I am a voice actor, not your emotional support

Uehara Toru nodded: "Okay."

He picked up a pen, paper and drawing board and walked to the shade of a tree not far away where he was sitting.

At this time, there was a female college student wearing headphones. When she saw Toru Uehara walking towards her, her heart suddenly started beating like a deer.

I thought it would be a rare romantic encounter, so my trip to the park today wouldn't be in vain.

But unexpectedly, Toru Uehara just gestured twice, stood there, and started painting on the spot.

The female college students were extremely disappointed.

The time for painting is both long and short.

The breeze blew across his handsome face. Looking at his extremely focused state, no one dared to approach to disturb him.

In this place, he may be a landscape in itself.

"Cherry blossom petals are falling on the white paper under the tree." Mrs. Sakura couldn't help but recite it.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lily teased, "How dare you modify Mr. Matsuo Basho's haiku?"

Mrs. Sakura just smiled and said, "I can't help it. I just want to express my feelings about the harmonious beauty between man and nature. Although there are no cherry blossoms now, it's a pity."

Mrs. Uesaka poked her daughter’s waist and said, “Go buy him a bottle of water.”

"Hey, why?"

"Just go when I tell you to, stupid." Mrs. Uesaka could only sigh.

My daughter isn't half as smart as I was when I was young in this regard.

Sumire Uesaka went to the vending machine in a daze and bought a bottle of mineral water.

Then he slowly came to Toru Uehara's side, and when he was about to hand him the water, he happened to see what he was drawing at the moment.

Under the bare cherry tree, a woman in a kimono was standing, holding a paper umbrella and looking out at the river.

Although the woman's face cannot be seen, her tears can be seen.

A faint sadness welled up in my heart.

Toru Uehara finished painting the last stroke of the woman's smiling face and stopped there.

He turned his head, looked at Sumire Uesaka beside him, and asked, "You bought it for me?"

"Ah, yes." Sumire Uesaka quickly handed over the water.

Toru Uehara unscrewed the bottle and drank without hesitation, while handing the painting to Sumire Uesaka.

Sumire Uesaka watched him gulp the water, his Adam's apple rolling.

"What are you looking at?"

"No, nothing. I'll take the painting to my mother?"

"Well, go ahead. I'll take a break and then go talk to them."

Holding the drawing board and paper in her hands, Sumire Uesaka returned to her mother's side.

When I handed the paintings to them, it was no surprise that I heard words of praise after words.

"I see... No wonder I was asked to add a character."

"It will indeed be more artistic... No, then why did he ask me to focus on painting the river and light and shadow?"

"Because you're better at it," Mrs. Sakura chuckled.

"I see." Mrs. Uesaka nodded thoughtfully. She looked at her daughter who was standing in front of her in a daze: "What's wrong, Sumire, are you stunned?"

"Mom, I..."

“I kind of want to be a voice actor.”

"..."

"..."

"Puff." Mrs. Lily was the first one who couldn't hold it back.

Mrs. Sakura smiled and agreed, "To be honest, I want to, too."

Mrs. Uesaka didn't give her daughter any face and laughed in a particularly exaggerated way.

"Oh no, I have a stomachache..."

Sumire Uesaka stared at them blankly, not knowing what they were laughing at.

"Can't you?"

"Okay, of course. I'll contact the voice actor school for you in a while. Or why don't you just ask Mr. Uehara directly later?"

Uesaka Sumire clenched her fist and nodded: "Yeah."

Volume 1: Chapter 23: One More Student

"Recommend a voice actor school?"

Before leaving, Uesaka mother and daughter called him alone and explained his desire to become a voice actor.

"Yes, it would be best if it was the voice actor school you attended before, so that we can always have someone to look after us."

"Take care of me..." When Toru Uehara was attending voice actor school, he was busy doing various part-time jobs, so he was just a nodding acquaintance with the teachers and classmates there.

It was difficult for him to provide any care.

"Well, if that doesn't work, we can find a school ourselves. Then, Mr. Uehara, how about you be her master?"

