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

Chapter 550 544. New Year.

1 month 1 day.

New Year.

No one was doing radio gymnastics in the house, and there were no pictures of Amsterdam's canals on the wall, but I woke up at six o'clock.

I stared at the ceiling in the bedroom, dazed in a daze, and went downstairs after a long while.

The mother was preparing breakfast, and then enjoyed breakfast with her parents, and after talking to them, she went out alone.

Today I made an appointment with Nobunaga and Kaito to visit the shrine for the New Year.

Walking on the road, I was still thinking about what happened not long ago, but I didn't dare to search too much on the Internet.

The Internet has memory, even if it is a rumor, this kind of thing is like a label that cannot be removed cleanly pasted on an old desk in an elementary school classroom.

Those who are willing to find out and have a broad mind may say "the authorities have clarified it" and defend Totsuka in places I don't know.

Those who don't want to understand, when they hear the word "Totsuka Kazu", they will probably say "I know, what about Minase Inori's date".

Even if there is no stone hammer, the observing party is always willing to believe the statement that contains fun, rather than the statement that is well-founded.

What's more, I think that official statement is not well-founded, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

If I were the masses, I wouldn't believe it either.

I have nothing to complain about, after all, it was my own inattention.

I just still don't understand those people's thoughts. I don't know when I became the king of the sea in their mouth.

The female seiyuu who specialize in hooking up the circle, just listed as many as seven or eight people who have hit home plate in their relationship.

Obviously, there are female voice actors I can't name at all. Compared with them, my imagination is even more barren.

But people like to read this, so naturally they are willing to believe this. If the person involved is not me, maybe I will believe it too.

Just like before I dated that fellow Sakura, there were many people on the Internet who tied me to her all day long.

The principle is the same, there is no essential difference.

It's just that I understand a truth.

In the island country, whether it is non-existent or a confusing relationship between men and women that can produce convincing evidence, it cannot affect the future of an artist.

Unless the entertainer is a woman.

This is not to stand up something that sounds inscrutable about gender antagonism, but it is a fact that I have learned.

Whether a male artist is good or not depends on whether his business ability is good or not.

And those people judge whether a female artist is good or not depends on whether she has slept with a man.

I find it ridiculous and sad.

As for why I sighed so much on the first day of the new year, it was because two days ago, Yousha’s office received hundreds of broken single CDs, which were filled with death and bitch with markers. son.

I heard this from Ms. Dai, and Sakura also knew about it.

As for where she learned about it, I didn't ask.

Since then, Yousha has never contacted me again, and I don't know how to talk to her.

Maybe it was because of my hypocritical guilt, but I can't say that I didn't have the slightest doubt about her at that time.

Before long, I will still be that glamorous Kazuya Totsuka, and my novels, my songs and dubbing works will send me to a higher level.

And no matter how long it takes, people will remember Minase Inori as an idol voice actress, a disqualified female artist who would meet men on Christmas Eve, and label her something she didn't do at all.

Just like the abandoned desks in the old school building, anyone can stick something on it that cannot be scratched off.

Extremely unreasonable and helpless.

Sometimes I even want to go to the rooftop, drink whiskey alone, and figure out where I should go.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I finally gave up. I was overwhelmed with alcohol and passed out drunk on the rooftop, which seemed hypocritical instead.

The ultimate victim of this incident is just Yousha.

Maybe not, and Sakura.

She lost an important friend.

But I don't seem to have lost anything important.

If I have to say that I have lost something, it is that I saw the two girls who were depressed because of this incident.

Maybe in my heart, there are very few things that I can call important, so I always look like I don't care about anything.

Money, status, fame, I seem to despise these things from the bottom of my heart, but if people listen to such words, someone will definitely say that I am hypocritical.

How did that sentence say, what are the benefits of being rich?
You can say you have no money.

Probably the same reason.

In this way, I can only live step by step.

After meeting with Nobunaga and Kairen, they went to a nearby temple to pay homage together.

I didn't like such tedious things. Compared with these insignificant things, I would rather stay at home and read a book alone.

It's just that they all showed caring expressions on their faces. Even people like me couldn't spoil the goodwill of their friends, so they could only cater to them with fake smiles, saying that they were fine.

After visiting the shrine, Nobunaga said that his New Year's wish is to make a single order every time, and the people in the world hope that this year's work will be smooth sailing.

When I was asked, I couldn't say that I didn't make a wish at all, because I didn't believe it at all, and I was annoyed by the question, so I had to say "it won't work if I say it" to get past it.

Instead, they laughed and said that I believe in gods too much.

After eating at noon, I said goodbye to them. The New Year's street looked the same as before, and the shops lined up on both sides, none of them were prosperous.

I was bored and boarded the tram home, looking at the retrograde scenery outside the window all the way, thinking that it would be great if time could also go backwards.

Retreat to the day of the wedding, say no, and then embark on a lonely and leisurely journey alone.

Stay away from the things around you, stay away from the female voice actors around you.

But if that's the case, I think my parents will be sad and uncomfortable, and I won't be able to interact with Sakura.

So I made it difficult, thinking about how to get the best of both worlds.

When the tram arrived, I couldn't think of a good way.

Back on the ground, a rush of white snow fell from the sky, falling down one by one, getting into the back of the neck, not as cold as the snow on Christmas Eve.

Inexplicably, some wanted to hear that guy's voice.

I called Sakura, and stood motionless at the station entrance like a figurine, waiting until there was a voice message that no one answered, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

He breathed into his hands, stuffed it into his coat pocket, and left.

Loneliness still pierces my heart from time to time, piercing through, and when I think of someone and try to find something from others, it is always in vain.

Even so, I still try to show my gregarious side as much as possible.

I haven't run out of energy in my body, as long as she is willing to stay by my side, loneliness can't do anything to me.

(End of this chapter)