Tokyo Sound

Then there is no more then.

Gentlemen, please be clear-headed. By chance or destiny, this love comedy in which you and a beautiful girl are locked in a secret room is impossible to happen in reality.

To this day, professionally trained fighters would not fall for this classic trap.

If you don't want to be involved in a complicated and tiring Shura field, the fastest way is to expose all your strengths and weaknesses as early as possible, just like selling goods. When doing business, of course, honesty comes first. Any commercial fraudulent cover-up and marketing, as well as ambiguous descriptions are unacceptable.

Using a fierce look to intimidate instead of saying hello, although it is not mature enough, it is also a naive form of self-protection.

“——Hawuhouhou.”

Yin Ze could understand the male protagonist's thoughts in this section very well, so even though there were no clear instructions, he imitated the giant bear's roar without any instruction. The power of the bear!

"...Don't make those weird boar-like noises there, just sit down first." Hayami Saori narrowed her eyes, sighed coldly, and then spoke in a pleasant voice like a stream.

"Huh? Oh, okay, sorry." Yin Ze was stunned. His emotions did not stay in the script. He answered purely as a subconscious reaction.

The timeline on the screen is still moving and is still being recorded.

but.

No.

Wait a moment.

Just now, did the well-educated and well-mannered female protagonist from the same club and the same level of school look towards me with a murderous look as if she had seen something filthy? ? ?

In the storyboard, the girl looked at her paperback again, not showing any intention of paying any attention.

In front of the microphone, Hayami Saori was also silently flipping through the pages of the script.

In the storyboard, the boy grabbed a chair and sat down with his heart in turmoil.

In front of the microphone, Yin Ze wiped the sweat caused by overclocking and unknown pressure.

"What's the matter?" Hayami Saori looked at the manuscript and asked unhappily.

"Nothing... I was just wondering why it turned out like this?" Yin Ze said the original lines hesitantly.

"Is there a problem?" Hayami Saori said indifferently.

"Because I was brought here for some inexplicable reason." Yin Ze said.

"Tsk——"

There was a very beautiful smacking of the lips, and the timing was just right. At least before today, the man had never heard a sound of disgust of the same quality that was worthy of a fight. It was full of strong dissatisfaction, and he could even imagine the person's gaze, as if he was looking at some kind of insect.

"...Well, let's play a game then."

"play games?"

"That's right, let's play a game of guessing what club this is. Okay, may I ask what club this is?" Hayami Saori said as if she was taking care of a kindergarten child.

"Playing games with a beautiful girl in a secret room...all the signs make people imagine something dirty, but the aura she exudes is not attractive at all. Instead, it's like a sharpened blade, as if if I lose this game, my life will end..." Yin Ze continued to recite the original lines that were very appropriate for the situation with his head down.

"Are there no other members here?"

"No."

"Is it the Classical Literature Club?" Yin Ze asked. The original work only mentioned the Literature Club, and the change in the lines here was probably a reference to a popular TV series. As a dual party, this feels quite strange.

"Oh...why?" Hayami Saori raised her eyebrows and asked back.

"Because it does not require a special environment and equipment, the club will not be disbanded even if there are too few members. In other words, this club does not require any funds. And you were just reading a book. In fact, the answer has been obvious from the beginning." Yin Ze's condition gradually improved.

Hayami Saori exhaled lightly, tickling people's ears, but then she smiled with pleasure and contempt, and said like a judge sentencing someone, "No."

"…So, what kind of club is this?"

"I'll give you the most obvious hint. What I'm doing now is part of the club's activities."

"There are no other members here, but the club can still be established. In other words, there are ghost members? So it is the Far East Supernatural Research Society?" Yin Ze's eyes twitched. This time it was a triple party.

"Huh, ghosts are so funny. I didn't expect someone would say such a thing. Are you stupid?" Hayami Saori sneered and sighed, "Hikigaya-san, right? How many years have you not talked to a girl?"

"According to my excellent hippocampus, the last time I talked to a girl was two years ago in June..."

"The rich give to the poor out of compassion, this is what is called public welfare. Providing aid to developing countries, providing meals for homeless people, allowing boys who are not popular with women to talk to girls - lending a hand to those in need, this is the content of our club's activities." Hayami Saori's words were clear.

Unconsciously, the heroine's field has covered the field of technique previously opened by the hero. Based on the plot, it is launched into reality, naturally forming a bird's-eye view from above.

