Tokyo Sound

The man who was speaking was a very handsome guy. Nowadays, the appearance of game characters is based on reality, so he must be a top-notch person in reality. His voice was also very handsome, with a gorgeous and elegant voice, which perfectly interpreted the originally vague concept of "Prince Charming".

"I don't need to explain why we gather the most frontline activities, or the so-called top players, here... Although it has taken a month to reach this level, we must convey a message to everyone. That is, this death game can be completed one day. This is the obligation of us top players who come here now! Am I right, everyone?" The blue-haired knight spoke loudly, as if bathed in the holy light of justice.

……

"Get out of the way, I'm coming!" Facing the floor master who was at low health and had entered the final mechanism, the blue-haired knight did not hesitate or fear at all. He rushed out from the protection of his companions, and the long sword in his hand burst into a dazzling golden light.

"No, jump back with all your strength!"

Unfortunately, the reminder came too late. The floor master's strong body leaped into the air, wielding the wild sword and slashing down heavily. The blue-haired knight barely blocked the first blow, and then was caught up in the BOSS's sword dance. Finally, he was slapped away like a kite with a broken string and fell to the ground.

The remaining companions rushed forward in shock and anger.

"Why do you have to be alone..." Kirito ran over and helped the handsome captain up.

"It's useless. My health has been reduced to zero." The knight opened his eyes with difficulty, refused the precious recovery potion, and said with reluctance and pain, "Please, for everyone, please defeat——"

Before he finished speaking, his entire body turned into blue crystal fragments and floated away.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu squatted in front of the TV with his legs hugged, completely immersed in the plot.

Shimazaki Nobunaga was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Yin Ze had no expression on his face.

……

Without any warning, the ground was covered with bright red blood.

The Knight King, who was enjoying the fight to the death a second ago, stopped in shock. Even her opponent was puzzled.

The loyal spearman stared blankly at the sticky blood dripping from the red gun barrel to the ground. It was hard to believe it no matter how hard he tried.

He had no idea of ​​the pain and despair. His own beloved gun pierced his heart.

It was none other than his own hands that stabbed the tip of the gun into his body.

That certainly would not be his will, nor his hope.

…It’s a Command Spell.

"what."

The Heroic Spirit looked behind him with eyes stained with blood and tears. There were his Master and his enemy. He knelt in a pool of his own blood and tried to speak in a hoarse and low voice.

"You guys - do you want to win so badly? Do you want to obtain the Holy Grail so badly? You even want to trample on my only sincere wish! Don't you feel ashamed?!"

The spearman's beautiful face was twisted into an ugly ghost-like face by hatred. He roared with heart-wrenching anger at everything in the world, regardless of friend or foe.

"O the dead who were captured by fame and fortune and belittled the glory of the knights! Use my blood to taint that dream! I curse the Holy Grail! I curse your wishes to become disasters! When you fall into the hot oil pot of hell, you will definitely remember the wrath of Diarmuid!"

The heroic spirit lost its physical form, turned into a hazy shadow, and finally collapsed. But the world still echoed with his painful roar.

"What superb acting skills." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu pursed his lips.

"It's too cruel." Shimazaki Nobunaga had tears in his eyes and his words were quite suggestive.

The man held the hand of his unworthy descendant lovingly. The other person was frightened as if he was burned by a lighter. He wanted to run but was caught.

"It's either you or me tonight!"

The man said viciously, and then opened the remaining wine.

The response to the broadcast of Sword Sanctuary was beyond everyone's expectations, and the ratings set a new high.

At the same time, there is a very inconspicuous label in the trend of pushing numbers tonight, as well as a topic that a few people are enjoying with a sinister smile.

#Takizawa Satoru double kill#

Chapter 156 An impromptu poem

Sword Sanctum, Episode 4, recording studio.

On the screen was a scribbled storyboard with handwritten notes.

The girl crossed paths with the monster and attacked the enemy. The dagger in her right hand had "flashing blue light" written on it, and she kept slashing at the ape monster. As the critical hit triggered the gorgeous effect, the ape first cried out, then broke into pieces.

