Do I really have a thing for female voice actors?

Passing through the living room, the girl eating potato chips on the sofa went from being alone to being with someone.

Moreover, whether it was Tazaki Toru's imagination or not, he always felt that when he passed through the living room, the eyes of the two people stopped on him simultaneously.

Tazaki Toru couldn't bear to turn around, and the two ladies turned their heads at the same time, intently watching the hair transplant advertisement playing on the TV.

A question mark appeared on Tazaki Toru's forehead. He draped a towel around his neck and hesitated before saying, "You two are already at the age of hair loss?"

Hina Aoki was wearing a face mask, so her expression was obscured, and she sat motionless.

Rin Tachibana wasn't so polite; she immediately tossed the body pillow she was holding over, which Toru Tazaki caught with lightning speed.

It has a gentle feel and a faint fragrance.

Girls are truly peculiar creatures; they always exude a variety of fragrances, and depending on the bottle used, the scent will be different in the morning and evening.

After putting the cushion back on the sofa, Tazaki Toru looked at Aoki Hina.

"Miss Aoki, today..."

"I have to report to the agency tomorrow morning, so I'm going to bed after I put on my face mask."

"Oh, I see. Can I use the music room now?"

"Of course you can."

"Thank you."

Rin Tachibana immediately showed a look of disbelief, pointing at herself with her finger: "No, I'm the master of this house, aren't I? Don't you two need to ask for my opinion?"

So, Toru Tazaki and Hina Aoki both stared at her without saying a word.

Especially the gaze from Aoki Hina, peering through the two holes in her face mask, gave Tachibana Rin a slightly creepy feeling.

Rin Tachibana shrank back, her tone softening slightly: "I have no objection."

Sigh, what a waste of time.

Tazaki thanked him and went upstairs.

Once Tazaki Toru disappeared from their sight, Tachibana Rin immediately pounced on Aoki Hina, shaking her shoulders vigorously with both hands.

"No...no, no...stop shaking me, the face mask is going to fall off, waa ...

"Damn it, I was clearly trying to help you!"

"Help me with what?"

"I'm asking him for you! I haven't even asked him who he was going on a date with today, and you let him into the music room. Now look what's happened, he's definitely going to stay there for hours."

"So be it."

Rin Tachibana couldn't help but give him a look as if he were an idiot.

"Miss Aoki, you have the nerve to tell me you don't like him being dragged into playing games by me, but you don't have the guts to say that to other women?"

Hina Aoki is now filled with regret.

She finally understood why Toru Tazaki disliked lying.

Lies are like a steam train with broken brakes. Every lie you tell is like shoveling black coal into the furnace, and sooner or later it will crash and be smashed to pieces.

"We never had that kind of relationship. What does it matter to me who he dates?"

Rin Tachibana was immediately amused and said, "I don't care about your opinions, just tell me first, do you want to pursue him or not!"

Regardless of what Hina Aoki thinks, Ms. Tachibana really wants to play games with Toru Tazaki.

Aoki Hina, quick-witted, mimicked Hitachibana Rin's tone and said, "I'm sorry, the agency has rules that I cannot answer this kind of question."

Rin Tachibana was clearly taken aback, her cheeks puffed out immediately, and she shouted without any politeness, "Haruna Oshima!"

“Ms. Kubo Akira, you could raise your voice a bit more. You might as well lure Tazaki-kun down here. Do you think he'll try to stop the fight? I doubt it.”

"........."

As soon as Aoki Hina finished speaking, soft footsteps came from the stairs.

Tazaki Toru hesitated as he walked down the stairs, only to see two girls calling each other by their real names, exuding an air of tension and looking ready to fight.

For a moment, the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Tazaki Toru quickened his pace slightly, returned to his room, and picked up his water glass.

After crossing the living room again, before stepping upstairs, Toru Tazaki finally turned around.

"Well, I think... it's good to talk things out. It's normal for good friends to argue, but there should be limits. I'm upstairs, you can call me if you need anything."

"........."

"........."

After Tazaki Toru went upstairs, the two girls looked at each other and remained silent for a long time before Tachibana Rin spoke first.

"I win." Tachibana Rin crossed her arms, her eyes glancing at Aoki Hina every now and then.

"what?"

"He tried to break up the fight."

"You call this mediating a fight?"

"Well... considering his personality, he's probably been quite hardworking."

They stared at each other for a long time, and then one of them burst out laughing. They both fell onto the sofa at the same time, laughing so hard they were doubled over.

Rin Tachibana smiled brightly.

She can smile so adorably in private, so why does she look so dazed when she's in front of the camera?

Aoki Hina was completely baffled by this.

"Hina."

"what?"

"Idiot Japanese girl."

"So, what's up?"

"No, I just wanted to call you."

"boring."

……

……

“Rincha ro”.

"Shut up."

42. I heard it.

The tram chugged along, and outside the windows, advertising signs for famous celebrities flashed incessantly, like a disjointed film with frames cut out.

"Next stop, Shangjingcao."

"Next stop, Shangjingcao."

I picked up the shopping bag tucked between my calves and stepped steadily onto the platform after the tram stopped.

When I leave the station, I always find myself staring blankly at the Gundam statue at the station entrance.

I've walked this road at night countless times.

"Countless" is just an adjective.

I have a bad memory, so when the word count exceeds three, I like to use "many" or "a lot" to describe it.

If there are too many to remember, just use "countless" and you'll be right.

If frequency is taming me, making me accustomed to its presence, then the number of times I walk this night road alone will far exceed the number of times I walk home side by side with that person.

Why is it that now, when I'm walking alone on this road...

Why does it make me feel so lonely?

It felt as if the satisfaction I felt just a few hours ago was a lie.

Once we board the tram heading to either end, and the tram starts moving, it widens the direct distance between us, making our hearts pound.

It went from "plop! plop!" to "plop~~plop~~"

My heart isn't made of machinery.

Even if he did, he definitely wouldn't have a remote control to control my heart rate.

baffling.

What's even more strange is that I don't seem to dislike this feeling.

wonderful.

Back in the apartment, I had long since gotten used to the sounds coming from the stairs.

As I passed by the house next door, I could occasionally hear the shouts of young teenagers playing video games.

But this is something I find hard to adapt to; it's truly unbelievable.

When I got home, I didn't turn on the TV as usual, but went straight into the bedroom and turned on the light.

I took the dress I bought today out of the shopping bag and stood in front of the mirror, both shy and happy, holding it in front of me.

No girl dislikes dressing up or being pretty, and I'm no exception.

Incredibly, the thumping in my chest changed; it went from "thump-thump" to "thump! thump!" again.

What on earth stole my remote control and is now controlling it like a remote-controlled car?

Is that the dress I'm holding?

I was furious! I gently laid it flat on the bed.

Then I looked at myself in the mirror.

My goodness, there really are such ordinary girls in the world.