Tokyo Sound

"Mr. Matsuoka, can you swim?" Minase Qi asked again.

"Will do."

"Hehe, that's amazing."

How can it be considered amazing just to be able to swim?

Yin Ze originally wanted to call Matsuoka to be his teammate, but gave up after seeing the situation. He went to look for Shimazaki Nobunaga, but that guy had disappeared while watching surfing and could not be found for a while.

On the other side of the volleyball net, there are four young players with beautiful smiles and clasped hands, ready to go.

On this side of the volleyball net is a lone wolf team.

“?” Yin Ze.

Chapter 85: Unknown Sea

The fragrance of the ocean tide, the sound of a distant whistle, the touch of a girl’s body, the lemon scent of shampoo, the vague longings, the floating shadows, and the temperature of this summer.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu and Minase Inori were at the beach. Neither of them had studied art, and lacked basic knowledge and emotional reserves in creation, so they couldn't produce any decent works. They just piled up some shapeless objects with sand, or slid out a few meaningless lines with their heels.

The shallow water flooded over the soles of my feet and washed away the fine sand stuck to the backs of my feet.

Minase Qi held the swimming ring and soaked in the sea water. Her swimming skills were average, so she only played in the water at the edge and was afraid to go far away from the shore. Kujukurihama was quite safe, and there were lifeguards around, just in case.

Although Matsuoka Yoshitsugu cannot be called an expert swimmer, he is quite good at swimming and his swimming movements are very smooth and not awkward.

"Amazing!" Minase Qi praised as always.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu then did another backstroke.

"Ms. Matsuoka also has such a skill~" Minase Inori said with a smile.

"When I was little, I was like an Akita dog, avoiding puddles on the road. Later, my grandfather took me swimming and gave me snacks as rewards to encourage me to jump into the pool. Gradually, I learned how to swim," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, paddling the water with his arms. "But I don't have many opportunities to swim in my hometown because Hokkaido is very cold."

"Hey, now that you live in Tokyo, do you go to the swimming pool in your free time?" asked Minase Inori.

"It's still very rare. I'm a bit busy with work... so busy that I can't even get a driver's license." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu sighed. Yes, he couldn't become a driver for a long time, purely because he was too busy, not because he couldn't pass the test. "But when did Minase-san get the license? I was really surprised."

"It's not that hard, and I'm not like you who didn't have time before. Haha, Matsuoka-san should be on the list of the busiest voice actors." Minase Inori said, "So I'm very happy that we can have time to hang out together this time. Let's have a good rest and relax."

"Well, it's a rare time." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu also had some emotion. When he couldn't make money, he had to work part-time and attend classes to make a living. Now that he can get stable work and have a reliable income, he still keeps busy. Sometimes he wonders, if he persisted for his ideal at the beginning, then now that his goal has been achieved, why is he still working so hard?

It should be to maintain and pursue happiness.

It's a bit like the answer that an older man should have. After all, the happiness of ordinary people is mostly dull. After all, a truly passionate young man will always walk on the road of challenges and brilliance.

Oh, now that I think about it, if I try to make the roar that Kirito made when he rushed out of the Town of Origin, my vocal cords will feel a little bit of pressure.

"Minase-san has become busy, and you are also a singer, so you should also make sure to rest," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

The idolization of voice actors has also pushed them to the position of multi-talented artists, and there are more things to compete for. Male voice actors are still okay, as there are many who have long-lasting careers. Female voice actors have a fast turnover rate, and the competition is even more intense now.

"I know and I will allocate my time well." said Minase Qi.

"…Minase-san is so handsome when he's driving. You debuted very early, right? You do everything beautifully. You're really an excellent person." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu added.

"Matsuoka-san is also very good."

"I can't do that. There are many really great people, like Takizawa. Even Nobunaga realized his ambition to become a light novelist, and his book was adapted into an anime."

"Of course they are great, but I think Matsuoka-san is just as good," Minase Inori said confidently, "You are the most actor-like person I have ever seen. Every time I act with you, I feel pressured, thinking that I must keep up with your powerful acting skills."

"You're too modest. You're the best female voice actor," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"Hahaha, isn't Mr. Matsuoka also the best male voice actor?" Minase Inori laughed, dangling her little feet underwater.

"Yes, that's right." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu suddenly felt shy, avoided his gaze and scratched his head.

"So we are the best and there is no need to envy anyone." Minase Qi nodded vigorously.

"…These words are so heartwarming. When I was doing the 'Dungeon' broadcast, I also relied a lot on Minase-san's activeness." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said slowly, "Even though the atmosphere between us was still strange during the 'Love Lab' event."