Amid the exploding fragments, the girl, whose health had already entered the red zone, turned around and found that she was being surrounded by multiple monsters.

Just when she felt death coming.

A bright and eye-catching blade light flashed across, and in an instant, the monsters were cut in half one after another, shattering in all directions with screams and sounds of destruction.

Under the withering sea of ​​data, a male player in a black coat stood in the distance, slowly putting his sword into the scabbard behind him. Although he was not strong, he exuded the majesty of a strong man.

Even the basic sound effects had not been added to the storyboards yet, and the recording studio was quiet and peaceful. Shimazaki Nobunaga sat on the sofa with a serious expression, watching this trendy hero-saving-a-beauty plot, with envy and contemplation in his eyes, inadvertently putting himself into the perspective of a strong man.

The name of the kingly way is not groundless. The inspiration in your mind at this moment can be used in your own creation.

"These equipments are enough to match level 5 or 6. If I go with you, it should be fine." The main actor standing at the central microphone said in a flat tone. Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's power posture is a little unique. He will unconsciously stand on tiptoe, and the other hand that is not holding the script will cover his ears as if pressing the earphones.

"Eh..." The girl was very wary of this unprovoked help and care. She had just experienced the death of her familiar and her own life-and-death crisis. She said hesitantly, "Why... would you help me to this extent?"

"This isn't a comic plot...if you promise not to laugh, I'll tell you." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu muttered softly.

"I promise you." Hidaka Rina said while looking at the lines and pointing at the timeline.

"Because... you look a lot like my sister." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said awkwardly.

This answer made the girl in the storyboard laugh. Although the paper man hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, he couldn't help laughing. Hidaka Rina also covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"You promised me not to laugh..." The man in the storyboard had a hurt expression, his shoulders dropped and his head lowered in disappointment. Matsuoka Yoshitsugu continued to recite the words. But for some reason, his performance of this sentence gave people a feeling of being unrestrained, and the split between the beginning and the end seemed abrupt.

"Cut." The sound director caught this big mistake and said, "Kirito's tone must be embarrassed and depressed. Your tone is too high. Don't laugh along with Silica."

"Yes, I'm very sorry." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu knew he had made a mistake and quickly bowed to apologize.

"Mr. Matsuoka, am I too emotional? Did it affect you?" Hidaka Rina asked at the right time, holding the script to her chest.

"No, no, it was because of the lines. I was thinking about other things and lost my focus." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was a little frightened by the honorific. "It has nothing to do with Senior."

"Lines?" Hidaka Rina was puzzled.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu scratched his head and, rarely, did not respond to his senior's words.

I don't know what touched my nerves, but the sentence "You look like my sister" was connected to the sentence "I think of her as my sister". The important thing is that the person who made the quote was sitting in the back. In short, he accidentally raised the corner of his mouth and lost control of his tone.

The collection continues.

The swordsman and the girl formed a temporary team and worked together to find a precious item to revive their familiar. On their way back, they encountered a villain guild that wanted to intercept them and steal the treasure.

"What can two people do?" The enemy leader showed a cruel smile and waved his hands twice. The originally quiet trees on both sides of the road began to shake violently, and then figures ran out one after another. The ten new thieves each put on a standard expression of "I am a bad guy". In the storyboard, the corners of everyone's mouth were exaggeratedly grinning.

A new supporting role was added, and the two outsiders finally moved and shared a microphone. Yin Ze and Shimazaki Nobunaga exchanged stereotyped cunning laughter.

"Kirito-san, there are too many of them..." Hidaka Rina said worriedly.

"It's okay. Before I ask you to escape, you just need to prepare Crystal and watch nearby." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said with ease.

"Kirito?" The dragon suit's smile disappeared, and Shimazaki Nobunaga also muttered to himself, "A one-handed sword, but no shield, could it be the rumored 'Black Swordsman'?!"

