Tokyo Sound

It's just that sometimes, I would have those dreams that are a little salty and a little fishy over and over again at night.

"There's no need to worry about it, it's all over." A familiar smile quickly appeared on Yin Ze's face, and he said again.

There was a sudden burst of enthusiastic cheers from the festival below, which was also a signal, followed by the sounds of bangs and explosions one after another.

Amidst the enthusiastic applause, the flames began to rise, and the fireworks and salutes placed on the river bank instantly rushed into the sky, blooming wildly under the starry moon. Some people made wishes at this moment, some people held hands with each other, and the boy who wanted to confess his love should have pretended not to care and quietly approached the person he loved.

The fireworks are brilliant, the sparks are dancing, and the summer night is shining.

"Yeah, that's right, it's over."

At that time, I didn't know you yet, so I couldn't help you much.

Sakura Ayane's voice suddenly became clear and bright. She raised her head slightly, and under the sky full of fireworks, her body was also covered with colorful light and shadows.

"Although I thanked you, I always feel that my sincerity was not enough at that time. So I want to say again, thank you for talking to me at that time, walking with me through the forest with fireflies under the fireworks in the cold winter, and thank you for tolerating my willfulness and temper after that.

The girl accepted the gesture with a solemn bow.

"Thank you for being my first friend, for listening to me and for talking to me for so long."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble from time to time and making you smile bitterly. But next year I will be a college student, and I will be a responsible person who can stand on my own."

She said this so powerfully.

"The past cannot be changed, and I cannot predict what the future will be like. I have no idea how many decades we can go on, but please continue to be my friend."

"I want to be admitted to your school and perform more touching works with you. I don't have great talent, but I will try my best to study and practice. I don't want to and will not give up. I will definitely catch up with you who are so outstanding."

The girl stood up, smiling like a flower, with prosperity reflected in her pupils. Below her were the blessings of thousands of people, and above her head were fireworks filling the sky.

Yin Ze opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

But it is really beautiful and brilliant.

The fireworks that were lit one by one on the river bank were like meteors flying backwards. They were also the seeds of flowers. They bloomed in an instant, making the sky more charming. They rose and scattered, carrying the wishes of many people, bidding farewell to the summer that was about to pass.

"I have always believed that you will become an excellent person in the future." Yin Ze finally reached out his hand, patted the girl's shoulder with satisfaction, and said happily, "You have grown up."

For no reason, Sakura Ayane was a little unhappy with his attitude towards her like a junior.

Under the light and shadow of the crowd's cheers, they seemed so small.

A cool breeze blew on my face, and the muffled chirping of cicadas could be heard all around the grassy slope.

For a moment, they were speechless and forgot to talk. They just looked up at the starry sky at the same time.

The girl's eyes inadvertently moved away from the grand fireworks display and gently fell on the boy standing beside her with his hands on his hips.

Her thoughts began to wander along with the blooming and bursting fireworks, and the scattered stars.

There are very few people in this world who pay attention to you from beginning to end.

"Thank you for inviting me to your hometown." The boy said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the most spectacular and grand fireworks followed, tinging the passing years.

It’s so beautiful, as if the neon lights and colorful lights on the ground are projected onto the night cloth in the sky. It’s so bright, and compared with the clear and transparent starry sky, the sky is sparkling.

She looked at the boy, and his eyes also reflected those things, sparkling.

Just this second.

She seemed to hear a violent heartbeat, accompanied by the melodious sound of fireworks in the summer night.

What's this?

The girl reached out to touch her cheek and found it was so hot and her heartbeat was accelerating.

The girl stared blankly at the boy who was so close to her. The other party did not show any sign of abnormality and continued to stand there peacefully. His figure shrouded in the glow of stars looked very psychedelic and colorful.

what…

what--

She suddenly seemed to understand the feelings that had been inexplicable all along.

Even though I have never encountered it, even though I have only known about it from books and stories.

But now I am so sure.

This throbbing feeling, this feeling of not wanting to be left behind and being chased.

Oh I see.

It's not friendship.

But, love.

I, Sakura Ayane, like the person in front of me from the bottom of my heart.

The fireworks are still going on and the sounds are still there.

Chapter 36 Free Lunch

"Takizawa-kun?"

"Takizawa-kun...?"

Uchida Maaya couldn't help but reach out and gently pat the other person's shoulder.

"what?"

The man who was in a trance shuddered and came back to his senses in an instant.

"What are you thinking about? You are so perfect in your daze?" Uchida Maaya said with some amusement.

