Tokyo Sound

"If I hadn't eaten, would you treat me?" Sakura Ayane said somewhat impolitely.

"Uh, did you eat it or not?" Yin Ze asked tentatively.

"you guess."

"..."

Yin Ze was speechless. The girl was so cool and good at talking. She was very skilled at ending the topic.

"What are you doing here?" Sakura Ayane glanced secretly.

"My agent called me here for an audition. Are you here too?"

"Hmm..." Sakura Ayane nodded slightly, a little annoyed, "But I guess it's already failed."

"Did you get the result?"

"No, but I can feel it myself. I performed very poorly." Sakura Ayane shook her head.

"That must have been a very difficult performance." Yin Ze consoled him, "Be more confident. You're already a very good candidate for the position of a talent reserve, as you're already very young. There are probably no people of your age who can perform at your level."

"Really?" The girl raised her eyes and asked doubtfully.

The first person Yin Ze thought of was Hidaka, who he had been acting with in the morning. Judging from his appearance, he was probably not much older than Sakura, but others were the leading actors. However, this fact did not affect his nonsense at all.

"Really!" Yin Ze said in a strong voice.

"Come on, you've only met a few voice actors." Sakura Ayane hummed, but still seemed to enjoy it somewhat.

"I don't even know the lines for the audition." Yin Ze looked around. "Where are my manager and producer?"

"It seems he's still in a meeting." Sakura Ayane simply handed him the information she had obtained earlier, "You can take a look at it."

The two of them sat down on chairs in the aisle. Although there was no heating like in the lounge, the girl was wrapped up tightly and had a hot drink to warm her hands, so she didn't care too much.

Sakura Ayane was idly swinging her slender legs, pretending to check her phone, but in fact she couldn't help but secretly glance at the boy next to her who was carefully reading the content of a work.

The drooping forehead and eyebrows are combed back, the side profile is quiet and refreshing, the neck is white and smooth, and the collarbone is faintly visible under the cotton shirt.

...Where did this first love male protagonist in a campus drama come from? His facial features are a little too handsome, the girl muttered to herself.

After all, the waiter uniforms provided by the restaurant are wholesale goods, and they are not as good as regular British butler uniforms, and they look a bit cheap. However, when I changed back to casual clothes, the feeling was completely different.

"So that's it. It's a short story." Yin Ze roughly browsed the content of the work.

"It's very sad and beautiful, right?" Sakura Ayane asked pretending to be indifferent.

"It's a typical healing yet warm type. I understand, I understand." Yin Ze shrugged. He also secretly read magazines like "Aige" and "Fireworks" [Note: Both are women's magazines] when he was in high school, and he had some experience with the sadness and fantasy of young girls.

"Hey, what kind of perfunctory reaction is that? Can you show more touching?" Sakura Ayane said dissatisfiedly.

"No, I'm a glorious worker who can control my tears and expression even when I'm humiliated by Party A, despised and rejected by goddesses, and laughed at and ridiculed at a class reunion. This is something that I can't resonate with at all."

Yin Ze spread his hands and talked freely.

"After all, the setting that they will perish if touched by humans is a bit too deliberate. It's heading straight for tragedy. Or maybe it would be better to wear gloves."

"Huh?! How can you be so rude." Sakura Ayane folded her hands, "It's amazing, okay! The encounter of fate, the love that makes you worry about losing, the loneliness that is filled, the memories that last forever in an instant, face these things!"

"Even if you say so..."

Seeing this guy scratching his head helplessly, the girl was furious. Her eyes were red when she first read the work, and she tried her best to get a chance during the audition. Her touching story was actually evaluated like this.

When I thought about how I was slightly touched by the smile and hot drink from that annoying guy not long ago, I became even angrier for some unknown reason.

That's right, after all, this is a bad guy who is good at saying nice things to customers and playing pranks on girls he just met! In other words, a frivolous man!

Sakura Ayane took back the information and wanted to say some sarcastic words in anger, but her tutor didn't know how to do it, so she had to turn her head away and keep silent, trying to deal with the situation calmly.

Yin Ze looked at the girl sulking and hesitated for a few seconds.

"that……"

"I don't want to talk to you." The girl said angrily.

"You seem to really like this work?" Yin Ze asked again.

The girl didn't reply.

A familiar silence fell between the two of them.

“I am indeed too subjective.”

Yin Ze paused and said with a smile.

"Everyone has different experiences and preferences, and what they love and endure are also different. Even the strongest people may have weaknesses that are insignificant in the eyes of others. A piece of text or a picture may bring back forgotten memories and ignite sadness."

The girl looked on coldly.

"You clearly wanted to share it with me, but I was picky and boastful, which let you down," Yin Ze said.

"I wasn't thinking about sharing." Sakura Ayane retorted.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Yin Ze clasped his hands together and apologized sincerely.

"...You've said all the good and bad things." Sakura Ayane said in a low voice. She really had no way to deal with such a person who combined both strength and gentleness.

"But this story mostly consists of the male and female protagonists, and the length is not long. If it is to be made into an animation, it will probably be an OVA or a theatrical version, right?" Yin Ze thought, "This is a rare opportunity. But we are all from the same agency, so it shouldn't be possible for us to take advantage of it all, right?"

"I wasn't expecting to act with you." Sakura Ayane grumbled, and became disappointed again. "Besides, I probably won't have the chance."

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"Be optimistic. If you keep sighing, your life will lose its color." Yin Ze clenched his fist and said in a childish voice, "Believe that miracles and magic do exist."

"Are you coaxing a child?" Sakura Ayane rolled her eyes.

"Hey, you don't believe these things at your age?" Yin Ze was surprised.

"I'm a high school student, not an elementary school student!"

