Tokyo Sound

A lot of people stopped writing after hearing the word "eat". Even those who still had ambitions were no longer focused on the paper.

Oh, that's all. It was all a mistake after all.

Yasuhiro Takemoto quickly took out the lunch box made by his wife, and with a dashing stride he passed the man in front of him and headed straight for the microwave.

"You old thief Wu Ben! You're stealing again! And you keep it hot for so long every time!" Seeing this, someone made a voice unwilling to be outdone.

"Why don't you go to another one?"

“Those two haven’t been repaired yet!”

……

Tsuchiya Hongliang looked at the footage in the camera with satisfaction, as happy as a child who had received enough New Year's money.

This trip was very rewarding and I felt fulfilled both mentally and physically. I even tried the employee meal at the invitation of Taishi Nishiya. Although it was just an ordinary free store lunch, eating with so many employees here gave me a sense of satisfaction that I was one of them.

A Liang held a lunch box carefully and watched the people coming and going around the microwave.

Oh my god, the one who laughed and tried to disguise the fact that he cut in line was Takemoto Yasuhiro, the one who argued with him was Ishihara Rikiya, and the one who inadvertently took the front row and even kept giving way to others was Kigami Yoshiharu! What a precious existence!

Ah Liang was standing at the end of the line, his face slightly flushed. Seeing these famous animators playing and joking around, he felt like a young girl seeing her dream lover. He was extremely shy and did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, the first hot lunch box was finally ready. The man picked up the food and left without any delay.

The back figure is so young? Who is he? What position? Why didn't Director Takemoto cut in line?

The man turned around, revealing a stunning face.

Aliang felt that all the sounds in this world faded away, and finally fell silent. Then he suddenly felt that his heart was hit by a huge pendulum, and then he was filled with disbelief as if in a dream.

"?"

Yin Ze felt a strange gaze again. It was hot, gentle, powerful, and even beastly and aggressive.

He looked in the direction and saw a bear-like man wearing the clothes of a familiar character. He was covering his face with one hand like a little girl, with happiness sparkling in his eyes.

What a true expression of love! If it were put in a traditional love movie, this would definitely be the moment of reunion.

The man subconsciously took a step back, tactically protecting his hot free lunch, as if afraid that it would be snatched away, and he lowered his head and slipped away like a thief.

"Please wait--" Tsuchiya Hiroaki tried his best but found that he could only make a gentle call.

"You, what's the matter?" Yin Ze asked cautiously.

"No, nothing, it's just, it's just, I want to tell you..." Tsuchiya Hiroaki stammered and spoke incoherently, feeling that his body was out of his control.

Master Yin looked at the painful garment again, remembered something, and suddenly ran away.

"Wait, wait, why are you running away? No, I mean no harm!"

A Liang clutched his clothes and made a heart-breaking sound as he looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away.

but.

He really deserves to be my solo pusher. Even when running, he runs so coolly.

Chapter 47 I Won’t Be Polite

"I never thought something like this would happen. It's not easy to be a voice actor these days. Not only do you need to have a great image, but you also have to sing and dance. Although the improved standards have made entertainment performances more exciting, I just don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing." Yasuhiro Takemoto picked up a piece of fried pork chop with a fork and felt a lot of emotion.

"The incident in King of the Idols 2 must have been an unexpected disaster for Mr. Yin." Taichi Nishiya drank his barley tea calmly.

"As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. At least I have put an end to a certain agent's despicable plan to make me sell my charm." Yin Ze laughed.

"Haha, you old thief Takemoto, you look so introverted and reserved. At your age, you actually have smiley face rice balls, rabbit fish cakes and other childish foods in your lunch box." Ishihara Riki suddenly discovered his blind spot and couldn't help but tease him.

"Is it funny? My wife made it for me." Takemoto Yasuhiro asked, "Did you make it?"

"That's unreasonable! Are you crazy?"

"Look at the knife skills, the cut is just the right size for a bite, showing his thoughtfulness and gentleness. And look at the pork, it's fried so well, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and your mouth is full of fragrance when you take a bite. It's so nice to be married." Yasuhiro Takemoto tasted the food in a pretentious manner.