"Nothing." The man rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

"To be honest, when you take a break on the set, you just sit in your seat with your eyes closed and rest. You look so focused as if you're thinking about the grand unified theory. Are you really too tired and want to take a nap, or are you planning some big life plan?" Uchida Maaya asked curiously.

"No." The man still shook his head.

This time, he really didn't do that. He didn't listen to crosstalk or replay old movies. He was just in a daze.

Short videos can easily occupy fragmented time, not to mention Schrödinger's Life Corridor, a top-notch entertainment tool for killing boredom? Since the continuous update and iteration, exploring and studying new versions, I am now more proficient in using the corridor. The popular Brainplay video area is even more neatly organized, with hot European and American, youth campus, classical martial arts, enchanting fantasy... all made magnificent.

There is a famous saying that time is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some. And Master Yin's time management is rare if not unprecedented. He even raps while waiting for the elevator. The conversion rate of happy time is 94.52%, which is entertainment to death.

It's been a long time since I've experienced something as meaningless as daydreaming.

Ever since Sakura-san came back from her hometown, she's been feeling a little uneasy.

It seems that I am still recalling the bursts of fireworks in the sky by the river.

"You're still hiding something. You must be hiding some little secret in your heart." Uchida Maaya snorted.

"Is there something you want to ask me?" Yin Ze asked, scratching his head.

"It's time for lunch and dinner." Uchida Maaya said helplessly, holding up the bag she was carrying.

"Oh oh." Yin Ze wiped his face with his hand, stood up and stretched.

A recording studio is naturally not a place to eat. Snacks are fine, and occasionally seniors or cheerful colleagues will share candies or something like that, but the smell of hot food is too strong in a closed space.

There was a free rest area outside the recording studio. It was lunchtime so there were not many people around. Most of the staff and other voice actors went downstairs to eat in the nearby restaurant.

Master Yin doesn't need that.

Because there is a free lunch today.

Throughout the ages, anything involving the word "free" has hidden secrets, such as online games that charge for items, trap cards that give away lustful gifts, and "Brother, can you please do me a small favor?"

How could a man not understand the simple truth that there is no free lunch in the world? However, including today, he has already eaten six free meals, and the other party had to take the lunch boxes back and wash them himself.

However, Master Yin felt at ease because Miss Uchida was sincere in learning about Sichuan cuisine and as a friend, how could he ignore it?

It's almost there, it's almost there, Chef Uchida's skills have reached the pinnacle, people who have reached this point can accept the extreme Sichuan flavor, if it goes any further, it will not be acceptable to the Japanese who like light and sweet food. Therefore, after this seventh meal, the man has nothing to comment on, he has accomplished his mission and will retire, and will not eat for free anymore.

After a short wait, the girl came back with a lunch box heated in the microwave. After being here for so long, Yin Ze still couldn't get used to eating raw or cold food.

"Today we have stir-fried duck with ginger, braised pork with preserved vegetables, and spicy and sour duck blood. Come and try them." Maaya Uchida opened the lid, revealing a box full of side dishes and meat. The portions were generous, the aroma was fragrant, and the colors were very eye-catching.

"That's great." Yin Ze took the pink plastic chopsticks, looked at the pink lunch box, and praised, "It's almost authentic in appearance, and the smell is strong. Even if you open a store in Chinatown, even if the business is not booming, at least you can pass it off as genuine..."

"Is this metaphor really a compliment?" Uchida Mare was confused. Her own portion was an ordinary Japanese bento, and she was not in a hurry to pick up her chopsticks. Instead, she seemed to wait for the other party to taste it first. She hesitated and said, "The duck and braised pork are fine, but this duck blood is really the first time I've handled it... The lumps of duck blood, is it really delicious?"

"Of course. Do you want to try it?" Yin Ze extended his hand generously and asked the other party generously.

“No, no, no.” Uchida Maaya retreated.

"Strange, this is something you made, why are you so resistant?" Yin Ze wondered, "As a chef, you have to taste it yourself after it's out of the pot, right? So you must have eaten some before, right? Otherwise, how can you be sure of the quality?"

"I forced this into my brother's mouth and asked him to give advice as an ordinary human being." Uchida Maaya answered immediately, without any guilt in her words.

"I see. Your brother actually has such a good fortune. It's really enviable." Yin Ze was relieved. "Then what does he think?"

"It's like his expression of discovering a new world?" Uchida Maaya recalled the complex and distorted expression on her brother's face after he was pressed on the table and forced to drink spicy and sour duck blood.

