Tokyo Sound

"I...I am fine?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu answered hesitantly.

“Yeah, perfect.” Yin Ze made a hip-hop gesture to show his approval.

"Have you changed your personality?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu looked at the other person's unique visual killer outfit of grass green T-shirt and floral shorts.

"Oh, this is my pajamas. Don't be confused, aren't pajamas something to wear to sleep comfortably? Appearance is not important. As for this hat, it's just because I didn't wash my hair." Yin Ze touched the hair on the back of his head and said, "My hair has grown longer, but the barbershops here are too expensive. I really miss the 15-yuan one-stop service of washing, cutting, blow-drying and shoulder massage in my hometown when I was a child."

"This is indeed a difficult problem." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu subconsciously touched his iron bangs and said with deep conviction, "I won't talk about it at the door. Come in first."

In the hot summer, two men, their eyes flickered, talking and laughing.

“--Wait. There’s also me, cold as ice, chilly as snow, the emperor of light novels, Shimazaki Nobunaga.” A young man, also wearing large shorts and sandals, flashed out of the corridor.

"It feels like I haven't seen Nobunaga-kun for a while." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was still enthusiastic.

"You two are not the only ones who have a fulfilling life. I am the same. I have been acting in works, preparing novels, and managing promotion accounts recently. I am very busy." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled brightly. "After the audition of Sword Sanctuary, you two are still as charming as ever. I didn't come empty-handed either. I bought two servings of golden fruit cheese mousse at a high price. Let's enjoy it together later."

"Why are there only two? It's hard to divide."

"What's so difficult about dividing this? Let's play a game, the winner eats and the loser watches, it's fair, reasonable and fun." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled, "For efficiency, let's play the simplest game of rock-paper-scissors - hey, isn't this IM rock-paper-scissors? It's been a long time since I've experienced your superb and swift boxing skills, which can predict the future. Please be considerate of me and give me some slack. Well, let me play a psychological tactic, I will use scissors next..."

"Practicing in seclusion is indeed very effective. Your teeth and tongue have become sharper, and your skin has become more itchy." There was a murderous gleam in Master Yin's eyes.

"Why are you so angry? If I have been rude or inappropriate, please forgive me." Shimazaki Nobunaga said and couldn't help laughing mockingly.

"You little bastard, you've been looking for trouble again and again during the letter broadcast and this afternoon's live broadcast. Today, I'm going to be like Akechi Mitsuhide and roast you to a pulp!" Master Yin couldn't help it anymore, and rushed over to hug him, using a classic male communication move: a throat lock.

After a round of the father's chastising of his unworthy descendants, the party finally officially began.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's house is still the same, simple and clean. The biggest change is the addition of a small indoor air conditioner. I still remember that we celebrated the New Year here before. There was a power outage in the middle of the night and it was so cold that the two of us wrapped ourselves in blankets to keep each other warm, like victims of snow mountain disasters.

And now, the three guys were sitting on the ground with their legs open. The deep V collar that couldn't hide the flesh on their chests, the temptation of the shoulder straps slipping off, and the boxer shorts sticking out from the edge of the pants of a certain Nobunaga, formed a chaotic banquet of desire. The relationship between men was so primitive and intense.

"Brother, your red underwear is showing." Yin Ze accused with a little dissatisfaction, "Pay attention to your image."

Shimazaki Nobunaga calmed down a bit after being scolded, but old habits die hard, and he pretended to be charming and coquettish, "Hateful, junior, you are so h~"

"vomit--"

"What happened to Nobunaga?" As the host, Matsuoka Yoshitsugu cut the iced fruit into bite-sized pieces and handed them over. "Has he changed his personality too? Wasn't he a literary youth before?"

"What? Haven't you watched the radio drama hosted by this guy?" Shimazaki Nobunaga asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because I am also participating in the broadcast, I watched a few episodes for learning purposes." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu thought for a while and said, "Indeed, both the content and the interaction are of high quality, there is rarely any boring part, and the running time is fully filled. It's not surprising that the results are so good. My agent also told me that this can even be used as a reference template for some operations..."

"The host who made the series so successful is right here. Why don't you ask him in detail in person?" Shimazaki Nobunaga reached out and grabbed the ice apple slices.

"Well, 'How can I become as talkative as you'? This is an old question." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu scratched his head.

