I am a voice actor, not your emotional support

"Hehe." Sakura Ayane snorted.

Finally, they came to a secluded staircase where no one else was. Sakura Ayane took out a lunch box from her handbag and handed it to Uehara Toru.

"What is this?" Uehara Toru asked curiously.

"These are some snacks my mother made, and I can't finish them. Can you help me with them, senior?" she explained.

"I don't want to eat." Uehara Toru refused directly.

"My mother told me to share it with others. If she knew that I didn't share it, wouldn't I be embarrassed?" Sakura Ayane was a little anxious.

"You are very embarrassed, what does it have to do with me?" Uehara Toru raised his eyebrows.

"Senior~~" Sakura Ayane called coquettishly.

"Please, can you please?"

Sakura Ayane's coquettish mode was activated again, and she gave him a pleading look while observing his reaction.

When Toru Uehara opened the lunch box, he saw three carefully made small sandwiches inside. The exquisite appearance made people's appetite increase at first sight. This was completely different from the beef rice made by the child's sister.

He picked up a toothpick stuck in the sandwich and put the food into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"How does it taste?" Sakura Ayane asked casually, but there was a hint of anticipation in her tone.

"Not bad." Uehara Toru commented.

"Hehe, my mother's cooking is always delicious." Sakura Ayane said proudly, and at the same time secretly put her hands behind her back and clenched them gently.

"Well, can we get down to business?" Uehara Toru closed his lunch box and got down to business.

"Okay, okay, you've established friendships with a lot of great seniors recently. I want to ask you what your secret is in this regard. Can I just start a conversation?"

"If you want to maintain this relationship, what should you do?" she continued to ask, seeming a little anxious.

When Toru Uehara heard Sakura Ayane's question, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

Is it now his turn to teach Sakura the ways of the world?

However, he thought again and realized that although Sakura Ayane had learned a lot of lessons in interpersonal communication, she was indeed not good at translating these lessons into practical actions, otherwise her social circle would not be so limited.

"Treat others for dinner, invite others to your home, and then..." Toru Uehara began to share his experience.

He felt that the key moment when his relationship with his predecessors became close was probably that gathering.

Since then, people in the group have occasionally mentioned that party and discussed the time of the next party. It is obvious that everyone is still reminiscing about the party.

It’s just that it’s unlikely that we’ll be able to organize another gathering in the short term. After all, everyone is busy with work and their schedules are packed.

Although the voice actor industry is developing rapidly and the number of practitioners has increased dramatically, only a few elites can actually get dubbing opportunities, especially dubbing the protagonist.

The relationship between animation and voice actors is no longer a simple relationship of primary and secondary, but has become a mutually beneficial and win-win partnership.

Sakura Ayane was a little surprised when she heard Toru Uehara's long speech: "Do I have to do so much to invite someone to my home?"

"If you are not sincere, who will truly regard you as a friend?" Toru Uehara said bluntly.

"So, senior, when will you invite me to your house?" Sakura Ayane asked half-jokingly.

"In the next life."

"Tsk tsk..." Sakura Ayane muttered in dissatisfaction.

Uehara Tetsu continued, "However, there is no need to say much about Mizuno Inori. Nana is also very easy to get along with. Is she the senior you met recently?"

"Yes, Reina Ueda-san, we met at several auditions. I tried to talk to her the day before yesterday and exchanged contact information." Sakura Ayane explained.

"I had such a good conversation with Nana yesterday that I was wondering if I could make more friends," she added.

"Reina Ueda..." When Toru Uehara read this name, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

"If it's her, I don't think you need to worry too much. Just show half the passion you have for Mizuno Inori," he suggested.

"Really? I hope it won't scare people?" Sakura Ayane was a little skeptical.

"Wait, senior, you seem to know Ueda-senpai very well?" she asked curiously.

Toru Uehara just smiled and didn't answer.

"Okay, I'm leaving. I should take a rest in the remaining half day." Toru Uehara said, putting the lunch box on the steps, patted his butt and left.

"Oh..." Sakura Ayane looked at his departing back, and her mood changed from excitement to a complicated one.

Come to think of it, it was because Ueda-senpai heard that I was doing a radio broadcast with Toru Uehara that he took the initiative to talk to me.

