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Having said this, Director Matsubara naturally had no further thoughts.

After simply writing down the list of several musicians mentioned by Mr. Takano, Director Matsubara immediately arranged for relevant people to contact the selected musicians online.

And at this moment.

For some reason, Mochizuki, who had finished packing and was about to leave the studio, suddenly waved goodbye to his two friends, then turned around and retraced his steps.

"?"

As if he didn't expect that the new actor he admired most would suddenly turn around and walk in his direction. Koichi Takano, who was originally preparing for the next step, couldn't help but be stunned.

When the young man stopped and stood in front of him, the old man asked in confusion:

"...Mochizuki-san, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa Takano."

His expression was a little complicated for some reason. Mochizuki rubbed his short curly hair nervously, and his voice was a little wincing:

"...Excuse me, what were you talking about with Director Matsubara just now?"

"Haha, it's nothing - just some trivial things at work."

"...Can I ask you something trivial?"

"Well... The main problem is the soundtrack of "Ultraman Tega". After all, we haven't found a musician who can work with our crew yet. This is also an urgent problem that needs to be solved."

Having said this, perhaps he felt that something was not right about the atmosphere. In order not to worry the young man in front of him, Takano Koichi smiled softly:

"Anyway, don't worry too much. I'll leave the rest to the adults - Mochizuki-san, why did you suddenly come back to where you were?"

"…Because I suddenly realized that I had to come back."

"Um......?"

Takano Hiroshi was slightly stunned as he didn't quite understand what Mochizuki said.

"Do you have to come back...? But your work should be over. Now our top priority is to find a musician teacher to cooperate with. It has nothing to do with Mochizuki-san——"

"No, Grandpa Takano, maybe it is related."

Sitting down gently, Mochizuki's expression was quite solemn:

"Maybe I can help you solve the problem of arranging music."

"......?"

It was precisely after the boy's words continued.

Takano Koichi's expression also changed quite subtly at this moment:

"What does this mean...Mochizuki-kun, can you tell me in detail?"

"That is to say, a friend of mine and I may know a little bit about music..."

Although he had tried his best to stay calm, when he said these words, Mochizuki's voice could not help but tremble at this moment:

"If you don't mind, can we talk together?"

"......"

Looking at the high school student in front of him who was clearly starring in Ultraman Tega and was actually talking to him about arranging songs, Takano Koichi's expression was slightly dazed.

For a while.

As if he had just come to his senses, the old man turned back to look at the other teachers behind the scenes, and then pulled a chair for Mochizuki:

"...Please wait here for a while while I go find the director and other behind-the-scenes teachers."

.

15 minutes later.

Mochizuki sat quietly on the round table, facing several behind-the-scenes teachers sitting beside him, as well as Director Takano Koichi and Matsubara, and pretended to be calm as he drank a sip of mineral water.

"....Hello, Mr. Mochizuki Ri."

After all, we are chatting with a musician teacher, and professional matters must be left to professionals - so Ultraman Tiga's sound supervisor Akitagawa sat down at the small round table and spoke solemnly with Mochizuki. say hello:

"I am Akitagawa, the sound supervisor of "Ultraman Tiga". I heard that you are interested in the arrangement of Ultraman Tiga, so now I will discuss relevant cooperation matters with you."

"Uh...ok."

After all, he had been active as an Internet singer in the past. Mochizuki, who had never seen this battle before, felt as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden——

And it’s okay for the sound supervisor Akitagawa to come to the table... Why do Grandpa Takano and Director Matsubara sit next to each other?This aspect of work has nothing to do with them!

When he thought of this, Mochizuki's expression was somewhat speechless, and he looked at the two seniors who took good care of him with a hint of helplessness.

Realizing that the young man's mood was tense and complicated, Takano Koichi and Matsubara Shingo also pretended that nothing happened, holding their chins and saying this:

"Don't be nervous, I'm just listening."

"Ahem...I'm also here to listen - if you're nervous, just treat us as furniture, or summon a few of your imaginary friends."

".......I try my best."

I plucked up the courage to participate in the arrangement, but was overwhelmed by the situation. Mochizuki now felt like he was about to melt——

........Why do you always feel like you have accidentally fallen into a tiger's den?

But... forget it.

After all, he was determined to move forward. Faced with several crew members confronting him, the young man's expression was as serious as ever:

"Nice to meet you, sound supervisor Akitagawa-sensei, director Matsubara and producer Takano..."

"I am also honored to sit and chat with you, Mr. Mochizuki - because this is also the first time I have seen the leading actor suddenly say that he wants to take over the arrangement."

After saying this, Mr. Akitagawa, the sound supervisor of Degard, also cleared his throat and said:

"So, let's get to the point: Mochizuki-san, I just heard from Director Matsubara and Producer Takano that you seem to be an Internet musician and you seem to be very popular - so, can you tell us what your music account is? I want to Start by understanding your compositional style.”

"This is..."

Most of the account is filled with dark music and the heart-rending roar of Mochizuki. I always feel like a big cold sweat is rolling down my forehead, and I can hardly sit still - but seeing that several elders are watching so eagerly Taking his own moment, the boy took a deep breath, then turned on his phone with a slight embarrassment, and clicked on the new healing song released by Kurihara's mother for Christmas:

"This is our past work "Let's Eat Together" by ごはんを食べよう... Teachers, you can listen to it."

