I am a voice actor, not your emotional support

"Just run!" Uehara Goki replied breathlessly, with a bit of exasperation in his tone.

He felt like his lungs were about to explode and his legs were getting heavier.

How could this happen? Could it be that without realizing it, my body has really aged to this extent?

As the distance got longer, when he ran to the tenth kilometer, Uehara Toru looked back at his father. He was still desperately holding on, but his running posture had become somewhat deformed, his movements were clumsy and stiff, and it looked like he would probably get hurt if he continued running.

Uehara Toru finally softened his heart. He stopped at the edge of the woods ahead and looked back at Xiaohua.

Xiaohua immediately understood what he meant and ran to Uehara Goki, paying attention to his condition.

Uehara 2 Wuhui finally 9 stopped 4 and was about to 0 sit down 3 on the ground, but 6 Xiaohua 4 quickly stopped him.

"?" Uehara Goki looked confused.

"You can't sit down right away, uncle. You'll easily faint." Xiaohua said seriously.

She took the candy and a bottle of water from Uehara Toru, and then handed it to Uehara Goki's mouth. "Here, replenish some sugar and water."

While gasping for breath, Uehara Goki took the candy and water and wolfed them down, finally recovering gradually.

He raised his head and looked at Toru Uehara and Xiaohua who were standing next to him.

What frustrated him was that the two men, except for their slightly rosy complexions, didn't even break out in sweat, while he was panting like a cow, with weak legs and feet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. In contrast, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This is so embarrassing...

Uehara Toru looked at his father's embarrassed appearance and wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks in his heart. However, before he could say anything, he heard Uehara Goki whisper:

"I'm definitely not as physically capable as you, Toru."

Uehara Toru was stunned for a moment and did not respond.

Uehara Goki took a deep breath and then said, "Xiaohua, can you let me talk to this brat alone?"

Uehara Toru frowned slightly and said calmly: "No need, Xiaohua is not an outsider."

Uehara Goki glanced at him and sighed: "Okay, then tell her in front of her."

He straightened up a little and put on a serious expression: "You said before that you wanted to continue your career and didn't want to accept the job I prepared for you... Are you serious?"

Uehara Toru looked calm and answered without hesitation: "I thought we had already discussed this topic thoroughly."

Uehara Goki said coldly, "Even if it's assets of this amount, you're not willing to take it over?"

He then threw out an astronomical figure, a sum so large that it was staggering. However, neither Uehara Toru nor Xiaohua standing next to him had the slightest expression on their faces.

Uehara Toru just looked at him calmly and said, "Then I'll take over after you're dead. While you're still alive, I just want to do my own thing."

"..." Uehara Goki was speechless for a moment and glared at him fiercely, but then smiled helplessly, "You kid, you are really shameless."

Uehara Tetsuya smiled: "I guess this is something you inherited from me."

Uehara Goki was stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his hand unhappily: "Help me up."

Uehara Toru stretched out his hand to pull his father up, and heard him mutter: "Really, in the end I still have to clean up this mess by myself. But, it's okay..."

As he spoke, he looked up at Uehara Tetsu, his eyes revealing a bit of relief. The sun shone on his son, and he looked so energetic that he even envied him.

"Brat, will you come back next year?" asked Uehara Satoki.

"Not going back." Uehara Toru shook his head.

"Then wait until you come back next time and compete with me in a running race again. I will definitely beat you then." Uehara Goki was still unconvinced.

Uehara Toru smiled disdainfully: "Just you? An old thing at your age."

Uehara Goki snorted and retorted, "Yeah, little thing, I am your father after all."

"..." Xiaohua, who was standing by, listened to the father and son swearing at each other, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She felt that the atmosphere was subtle yet warm.

The tacit understanding and affection revealed in this bickering made her feel that she didn't need to intervene to ease the situation.

However, Xiaohua suddenly remembered the astonishing asset figure that Uehara Goki had mentioned just now, and she couldn't help but tilt her head, wondering in her heart: That much money, how much money is it?

She has no specific concept of wealth. To her, if she can have enough food to eat, supplement the family expenses, and have enough money to support some needy students, then she is considered rich.

She is very satisfied with her current life.