No way……?

Sakura Ayane gently opened the lid of the lunch box and savored the sandwich she made herself. She chewed it carefully, and every bite released the subtle sour taste of tomato, making it difficult to tell whether the sour taste on the tip of the tongue was stronger or the other sourness was stronger.

……

What kind of feelings does Toru Uehara have for Rena Ueda?

The answer he gave himself was: She was a very good friend of his.

This meant that she held a high position in his circle of friends, but her relationship was somewhat inferior to that of his seniors such as Matsuoka, Nobunaga, and Natsuki.

His relationship with Nina is incomparable. If Nina encounters any difficulties, he will lend a helping hand without hesitation.

As for Reina Ueda, although he is willing to provide help, the priority may be lower.

More importantly, there is a tacit agreement between them.

That is, we can't fall in love with each other.

With such an agreement, as if it were an invisible constraint, Toru Uehara felt more relaxed and comfortable when interacting with others, and he was able to grasp the proper measure in making friends more freely.

At present, he really has no plans to fall in love. Whenever he thinks about the fact that love requires a large part of his precious work time to be given to his partner, he feels that such love will only bring negative benefits.

His ideal relationship is one in which both parties can make progress together, move forward hand in hand in their careers, and at the same time have emotional support.

However, he will not force others to have the same idea as him, because there is no practical meaning in doing so. When it comes to relationships, you can only let nature take its course, and rely on the passage of time and daily interactions to gradually clarify each other's intentions.

At 4:00 p.m., Toru Uehara arrived at the concert hall as scheduled. He had just taken out his cell phone and was about to check the new messages when he heard the familiar voice of Rena Ueda calling him.

"Tetsu-kun, you're here so early."

Ueda Reina held an umbrella in her hand. Her outfit today was a pink and white top with various animal patterns on it, and a brown hip skirt. This outfit set off her slender figure, making her look weak and elegant.

In terms of appearance, Ueda Reina may not be considered stunningly beautiful, but her charm lies in the harmonious unity of her temperament and appearance. Her smile always makes people feel like spring breeze, especially when she smiles, her eyes will be slightly narrowed, which adds a bit of intimacy and makes people feel very approachable.

"You're here early, too."

Uehara Toru smiled slightly: "Since we are here, let's go in first."

"Good~"

Reina Ueda closed her umbrella lightly and walked into the concert hall side by side with Toru Uehara.

At the same time, Mrs. Uesaka and Sumire Uesaka came out of the mall entrance not far away, carrying large and small bags. They turned their eyes to Mr. Bank Card next to them.

"Honey, Xiaojin and I will go to the concert hall to wait for you. Please help us put our things back to the car."

"Hey... why is it again..."

"Husband~"

Mrs. Uesaka held her husband's arm affectionately, showing a kind of coquettishness that was not quite in line with her age, but also a unique charm. Coupled with her tacit lip reading, Mr. Bank Card, who was originally somewhat reluctant, immediately became obedient and picked up the shopping bag.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." He said firmly.

Watching him walk away in big strides, Mrs. Uesaka nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Jin, see, this is the real art of controlling a husband."

"Xiao Jin?" She noticed her daughter's mood.

"What's wrong, my dear daughter? Are you unhappy again?"

"Why didn't you let me buy the CD of Mr. Uehara that I wanted to buy just now?" Sumire Uesaka was a little dissatisfied.

"Oh, my dear daughter, what would happen if your father saw that?" Mrs. Uesaka said helplessly, "Besides, I tell you, you must not get your position wrong. The more you are obsessed with him, the farther you will be from him."

Uesaka Sumire: "Is it because admiration itself is the furthest distance?"

"You know it very well." Mrs. Uesaka said with a smile, "That little girl, Ao-chan said so?"

"Yeah." Sumire Uesaka nodded.

"Anyway, the first thing you need to do now is to control your emotions and then do what you want to do. Isn't your job as a voice actor going well? You should be happier."

"As for the relationship, we'll have plenty of time to take it slow in the future."

"Yeah, I get it, Mom."

"So good." Mrs. Uesaka gently touched her daughter's head.

Mrs. Uesaka walked into the concert hall with her daughter and found her seats in the designated waiting area.

Time flies, and twenty minutes goes by in a flash.