"One day I will package the crosstalk video and send it to you. Watch both sides and you will understand." Yin Ze waved his hand.

"Haha, the fast food emperor favored by the sound director, the strongest newcomer, can only shine by riding on the popularity of the younger high school girl seniors. The advantages and disadvantages of the full-strength warriors who also have female seniors to rely on and have won the main roles one after another are also obvious." Shimazaki Nobunaga said in a low voice, "Only I, who practice both magic and martial arts, take one step at a time, and walk on the right path. Your success has too many external forces, although it is gorgeous, but it is a castle in the air. As expected, I am the most likely to achieve the supreme light environment in the end."

"Didn't your firm arrange for a senior to take care of you?" Yin Ze asked, and then shook his head. "Senior Yoko adopted a laissez-faire approach to my training. She thought that I didn't need any guidance in the comedy route, so she focused on Matsuoka. It just so happened that Senior Hidaka from Osawa often worked with me during this period... so she said, 'Ah, that girl is very experienced, it's the same to learn the basics from her.' They openly threw their own employees to others, what is this?"

"Yoko-senpai really took good care of me, even though she would sometimes go too far..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's face looked a little grim as he recalled the hellish scene on the set where he was forced to listen to otaku lines and give himself impressions.

"What's going on with you?"

"It is an inherent tradition of your IM that old people lead newcomers like a trailer. I don't have any so-called direct predecessors." Shimazaki Nobunaga said without emotion, "At most, the agent will entrust a senior who is on good terms with him to take care of and teach him during the rookie period. My guy is a typical old-fashioned behind-the-scenes person, male, 45 years old, serious and solemn, never smiles, has high requirements for technology, and will be scolded if he fails. Occasionally, he will invite me for a drink and talk about his romantic affairs in the swimming team when he was in high school..."

"That's great." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu imagined the beautiful scene of discussing sound technology with senior voice actors.

"That's great." Yin Ze imagined the harmonious scene of him and his big brother in the pub, clinking glasses, eating meat, and chatting about the country and the beauties.

"?"

Shimazaki Nobunaga felt that the faces of these two people were extremely hypocritical.

Why not eat meat?!

"But Miss Hidaka, work is work, and I must not make mistakes." Shimazaki Nobunaga said seriously, "At least wait until others go to college..."

Master Yin glanced at the hairy legs of his two relatives, raised his beer, stuffed a peanut into his mouth, and frowned like a man who had finally managed to escape from his family and fool around. "It's a beautiful day, why mention her?"

"Good! A good man has great ambitions! Use him and then discard him! Cut it off when necessary! This should be a lesson for us!" Shimazaki Nobunaga raised the beer can with both hands and drank it to show his respect.

"What does it mean to use and discard?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu pressed on.

"A few days ago, he was still doing the campus youth workplace marketing of the old unlucky pure-hearted senior and the clever little devil junior, but now he has turned his face against us." Shimazaki Nobunaga said respectfully, "Did you see that? Learn from him, this is the spirit that people who want to do great things should have!"

"What a mess." Yin Ze was stunned. "There is such a secret. How come I don't know that my mailbox is full of plans written by producers?"

"Hmph." Shimazaki Nobunaga pushed his non-existent glasses. "Your wolfish ambitions were already apparent in the middle and late stages of the broadcast, and you didn't even try to hide them during the live broadcast. This is the core - to build a pair of partners with good images into a pair of happy enemies. She is responsible for throwing down-to-earth life topics, and you are responsible for defense. Occasionally, you can't catch the ball and get embarrassed, but while creating the program effect, you are also fertilizing and watering your "persecuted physique (explosive system)" that has gradually matured in the industry. It can be said that you kill two birds with one stone and it's a win-win situation. I have to admit that the producer named Moriki Hiroshi is indeed a strong man with a transcendent vision and mind. The radio drama he planned is not just an animation extension product, but a live-action, serialized, situational audio series! The audience has spread directly from animation fans to the general public, and this achievement has been achieved under a wide-area attack! Respectable and awe-inspiring!"

"It looks just like the real thing." Yin Ze was speechless.