"What does this have to do with marriage? Isn't the meat delicious because the pig is well developed?" Ishihara Rikiya snorted.

"Why do you have more meat than me when we both have teriyaki chicken drumstick rice?" Yin Ze frowned.

"But I think they are similar. They are all products made on the same line." Taishi Nishiya tried to compare them.

"This bowl of meat might have been made by a senior chef. The cutting method is neat, even with tendons and bones, and the presentation of the side dishes is also quite exquisite. I think you are a person with professional aspirations. I have an unwelcome request. I want to experience the difference between a veteran craftsman and a novice." Yin Ze said seriously.

"Teacher Yin, please do as you please." Nishiya Taizhi thought to himself, isn't this what Tongyi did? But he was an honest man and agreed to the request.

The man happily picked up a small piece of meat, gave a few vague compliments, and then turned to supervise Takemoto.

"A true chef can turn ordinary ingredients into delicacies and turn decay into magic. Your fried pork chop exudes the warmth of family. On the table of a single dog, it shines like a firefly in the dark night. I have three wishes in my life. One is to travel thousands of miles, one is to read thousands of books, and one is to taste all kinds of flavors. I have an unwelcome request. I dare to taste the true taste of this dragon-level killer fried pork chop."

"The strong are indeed no different from the mediocre. They know that this is a rare treasure in the world." Takemoto Yasuhiro said with satisfaction, and generously gave away a small piece.

The man had a sumptuous free lunch and the hunter continued looking for his target.

"Director Ishihara is known as one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Kyoto. His aesthetic taste is naturally extraordinary, and his diet must also be very philosophical. I have an unwelcome request..."

"You're just here at the buffet." Ishihara Riki was much more savvy and quickly took defensive measures against the meat dishes in the lunch box.

Tsuchiya Hongliang, who was sitting nearby, had mixed feelings.

I didn't expect that these dream builders who held a very high status in my heart would actually be so deceitful and form alliances for a small piece of pork tenderloin.

"Well, it's a great honor for me to sit with all of you teachers today. I'm sorry for my previous inappropriate behavior and rudeness. I hope Takizawa-san will forgive me. This small gift is not my respect." Aliang took out the beautifully packaged box from his backpack again.

"Oh, this... just come if you want to, why bring Gekkeikan Daiginjo?" The man saw through the nature of the gift at a glance, and refused it several times with both sincerity and hypocrisy, and finally accepted it with reluctance.

After the bear man gave the gift and apologized, he suddenly didn't know what to say. His excitement seemed to be stuck.

What he felt now was like visiting relatives during the holidays. He arrived at the homes of close friends and relatives. The elders were chatting and playing mahjong, while he was sitting there waiting obediently, even a little bored... No, this shouldn't be the case. The people in front of him were all industry bigwigs and popular voice actors. How could he feel like this?

"Excuse me, why are you here, Mr. Takizawa?" Tsuchiya Hiroaki was extremely curious.

"Are you watching "Hyouka"? " someone asked.

"Of course! I will watch every episode! I will not miss any broadcast!" Tsuchiya Hiroaki said confidently.

"There was an accident in the middle of a part of the animation, so they asked me to help. The missing part is almost filled in, and I think it will be finished the day after tomorrow."

"?"

"I can understand your confusion, but it's complicated to explain in detail. But the fact is that he is helping us draw the animation." When Yasuhiro Takemoto saw the confused expression on the bear man's face, he thought of himself yesterday and felt a sense of empathy.

"There have been precedents of voice actors participating in animation, but most of them are easter eggs and fun things, often serving as a bonus. I wonder what Takizawa-san will draw this time?" Tsuchiya Hiroaki cheered up again.

“I don’t have an exact number, but including the previous ones, it probably adds up to several hundred.” The man thought for a moment.

"??"

The relationship is not just a friendly appearance, it's really like punching in for work, right?

"Why haven't you opened the wine yet?" Ishihara Rikiya pointed at the Daiginjo on the table, licked his lips, and deliberately put on the disguise of a hunter, "I have an unwelcome request..."

"What do you mean? A gentleman does not take away what others like. Please forgive me for refusing." Yin Ze said in a clear and crisp voice.

"What do you mean by taking away someone else's possessions? I just want to open and share the gift someone gave us." Ishihara Riki said innocently.

