I am a voice actor, not your emotional support

It seems that I am destined to wander in the ways of the world today.

But it’s also good this way, to make more good connections, in case these relationships can help you someday?

Toru Uehara has now gradually felt the benefits of making many friends, and naturally he is no longer as paranoid as before.

"Xiao Jin."

"Take Mr. Yuan upstairs."

"Okay, okay." Sumire Uesaka looked at Toru Uehara meekly, and her heart beat faster involuntarily as she watched him approach her step by step.

Uehara Tetsuya smiled back at her, "Congratulations, Sumire."

"Congratulations to me...what?" Sumire Uesaka was a little confused.

"I heard that you have joined the BangDream project now, right?"

"This kind of planning is very helpful in increasing your visibility. If you take this step, you are already ahead of many people."

"Ah...thank you, teacher." Sumire Uesaka smiled shyly when she heard the congratulations.

"At that time, I just received an audition notice, so I gave it a try... I didn't expect to be selected."

When Sumire Uesaka thinks back on that audition experience, she still finds it a little hard to believe.

Everything seemed to be going exceptionally smoothly without encountering any particular difficulties or challenges, and she naturally got the first important, named role in her life.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the careful teaching of Mr. Uehara. It was his guidance that enabled her to pass the audition so smoothly.

"Very good, then you just follow this step, and as long as your agent assigns you an audition, you should actively participate."

"Don't be like me and spend so much time polishing a small role..."

Although Toru Uehara does not regret the twists and turns he has taken in the past, after all, those experiences were quite interesting and accumulated rich materials for him, but he also knows that for a voice actor who desires steady development, it is wise to avoid detours.

Sumire Uesaka listened quietly as he passed on these valuable experiences to her again, and that familiar and intimate feeling instantly surged into her heart.

Indeed, the teacher is still the same teacher.

Sumire Uesaka really enjoyed the feeling of being carefully taught and treated sincerely. It was because of Toru Uehara's serious attitude towards her voice acting career that she developed a special feeling for him.

"Teacher, I will remember everything you said."

"Ah That's good."

Toru Uehara didn't mind that Sumire Uesaka started calling him teacher again. In fact, he felt that this address was more in line with their relationship and seemed more natural.

The two walked along the stairs to the tea room on the second floor. The tea room was specially prepared for distinguished guests, either to discuss important matters or to entertain those particularly familiar and distinguished friends.

Obviously, Toru Uehara belongs to the latter.

The moment they opened the tatami door, the faint aroma of wood and the unique scent of tatami intertwined and hit their noses.

Inside the room, an old man with white hair but bright eyes was looking up at them.

When the old man saw Toru Uehara, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but when he noticed the shyness on his granddaughter's face, he immediately understood - this was the teacher she often mentioned.

As an old man who has studied aesthetics in depth, he always has a keen sense of beauty. Whether it is the opposite sex or the same sex, he can quickly develop a liking for those with outstanding appearance.

Uehara's face is like a carefully designed work of art, with bright and spirited eyes, a high nose bridge, and a harmonious and balanced combination of facial features. His lips are slightly thin, which may reflect his calm personality to some extent.

The old man often speculates on a person's fate and character by observing his appearance, which has been something he has been interested in for a long time.

"Grandpa, he is my teacher Uehara." Sumire Uesaka introduced softly.

And Toru Uehara hurriedly greeted the old man.

The old man waved his hand slightly: "Don't be so reserved, my name is Yoshida Yuo, and it's nice to meet you, Mr. Uehara."

"I don't deserve it, Mr. Yoshida."

"sit down."

After hearing what the old man said, Toru Uehara and Sumire Uesaka sat down at the coffee table together. At this time, the old man also began to make tea for them seriously.

"Although Japan's Matcha tea ceremony is a good traditional culture, I personally prefer Chinese tea. I specially asked a friend to bring these Junshan Yinzhen tea back from China." The old man said while showing the tea in his hand.

"This tea has a mellow taste and a refreshing aroma. I like it very much. Come, Mr. Uehara, try it too." He invited enthusiastically.