"This is not the end. Moriki Hiroshi's handiwork does not stop there. Through the training of radio dramas, the combination of the host and the partner has been deeply impressed and bound together. As long as we continue to cooperate in the future, the foundation laid before will be faintly diffused like a passive skill, attracting former audience fans. These people will naturally highly support you, and will spontaneously promote the famous scenes of the year, thus expanding the fan base like a virus infection. He actually used such an evil way to let you usurp some of the power and prestige of the Supreme Light Environment in advance. It's so terrifying." Shimazaki Nobunaga said slowly, "Not to mention doing similar radio work later, that is, the second part of the series. Let the subsequent programs also be stained with his personal mark. Moriki Hiroshi is really greedy. As expected, the strong are ruthless."

"I don't understand." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was immersed in this analysis, "but it looks very impressive. I'm shocked."

"It's too long. Can you shorten it to less than one sentence?" Yin Ze shook his head.

"——The atmosphere of more than friends but less than lovers, the marketing of the next generation workplace, Moriki Hiroshi can be called a hero." Shimazaki Nobunaga concluded by clasping his hands.

The peanuts in Master Yin's mouth almost popped out.

"This is not good." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's expression was serious. "Hidaka-senpai is still in middle school. How old should he be this year?"

"She was born in June 1994," said the self-propelled computer that knew the history of the world by heart.

"So young, this won't do. Let me calculate, you're only 18 this year. I remember you were born in 1990..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu pondered for a long time, and finally raised his head silently, his eyes shifting between the two people in front of him, "Uh, 18 and 22, it seems that there is no problem?"

"Among the three of us, Matsuoka is the oldest, right?" Shimazaki Nobunaga said casually.

"Yes, the age difference between Satoru and I is equivalent to the age difference between him and Hidaka-senpai." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said with a smile.

"What a weird example..." Shimazaki Nobunaga said, "But physically, I feel like you're the youngest, and this guy is the oldest."

"You are right. My soul is already approaching 30."

"You're taking advantage of me. But it's true, work not only makes money, but also helps you expand your social circle through convenience." Shimazaki Nobunaga's tone became aggressive again.

"You think too much. My assistant and I are just normal colleagues and friends." Yin Ze was embarrassed. "How can it be as weird as you say? It's ridiculous that we are not lovers. I even treated her as my sister at first."

"Oh my, here it comes. 'Just a younger sister', a classic statement." Shimazaki Nobunaga nudged Matsuoka Yoshitsugu with his elbow, "I'm well-read and have a good knowledge of ancient Chinese. Everyone only knows one move, 'The moonlight is so beautiful tonight', but few people know there's another move, 'I've seen this younger sister before'."

"...I don't want to argue with you." Same-sex friends love to add fuel to the fire when it comes to dating, and Yin Ze disdains to argue, "Besides, the title of happy enemies should go to Sakura-san. Well, it's more accurate after removing the word happy."

Shimazaki Nobunaga and Matsuoka Yoshitsugu looked at him quietly.

There was a brief silence.

"Why are you two brothers keeping silent?" Yin Ze clasped his fists in confusion.

"The animation is about to start, let's order takeout and it's time to order food." Shimazaki Nobunaga suggested.

"I'll just go to the restaurant downstairs and order a few servings." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu stood up calmly.

"?"

Most of the dishes on the table were ordinary home-cooked dishes. Sauce pork chops, tempura prawns, chicken skewers, etc., and of course, hamburger meat prepared by Chef Matsuoka himself and vegetable salads to relieve the greasiness. Beer with bubbles rising and ice cubes floating on it was indispensable. The crisp clinking of glasses between good friends created a warm atmosphere, which was better than ordinary delicacies.

Three young, strong and energetic men get together. Needless to say, this is a film worth watching.

It's the cartoon, "Sword Sanctuary".

……

“Come to think of it… No matter how many times I watch it, it’s hard to believe. This is actually inside a game.” The down-and-out man in the red turban put the sword into the scabbard at his waist.

"Although it's in the game, it's not like the soul is sucked into the game world or anything like that. It's just that our brain replaces our eyes and ears, and directly sees and hears the information transmitted by the NERv Gear using electromagnetic waves." The boy shrugged.

"You may be used to it. But this is my first time to experience full stealth! It's amazing, really, it's great to be born in this era!" Red Turban exclaimed.

"Hmph, such a deliberately cool voice." Shimazaki Nobunaga complained while eating, "There is no future for handsome guys. Why don't you understand?"