-

After returning home, Uehara Toru began to prepare the ingredients for lunch. While he was handling the dishes skillfully, he casually asked, "Since you are so rich, why do you still live here?"

"Because your mother refuses to move out." Uehara Goki sat in the living room, soaking his feet in hot water, his tone somewhat helpless.

"I took her back to the city to live in my house for a week, but she soon said it was too empty, she couldn't adapt, she felt uncomfortable, and she felt very depressed, so she came back not long after. She said she still felt like home here."

When Uehara Toru heard this, his movements paused slightly, and his eyes became more gentle. Sure enough, although many things are false, the memories and emotions left here are always real.

"What about Uncle Takeda, Aunt Horiuchi and others? Are they your subordinates?" he asked curiously.

"No." Uehara Goki smiled, "They are just bosses who cooperate with me. At the beginning, they had something to ask of me, so they agreed to act in a play with me and live here for a few months. But later, they also liked this place spontaneously, and ended up not leaving."

Uehara Toru was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled: "It seems that this village is quite magical."

"Being away from the hustle and bustle can always make people feel better both physically and mentally." Uehara Goki said lazily.

Toru Uehara didn't say anything else, just focused on the food in his hands. The sounds of cutting vegetables and cooking soup came from the kitchen, peaceful and warm.

About half an hour later, Sumire Uesaka and Tsubaki came back from outside. Sumire Uesaka's face was flushed, and her eyes were filled with unconcealed joy.

Because just now, Tsubaki took her to customize a most formal and luxurious furisode kimono.

This is one of the best kimonos for unmarried women, and the fact that Princess Tsubaki personally accompanied her in choosing it, like a mother-in-law, is of great significance.

Not only that, along the way, Tsubaki also revealed a lot of "experience" to her, especially about Toru Uehara's preferences.

"Tetsu is a kid who prefers active choices rather than passive acceptance. He gets annoyed when others force something on him." Tsubaki said earnestly, "So, you can confess, but don't say it directly without any cover. Just use your actions to tell him that you appreciate every aspect of him. If he accepts your performance, he will naturally confess to you without you having to say anything."

Uehara Toru took the initiative to confess! Just imagining this scene, Uesaka Sumire felt her heart was about to fly. She felt that she had mastered the secret to passing the level and even had a sure win.

More importantly, she now has an absolute advantage that no one else has: her mother-in-law’s choice.

Who could be more favored than her? Who could be personally taken to have a furisode made to order like her? Others have never even seen Tsubaki! :

This time, she felt it was a sure thing!

Thinking of this, Uesaka Sumire's steps became a little light, and her face was filled with endless satisfaction. She secretly decided to write down a note in her little notebook that night: "The right time, the right place, and the right people are all here. This is a sure win!"

Tsubaki couldn't help laughing when she saw Sumire Uesaka looking so happy. The little girl was really innocent and cute.

I don’t know which little girl Che will bring back next time?

She would take them to order custom furisode when the time comes. No matter who it is, she would keep the possibility open for now, after all, it would be nice to have more daughters-in-law!

There was a sly smile in Chunji's eyes, and her overflowing maternal love added a bit of mischief.

-

At lunch time, everyone was in a good mood as they ate the delicious food prepared by Toru Uehara.

Uehara Toru asked Tsubaki what she had done with Sumire this morning.

Sumire responded obediently, "Auntie took me to get a custom-made kimono."

Uehara Toru: “Oh, that’s good.”

The watch I received is really valuable, and I would feel a little embarrassed if I don't give something in return.

Chunji is still very thoughtful.

"Teacher, I'll wash the dishes after we finish eating."

"……Row."

After dinner, after washing the dishes, Sumire Uesaka washed the fruit and brought it to Toru Uehara, ready to peel it for him and give it to him to eat.

Sumire Uesaka has a quick learning ability and is quite dexterous with her hands. She is not as clumsy as one might imagine.

However, even so, some mistakes will still be made.

For example, when peeling an apple, you accidentally cut your finger and it's about to bleed.

Sumire Uesaka's first reaction was to put it in her mouth and hold it.

Uehara Toru was amused by her.

"You wait a moment."

Toru Uehara asked his mother, found the medicine box, and took out Band-Aids and iodine.