"That's interesting. It was clearly given to me by someone else, so how come it suddenly became everyone's?" Yin Ze snorted.

"Did Mr. Tsuchiya know in advance that you would be here? He probably doesn't know. When he came, his main purpose was to interview Studio One, so the gifts he prepared were all for the studio, and you appeared by chance and were not on other people's gift lists at all. Therefore, this bottle of wine was originally bought for us, and you just happened to intercept it, so we have the legitimate inheritance rights." Ishihara Riki also distorted the facts.

"It's not decent. Why do you have to emphasize you and us? Although I'm just an outsourced worker who will leave after a few days, as long as I sit at my workstation, I'm a member of everyone. Supervisor Ishihara is creating confrontation and contradiction, which is unacceptable. I will report this matter to Director Kigami later, so you should reflect on yourself." Yin Ze said solemnly.

"Since we are all one, and you admit that we are one of us, that's even better. Let's open the box quickly and share it together."

"..."

Master Yin was trapped in his own trap and couldn't get out. He could only quietly open the package, bring paper cups to everyone, and pour the liquid into each one.

Supermarket bento, yakiniku, pork chops, expensive wine and powerful industry stalwarts, an everyday lunch already has the atmosphere of a private cocktail party.

Tsuchiya Hongliang never thought that he could still toast with everyone like an old friend. After graduating from university, he worked as a company employee for a while, then resigned and started his own business, rarely attending social events. Now he seems very serious, often standing up and bowing, holding the cup with both hands, and always drinking more than the other person.

"Sit down, sit down. The wine is still yours, why are you so polite? We are all friends." Seeing that the other party was a little inexplicably nervous, Yin Ze couldn't help but greet him kindly.

"Well, um, can I interview you later?" Tsuchiya Hiroaki asked cautiously.

"Should I ask my agent first? That's so troublesome." The man pondered.

"Oh, I was rude. Sorry, sorry." Tsuchiya Hiroaki lowered his head.

"So don't make it so complicated. Interviews and the like should just be chats." The man smiled. "Don't use honorifics. They are long and inefficient. It's like two shoulders supporting one head. I'm not someone worthy of respect. We should just be friends as equals. Don't make it like a celebrity interview."

Tsuchiya Hongliang was slightly startled, and suddenly seemed to understand where this strange feeling came from.

As expected, it should have been a more formal meeting with a polite sense of social distance. But the atmosphere at the dinner table was like a club activity.

Although it is still a little hard to understand, it sounds like the other party has just arrived at Kyoto Animation to help out, so why can he get along with these industry elites without any alienation? An animation director is someone who is ruthless to himself and the production team. In pursuit of high-quality works, he must have an uncompromising persistence, and to some extent, he is very stubborn.

Basic etiquette in this country is like an invisible wall of the heart. Everyone behaves in a friendly and generous manner, and is outgoing and friendly. In this environment where reading the atmosphere is important, if you try a little too hard, you will be criticized.

But that person blended in so harmoniously.

……

After the meal, there is a short lunch break. Employees either pull their chairs flat for a nap or take the time to do personal exercises without taking a break. There are still more diligent and simple people in the world.

Peace returned to the three-story studio.

"Want some candy?" Yin Ze grabbed a handful of candy from his pocket, and said generously, "White Rabbit, genuine imported goods, authentic, the taste of my childhood!"

But I had never seen this kind of brand when I was a child. Tsuchiya Hongliang scratched his head, but still accepted it with gratitude.

"How is it, brother, where are you doing?" Yin Ze peeled off the packaging, ate one, and asked casually.

"I'm a freelancer." Tsuchiya Hongliang paused and introduced himself softly, "I run my own blog, make videos, and have participated in some comics and GalGames of doujinshi clubs."

"That's great, you should like this field, right?" Yin Ze nodded.

"Yes, I loved reading novels and watching animations when I was in school. After graduation, I started working, but things were not going well in the workplace. I had a quarrel with my senior colleagues at the company, so I resigned rashly." Tsuchiya Hiroaki was a little embarrassed. "I didn't dare to tell my family at the time, for fear that they would be accused of not doing their job properly and disappoint them."

