I am a voice actor, not your emotional support

"Of course, Brother Che, my skills are absolutely top-notch!"

The girl grinned, looking very pleased with herself.

After playing the game with Toru Uehara for about forty minutes, it was after ten o'clock in the evening when An Hesuba took the initiative to end the game.

She will study for a while longer during the rest of the day, and then go to bed on time at 11 o'clock to get enough rest and take good care of her skin.

Toru Uehara had no objection, because at this moment, Nina came in from outside humming a little tune, with a rosy face, looking extremely confident, as if she had just received some kind of divine guidance.

Uehara Toru smiled slightly and put down the game controller in his hand: "Are you finally done talking?"

"Yeah!" Nina replied.

"Sister Nana is so nice. Is she pretty?"

"?" Uehara Toru looked at her in confusion, "Is this related to the question you just asked?"

"It's okay, but I think her voice is so cute and nice. I want to be friends with her."

"You become familiar with people pretty quickly." Toru Uehara said with a chuckle.

"So, what's the catch?"

"I understand everything. I recorded all the key points that Sister Nana just said. She also promised me that she would come to watch our performance tomorrow night. Then we can meet in person!"

"That's great, give me back my phone."

Renai approached Uehara Tetsu with a smile and whispered, "If you had a girlfriend like Nana-nee, I could accept it."

Toru Uehara took the phone and tapped her forehead lightly.

"It's happening again?"

"My affairs are not yours to decide."

"Slightly~" Rencai stuck out her tongue.

She walked to the kitchen counter and looked at the two bowls of milk-like substances that smelled faintly of ginger and a hint of sweetness, not sure what they were.

"You can go home after you finish eating. I'm almost ready to rest."

"Then I'll take this bowl."

"what ever."

Rencai picked up the spoon, stood in front of the kitchen counter, scooped a full spoonful, and put it into her mouth without hesitation. Then, her little face wrinkled up, as if she had eaten something hard to swallow, revealing a painful expression.

But since it was made by Toru Uehara himself, she didn't want to waste it.

After swallowing it with gritted teeth, she immediately stuck out her tongue and panted like a puppy.

"It's so spicy! It tastes so weird!!"

"I really can't stand it!" Renai couldn't help but complain.

Uehara Toru looked at her and smiled: "If you can't accept it, don't eat it, just leave it there."

"So are you going to pour it out?" Rencai looked at him, seeming a little hesitant.

Uehara Toru nodded: "If you don't eat it, you can only throw it away."

"..." Rencai stared at the bowl of ginger milk, as if she had made a huge decision, and then quickly poured all the rest into her mouth, resisting the spiciness and a hint of strange sweetness.

"I'm done eating!" After saying that, Renai walked towards the entrance with a painful expression on her face, quickly put on her shoes and left.

"Bye-Bye!"

There was a sound of the door closing at the entrance, and Uehara Tetsu looked at the ginger milk in front of him, a little confused: "Is it really that unpalatable?"

"What I make can't possibly..." He scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. He was silent for a while. Although he didn't say anything, the expression on his face turned red and hot.

"...too much ginger..."

Toru Uehara finished his dessert while trying hard to hold back.

Unexpectedly, I really had a car accident tonight...

Volume 1: Chapter 82 The party that is moved first will lose

At 9 o'clock the next morning, Toru Uehara arrived at the barber shop where he had made an appointment in advance. This barber shop was highly recommended by his agent, and it was said that many artists were regular customers here.

Here, even professions like voice actors seem commonplace.

Uehara Toru himself didn't have much idea about this. He originally planned to find a barber shop near his home to get it done quickly, but unfortunately, after searching on Google Maps, he found that nearby barber shops usually open after 12 noon. His live broadcast work that day started at 11 am, so he had no choice but to choose this barber shop.

As soon as he stepped into the shop, he found that the decoration here was not much different from that of an ordinary barber shop, but the lady at the front desk was particularly eye-catching. She had a playful short braid and medium-length bangs on the right side, and she looked like Dongshan Xiaohong who walked out of "Chainsaw Man".

Xiaohong smiled and greeted warmly: "Welcome, do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, I'm Toru Uehara," he replied.

"Okay, Mr. Uehara, please sit for a moment. Barber No. 2 will be down to serve you soon." Xiaohong's voice was gentle and polite.

Toru Uehara thought to himself that the service process of this store seemed a bit subtle, which made him think of some high-end gray industry services.

Not long after, a tall, thin man with a feminine appearance and long flowing hair walked down the stairs. When he saw Uehara Toru, he smiled and said, "Mr. Uehara, please follow me upstairs."

The layout of the second floor is divided into a separate haircutting room and a spacious hair washing area. Customers usually have their hair cut, blow-dried and permed in a single room, while washing their hair requires going to the hair washing area outside.

In addition, a series of value-added services such as massage and chatting are provided to meet the personalized needs of customers.

After sitting in the private room, barber No. 2 asked with a smile: "What kind of haircut do you want today?"

"Just keep it simple and refreshing. Cut your bangs. It's a bit annoying because they block your view." Toru Uehara replied.

"Cut it all off?" the barber confirmed.

"Well, cut them all off." Toru Uehara doesn't think the presence or absence of bangs will have much impact on his appearance.

