After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 89 84. Everyone wants to say goodbye to boring life.

"I am very grateful to Kazuto-san for the hospitality today. I ate delicious omelet rice. This way, I can cheer up for the recording work at night."

"That's good."

Standing at the entrance of Mogami's house, Shimizu Yousha looked up at Kazuto Mogami, because of the slightly unpleasant conversation earlier, which made her feel a little uneasy.

"That...can you still visit me in the future?"

"Uh... I don't think it fits well..."

"We are good friends, right? Isn't it right for good friends to visit each other?" Shimizu Yousa deliberately showed a pure and flawless business smile, blocking back what Kazuto Mogami wanted to say.

Mogami Kazuto had no choice but to shake his head: "I see, if you are hungry, come here, and I will cook for you."

"Really... why do you make it sound like I'm here to hunt for prey!"

"Isn't it?"

"Well... also, it doesn't need to go to this point."

"Then next time you come, can I stop cooking?"

"Huh?! That would bother me!"

Maybe it was because the reaction of clear water and sand was too intense, Mogami Kazuto couldn't help being amused, and felt a little more relaxed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Ah...Herensang, you finally smiled." Qingshui Yousha clasped his hands together, showing a joyful smile.

"what?"

"Heren-sang, you look very listless today, giving people a feeling of depression."

"Is that so?" Kazuto Mogami closed the upturned corners of his mouth.

"Sure enough, it's because of..."

Seeing Kazuto Mogami's expression becoming indifferent again, Shimizu tactfully did not continue, worried that he would get angry again.

"Come on with your work." Mogami Kazuto said calmly.

"Well...then I'm leaving."

Mogami Kazuto nodded, and after Shimizu Yousha left, he stood there for a while, then turned and went back to the living room.

Leaving Mogami's house, Shimizu Yousha walked quietly on the street, heading towards the station.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang at this moment, Qingshui Yousha glanced at the name, and answered the phone silently.

"Hi... Saori."

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"Well, I told you in a message just now, I went to Herensang's house, and now I have left."

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"It's not just to rub the rice! Although it's true, whether it's Kazuto-sang or Saori, what do you think of me?"

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"Uh... can't argue with that.

However, today I went to inquire about Kazuto-sang in addition to eating dinner, and Kazuto-sang looks very bad. "

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"It's not superfluous. I think He Rensang actually doesn't want to be separated from Saori in his heart."

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"He Rensangta, looks very sad."

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"Hey, Saori, let's talk again. The two of you sit down and convey your feelings to each other. In that case, you must..."

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"Why do you say such lonely words? These aren't your sincere words, Saori."

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"If that's the case, Saori, you may regret it for the rest of your life, and you will never see Kazuto-san again forever."

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"Is it really all right? It's Kazuto-san!
Good-looking, good at cooking, talented in writing, Yasashi, Kazuhito-san who is good at cooking!
Once he becomes single again, there must be a lot of girls running to his house!

At that time, Saori, you really have no chance! "

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"Huh? Did I say twice that you are good at cooking?

Well... don't pick my thorns!Saori hates it! "

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"Huh? Me?

Impossible impossible impossible!
Really!Don't say such inexplicable things, Saori!Even I would be angry! "

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"Ah! The tram is coming, let's talk about it later, come and stay at my house today."

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"OK Bye Bye."

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After Shimizu Yousha left, Mogami Kazuto went to the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes, which were originally intended to be used as ingredients for tonight's dinner, but Shimizu Yousha ate them clean.

I can't help but sigh in my heart that she can really eat, no wonder she has such great strength.

Back in the bedroom, Kazuto Mogami sat down at the desk and turned on the computer.

After checking Twitter and several game forums, the public opinion trend of the "Phantom Thieves" incident has been completely guided into September's hype.

After all, no one would care about gossip about a niche game screenwriter like Kazuto Mogami.

Everyone will care about celebrities, voice actors, and those well-known cartoonists, writers, and teachers.

