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

After the hot summer, autumn is getting stronger, Saori and I left Tokyo.

The world calls this a honeymoon trip, and I don’t know if this applies to us who are not legally married.

It's just that this kind of thing is not actually a particularly important thing to us. In other words, we deliberately underestimated the actual impact of this part and blatantly failed to think deeply about it.

We don't know where the end of this road is, and we can't confirm whether such days will last for decades, or even two or three years.

Both me and Saori are aware of this.

Even so, we stuck together without hesitation, forming an incredible multi-person family and becoming an irreplaceable part of each other's lives.

They gave me their lives, and even though I was still confused, I had to move on.

At this time, Saori and I were in an extremely remote countryside. There was only one train that made a short stop a day. Water drops were dripping from the eaves after the early autumn rain, and the sun-baked asphalt paths revealed a magical atmosphere. country atmosphere.

In the non-staple food store at the entrance of the village, the gray-haired old woman always guards the only gashapon machine at the door, and she doesn't know how many times she has to say "be careful on the road" to the nearby children every day.

This is the hometown of Saori’s grandparents. The old couple moved to Kyoto with her parents. The old house in the country was empty, and it took two days just to clean it. Even Mai Wan hated the smell of rotten wood, but Saori Never tired of it, the smile almost never disappeared.

Looking at Saori like this, I can't help feeling that this place is not so bad.

I originally wanted to go with the flow and take her to a more luxurious place, but the guilt in my heart prompted me to have the mentality of always wanting to use money to compensate. I understand that this is incorrect.

At least for Saori, this was not what she expected.

Sitting under the porch of the old house, the morning raindrops dripped from the eaves above her head, falling on her straight legs like broken threads.

I tapped the water droplets on her calves with my fingers and wrote a few meaningless hiragana on her smooth legs, which made her giggle. The wheat balls that were originally lying next to her popped open. He walked slowly, circled a few times and then returned to his original position. He raised his tail and swayed back and forth, licked his front paws, and narrowed his eyes, looking arrogant at the world.

Saori fiddled with its cat ears for a while, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, and her tone was gentle: "Kazuto, what are you thinking?"

"For some reason, I suddenly remembered when we went to Hatsushima."

I didn't tell a lie, looking at Saori next to me, I remembered the sea breeze that night, the messy steps on the beach, the dark blue bucket, and the flashing fireworks.

I probably hurt her severely at that time, and it was this kind of memory that made me want to cherish the time with her more and more.

When I return to Tokyo, I won't be able to just look at her like this.

While enjoying such unfair benefits for them, I feel sorry for myself without thinking about other options at all.

"Hey, Heren."

"Ok?"

"When you go back, you have to go on a trip with them."

"Ah."

It is a matter of course, I have to give them equal things.

She laughed and lowered her head, and gently scratched Mai Wan's fleshy chin with her slender fingers, Mai Wan narrowed her eyes, as if enjoying it.

"Although it feels good to have you all to myself, I would feel very uneasy without them by my side."

"disturbed?"

"I am afraid that I will have to do something to hurt you again, and people are very fragile. If no one is with me, I will be devastated, so I am very grateful to them. If I, uh..."

I didn't like what she was about to say next so I kissed her and told her to swallow it all.

Clumsy men use clumsy methods as always.Maiwan stopped when he felt the hand scratching his chin, glanced at us, and ran away.

I lived a very simple life in the countryside. I don’t know if it was an illusion. After being away from the noisy city, I no longer had as many nerves as before.

No longer mired in complex interpersonal relationships, I no longer had to deal with the endless workload, so that at a certain moment, I mistakenly thought that I and Saori were an ordinary young couple.

And when I woke up, my mood didn't feel so ups and downs. I seemed to have completely accepted my state in this world.

I clearly love multiple girls, and I have clearly expressed my love to them. Some accepted it, some hesitated, some were moved by my clumsy drama, and some made the right choice and left me. of.

After all, I couldn't be the sincere person my father said, but I didn't lie anymore, and continued to be a half-baked liar.

There is a sad joy in admitting this.

I almost forgot how long it has been since I felt so relaxed. Maybe I should just move to the countryside. It would probably be much more interesting than living in Tokyo.

Just after thinking about it, I feel a little bit sad, I still miss that piece of land in my bones, where there are parents I have to take care of, and the girls I love.

"You're thinking about things over there again."

Saori seems to always be able to see through my thoughts. I imagined that this was an extremely unfair thing. Obviously I love her deeply, but I can't always guess her thoughts.

But when I thought about the reasons for this carefully, I figured it out.

It must be that I don't love her as deeply as she loves me. Her eyes are only focused on me, but I can't do the same thing. I can't let it go. I also want to know her better.

I've been through a lot with her, I've loved her, I've hated her, I've loved her again.

Fate kept playing tricks on the two of us, but in the end it was merciful. At least I can hold her hand tightly at this moment, hug her, and kiss her.

She is still by my side and has not left me like Ayane.

I owe them a lot, even if I spend my whole life to redeem my sins, they may not be rare by them. Everything I do now is at best for the self-satisfaction of reducing guilt, I understand.

Every morning, we can see elementary school students going to school in groups of twos and threes. The elementary school students in the countryside are no different from the elementary school students in Tokyo.

Carrying the same red schoolbag, the same innocence, whenever he saw such a scene, Saori would be fascinated, his eyes full of incredible tenderness.

She asked me if I wanted to have a cute baby.

I hesitated and said yes.

She smiled and said I lied to her.

I shook my head, held her hand, and told her seriously that I wasn't lying.

She looked at me without saying a word, looked at me for a long time, and said no.

I understand, she is right.

And what I have done so far can be called the "right" thing.

Very few.

When there are no trains, I lie with her and the cat on the rails, as quietly as sitting at the bottom of a lake, we are young, newly married, and the sun is free.

(End of the book)