While the two were arguing, the agent wearing glasses and holding his mobile phone saw them and quickly trotted over.

"Takizawa-kun is here. The production team just finalized the female lead. You should get ready and have the audition later."

"Excuse me... could you please tell me what my result is?" Sakura Ayane could still be tough in front of boys, but when it came to people like this, she suddenly became reserved and asked weakly with her hands entwined.

"Haha, it's you, Sakura-chan. Who else could it be but you?" Kashiwai said with great satisfaction as if a child had won a gold medal.

"Really?" The girl was a beat slower, staring with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Really," the agent repeated.

"See, there is a miracle." Yin Ze added cheerfully.

"Can't it be due to my own ability?" The girl glared at him and kicked the boy's running shoes with her boots.

In the end, it seemed that he restrained his strength because of his good family tradition and changed to touching.

Chapter 5 Who Still Has Dreams

If you stay in Tokyo for a long time, you will find that the rain here always comes suddenly and goes away suddenly, just like meeting a relative's depressed and moody girlfriend.

Therefore, there are convenience stores selling transparent umbrellas in the streets and alleys. They are cheap and light. The transparent umbrella surface can reduce minor conflicts between passers-by and the splashing of raindrops when the umbrella edges collide with each other, and will not cause trouble to others. It can also be regarded as a microcosm of the unspoken rules of interpersonal communication here.

On rainy days, the streets are filled with pedestrians holding umbrellas, and the water curtain that blocks out the sun crosses the reinforced concrete and glass road signs.

Sakura Ayane likes to sleep in on rainy days the most. She would lie on the comfortable bed, listening to the sound of raindrops outside, and feel happy both physically and mentally.

But the young mother in an apron would always come on the scene and pull her out, saying that she wanted her to develop a self-disciplined lifestyle.

Coming to the dining table, the sleepy old father in his pajamas glanced at his equally sleepy daughter. The father and daughter looked at each other in silence, silently suppressed their yawns, and mechanically ate bread and eggs.

Only the parrot seemed to be in good spirits, chirping and shaking its head, but it sounded like it still had a long way to go before it could sing Liszt's "The Bells" as expected without a script.

The warm family of three welcomes a new day.

Dad lazily turned on the TV and jumped to the morning news channel he often watched. After seeing the familiar long-haired and beautiful host on the screen, he secretly felt a little joy in life.

Of course, on the surface, I am concentrating on taking in new information to enrich myself.

The beautiful host's smile was impeccable, and she spoke clearly as she reported news from all over the country.

The large wild boar that escaped from the zoo was successfully anesthetized and captured.

The gangsters broke into a house, but unexpectedly the owner turned out to be a judo athlete, who is now under investigation in the hospital.

A man found out that his blind date was 20 years older than him, so he asked the matchmaking agency for compensation, but to no avail.

A beautiful woman deceived 13 single men into marriage in succession. The victim's friend was a professional gigolo. When he heard about this, he tried to lure the tiger out of its hole by feeding himself. However, the female prisoner fell for him and has been arrested.

Late at night, the police received a report of a murder and rushed to the scene to find that it was a otaku who was dealing with his ex-inflatable girlfriend.

Lightning struck a septic tank in the countryside, causing chaos and an indescribable smell.

...After all kinds of strange news, the scene suddenly jumped to the vicinity of Budokan [Note: a gymnasium located in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, where Japanese singers like to hold concerts].

"The annual Tokyo University entrance ceremony opens, allowing us to experience the elegance of this generation of Japanese elites on site."

As one of the top universities in Japan, the University of Tokyo holds its freshman entrance ceremony at the Budokan every year. Highly intellectuals gather together to talk about the country's future, society, and financial trends. Their every move is filled with wisdom.

Several interview and filming teams were stationed outside the martial arts hall, reporting on the students who had finished the ceremony and were walking out of the venue.

"Hello, student. Do you have any ambitions for the future?" the reporter asked.

"I want to work in the aerospace industry in the future. The great turning point of human civilization is breaking out of the universe and migrating to the starry sky. Compared with the vastness of the universe, the struggle for interests on a planet is nothing! I will strive for flying to the stars all my life and pour out all my passion in the Milky Way and galaxies!" The young student blushed and made a passionate speech, showing the good style of a Heisei athlete.

The scene changes to another student.

“Any plans for campus life?”

“I will make full use of every second to study criminal law in depth and think about good and evil, black and white. I will make friends with like-minded people on campus and work together as human rights lawyers for the people. I will dispel every darkness and let every good person live uprightly.” Every word spoken by the tall and thin student was full of justice from the bottom of his heart, and he stared into the distance with a firm look in his eyes.

The scene changes to the third student.

“After receiving the admission letter, who do you want to thank the most?”

"My family, they have given me the greatest trust and help, comforted me and encouraged me. And there is my childhood sweetheart Ayako in my hometown, she would wait for me in the private school until late at night, and would hug me when I was doubting myself. I will study hard, work hard after graduation, and marry her in the future! This is my lifelong commitment!" The simply dressed country student blushed and swore an oath to the camera.

"The quality of students this year is so high." Dad sighed.

At this moment, a student hurried by, wearing an old student-style windbreaker, an orange-brown plaid scarf, his hair hanging down naturally, and an umbrella in his hand.

"Hello, classmate. Can you take a moment of your time?" The reporter's eyes lit up and he chased after him to ask.

"Of course." The student was surprised and turned back with a smile.

Sakura Ayane caught a glimpse of the handsome face that suddenly occupied the prime position of the camera, her eyes widened, and she almost choked on the bread slices.

"We are from Tokyo TV..." the reporter began to introduce himself.

"I know. I understood it when I saw the devilish banana man on your microphone." The student nodded.