If it was a big event with a detailed history, there might be people watching Le Dao, but after that, there was no trace of reaction.

There are no pictures, no content, not even a title. There is only an inexplicable speech in the second grade. Compared with breaking the news, it is more like a brainless troll who collects money to gossip.

This kind of thing was quickly submerged in the torrent of the Internet, Kazuto Mogami clicked on Amazon, and the number of orders for September's new game suddenly surged, ranking at the forefront of the game's best-selling list.

Because of the skyrocketing sales of the game, most people in the relevant Twitter comments think that this is September's self-marketing.

This is like a novelist issuing a statement that the computer has been hacked and the outline has been changed. People will only think that the author is marketing hype. Even if it is true, few people will believe it.

No longer caring about such boring things, Kazuto Mogami continued with today's work.

The creation of the first volume of the novel is completed and has been submitted, and the second volume is starting.

Kazuto Mogami actually doesn't know much about the light novel industry, and no one has ever promised him that the stories he writes will definitely be published and will be sold well.

This can be said to be a big gamble. I quit my job, lost my source of income, and had to pay various insurance and fixed asset taxes every month.

The current situation of Mogami Kazuto is not optimistic.

He has never been an impulsive person.

But this time he didn't hesitate to divorce and resign, and he also wanted to cut off the shackles of the original owner, which symbolized his awakening.

If you do that, you must pay the corresponding price.

He has no regrets.

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Over Tokyo, it began to drizzle again, and the sky was gray. When I looked up, I couldn't see the sun or the stars.

The tram staggered into the station, ending the day's work, Natsuki Yuta dragged his tired pace, walked out of the station, and walked towards the rented apartment.

Stepping on the metal stairs on the outside of the building, there was a creaking rusty rust friction sound, which was very unpleasant to hear, and Natsuki Yuta had long been used to it.

The young lovers next door are already engaged in activities to explore the true meaning of life before dark.

If possible, Natsuki Yuta hoped that they could close the window, not only the sound, but also the hormones floated out.

With a sound of "tsk", Xia Muyuta quickened his pace and came to the front of his house. The keyhole was a little rusty. After turning it several times, the index finger knuckle was stuck with the key so painful that the door was opened.

Putting the half-price bento bought from the convenience store on the table, stepping over the clothes and comic books scattered on the floor, Natsuki Yuta lay down on the futon on the tatami.

He picked up the remote control of the air conditioner next to the pillow without opening his eyes, and deftly pressed the switch towards a certain corner of the ceiling.

The old-fashioned air conditioner made a "gada gada" sound, and the wind was not cool.

Although I really want to sleep like this until dawn, but even if the adult returns home, he has to start working.

Eating like a machine and working like a machine every day, what is so interesting about this kind of life?
How far can a person work so hard that he can leave everything behind and embark on his own journey?

Or is it that ordinary people like myself will never have a chance?

No matter how much he worries about the sky, no matter how much he complains about life, after dawn, he still has to put on a fake smile.

With a self-deprecating smile, he stood up again, and put the bento into the microwave oven. The handle of the microwave oven was a little sticky, so he wiped his hands with a rag, and he returned to the house again.

Turn on the laptop on the bedside coffee table and start checking the manuscripts received today.

"Let me see what kind of rubbish is in my trash can."

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As expected, today's manuscripts are still mostly rubbish, and once again, Natsuki Yuta swallowed the last bite of fried chicken in the bento.

Slide the scroll wheel of the mouse, click on the next page of the mailbox, and there is another long list of novel submissions with excessively long titles.

And in all the light novels with titles such as brave, devil, beautiful girl, etc., he saw the title that was also too long but could make his eyes stop.

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"Abandon this garbage life, I will lead her on a journey until I witness her death"

　Although it is a two-genre beast, it has been a long time since I asked for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, rewards, book lists, comments, and so on.

　　The most important thing is of course to ask for a follow-up.

　　Thank you all!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)