

"You said on the Yonosuke broadcast that you like long hair, so I cut it off."

Kazuto Mogami didn't quite understand her theory.

"Short hair, does it look good?"

"nice."

Hearing this, the girl wrinkled her nose in displeasure, and finally turned into a trembling smile: "It's a pity, I didn't want to make you happy, so it's better not to cut it."

Mogami Kazuto smiled helplessly.

"Hey, Mr. Xiaoren, I'm tired, carry me on your back."

"A sprain again?"

She pointed to her left chest: "It's sprained here."

"unclear meaning."

The girl raised her head full of complacency: "I'm drunk, I'm not boasting, as long as I drink two sips, I can't walk."

"I know, I've seen it."

Standing in the wind, the girl smiled at the corners of her mouth, and opened her hands as if to embrace the evening wind.

"That's not coming soon."

Kazuto Mogami knelt down and picked her up, and walked silently along the river bank.

"Where?"

"It's fine to go anywhere."

"I don't know why."

"Even if you want to take me to your house, you have the final say now, and I won't resist."

Mogami didn't speak to the people, just walked quietly.

"Hey, Lord Scrap."

"what happened?"

"Why don't you like me? Are you too arrogant? I'm just a scumbag."

"Sakura, you drank too much."

"No matter how much I drink, I am who I am. Ayane Sakura will not tell lies when she is sober, and she will not tell lies when she is drunk.

You say, what's the difference? "

Kazuto Mogami could only secretly admire in his heart, admiration for this girl who lived an upright and free life.

"I'm also a girl with flesh and blood." Sakura Ayane pressed her hot cheeks against Mogami Kazuto's neck.

"And now I'm confessing on your back that I like you. Although I am somewhat unreasonable, I am kind-hearted and upright. I am also a well-known voice actor with a pretty face. Although the food is not as good as yours, I am also popular in circles." Friends in the family love it, and you also own a luxury house in Chiyoda, don’t you think it’s a big auction? If you don’t buy it, I’ll go elsewhere soon.”

Mogami Kazuto was stunned for five or six seconds, surprised by Ms. Sakura who didn't like to watch Haruki Murakami, and almost recited the original text.

But it didn't violate the harmony at all, like what a troublesome girl like Ayane Sakura would say by herself.

"Behind the pretty face, did you miss a word?"

Sakura Ayane blushed slightly, thumped Mogami Kazuto's shoulder, and silently hugged his neck tightly. The soft mountain was tightly attached to his back.

"satyr."

"It's the first time I've seen a girl who confessed to Haruki Murakami in real life."

"You like his books, don't you?"

"Well, I like it."

"That's enough, I'm happy."

Kazuto Mogami was speechless.

"Mr. Scumbag."

"how?"

"Turn your head around."

"If you want to kiss me secretly, I'll put you on the side of the road and walk away alone."

"Don't be sentimental, although I really like you, it's not impossible to date you immediately at this moment, but if you want this lady to take the initiative to send you a kiss, you are still far away now, at least you have to go on a date , No, more than two times to consider."

Kazuto Mogami's ears felt callused.

"Finished?"

"It's over."

"Then do I have to turn around?"

"want."

Mogami Kazuto turned his face slightly. He is also wearing a white shirt today. The top two buttons are undone, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone. .

She didn't reach out to touch him, but she grabbed his shirt shoulders tightly with her ten fingers and held them in the palm of her hand. Her long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, leaving a fiery imprint of a girl on his lips.

Looking at Sakura Ayane's moist eyes, Mogami Kazuto silently turned his head away, pursed his lips, his voice was helpless.

"Aren't you a liar too?"

"I'm a girl, cheating is a girl's privilege."

She held Mogami Kazuto tighter and tighter, for fear that he would really leave her behind and leave alone.

"It doesn't make sense."

"I'm just an unreasonable girl, do you hate me?"

Mogami Kazuto shook his head.

"will not."

"What, Mr. Despicable Man, you really are shaking M."

Ms. Sakura smiled very happily. The resentment accumulated in her heart during this time seemed to disappear in this instant, and she didn't know where to go.

"Mr. Scumbag."

"Ok?"

"I like you to recite me. When you are recording in the future, you can recite me every day."

"Do you need me to carry you to the hospital now?"

"What an exaggeration."

"Your request is even more excessive."

"I really didn't expect that I would enter the same seiyuu firm as you."

"Me too."

"The number of times we meet in the future will definitely increase."

"That was a disaster."

Sakura Ayane bit Mogami Kazuto's ear in dissatisfaction, and buried her head in shame when she saw her own oral fluid remaining on his ear.

With a voice that only they could hear, whispered softly in Mogami Kazuto's ear:

"In the future... please give me more advice, Mr. Synchronicity."

　Now that I reveal that I am actually a Shuishui person, does anyone still believe me?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)