"But the fact that you can arrange an interview here shows that you are doing well in this freelance job, right?" Yin Ze said with a smile.

"Yes. I am considered a top individual media worker, with a lot of fans and an income that is also at the average level of news investigation reports." Tsuchiya Hiroaki still has some confidence when he mentions this. "Now I am still thinking about whether I should form a team to seek better development."

"Without any professional training, you've turned your hobby into a job. That's amazing. I'm happy for you." Yin Ze said, "Your family should approve of this, right?"

"...No, it is still criticized. The elders don't quite agree." Tsuchiya Hiroaki said reluctantly.

"Why?" Yin Ze was puzzled.

"Because I'm an otaku." Tsuchiya Hongliang intertwined his fingers and said slowly, "My father was naturally a person from the bubble era. At that time, Otaku was not well received by all walks of life. Even now, it is still the same."

"Is it that serious?" Yin Ze folded his hands. "It's just a stereotype. There are good people and bad people in every group, right?"

"Perhaps because they are my own children, I don't want to be associated with those negative impressions. This country still has stubborn and rigid thinking. Public opinion is like a sharp knife, always held in the hands of the public, stabbing a small number of people."

Tsuchiya Hongliang whispered.

"When I was in elementary school and middle school... well, I was bullied. The reason was probably because I was fat and short. At that time, I had no one to talk to, so I started playing GalGame. The world in the game is very good, and there are not so many unfortunate things. But playing bishoujo games made me feel even more inferior in the class, so I was alienated, so I played games, and the cycle continued."

"But Tsuchiya-kun seems to be a reliable person and is very talkative," said Yin Ze.

"After all, I have studied so many literary and creative works." Tsuchiya Hiroaki said embarrassedly, "And please don't tease me about my image. I was once told that I was disgusting when I greeted a female classmate in my class."

"He probably said it because he was swept up in the so-called 'air'. Otherwise, even if I get along well with you, I will be rudely classified as one of the bullied people." Yin Ze shook his head.

"Actually, regarding this, I also went to a fan meeting for a certain game many years ago. There was a character I really liked at the time. When I met the voice actress of that character, I said that I really liked it and would support the sequel, but I was told that it was disgusting." Hiroaki Tsuchiya sighed, "It was really uncomfortable at the time, after all, I was told that by the same voice as my favorite character. I also didn't understand why I was treated like this even though I didn't do anything wrong."

"But you are still doing related work, so you should have your own answer," Yin Ze said.

"Yes. It is true that due to entertainment and commerce, the market is flooded with products that are difficult to be accepted by the mainstream, which has also increased some prejudices. However, apart from these exaggerated things, Anime also has wonderful aspects. At least, what I remember most is the surprise and touching it brought... the fantasy of giant robots, the adventures of the chosen children, and some passionate and peaceful principles that even simple children can understand."

Tsuchiya Hiroaki said with a smile.

"Also, regarding the topic of voice actors that I just mentioned...Because in the past, this was not a glamorous industry. Some radio stations and actors even participated in animation dubbing in secret. For that person, this was a compromise for life, and there was no goal other than compensation. It is natural for him to be angry when I disturbed him rashly."

"Now the development is getting more and more prominent." The man stroked his chin.

"Then why did Takizawa-san become a voice actor?" Tsuchiya Hiroaki finally asked.

"At first it was just some coincidences, but gradually I found it quite interesting. Now," the man chuckled, "I met a little boy before, and I spoke to him using the voice from the animation, and he was so happy that his face turned red. In his eyes, I was the embodiment of a hero. For us adults, our blood has cooled, and being a good person is hard enough, let alone being a hero that children admire? This can be considered a special gift that voice actors can enjoy."

"I see. So what are your plans for the future?" Tsuchiya Hiroaki's eyes lit up.

"I have two wishes." Yin Ze said very seriously, raised his finger and said, "The first is to be a hero among heroes and voice the Giant of Light or Kamen Rider!"

"Great." Tsuchiya Hongliang clenched his fist. He still looked young after returning, and his wish was as pure as ice and snow. It was admirable. "I think you are not limited to just providing voice, you have the qualifications to act in a real person! So what's the second one?"

"Become the male protagonist of a harem anime."