"Welcome to the Servant Club. I'm glad you've joined. Hiratsuka-sensei once said that good people have an obligation to help poor people. Since you've been entrusted to me, I'll be responsible to the end. I'll cure your illness, so thank me as much as you can."

Saori Hayami and the girl in the storyboard hugged each other's hands in perfect harmony, and they looked very similar.

"You woman..."

Yin Ze was sweating profusely and continued to read the original lines faithfully.

"Although it's strange for me to say this, I'm pretty good. In the school's liberal arts mock exam, my Chinese score was third in the whole grade! I'm not bad looking, too! Except for not having a girlfriend, I'm basically an outstanding person, a rare talent!"

"The last question is very fatal. It's amazing that you can still speak so confidently. It's amazing... You are such a weirdo. I feel so uncomfortable." Hayami Saori shrugged.

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't want to listen to your lecture, you blame woman." Yin Ze was embarrassed.

"In my opinion, it is your corrupt character and twisted sensibility that keep you alone. Well, first of all, I will help you find a place to stay since you can't stay anywhere else. You should understand, right?"

Hayami Saori said softly.

"If I had a place to stay, I wouldn't have to turn into a shooting star and burn up miserably."

"Is this "Star of the Nighthawk"? It's too niche." Yin Ze said hesitantly.

"Wow, this is really unexpected. I didn't expect that someone whose level is lower than that of an average high school boy would read Kenji Miyazawa's works." Hayami Saori showed obvious emotion for the first time.

"Didn't you hear me say just now that I'm ranked third in the whole grade in Chinese?" Yin Ze said dissatisfiedly.

"You're so proud of yourself for getting third place, which shows how incompetent you are. You think you're smart and excellent just by relying on one subject, but people who think like this are simply ignorant. But "Nighthawk Star" suits you very well, for example its appearance." Hayami Saori said with a veiled smile.

"Are you trying to say that I'm ugly..."

"I can't say that. After all, the truth can be very hurtful sometimes, but you can't avoid the truth. Go look in the mirror and face reality."

"No, no, no, I'm not bragging. I'm not bad looking. Even my little sister said that it would be better if my brother could be quiet. It's not an exaggeration to say that my only good-looking face is mine."

"Are you stupid? Beauty itself is a subjective feeling. So in this classroom with only the two of us, only what I say is correct, because obviously I am more beautiful." Hayami Saori held her forehead as if she had a headache, "I don't appreciate the confidence you get from relying on appearances such as grades or looks. Okay, let's end the conversation simulation exercise for now."

"Excuse me, do you regard me as a non-human creature?"

"No, I mean, if you can talk to a girl like me, you should be able to talk to other people too."

Hayami Saori felt a sense of accomplishment and smiled brightly.

"This way, you can live on alone with beautiful memories."

"Your solution is too special, and you are so confident..." Yin Ze was helpless.

"Of course, I am very cute, and this is not a self-evaluation, but an objective evaluation. Having said that, this does not mean that we have fulfilled the teacher's commission, because there are more fundamental problems that need to be solved... For example, how about you apply for leave of absence?" said Saori Hayami.

"That's not solving the problem, it's just a temporary ostrich mentality," said Yin Ze.

"Oh, you know you're an ostrich?" Hayami Saori was surprised. "You don't really think you can graduate safely, do you? People like you can't say goodbye to the campus normally and get a diploma without paying some price."

"Yeah, only people of the same kind would know that. You're so annoying!" Yin Ze couldn't hold it in any longer.

In the storyboard, the male protagonist finally got the chance to turn the tables, and the stickman also showed a smug smile on his face.

The girl glared at him with a look that said "Why are you still alive?"

Of course, the eye pressure from the right should not be underestimated, it is chilling.

Three minutes later, the recording of Part A finally ended.

The man looked exhausted and staggered towards the sofa.

"...It went much more smoothly than expected. There was no problem at all. You two are quite amazing. Your performance was quite natural, without any signs of artificiality. Keep it up, take a break, and we'll start Part B in ten minutes." A slightly surprised voice from Masafumi Ichinose came from the broadcast port.

The leading male and female actors returned to their resting positions.

The man was leaning against the other person, peeling a White Rabbit candy, trying to replenish his energy.

"It's really good cooperation. Takizawa-kun is very reliable. Please keep up the good work in the next 11 episodes." Hayami Saori held the script and took the initiative to start a conversation. Her smile was pleasant and there was no sense of pressure at all.

It was as if the attack across dimensions just now was just an illusion.