"What? Isn't that the expert who has been playing all the way up since the closed beta? This guy is from the strategy group!" Yin Ze pushed Shimazaki Nobunaga aside and pointed at Mike, saying in astonishment and fear.

"It's impossible for the people in the strategy team to come here and hang out. This guy must be an imposter. Besides, even if it's the real one, he will definitely not be a match for us with so many people!" Hikasa Yoko, who voiced the villain leader, said domineeringly.

"Master of the strategy team, you must have a lot of money and equipment on you. You are really a good prey."

"Not bad, not bad. I'm lucky today."

"He's just a cheater, can he beat us all by himself? Go ahead and rob us!"

Yin Ze and Shimazaki Nobunaga each used different voices to cheer, creating an atmosphere of more than ten people shouting together.

"Brother Kirito, this is impossible, let's run away!" Hidaka Rina said worriedly.

However, the swordsman did not make a sound. He was neither afraid nor arrogant. He just stood there motionless. Taking his calmness as a sign of giving up, the thieves raised their weapons and rushed to hunt the swordsman like hyenas seeing fresh meat.

"Ohhhh! Go to hell! You little bastard!" Shimazaki Nobunaga roared happily, obviously immersed in the role.

Swords and spears penetrated the swordsman's thin body in a dizzying array, all aimed at the weak points, and hit them hard. The bad guys were immersed in the taste of venting violence. However, after attacking hard for a long time, the swordsman showed no signs of falling, and instead became more energetic.

"What's wrong with you? Kill him quickly!" Hikasa Yoko shouted in dissatisfaction.

"No, no, this guy...why isn't he losing any blood at all?" Yin Ze said in shock.

The thieves took a few steps back in confusion. The swordsman standing in the center finally looked up at everyone. Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said calmly, "--400 damage every ten seconds, this is the total damage you have caused me. My level is 78, and my upper limit of health is 14500. The combat recovery skill I have can restore 10 points every 600 seconds. To put it bluntly, your output can't even break the corner of my clothes."

"No, this is not possible. This is too exaggerated. I don't admit it!" Yin Ze lost his voice.

Shimazaki Nobunaga also cried out. In his heart, he gave a thumbs up to this casual and trendy scene, and imagined using it in his own creations.

The black swordsman finally single-handedly killed the group of bad guys, activated the corridor crystal on the spot, and threw the bad guys into the cold Black Iron Palace prison one by one.

The extras finished their work and returned to the sofa to watch the main performance.

The red light of the setting sun shone through the window, and the girl successfully resurrected the familiar. But this also announced that her brief encounter was about to end. In the twilight, the departing swordsman left behind only an unforgettable, reassuring, blurry silhouette. The girl held the newborn blue dragon in her palm, and looked in the direction the swordsman left, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Bina, I have so much to say to you. About today's exciting adventure... and about the man who helped us and acted like a brother to me for a day." Hidaka Rina whispered in a suppressed crying voice.

The timeline ends here and the storyboard stops.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please wait for a few minutes. I will sort out the documents here. If there are any adjustments required, I will let you know later." The sound supervisor was a well-off middle-aged man. He gave them a thumbs up across the workbench.

The voice actors immediately stopped working and, out of respect for the set, they still avoided making any unnecessary noises, but began to chat with each other.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu rushed to the corner of the sofa, walking hurriedly, like a student going to the cafeteria to grab a seat. But he was caught by Hikasa Yoko halfway, and was forced to sit next to him. With topics such as "have you made progress again", "are you still under a lot of pressure in life", and "why did the heroine talk to you before, you just looked at your plum-picked face but didn't say a word", they began a face-to-face conversation about life.

"Obviously, Matsuoka is very different from this role and can't be said to be acting himself, but after listening to his performance, I feel that it has to be him. It's really strange." Shimazaki Nobunaga said, stroking his chin as he watched the main character, who was becoming increasingly embarrassed under the guidance of the mature female senior.

