Do I really have a thing for female voice actors?

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Rin Tachibana spoke with the air of a detective, as if it were a serious matter.

"How to say?"

"I heard that Tazaki always sneaks to watch her street performances. No wonder I was coming home so late every day for a while. He really did go and hook up with female voice actors."

Rin Tachibana looked indignant and added, "I'm really angry for you, Haru-nee!"

This last sentence is rather superfluous.

In the past, Aoki Hina would have made Tachibana Rin reveal everything without holding anything back, and if she concealed even the slightest detail, she would have made Tachibana pay.

But now, compared to those girls who are eyeing him covetously, Aoki Hina cares more about Tachibana Rin's true feelings.

No matter what other girls she was with, Hina Aoki would not waver in the slightest.

Rin Karitachi is indeed special in Hina Aoki's heart.

Just as Tachibana Rin considers Aoki Hina her best friend, Aoki Hina also cherishes Tachibana Rin immensely, as well as Kohinata Mika, Hinami Hina, and even Sasaki Riko, as she calls her.

These girls are utterly insignificant compared to Tachibana Rin.

"Not surprising. It would be strange if a guy like Tazaki-kun didn't attract girls. Even our band's guitarist has his own selfish motives, doesn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Tachibana Rin was immediately shocked, her small hand trembled, and she almost dropped the canned juice.

She quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense! I didn't!"

Aoki Hina's expression remained unchanged: "I was talking about myself."

"........."

Rin Tachibana forced an awkward smile; she seemed to have jumped the gun a little too quickly.

Seeing Tachibana Rin speechless, Aoki Hina couldn't help but sigh, "Rin-chan, you've been paying far too much attention to Tazaki-kun's affairs lately."

"Of course, I'm your wingman!" Tachibana Rin confidently patted her slightly protruding chest.

For some reason, Aoki Hina didn't have the courage to continue confirming Tachibana Rin's seemingly obscure attitude.

I had no choice but to convince myself for the time being not to think about it too deeply.

"I think you should focus more on practicing."

Rin Tachibana pouted slightly: "Of course I know, you don't need to tell me."

After finishing their juice, the two ran into the Mujica group of five downstairs. They had also just finished practicing and seemed to be discussing going to a nearby cafe to sit down.

Unlike MyGO, these girls were always inseparable, and Ms. Tachibana, in a rather tasteless way, imagined:

They must be hanging out together all day because they can't get any other work.

She selfishly ignored the fact that she herself didn't have any work besides MyGO.

……

That night.

Tazaki Toru gave the two girls the second-floor music room, and now he has also bought a MIDI keyboard so he can compose music using the computer in his bedroom.

Sitting alone in the bedroom, I flipped through the notes he had once written.

This has become a habit for Tazaki Toru.

When he wants to create or compose music, he will open these notebooks one after another.

They resembled the shattered tiles of a dilapidated house after it collapsed.

If no one cleans it up, it will die in the same spot forever.

—Suddenly, a face reflected in the subway car window stared intently in this direction.

My uneasy eyes couldn't look away; I could only stay where I was.

The sound of people pointing and whispering behind my back echoed deep within my ears.

Ah, it seems the more I try to live my own life, the louder the voices of others express their dislike.

Tell me, what should I have done at that time?

I don't know, I'm completely clueless, and time just keeps ticking away.

Stepping onto the ground, the cacophony of diffused light berated me.

……

It is precisely because Tazaki Toru inherited all the memories that he was able to empathize with [his] words.

These words gradually solidified in his mind, and his fingers rhythmically tapped the table, creating a melody that matched his shouts.

At the same time, he seemed to be able to imagine the kind of voice the girl would use to vent [his] cries.

Thinking of this, Tazaki Toru felt a surge of emotion.

I don't know how much time passed.

Tazaki Toru wearily pinched the bridge of his nose, took off his headphones, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

That's when I noticed my phone showed missed calls.

When he saw the name in the notes, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

I glanced at the time; it was only 9:30 PM. Calling back at this hour shouldn't be considered an intrusion.

So I simply made the call.

The phone went unanswered for a long time.

Just as Tazaki Toru hesitated about whether to hang up, the call finally connected, and a girl's soft, slightly flustered voice came through the receiver.

"T...Tazaki-sensei?"

310. Your singing deserves to be heard by more people.

The girl jumped up, lifted her fair legs, and stepped out of the bathtub.

Water droplets rolled down my skin, gradually gathering at the drain on the ground.

Reaching out to wipe the fogged-up mirror, a pair of brown eyes were reflected.

Wrap yourself in a bath towel and step out of the bathroom.

Take the conditioner, press it three times, and carefully apply the squeezed-out conditioner to your hair.

Miss Yang pays great attention to hair care, and takes great care of her hair after taking a bath every day.

If she doesn't use it for two or three days, her hair becomes frizzy and prone to tangling, which has been a major source of distress for her recently.

In short, even though Yang Gongfei Na is a bit of a ditz who is easily mistaken for a child, she is ultimately a young girl in the prime of her life with a love of beauty.

Dry yourself off, take the underwear that you put in the clothes basket beforehand, stand on one leg and put it on your leg, then slowly pull it up.

Before I could even fully lift it up to my buttocks, my phone, which was on the washing machine, started vibrating without warning.

The girl was startled.

When she saw the caller ID, she hurriedly pulled up her underwear. As the elastic band snapped back, it hit her soft flesh with a soft "slap" sound.

The washroom was far less warm than the bathroom. The warm white steam blew on my body, evaporated, and took away my body heat. I felt a chill on my chest and stood up slightly.

She hurriedly put on her underwear, straightened her chest, and put her hands behind her back.

In her panic, the girl tried several times before finally managing to fasten the buttons.

The next second, the girl, now dressed in her underwear, quickly answered the phone.

After all, answering the phone naked was something she found somewhat difficult to do.

Even knowing that the other person can't see it, there will still be a strange feeling in your heart.

"T...Tazaki-sensei?" she asked timidly.

Good evening, Miss Yang Gong.

Tazaki Toru's usual gentle voice came through the phone.

"Sorry, I was engrossed in work and missed your call. Is there something you need to talk to me about?"

"Eh? Mr. Tazaki, are you still working from home?!"

"I have nothing else to do."

Yang Gongfei Na was completely bewildered and found it unbelievable.

She is extremely slow at doing things, and is often described as being like a soft, limp sloth. Sometimes she gets confused, and just when she is about to finish, all her efforts are often wasted.

There's never enough time in the world, so how can there be nothing to do?

To this, Miss Yang could only let her thoughts wander aimlessly in her mind.

People with quick minds are truly exceptional.

"I'm sorry, did I bother you?"

"It's alright, it just so happens that the work has come to an end, and I was planning to take a rest."

"That's good."

Yang Gongfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What brings you here so late, Miss Yang?"

"Eh?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then inwardly cried out in alarm.

Why did I just make a phone call?

They had completely forgotten the reason.