As the melodious accompaniment came to mind, Matsubara Shingo, who didn't know much about Internet singers, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly:

"It's such a comfortable music style... Is Mochizuki-san a healing musician?"

"...Well, I think so."

Saying such words without conscience, Mochizuki's expression was quite embarrassing——

however.

It was at the moment when Mochizuki finished speaking that Koichi Takano, who had some knowledge of Internet singers, was suddenly confused.

"...Wait a minute."

After gently pressing the pause button of the song and glancing at the singer's name, Takano Koichi's expression changed drastically and he looked at Mochizuki in front of him:

"I see... Is Mochizuki-san the sloth fish teacher who is very popular on the Internet?"

"...sloth fish?"

Director Matsubara, who didn’t know much about online singers, was a little confused:

"What are those, two little animals?"

"No...that's the most abstract musician out there."

After taking over the conversation, Akitagawa, the sound supervisor of the Ultraman Tiga crew, frowned slightly, and looked at Mochizuki with a complicated expression:

"Sloth Fish's music is famous for its diversity, and its arrangement style is also quite free. There are pieces of music of various styles, but its most famous works are quite morbid music from the underworld, whether it is "Unravel" or "アイドル" (Idol) has dominated all the major charts during its release period, and its performance among Internet singers is terrifying, making them the best among Dou Di emperors."

"Ahem...Well, those sick music creations were not my intention. Sound supervisor Akitagawa, please don't get me wrong. I'm really not a mental patient."

Mochizuki, who had triggered PTSD and thought he was going to be severely criticized, immediately decided to cut off from the depressive songs of the past——

However... the incident was beyond his expectation.

"Haha, why is Mr. Slothfish so nervous~"

Smiling softly, the sound supervisor Akitagawa's expression softened a lot:

"You are a very talented musician. Relax, we will not be too critical of your pathology like some critics."

"...Hahahaha, yes."

Standing up gently, looking at Mochizuki Ri in front of him, Takano Koichi also had a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"I really didn't expect that Mochizuki-san hides so much that on the surface he is an actor, but secretly he is such a popular musician - you are so talented, you have such a variety of music styles, and you are also very fond of our Ultraman editor. You are interested in music activities. In such a big environment, how can we, the people behind the scenes, find fault with you?"

"...Thank you, thank you."

It was somewhat unexpected that the teachers were not like other middle-aged and elderly people. Because the works they copied had stereotypes about themselves, Mochizuki felt quite confused.

"Okay, relax."

Sensing Mochizuki's confusion and confusion, Akitagawa, the sound supervisor of the Ultraman Tiga crew, handed Mochizuki a glass of water:

"We won't think that you can't be the arranger of Ultraman just because you have written dark-style songs in the past - after all, your style is so changeable, so the specific situation must be analyzed in detail. If you are classified as a composer based on stereotypes, Wouldn’t it be a big loss if we move it away?”

"Yes."

Takano Koichi, who had always admired Mochizuki, nodded slightly and said in a serious voice:

"And to be honest, we don't have much time now - if Mochizuki-san can be competent as an arranger, I think it will be a happy event for our entire crew, isn't it?"

"Yeah, after all, the lead arranger is really cool, isn't he?"

"Haha...yes, right..."

Being praised by so many uncles and grandfathers, Mochizuki, who has been criticized many times by the Internet, is actually a little embarrassed:

"Everyone, teachers, what you are saying is...can I try arranging music?"

"Of course I can~"

I heard that the male lead in the drama is actually a popular musician with enviable talent. The sound supervisor Akitagawa's voice was very serious:

Of course, although I know that Teacher Mochizuki is at your level, we still need to go through the basic process - I hope you can give us a demo in the near future. If everything meets our requirements, the arrangement work will be left to you. There is another girl in the Slothfish account. "

"...Come on."

Gently patting the new actor he admired most, Grandpa Takano smiled kindly:

"Show me the strength of Sloth Fish... I hope your music will be as eye-catching as your acting skills."

"......I will work hard."

Not loud, but powerful.

Mochizuki nodded solemnly and said this:

"In the next two days, I will submit a demo to the crew. Sorry for the trouble, teachers."

.....

The round table meeting ended, and everything seemed to have settled.

Although the process seems a little hard to comment on, since the sound supervisor Akitagawa is willing to give himself a chance, then Mochizuki will naturally work hard to seize the opportunity, so just work hard——

Since he wanted to arrange music... Mochizuki would have to find a girl in a wheelchair and have a good chat with her about cooperation.

The thoughts in his heart fell into silence, and the appearance of Kurihara's mother appeared in the boy's mind.

.... It seems like I haven't seen you for almost a month.

He somewhat missed the meals and the game console that the always venomous wheelchair girl left for him, and Mochizuki's thoughts gradually became clearer.

I opened my mobile phone to book tickets. There were still tickets left from Tokyo back to Toyama Prefecture, and the departure time was exactly [-]:[-].

Crossing his wrist and watching the hands stop at six o'clock in the morning, Mochizuki's expression gradually became serious.

.......It seems that after this boring two-day holiday, it's time to go back to Toyama Prefecture to find the wheelchair girl.

Thoughts so far.

The young man's fingers skillfully opened the address book and dialed the number:

"Hey, Kurihara? I'll go back today and leave a pair of chopsticks for me."

"...What do you mean I was abandoned by the crew and had to go home with tears in my eyes to eat? Isn't it a bit too much to flirt with me over the phone after not seeing each other for so long?"