The video footage of the famous cold confrontation is still available on N Station. Between the two people with strange thinking circuits, there is a man who is sandwiched between the two sides and struggles to exert his high emotional intelligence, trying to control the situation and find topics.

“Ahhh, don’t mention the embarrassing past—” Minase Inori said hastily, clapping her hands to create splashes of water, “I was not mature enough back then! I almost caused an accident on the show!”

"I didn't expect that we would get along so well later. Although I felt that Minase-san and I might have something in common, it's great to be able to establish such a good relationship." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said sincerely.

"Hehe, it means we are all growing up and working hard." Minase Qi giggled. Her eyes curved into a pair of crescents and her emotions were written on her face. "By the way, come and teach me how to swim?"

"Okay, no problem."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu demonstrated the movements in the shallow water, and Minase Inori followed suit with the help of a swimming ring. Occasionally, he would reach out and gently help the girl adjust her posture.

The collision is soft and boneless, yet full of graceful gravity.

Love in adolescence is like the breeze that blows by. Young boys and girls are inexperienced and clumsy, but because of this, they are moved by everything.

But Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was not that old anymore. Whether he was willing or not, he was still an adult. He kept many of his concerns to himself. He wanted to support the other person's ideals, so he didn't want to affect the other person's career.

So this timing is very good, just right.

After looking at the sea for a long time, I want to see people. After seeing people for a long time, I turn to looking at the sea again.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's gaze just kept moving.

then.

Minase Qi would turn around, smile gently, tilt her head slightly and start talking, while staring into the older boy's eyes, as if trying to find a small fish that had flashed by at the bottom of a clear spring.

……

The volleyball flew from top to bottom at a sharp diagonal angle across the net, breaking through the defense, bouncing and rolling away on the soft sand.

Having lost points again, Yin Ze stood up again and looked calmly towards the opposite side, at the four-row lineup that was happily and unsportsmanlike.

Justice four against one, it's a bit of an overestimation of my buddies' athletic ability.

Why, why do you force me to use my full strength?

In a competitive environment, the invincible master closed his eyes, and the desire to fight was burning. The air seemed to be even hotter, and the thin floral shirt fluttered at an angle, as if it was agitated by the fighting spirit that was invisible to the naked eye. The man felt the surging mental storm, opened his eyes, and the time in his vision had slowed down.

It was very clear to see that when Sakura Ayane jumped, the force penetrated the flesh and skin around her hip joint, the lines of her legs were stretched out in an elegant and natural line, and the summer sun ironed the edges of her one-piece swimsuit into a graceful and graceful shape.

The art master's knowledge of human anatomy is his inner strength, and his super vision is his technique. With this powerful eye technique that specifically targets primates, any move will eventually reveal itself!

Haha, with yourself as the center, the direction of the spiked volleyball is 35.2° at the right angle. You only need a simple move to easily block the counterattack.

After successfully predicting the ball line, someone smiled evilly, stepped out with his right foot - and then the tiger came down the mountain.

"Ouch!" Yin Ze slipped and immediately, in accordance with physics, he crawled sideways on his knees. He missed the opportunity and watched the volleyball fall on the beach, bounce up, and roll away again.

The invincible master closed his eyes in pain.

"I'm not good at sports, so I can't play in the game." Yin Ze left the field sadly, mainly because he didn't want to pick up the ball anymore.

It is still the most comfortable position for watching the game.

However, the girls were playing on a whim, and then they divided into groups of two. When they got tired, they all hid under the canopy to rest, bask in the sun and sunbathe.

Risa Taneda took out the skin cream, poured it into the palm of her hand, and rubbed and spread it evenly on her arms and legs.

"We prepared the same style." Sakura Ayane leaned over to take a look.

"Actually, I seldom go to the beach, and I haven't done any research on it. I just saw it in the supermarket and thought it was okay, so I bought it," said Risa Taneda.

"Let me help you apply your back." Sakura Ayane enthusiastically offered to help.

The touch from someone other than yourself usually feels a bit itchy, and Risa Taneda was obviously not used to it, so she laughed and dodged.

"By the way, your skin is so delicate. How do you take care of it?" Sakura Ayane felt the touch of the other person's smooth back.

"No, I'm just young. Anyway, in twenty or thirty years, I'll be an old lady." Although Taneda Risa is a beauty, she doesn't speak like other girls. She is straightforward and sometimes a little silly. "Hey, your waist is so thin. I can't hug it with one hand."

"Wait a minute." This time it was Sakura Ayane's turn to have the ticklish spot on her waist tickled.

The two people hugged each other, compared each other, and chatted in private.

"But Uchida's figure is also very model-like."

"Hmm?" As soon as Uchida Maaya raised her head, she was met with two pairs of malicious eyes.

"This guy has a very thin waist and controls his weight just right. His legs are plump but not fat."