"...Okay, okay." The man had already sensed something wrong. Feeling the only sweetness on the tip of his tongue, he spoke with a sad expression and stuttering.

Shimazaki Nobunaga was still sitting in the corner with a very complicated expression.

The sound director said it well, there is no trace of artificiality or hacking.

But then again, were we acting just now?

How I feel.

Just bickering and quarreling?

And it totally matches!

Chapter 106 Roots

"You guys are amazing, your performance is so natural—"

The voice has a citrus-sweetness and is soft. It doesn't have a particularly distinctive personal style, but it's the kind of voice that everyone would say is "pleasant."

"You're too kind." Yin Ze was not in a very good mood at the moment, and responded with a slightly bitter tone.

"Don't use honorifics. You're older than me in terms of age and experience." The girl with short ponytail said with a sigh.

"Oh, sorry, I'm not used to the fact that I'm gradually becoming a senior to some people. I still want to continue to be a newbie with a high tolerance rate." Yin Ze suddenly realized.

"What are you talking about? Escaping won't solve the problem. If you just want to avoid responsibility, I don't encourage such behavior." Hayami Saori's thin voice sounded.

"I'm sorry." Yin Ze instinctively responded using the character's voice.

"There's no need to be so serious. I was just saying it casually." Hayami Saori was a little scared by the seriousness.

"I was too immersed in the role." Yin Ze looked dazed.

"It's not good to be too immersed in the role. After all, voice actors also have their own nature. It's okay to be infected by the characters with upright values, but it would be terrible if you can't get out of the anti-social darkness. Even if you are an experience-oriented person, you must remember to withdraw from the work." Hayami Saori said seriously.

"You are directing." Yin Ze said in the voice of the character again.

"Here we go again... uh, wait a minute, is this a little humor to adjust interpersonal relationships?" Hayami Saori was slightly stunned, then she covered her mouth with one hand and said apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't notice."

"..."

It's over. Although the senior said that she should withdraw from the role, no matter how she listens to it now, it feels like Yukinoshita-san is complaining about herself under pressure. Even such a serious apology seems to be a manifestation of a dark revelation of playing an embarrassing joke.

The man lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

"Saori, if it's really a joke, it will have the opposite effect if you say it out loud." The girl with short ponytail hesitated for a moment, and then naively tore off the last fig leaf.

"Is that so? No, it's okay. We just don't have enough tacit understanding. As long as we gradually get in sync when working together in the future, things like this won't happen again." Hayami Saori said encouragingly.

It's over. Even this kind of interaction seems like a scene in the script. I seem to be sitting in the service department, but it is obviously a projection case worth being happy about. But why can't I be happy?

"Calling him by his name when we first met...did you know each other before?" Yin Ze rubbed his face and tried to gather himself.

"Because we are alumni and also in the same industry, we have been in contact for a long time," said Saori Hayami.

"You are also cultural people from Waseda University. You are all so amazing." Yin Ze said sincerely.

"Come to think of it, with this kind of questioning, does it mean you completely forget about me?" The girl with short ponytail looked at someone steadily with a serious expression. This was a question.

Ok?

Almost at the moment of being questioned, the corridor of life began to run at a roaring speed, browsing and searching the past.

"I'm sorry, I was hit on the back of the head by the Dragon King's Sigh a few days ago and forgot some things." Yin Ze said.

"You really have no impression at all? We are classmates after all." The girl with short ponytail drawled out.

"Oh? You are also a student of Metropolitan No. 3 Middle School?" Yin Ze tilted his head. He didn't expect to meet his high school alumni. But when did No. 3 Middle School produce an excellent student from Waseda University? Why didn't the dean of studies publicize it in his circle of friends?

"What are you talking about? We are from the same training school and both graduated from the Japanese Broadcasting Institute." Hayami Saori corrected clearly. Every time she sighed at others, she couldn't tell whether it was a reward or an insult.

"Is that so? I have completely understood." Yin Ze nodded seriously like a student in math class.

"So do you remember my name?" the girl with short ponytail asked again.

"Of course! Miss Dongshan Naiyang!" Yin Ze smiled confidently and powerfully.

"——Everyone introduced themselves before the recording. I don't think he was remembering anything from the past, but simply remembered the introduction from dozens of minutes ago." Hayami Saori folded her hands and said helplessly. Her upright attitude and stern temperament made it difficult for some people to continue to be stubborn.

Senior Hayami didn't give his all during the audition like I did. It must have been smooth and easy, and he played his true self...