"Thank you." Toru Uehara politely took the teacup, took a sip, and then a look of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

The light sweetness and refreshing aroma are truly refreshing.

"This is really good tea," he exclaimed.

"Haha, as long as you like it." The old man smiled with satisfaction.

"By the way, Mr. Uehara, I have admired some of your paintings. You have superb painting skills and rich imagination. I have always been curious, are you self-taught or did you learn from a master?"

Toru Uehara smiled slightly. It turned out that the old man was also quite interested in painting.

"I'm completely self-taught. If I have any teachers, they are the tutorials on the Internet and the masterpieces of the masters."

"Completely self-taught?" The old man was a little surprised.

Uehara Toru nodded affirmatively.

"That's true..." The old man was so happy that his face was beaming with smiles.

"Teacher Uehara, if that's the case, would you like me to introduce you to a few masters, and then you can meet them, maybe..."

Uehara Toru declined, "I'm sorry, old man, I'm really not that interested in this."

“How can you draw so well if you’re not that interested?”

Toru Uehara pondered for a while. He did enjoy the pleasure of painting. At that time, he felt that he was a person who loved painting.

But... that is ultimately just a spice of life. The reason why he can paint well is more because he has learned from the strengths of many artists rather than because of his own extraordinary talent.

Listening to Uehara Toru's explanation, the old man smiled helplessly: "Geniuses always think they are ordinary."

"In that case, I won't force it. However, I have a painting here that only needs the last few strokes to be completed, but I haven't been able to make up my mind. Uehara-kun, can you help me take a look?"

"Of course." Uehara Toru agreed happily.

The old man stood up, walked behind the door curtain, and took out a painting covered with cloth.

When the cloth was lifted, the true appearance of the painting appeared before them.

The painting shows a little girl playing in the yard, and that little girl is obviously... Sumire Uesaka next to him.

When Sumire Uesaka saw the painting, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She turned to her grandfather and a shy blush appeared on her face.

I didn’t expect that grandpa could draw himself…

"Friend Uehara, I only have two doubts. One is, what is missing from my painting? I know this, but I just can't find the point."

"The other is, what do you think this painting of mine is about?"

As a kind of visual art, paintings are intuitive and concrete, but the artistic conception they contain is often abstract and changeable. Therefore, facing the same painting, different viewers often have different feelings and understandings.

Toru Uehara carefully observes every detail on the canvas. In the painting, little Sumire Uesaka is hugging her toys in the yard. Although the background is hazy, it cannot conceal her innocence when she is playing, perfectly capturing the purity and happiness of childhood.

"What you painted may be happiness itself. For you, your granddaughter playing happily is a great happiness in itself. Your granddaughter's happiness also indicates that your children are living well." Toru Uehara said slowly.

"You have no other extravagant hopes, you just hope that as an elder, you can see your granddaughter grow up healthily and live a better life. I think this is what you think is happiness, so your writing is so gentle."

"Happiness..." The old man smiled with satisfaction when he heard this.

"So, if you were asked to complete this painting, what would you like to add?"

Uehara Toru thought for a moment: "A cat?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Uehara Toru with wide eyes: "Teacher Uehara, you are indeed a genius!"

In Japan, cats have many meanings. Black cats represent good luck and wealth, while white cats symbolize purity and happiness.

Uehara Toru thought the old man's reaction was a bit exaggerated, but he still responded with a smile. After all, who wouldn't be happy to be praised?

As long as you don't praise him for being handsome but praise him for doing well in other aspects, he will most likely be happy.

"Well, Mr. Uehara, can you please add a cat to this painting for me?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Uehara. This painting is just a practice piece after all," the old man added.

Uehara Toru pondered for a while, then nodded slightly and walked forward to examine the painting carefully. Then, he picked up the brush at hand and began to make detailed corrections on the canvas.

Uehara's imagination quickly turned into a work on canvas. At first, the old man thought he was just going to add a cat next to the little girl in the painting, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

He cleverly used the white cat’s open mouth to frame the image of the little girl, creating a visually powerful work of art.

The old man had never expected that what Uehara Toru said about "adding a cat" would actually lead to such a clever idea.