"It's really firm skin and flesh, ecological and without water injection, healthy and of good quality."

"Let me add that the lean meat is bright as fire, while the fat is vaguely transparent. It has the atmosphere of a vegetable market copywriting." Uchida Maaya was touched all over by her female compatriot, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The three young people were joking with each other.

Only the petite Hidaka Rina pouted and refused to join in the fun.

"Senior's feet are so small, they must be nice to touch."

"Why are you all here?!"

The girls were playing around.

Yin Ze calmly leaned back on the recliner. He was a mature man in society, and had long passed the age of a little boy. There was nothing much in his heart, and at most he would occasionally glance at her.

……

It was almost time for dinner, and Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, Minase Inori, and Shimazaki Nobunaga, who had been hanging out alone, all came back. We simply packed up our utensils and went to the beach hut for a barbecue.

It is very strange that Matsuoka Yoshitsugu did not sit with Minase Inori, but sat with his good brother. But as the saying goes, one is in the iron triangle but his heart is in the water. He would sneak a peek at that place when he had nothing to do at the dinner table. This puzzled Yin Ze. They just went out to play together, laughing and talking happily, why was he still sneaking a peek? As a result, he found that Minase Inori was also sneaking a peek, and he immediately accepted it all.

Maybe it was because they really went surfing, among everyone present, Shimazaki Nobunaga had the best appetite and even had one more bowl of rice than Xiaobailong.

Walking out of the cabin, the bright dusk, like a dye, enveloped the surroundings. The hue was so blue that it seemed as if my lungs would be dyed blue as soon as I breathed in. The crisp blue was like a fire cloud, and the air entered my chest smoothly, and my breath carried the aftertaste of the sky.

Stars began to twinkle slightly in the sky.

The wind has also become cooler.

Everyone returned to their accommodation to take a shower and rest.

The moon came out, and two people were walking along the road in front of the coastline. The gentle sea breeze blew quietly, and dark clouds floated in the sky. Except for the sound of the waves, there was no sound here, but the two young people were still together, talking and chatting under the street lights and the moonlight.

"Will Minase-san feel cold? I brought an extra piece of clothing." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu asked.

"No." Minase Inori said, "... And in casual occasions like this, please don't use honorifics. Honorifics are cold and have no warmth, but they will shut out a relationship that could have been improved."

"I'll keep it in mind." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu fell into deep thought, "But what should I change the name to?"

"I have a nickname 'Inosuke', how about calling me that?" Minase Qi's eyes rolled.

"Oh, this is good." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu perked up. It was neither too intimate to affect her, nor too distant to make her feel distant. It was a well-thought-out name.

"I can just call you 'Matsuoka-kun'," Minase Inori asked.

"Please use it freely." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu agreed.

"Then it's a deal. From now on, whether we're on the set, recording a radio program, or doing a live broadcast, you have to use the same title." Minase Inori confirmed.

"Okay." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu would of course keep his promise... Maybe it was an illusion, he felt that Inosuke seemed to have some strong desires.

The two of them wandered aimlessly, swaying under the street lights, leaving long shadows.

Love is like the sunlight shining on the beach, the hermit crab finding its shell and then being covered by the sea water, or the cool rain hitting the banana leaves in the hottest weather, the dripping sound lulling people to sleep.

Yes, the wind blows through the mottled summer, and I am quietly liking you.

……

Yin Ze and Shimazaki Nobunaga stood outside the balcony of their accommodation room, looking far away. There was one person missing in a room for three people, so how could this not be noticed?

We don’t know whether pigs can be as happy as humans, but we often see that people are as easily satisfied as pigs - such as Yoshitsugu Matsuoka at this moment.

"The moon is so beautiful." Yin Ze sighed, leaning his left hand on the balcony railing. The moonlight was like water and wine, clear and hazy.

"Maybe I'm not here at the right time." Shimazaki Nobunaga squeaked.

"I was just praising the moonlight, don't think too much about it." Yin Ze said.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Minase Inori likes Matsuoka." Shimazaki Nobunaga said as he picked up a can of beer.

"Indeed." Yin Ze nodded.

"How do people with eyes see me?" asked Shimazaki Nobunaga. He was just teasing symbolically but never expected to get a real answer.

"I'm still worried about something." Yin Ze didn't try to make jokes, and simply said, "So I declined your offer."

Shimazaki Nobunaga was silent for a moment. He had long felt that his friend's attitude toward life was different from that of ordinary people, and he had not thought much about the future.

"But I've gradually fallen in love with life here." Yin Ze sat in a chair on the balcony, "I'm beginning to look forward to the next few decades, as long as time can quietly turn to that page. Seeing you all so happy, I'm jealous too."