"Got it," the barber responded briefly.

The barber started cutting hair immediately without any unnecessary words. After about ten minutes, as the scissors danced, the originally thick bangs slowly fell, and a fresh hairstyle gradually emerged. Although it was still a long way from a buzz cut, this hairstyle obviously gave Uehara Toru a brand new temperament.

Before, he was the typical cool and handsome guy, but now, his appearance has become more masculine. If he is willing to smile more, he will undoubtedly be a sunny and cheerful boy.

"That's it." Uehara Toru said with satisfaction.

"Okay." The barber responded.

Then the barber carefully cleaned up the loose hair on Uehara Toru's head and guided him out to wash his hair.

As they walked out and Toru Uehara was about to find a place to lie down in the hair washing area, he noticed a familiar figure beside him.

Mizuno Inori is here too...?

Mizuno Inori was chatting with the hairdresser with her eyes closed. She asked how long the perm would last and when she would come to get her hair done next time.

Toru Uehara was silent for a moment, and finally lay down quietly and let barber No. 2 help him wash his hair.

At this time, Mizuno Inori did not see Uehara Toru in her sight. It was not until she finished washing her hair and stood up with her hair wrapped in a towel that she unexpectedly saw him.

"Eh?"

"Uehara?"

She wanted to say hello, but Uehara Tetsuya closed his eyes.

Xiaoshui suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She stood there and thought for three seconds, and finally decided not to disturb the other person.

But her voice became noticeably lower when she spoke to her hairdresser.

"What's wrong, Mizuno-san, do you know the person just now?" the barber asked curiously.

"Yeah...I know her." Mizuno Inori replied.

"colleague?"

"Um……"

"Is the relationship bad?"

"This one……"

Oh no, Mizuno Qi felt that she was no longer normal. She was at the point where she didn't know how to talk to him if she met him.

Because the other party already understands your nature, the rhetoric you used before against others will definitely not work.

What should I say? Wouldn't it be awkward to just start talking about what happened before?

If I were to be honest about everything, wouldn't that seem too heavy?

However, we finally met here this time, and I feel like I’m wasting this opportunity by not talking to him…

And why do I feel so ashamed... Is it because I have heard that stuff too much?

Xiaoshui's mind was working at high speed, and the hairdresser was blowing her hair to show the effect of the perm. It was also the first time she saw her regular customer showing such a tangled expression.

It was like watching an entire TV series from one person’s face.

The barber girl couldn't help but wonder, could the handsome guy just now be Mizuno Inori's ex-boyfriend?

When you think about it this way, everything makes sense.

"Mizuno-san, do you want to get back together with him?" the barber asked tentatively.

"Get back together..." Mizuno Qi was stunned, then said thoughtfully: "That's about it, right?"

Reconciliation means reconciliation. In short, Mizuno Inori longs to experience the feeling of talking to him directly and freely again.

"Well, it's time for us to come into play. Leave your phone with us and we'll send it to you later." The barber suggested.

"Hmm?" Mizuno Qi was a little confused.

"Anyway, just pretend to stay outside the shop for a while," the barber explained.

As a frequent customer and distinguished VIP of our store, it is only natural to provide Miss Mizuno with some extra care.

Perhaps, our store could develop a new business line, like becoming a matchmaking agency, or specializing in helping couples reconcile and repair broken relationships?

Mizuno Qi seemed to understand the hairdresser's intention. She hesitated for a moment, her cheeks slightly flushed, and finally nodded gently.

She has two phones, after all, one dedicated to social media and self-searching, and the other for work.

For her, switching between the two phones is not just a simple operation, but also a reminder that lets her know which side she should show in different situations. This is a normative reminder for her and is very helpful.

She decided to leave the small phone she used to browse social media here later...

My heart started pounding.

She was already getting nervous.

……

After the hairdresser carefully dried his hair, Toru Uehara looked at himself in the mirror and felt quite satisfied. This refreshing hairstyle made him feel that running in the increasingly hot weather would be a pleasant experience.

He went downstairs, paid the bill, registered as a member of the store, and prepared to leave.

At this time, he noticed that the weather outside had changed a bit. The sky was covered with dark clouds, which seemed to indicate that a rainstorm was coming. The rain did not fall last night, but it seemed inevitable today. He was just not sure when the rain would fall.

"Um, Mr. Uehara, the thing is, a cell phone was left here just now."

"...?"

As Toru Uehara listened to the other party's explanation, his eyes involuntarily turned to the figure not far away who had just stepped out of the store.

Mizuno Inori stood there, her body as stiff as if she was walking on a catwalk, taking every step carefully. Fortunately, she was not wearing high heels, otherwise, with her nervous state at the moment, she would probably lose her balance and fall to the ground.

Toru Uehara took the phone, looked at "Dongshan Xiaohong" and the barber just now, showed a half-smile, and nodded.

"Row."

"Thank you so much."

"fine."

Toru Uehara found the scene somewhat humorous.

Normally in this situation, shouldn't they be the ones chasing after the person and returning the phone?

But forget it, I guess this is just Mizuno Qi’s little idea.

She is a person who really has a lot of little thoughts.

No wonder Sakura couldn't do anything to her.