Sitting in the back, Sumire Uesaka watched Toru Uehara concentrate on painting, completely transforming the painting. The admiration in her eyes was beyond words.

About twenty minutes later, Toru Uehara finished his careful revision of the painting. Compared with the original, his revision made the picture more fascinating. He cleverly used the cat as the main subject of the picture, and the little girl was gently surrounded by the white cat. The two seemed to be integrated into one, creating a strong visual impact.

This work is unforgettable at first sight, and it embodies Toru Uehara's unique creativity and ingenuity.

The old man couldn't help but applaud: "Teacher Uehara, your skills are really admirable."

Uehara Toru smiled and replied: "It's nothing, just some basic composition techniques. Painting relies on imagination, and breaking the rules is the embodiment of imagination. Many painters like to try this."

In the following time, Toru Uehara had an in-depth conversation with the old man, and the two continued to exchange their understanding of the art of painting.

Although Sumire Uesaka didn't quite understand what they were discussing, she always maintained a proper sitting posture, even though her legs became a little numb later on.

Despite this, she still feels very happy and satisfied.

"My dear Uehara, talking to you today is hundreds of times better than studying on my own. Now the time is right, and my daughter should have prepared the meal. Let's go eat together and come back to continue later."

"it is good."

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At the dining table, Toru Uehara admired the carefully prepared dishes in front of him. He originally thought that they were just beautiful in appearance, but he didn't expect that they tasted unexpectedly good as well.

"These are all specially ordered from the restaurant. My cooking skills are really limited, so please don't mind, Mr. Uehara," Mrs. Uesaka explained.

Toru Uehara smiled and shook his head, and once again sighed in his heart at the wealth of the Uesaka family. A meal like this must be very expensive.

After lunch, Mrs. Uesaka took out the two paintings, handed them to the old man, and explained that they were gifts from Toru Uehara.

The old man immediately showed his joy. He looked at Uehara Tetsu and asked, "Are you really going to give it to us like this?"

Uehara Toru nodded.

"of course."

"Friend Uehara, I have a suggestion. The ownership of these paintings still belongs to you, but... I want to auction them off."

"How about we split the proceeds from the auction 50-50?"

Uehara Toru was a little confused: "No need to share, just take them all..."

"That won't work. You are the owner of the painting."

Toru Uehara looked at the old man's sincere face and realized that the other party might want to continue to keep in touch with him in this way.

After understanding this, Toru Uehara said nothing more but just expressed his gratitude.

Uehara Toru does not have high expectations for the market value of his paintings. He has sold some paintings, but the prices are usually only tens of thousands of yen, and the birth of each work requires a burst of inspiration and several days of careful polishing.

In the painting world, reputation is often the key to determining the value of a work. For an unknown painter like him, relying on selling paintings to make a living is almost an impossible dream.

Therefore, Toru Uehara believes that the investment and return of painting are not proportional. In addition, he is not really passionate about painting. He just wants to experience the actual feelings of artists and creators, so he did not choose to continue to delve into this path.

Being able to become the signature teacher of that institution was just a marketing strategy of theirs, and Toru Uehara just cooperated with it, that's all.

"We should thank you, Mr. Uehara."

The Uesaka family treated him very thoughtfully, whether it was tea, pastries, or emotional value, everything was done very well.

After lunch, Toru Uehara no longer needed to continue the long conversation with the old man, and he was able to enjoy some quiet time in the sunroom in the courtyard.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappled onto his shoulders. He savored the fragrance of the tea in his hand, exhaled leisurely, and immersed himself in this brief peace.

Mrs. Uesaka felt that the time was about right, so she gently pushed Sumire Uesaka, motioning her to come forward.

Sumire Uesaka's steps were a little unsteady. She looked at her mother with a hint of panic, but only caught her mother's firm and sharp gaze.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and slowly walked in front of Toru Uehara.

"Teacher..." Her voice trembled a little.

"Hmm?" Toru Uehara looked at Sumire Uesaka's uneasy look and couldn't help but recall the scene when they first met.

A big part of the reason why his attitude towards Sumire Uesaka has changed is because of the misunderstanding at the last concert.