Then he came to her side.

"Don't hold it in your mouth. Blood tastes terrible."

"Yeah...indeed." Sumire Uesaka stuck out her tongue.

"I'll disinfect it for you first. It may be a little painful, just bear with it." Toru Uehara grabbed Sumire's wrist, gently treated her wound, and finally put on a Band-Aid.

The movements are fast, but also meticulous.

At this moment, the two faces were very close, and Uesaka Sumire could see Uehara Toru's handsome face right in front of her, and his eyelashes as long and thin as a girl's.

The teacher is so beautiful.

Uehara Toru could feel her burning gaze, but to be honest, he was somewhat used to it. ~￣

Looking at Sumire Uesaka's obviously shy look in front of him, Toru Uehara was silent for a while, and finally added her name to the list in his mind.

Maybe, Sumire is not impossible.

However, no matter who it is, they have to wait until I reach a higher level at work this year.

When the time comes, choose one of these three and give it a try.

This was the happiest day for Sumire Uesaka, because afterwards Toru Uehara always allowed her to sit next to him and even took the initiative to peel apples for her.

Mother Chunji, I respect and love you!

And mom, I'm no longer in a deserted place, so just wait for my good news!

Now Sumire Uesaka's self-confidence has reached an unprecedented level.

……

The end of the holiday arrived as expected. At eight o'clock on the morning of the 3rd, Uehara Toru sat in front of the TV on time and watched the Hakone Ekiden attentively for an hour. At nine o'clock, he got up to help Uesaka Sumire carry the suitcase and put the specialties prepared by his mother into the car.

Time passed by, and the moment of parting finally arrived. Standing at the door of his home, Uehara Toru turned his head and looked at his parents, with some complicated emotions emerging in his heart. Although this time going home for the New Year was different from what he had imagined, overall, it was still satisfactory.

Tsubaki walked up to him, gave him a hug, and then said a lot of sentimental words. Uehara Toru nodded and turned to his father, Uehara Goki.

"...Dad." He started, his voice low but clear and powerful.

The word "Dad" made Uehara Goki stunned for a moment, and then a light flashed in his eyes. How long has it been? Since the relationship between father and son became cold, he hasn't heard this name for a long time.

However, Uehara Toru opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to express it for a moment. At this moment, the village courier rushed over with a cart, interrupting the delicate atmosphere.

"Uncle Wuhui, your package has arrived! But the packaging is a little damaged. I'm so sorry. Let me compensate you!" The courier handed over a cardboard box with an apologetic look on his face.

"It's okay, just give it to me." Uehara Goki took it with a smile, his tone revealing a bit of ease. It was probably some album that he asked someone to buy. Although he can surf the Internet, he is a middle-aged man after all, and his efficiency is not as good as that of young people.

After opening the box, Uehara Goki casually glanced at the packaging, but his smile froze instantly.

Not only him, but Toru Uehara's expression also quickly froze.

"…'Master Vampire, the lover of my dreams'?" Uehara Satoru stared at the album in his hand. On the cover, a black-haired man in slightly revealing clothes was smiling evilly. At the bottom, it was printed: 9

CV: Uehara Tetsu

"Please follow my voice and fall into a sweet dream~"

"What the hell is this?" Uehara Goki's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

“……” Toru Uehara was speechless, his expression like a representative of a social death scene.

"Teacher..." Sumire Uesaka was stunned. Isn't this the ASMR that the teacher matched last month? How come the uncle actually bought it?

Tsubaki leaned over to take a look and asked in confusion, "What is ASMR?"

Feeling Tsubaki's gaze, Uesaka Sumire tried to defend her teacher: "This is part of the voice actor's job, mainly to serve the fans. It's a normal job!"

"Are you doing it now?" Chun Ji asked.

"This... not yet." Sumire Uesaka's voice was a little low.

Uehara Goki's brows furrowed more and more, his tone full of disdain: "As expected, your voice actor job is..."

Uehara Toru went through a roller coaster of emotions, from initial shame to numbness and finally to desperation. He took a deep breath and asked directly, "So what?"

"You!" Uehara Goki was so angry that he pointed at him and couldn't speak for a long time.