Mrs. Uesaka pushed Sumire Uesaka in front of her. Sumire Uesaka's shoulders were stiff and she looked at Toru Uehara nervously.

Toru Uehara watched as Mrs. Uesaka kept making gestures to him at her side, and it was obviously the amount of money.

To be honest, if you can completely eliminate financial pressure in the future and focus on your career, you can indeed save a lot of trouble.

Besides, as a senior with five years of experience, there shouldn’t be any problem for me to teach the newcomers, right?

match of major.

This life...

received.

"Row……"

"That's good, Xiaojin, hurry up and call Master."

"Eh?"

"Master, master..."

"… Let's just call you teacher."

"Hey, why do I feel that the master has more feelings?"

Madam, what's wrong with you?

Sumire Uesaka also felt that something was wrong with her mother today.

"Okay, then you two can exchange contact information. I'll contact you after you enroll in the voice actor school."

"Oh, by the way, we don't have to come to this life drawing class every week. We can arrange the specific time when we are free, okay?"

"Well, okay." Toru Uehara now chose to obey this absolute financial sponsor.

"Well, that's all for today, Uehara-kun, byebye~"

"..." Uehara Toru waved to her, which was rare.

Wait until he leaves.

“Mom, why…are you so enthusiastic about him today?”

Although, what I am doing now is what I really want to do, my mother helped me to make it happen.

But why did I feel like something was weird, as if I was deliberately pushing myself towards him?

Could it be that he is actually someone that both mom and dad know, a relative’s child or something?

"Mom just likes handsome guys like him~"

"Wait, Xiaojin, don't you feel guilty asking me this?"

Uesaka Sumire was bewildered: "Why should I feel guilty?"

Mrs. Uesaka laughed in silence: "How naive~"

Reaching out and touching Sumire Uesaka's head, Mrs. Uesaka thought silently.

There must be a reason for treating someone specially.

There is only one biggest reason why she is so passionate about Toru Uehara.

Very high potential.

She will never forget the comments made by those famous old painters on Toru Uehara.

As long as you devote yourself to studying for two years, you will be able to make a name for yourself in the circle.

My daughter, the status of a famous painter in today's society is no less than that of a writer.

I just don’t know if you can seize the opportunity.

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On the other side, Mrs. Sakura returned home and put the sketch that Toru Uehara had just finished into a special frame, preparing to hang it in the room and study it carefully.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Sakura Ayane wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with her long white legs hanging down on the sofa.

Ms. Sakura's legs have excellent proportions and shapes, which is recognized by the industry.

At this moment, she was lazily looking at the script for the recording in a few days.

Mrs. Sakura stepped forward and slapped her thighs twice, then smiled and said, "Aren't you going to greet your mother when she comes back?"

"Ah, welcome, welcome, a warm welcome..." Sakura Ayane quickly stood up and wanted to hug her mother, but her tone sounded perfunctory.

Mrs. Sakura smiled and patted her daughter: "How's work going lately? Is it going well?"

"It's still the same, nothing special."

"Did you make any new friends?"

"……Okay."

Sakura Ayane is indeed a weird person.

Although she gets along well with everyone on the set or at events, her interactions with the female voice actors are always very close.

But once work is over, no one can enter her private life.

Occasionally, female voice actors would invite her out to play, but she would usually decline.

I stay at home after work and refuse all social activities.

"I guess she doesn't have one anymore. So, where's her boyfriend?"

"That's even more impossible. You know I hate men." Sakura Ayane curled her lips.

"Don't let your dad hear you say this."

"Dad is an exception. Anyway, I'm only 20, so don't rush me."

"Okay, I won't rush you. So...are you having any conflicts with others?"

"contradiction?"

"No, Mom, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so suspicious?"

"I'm just concerned about you. Okay, I'm going upstairs to rest. I'm tired from sketching all day. You can order takeout for dinner."

"Wait, did you draw that picture?" Sakura asked curiously.

"No, it was drawn by our teacher today. Do you want to see it?"

"have a look."

Sakura took it and examined it carefully in her hands.