"I was just following the instructions of the sound director." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said helplessly.

“It’s an immersive game. I wonder if I’ll be able to play it in my lifetime.” Yin Ze licked his lips enviously.

"Even if there is, you will be old by then, and might even be sick. You old man want to compete with young people in reaction?" Shimazaki Nobunaga teased.

"Are you stupid? Who would compete fairly with those young guys? When the day comes when I have children and grandchildren all around me, I will be free and rich. I will just spend money violently. I will be one step ahead and can kill 999 Kirito with one sword. Others use magic swords to invade, but mine is a Ferrari collision." Master Yin imagined using the dark rules of the adult society to abuse the flowers in the greenhouse and laughed.

"I have a leisurely life, I have money, and my children and grandchildren are filial. I'm afraid I'll die alone if I take another path."

"Don't worry, I still have friends."

"What if I die too?"

"Brother Shimazaki Nobunaga's Heaven and Earth Longevity is becoming more and more perfect... I have to admit that I am inferior to him."

……

"Everyone must be wondering why. Why did the developer Kayaba Akihiko do this?"

The huge blood shadow's voice at this time contained a certain emotion.

"This situation is the ultimate goal. To create this world and enjoy it, I invented the NERv Gear and created SAO for this purpose. And now, all my goals have been achieved."

After a short while, Kayaba's inorganic voice sounded again.

"This is the official game description of Sword Art Online. Dear players, good luck to you."

The last sentence disappeared with a lingering echo. The blood shadow seemed to melt and gradually assimilate with the system information covering the entire sky. The shoulders, chest and limbs slowly sank into the blood-red water, leaving only a ripple spreading out.

The sound of the wind blowing over the square and the background music played by the NPC band on the streets of the town gradually approached from afar, steadily touching the ears. The game returned to its original state. The only change was that some of the rules of the game had changed.

Things have come to this point, and the group of 10,000 players has finally shown the expected reaction.

The screams shook the entire square.

"Here, Senior Hidaka also called out," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"What do you want to express?" Yin Ze turned his head.

"Nothing." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu looked straight ahead.

……

"Then let's break up here. If you have anything, just send me a message... I'm leaving now, Klein."

"Kirito!"

"..."

The boy turned around and questioned with his eyes. The man with the red turban and the knife just trembled his cheekbones slightly and said nothing more.

The boy waved his hand, and when he had walked about five steps, he heard a voice again from behind.

“Hey, Kirito! Your real face is pretty cute! You’re my type!”

"Your current face as a down-and-out samurai really suits you."

"To be honest, I thought someone would get the role of Klein." Shimazaki Nobunaga held the wine glass, and then suddenly remembered something and smiled strangely, "In fact, my hunch was right. After all, they are all spearmen. By the way, Fate/Zero later on can't be missed."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu rubbed his hands. He had been very nervous since the first episode was aired. It was clearly already dubbed and being broadcasted, and he could not change anything by being worried. But he kept reflecting on it. If this place was handled here, and if that place was handled like this, would it be much better?

At the end, the young swordsman ran towards the sunset. The muddy path seemed far from his end. From now on, he would face several battlefields, live long years, meet and part.

The swordsman seemed to have anticipated everything that was ahead. His mighty roar and passionate roar were like the tip of a sword, pointing straight to the end of his destiny.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu stared blankly at the ending song that was inserted immediately afterwards and the production list that slowly flashed by.

The first column of the voice actor table.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu

When he came to his senses, tears were already streaming down his face.

Yin Ze and Shimazaki Nobunaga applauded and congratulated the owner, and were very kind to fill his beer glass.

The sound of clinking glasses echoed in the small room.

That was a sound that had never been heard at home before.

The lonely platform covered with snow and the whistling train that had always lingered in his mind had been turned upside down. What remained in his heart now was the sound of the clinking of glasses filled with laughter and joy.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu lowered his head to wipe his tears, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Two friends who were already half drunk were left beside him, discussing drinking half a cup to show their respect. They looked down at their equally full cups, gritted their teeth, and drank.

……

"First of all, I want to thank everyone for responding to my call today! Although some of you may have heard of me, I will still introduce myself here! My name is 'Diabelle', and my dream profession is 'Knight'!"