Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 49 Father and Daughter (please read on Tuesday)

Cursed Blade Production Committee.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the members of the music team who participated in the recording of the song "Gurenhua", as well as the voice actors Sakura Inori and Horie Tsubasa who were responsible for the singing, all gathered in the conference room and waited.

"Director Haruo, the producer who came down to earth has finished his previous work and is on his way by car. He is expected to arrive within half an hour."

The head of the music team trotted in, phone in hand.

"Damn Nakano, how dare you drag the show... Sorry, Mr. Horie, I've wasted your time."

Hearing the news, Tsuchiya Haruo sighed and nodded in apology to a man in his sixties next to him.

Director Nakano, who was in a coma in the hospital, had no idea that he had been silently recorded by a supervisor.

"It's okay. You and I are both dedicated to the pursuit of 'art'. You don't have to be so particular about the details. I came here to record this time just for fun. There's nothing wrong with waiting a little longer."

Sitting opposite Tsuchiya Haruo, a middle-aged man with silver hair and dressed in traditional kimono took a sip of tea with a dignified manner.

He is the special music supervisor of "Gurenge", a national treasure-level musician, and a sharp-tongued music critic, Keizo Horie.

"Besides, I have some personal matters to attend to during this time..."

"Voice actor Ms. Kurokawa Tsubasa, can you please go outside and talk to me alone for a moment?"

Putting down the teacup, he stood up, walked up to someone and asked softly.

The person he was asking was Horie Tsubasa, who was wearing a mask and sitting in the corner without saying a word.

"Ah."

Horie Tsubasa stood up silently, and walked out of the meeting room one after another with Horie Keizo.

"Hey, Miss Kurokawa Tsubasa, you know Master Horie?"

"I've never heard of Master Horie being involved in the field of animation music. Maybe they have had some other work together?"

After watching the two leave, the remaining people in the meeting room began to discuss quietly.

"Sorry, in order to ensure the quality of the theme song recording, I can't keep it a secret for you..."

Only Tsuchiya Haruo was left, covering his forehead with his hands, looking helpless.

……

ten minutes later.

"Is this the place? Luckily Section 9 sent a car to take me there, so I wasn't too late..."

The elevator door opened and Xia Fan, dressed in a samurai outfit and with a fringe on his head, walked out.

Thanks to the police cars from Section 9 that cleared the way for him, he arrived at the office of the "Cursed Blade Production Committee" only ten minutes later than the agreed time.

"Voice acting or singing are just minor skills! A doctorate in musicology is what you should focus on at this stage."

"Sorry, Dad... I've had enough of this life of working hard for your goals."

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Xia Fan heard a man and a woman arguing.

"Is this voice the monitor?"

Recognizing that the woman's voice belonged to Horie Tsubasa, Xia Fan subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.

"What, my goal? Do you know how much effort and connections I have put into paving and planning for your future career development?"

"Then you never asked me what I really wanted to do."

In the corner of the corridor, Keizo Horie, with his hands tucked into the sleeves of his kimono, was arguing with Tsubasa Horie with a serious expression.

"You have no idea what it's like to start from the bottom in this quagmire-like industry. Over the years, the first selection criteria for voice actors and singers has long since changed from 'vocal skills' to 'good looks'. Do you know what that means?"

"Anyway, I will ask Haruo to stop caring about your subsequent work, and you should also withdraw from the recording of "Gurenge" this time."

Noticing the "samurai" walking out of the elevator, Keizo Horie didn't want to continue arguing with Tsubasa Horie and turned and left.

"You usually say that you want to be a music critic who 'gives objective evaluations to all music', but you don't dare to give your daughter's song a chance to be fairly evaluated..."

"If mom were still alive, would she approve of what you did today?"

Horie Tsubasa's eyes were filled with tears as he growled in dissatisfaction. "You..."

"Well said. I will give you a fair, just and impartial evaluation of this recording, voice actor Kurokawa Tsubasa."

Keizo Horie paused and walked into the meeting room.

Horie Tsubasa stayed where she was, wiping her tears silently, but someone silently handed her a tissue.

"Thank you……"

Horie Tsubasa looked up and found that a young samurai with a bloody face and a topknot that was brighter than a light bulb had appeared in front of him.

"Xia Fan...Pfft...why are you dressed like this..."

When she recognized the man as Xia Fan, she suddenly smiled sweetly.

"I was working part-time on a commercial before, and it was so urgent that I didn't have time to remove my makeup..."

After she reminded him, Xia Fan realized that his makeup looked a little "inappropriate".

He pulled the wig, but found that in order to avoid the "head falling" blooper, the makeup artist used a very strong glue, and it could not be pulled off at all.

"You just heard everything...the conversation between me and my father."

After being interrupted by Xia Fan, Horie Tsubasa calmed down a little and took the tissue.

"No, I heard nothing."

Xia Fan shook his head without hesitation.

Since the middle-aged man is Horie Tsubasa's father, then it is someone else's family affair. It would be impolite to overhear it even if he accidentally heard it.

"I never mentioned in school that my father is a famous and experienced musician. In his eyes, voice actors and singers are just 'tools' of capital. He always hoped that I could engage in music academic research and creation like him."

"I kept my activities as a voice actor 'Kurokawa Tsubasa' a secret from him from the beginning to the end. Only Uncle Haruo knew about it..."

Horie Tsubasa rolled his eyes at him, wiped the tears from his face, and sobbed as he told him the whole story.

"But, because your "Gurunge" was too difficult to record, Uncle Chunxiong had no choice but to ask him to supervise, so it was exposed."

Having said that, Horie Tsubasa stuck out her pink tongue and patted Xia Fan's arm.

"Is that so? But didn't your father just say..."

"Yes, he has already promised to give me a fair evaluation. Let's go, producer, everyone has been waiting for you to record."

Forcing himself to calm down, Horie Tsubasa turned and walked towards the meeting room, the fragrant breeze from her pigtails brushing against Xia Fan's nose.

……

"Sorry, everyone, I'm late."

"Producer Xia Fan, you are finally here!"

As soon as Xia Fan entered the meeting room, before he could even deal with the strange looks from everyone, he was stopped by Tsuchiya Haruo.

"Thank you for your hard work. You just finished work and rushed here without changing your clothes."

Faced with Xia Fan's sincere eyes, coupled with his blood-stained samurai uniform and shiny hairstyle, Tsuchiya Haruo did not feel any sense of blame.

"Teacher Horie, let me introduce you. This is the creator of the song "Gurenhua" that we are going to record this time, 'Xiafan'. His previous work "Sakura" is also very popular now."

"Xia Fan, this is a famous music critic, composer, and senior music supervisor..."

Then he began to introduce Xia Fan to Keizo Horie, who was sitting above the conference table.

"I know, Mr. Keizo Horie. I've seen him on the school's wall of fame."

"I have heard of your name for a long time. I am honored to have the opportunity to receive your guidance today."

Before Supervisor Chunxiong could finish his words, Xia Fan had already greeted him respectfully.

Keizo Horie, a senior figure in the industry, once taught at Tokyo University of the Arts. He had previously given high praise and recommendations to "Sakura", so he naturally knew it.

(End of this chapter)