"Since your brother says it's good, then it's good." Yin Ze picked up a piece slowly under the girl's gaze, took a bite, and nodded, "It's admirable that you can cook it so well on your first try. Why don't you try it? This side dish is extremely delicious and you must try it."

"Forget it... I can't accept it." Uchida Maaya continued to retreat. When she went to the vegetable market to buy blood clots, she was a little scared carrying a small bag of blood clots.

"Alas, it seems that Xiong Madi can understand me better. But then again, since he likes it, I will take him to eat the advanced version of cold duck blood if there is a chance in the future!" Yin Ze said proudly.

"Can it be eaten raw?!" Uchida Maaya was stunned.

"Why are you so shocked? Don't you usually eat sashimi and other things?" Yin Ze was quite puzzled.

"But, but, it's blood after all..."

"It's just duck blood. When I go to a food stall for barbecue, I often order pig brains."

"Brain, brain flower..." Upon hearing this, Uchida Masaya's face turned pale and her tone was a little unstable, "You, you are such a heavy-mouthed person?"

"It's not bad. If you insist on talking about strong taste, it has to be the Inuit living in the Arctic. Due to environmental problems [note: mainly the climate is too cold], they can't grow crops and can only rely on hunting marine and land animals to ensure their main food source. Pickled puffins are their specialty. They kill the puffins first, stuff them into the stomach of a seal, exhaust the air, apply grease to seal it, bury it in the ground, let the seal's stomach acid and the original flavor of nature ferment for a few years, and then dig it out and eat it." Yin Ze talked freely, "The old Inuit way of eating is to put the puffins into the stomach with their mouths. The quasi-swallow's butt sucked up the fermented viscera and brains. It had a sponge-like texture and a stimulating taste, with a taste similar to bran and natto. "

"You, don't say anymore..." Uchida Maaya just imagined it for a moment and felt her stomach churning and extremely bitter.

"Happiness comes from contrast. Compared with pickled puffin, a national banquet dish of the Arctic, doesn't this spicy and sour duck blood immediately seem much more approachable? Do you want to eat it now?" Yin Ze showed an innocent smile.

"I have completely lost the desire to eat white rice." Uchida Maaya gritted her teeth, "You have such a strong taste, can you suck the butts of those poor puffins, uh, that is, that?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, and then he said carefully and rigorously, "If, if someone put a positron cannon to my head and forced me to speak, I would probably still do it."

Having said that, lunch still has to continue.

"Reihime Sanka, it's over." Uchida Maaya suddenly said.

"Yeah." Yin Ze didn't comment.

“The story isn’t over yet.”

"A dozen episodes is the best we can do. If we condense it any further and speed it up, the pace will break down. Originally, the main purpose was to promote the comics."

“Will there be a second season?”

"Who knows. If the results are good, surely no one will be unhappy?"

However, the BD of the animation seems to be only average.

Although it has a good reputation, and the animation and the original work have their own unique way of telling stories and emotions, it still seems to be a bit niche. At least, it is not as popular as "Sword Sanctuary" and "Dark Reincarnation Fantasy".

"It wasn't broadcasted either," Uchida Maaya added.

"Actually...it's better not to do it. It's so tiring." Yin Ze said with a look of deep suffering.

"I still have a feeling that the show is not over yet, but in the blink of an eye, it's over." Uchida Maaya bit her lip. "It may be my feeling, or it may be the complex of performing it for the first time. I think this is really a good work."

"Of course. The narrative of the original work is delicate, and the animation production has also restored the atmosphere of faint sadness very well. And although there are no plans for a second season for the time being, the necessary preparations and foreshadowing have been laid. Every detail is perfect. It is certainly a very good animation." Yin Ze nodded.

"But, but after the last episode aired, it seemed like everything was over," Uchida Maaya whispered. "The official Twitter account was no longer active, and there were fewer discussions among viewers. It was like a train that arrived at its scheduled time and left with few people on board."

"That's how it is." Yin Ze paused. "After all, there are only a few works that can maintain vigorous vitality and last for a long time. For someone like Sanhua Liji, who has touched and left a lasting impression on people, and who can even sigh for a moment when seeing screenshots and fragments of dialogue many years later, it's already very impressive."

"Yeah, I know that, but, sorry... I don't know if we can still act together in the future."

"Of course."

……

When they were halfway through the meal, Matsuoka Yoshitsugu appeared at the corner of the stairs, followed by a student who still looked childish.

What we recorded today was an ordinary animation drama. The three people in IM are actually not the main characters, but supporting roles.

"Matsuoka." Yin Ze leaned over and greeted, "Have you finished eating so early?"