The time to enter is coming.

Uehara Toru had already booked the tickets, and their seats were in the prime location of the concert hall - the middle seats. Listening to the performance of musical instruments from here was undoubtedly the most wonderful experience.

He chose to bring Tian Lingna here because concerts can give people a feeling of spiritual purification, which is completely different from the atmosphere in the livehouse that makes people constantly excited.

Reina Ueda undoubtedly needs this kind of soul-healing experience more.

The two of them walked to their seats and sat down together, smiled at each other, and without saying anything, they waited quietly for the orchestra on the stage to begin their performance.

Cello, violin, saxophone, trumpet, piano...all kinds of musical instruments are available and ready.

As the conductor in the center gently waved his baton, a magnificent music sounded, which filled the entire concert hall like golden afterglow, bringing a solemn and warm atmosphere to every audience present.

The notes jumped in the air, as if lighting up every corner of the concert hall and letting everyone bathe in this golden light.

The audience held their breath, their eyes closely following the conductor's movements. Every wave of his hand seemed to guide the rise and fall of the waves, letting the magnificent music unfold in their ears.

For Rena Ueda, this was her first time attending such a formal concert.

For those who visit a concert hall for the first time, they can more intuitively feel the difference between this kind of concert and the music they listen to on a daily basis. This difference is not only in the presentation of music, but also a leap in texture.

Once you get used to this high level of performance, other music will seem a little bland to some extent.

Ueda Reina's eyes were fixed on the performance on the stage, and occasionally, she would secretly observe Uehara Toru next to her out of the corner of her eye. She was a little surprised to see him completely relaxed, with his eyes closed.

Influenced by him, she also began to try to relax her body and mind and gently closed her eyes.

In the darkness around her, the harmony of the instruments rose and fell like waves, seeming to surround her more closely, and the heart-touching experience was instantly magnified infinitely. Ueda Rena felt a sense of surprise in her heart, and her hand unconsciously stretched out, but unexpectedly touched Uehara Toru's hand lightly.

The sudden touch made her open her eyes suddenly, with a hint of nervousness and embarrassment in her eyes, and her gaze turned to Toru Uehara.

But Toru Uehara just gave her a gentle smile and whispered something with his lips.

Reina Ueda couldn't read his lip language and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

So, Toru Uehara gently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, touched the screen, and sent her a message.

Reina Ueda also took out her mobile phone lightly, slid her fingertips, and began to read the new messages.

Uehara: [Would it be better if I closed my eyes and listened? ]

Reina: [Yes, indeed.]

Uehara: [Sometimes, when I feel mentally exhausted, it’s a good idea to take a nap here.]

Reina: [Eh, can you really sleep? ]

Uehara: [You can try.]

After this brief exchange, Rena Ueda really began to relax herself, trying to let herself fall asleep gradually in this beautiful and moving melody.

The vague uneasiness left by the previous quarrel with her family slowly dissipated under the caress of these soothing melodies. Those lonely nights when she spent time alone seemed to be warmed by the comfort of this music.

Ueda Reina felt as if she was suspended in the clouds, surrounded by gentleness and comfort. Although there was a slight breeze, it did not bring chill.

When she opened her eyes and looked up, she found herself bathed in the protection of a huge figure - it was Toru Uehara, who was shielding her from the rain.

Although she was puzzled as to why there was rain above the clouds, she soon realized that in a dream, there was no need to follow the logic of reality.

Halfway through the concert, Toru Uehara suddenly felt a slight weight on his arm. He turned his head and was surprised to find that Rena Ueda was actually asleep.

Uehara Toru was slightly startled, but couldn't help but smile. Then, he gently supported her with his arms to ensure that she slept more comfortably and didn't tilt her head too much.

In a state half asleep and half awake, Rena Ueda spent the entire two-hour concert in a daze, accompanied by music.

As the last note of the music slowly faded away, the audience began to get up and leave one after another, and there were rustling sounds all around. In the midst of the noise, someone accidentally touched Ueda Rena's leg, which slowly woke her up from her deep sleep.

Her eyes were blurry and she was in a trance for a moment, then she realized that she had leaned on Uehara Toru's shoulder without knowing when. She sat up straight and began to carefully examine Uehara Toru's clothes today.