"Where is the big deviation?" Yin Ze asked lazily. He leaned on the cushion, seemingly resting his eyes, but in fact he was watching the online drama "Undocumented Crime" [Note: refers to the online drama adapted from the novel of the same name by suspense writer Zijin Chen]. It happened to be playing the classic moment when the villain took off the cotton filter and lit the cigarette in reverse.

"It's only the fourth episode, and he's already started to flirt with girls. This character is definitely very lucky with women. Look at the main character..." Shimazaki Nobunaga sighed.

"Oh." Yin Ze replied symbolically, while adjusting the reverberation of the movie theater in his mind to be more moving.

Suddenly, a breath of youthful and lively air came gently. It was not the strong smell of perfume, which was poisonous. Instead, it was a light fragrance, perhaps ordinary shampoo, fresh and moving, and very ordinary.

"...Is he catching up on his sleep?" Hidaka Rina came over with her hands behind her back, glanced at the boy who had his eyes closed and his hands clasped together, looking peaceful as if he was undergoing an MRI, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"This question is surprisingly philosophical." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled delicately, then passed the question to the person involved. "After all, we can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep."

"Hoo——" Master Yin did not say it clearly, but started snoring quickly, trying to use the hints in the social rules of adults to express his mentality. Unfortunately, due to his lack of proficiency, he choked and coughed with his eyes wide open.

Hidaka Rina handed over an unopened bottle of mineral water. Yin Ze thanked her and took it, unscrewing the lid and taking a few sips.

"Are you still going to the private school today?" Yin Ze asked casually when he saw that the girl carried a schoolbag with her today.

"Yeah." Hidaka Rina nodded slightly.

"You're really diligent. You're going to go to higher education soon, right? Which school are you planning to apply to?" Yin Ze asked again.

"It's fine within Tokyo. It's mainly due to work, and I can't go anywhere else."

"That's still a bit stressful. The schools that can open here all have high requirements. National schools are more difficult to get into, and private schools are expensive. But you've been working in advance, and your income far exceeds that of your peers, so this is easy to solve. But then again, if you got into a good school in order to get a better job, you've already done it, and now your career is going well... It seems that it doesn't matter whether you take the exam or not."

"I still want to try my best to get into a good university, even though the academic workload will be heavy. But this is just one of my small wishes," said Hidaka Rina. "The word 'student' almost defines youth."

"What a mature thought." Yin Ze praised again.

"I still need to learn a lot from my juniors in this area. Are you also balancing work and study at the same time now?" Hidaka Rina said softly, "When I see you on the set, you are always slumped in your seat with your eyes closed to rest. You must be very tired, right?"

"That's not true."

"Hey, trying to be cool?" The girl raised her eyebrows.

"Really not..."

"Not only did you not stand up when the senior was talking to you, you also didn't ask him to sit down. You are so disrespectful." Shimazaki Nobunaga on the side couldn't stand it and said in a sinister voice.

"Yes, yes, I am sorry for the oversight. Please take a seat, senior." Yin Ze quickly stood up and invited him with both hands.

"You are my senior in life." Hidaka Rina shook her head. "What's more, I asked you for advice. The teacher at the private school always praised me for my good homework and used it as an example to explain to other students."

"It's just something I did casually. It's not worth mentioning. You ask the questions." Yin Ze nodded as if he was used to it.

"That's troublesome again, Master." Hidaka Rina sat down next to the boy and skillfully took out the textbooks and exercise books from her schoolbag.

What kind of picture is this?

The girl in summer school uniform, slightly bent over, her beautiful black hair falling down, her eyes reflecting the figure of that person. Almost without any deliberate guidance, the corners of her mouth would unconsciously curl up. The boy sat in a relaxed posture, as if he had just finished a basketball match with the class next door, and his handsome face was written with youth and beauty. The cicada chirping was the clock counting down outside the window, and the test scores were the vines climbing up.

"The first state Rome acquired during the Punic Wars was Sicily."

"The other two people in the triumvirate with Caesar are the most basic and must be memorized..."

"Octavian, in alliance with Cleopatra of Egypt, defeated Mark Antony at the Battle of Actium..."