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

Chapter 94 89. They are all people who are cared for by loneliness.

"Terashima, thank you for your hard work."

"Yes, the store manager has worked hard."

"This is this month's salary."

"Yes, thank you very much."

In the lounge, the girl accepted the envelope from the store manager, with the corners of her mouth raised which is rare.

The store manager exchanged a few words with the girl, and then left the lounge.

After solemnly putting away the envelope containing the salary, and locking the door of the lounge, the girl took off her overalls, revealing her white and soft body.

He changed into his private server, stuffed his work clothes into his sports bag, put on his back the guitar bag in the corner of the lounge, and left the studio.

"Manager, I'll go first."

"Oh, there will be a live after this."

"Yes."

"come on."

"Yes, thank you, goodbye."

Bowing slightly to the manager of the convenience store, Aimi Terashima trotted towards the station with her guitar on her back.

After running for a few steps, she suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help slowing down her pace, and walked quickly to the station.

To deliver newspapers in the morning, noon and afternoon, and nights when there is no live, Terajima Aimi will work part-time at convenience stores and cafes near her home.

She needs money badly.

In addition to paying rent, there are daily food, daily necessities and other expenses, as well as strings and various guitar maintenance oils.

If there is a problem with the guitar, the loss will be much greater than the daily expenses, so Aimi Terashima pays great attention to the maintenance of the guitar.

Compared with her own skin care, she cares more about the condition of her guitar.

Obviously it is the age when I like to dress up, but the most popular ones in my family are hooded sweaters.

After getting on the tram, the vehicle started and shook slightly, then stabilized his body, hugged the guitar bag in his arms, and stared at the gradually receding scenery outside the window.

I got off at Akihabara Station and walked all the way to the location of the live house.

While walking on the live house street, Terajima Aimi saw that annoying woman again, so she had to pretend not to see her.

"Ah! Little wild cat, is there a live tonight?"

What a woman who can't read the air, can't she see that she doesn't want to talk to her?
No, with that woman's temperament, she must have already seen it, but she still wants to talk to herself.

What a nasty woman.

"What's wrong?" Aimi Terashima stopped.

"Is it okay to care about your colleagues? I heard that you are going to Across today?"

The lighter made a crisp sound, she lit a cigarette, and looked at Aimi Terashima not far away.

"Well, is there a problem?"

"Which rookie band is joining again this time?

No, the rookie band should not be qualified to enter Across. Could it be that they really are the lead guitar for some famous band? "

"You talk too much."

"Don't be so indifferent, I'm just a little curious, which famous band can invite you."

After being silent for a while, Terashima Aimi said calmly without concealing: "It's just me."

"Huh? What is that?"

"literal meaning."

Aimi Terajima ignored her and walked towards Across's position, leaving the woman staring blankly at Aimi Terajima's leaving back.

When we came to Across, Ms. Asano and the girl named Xiaoxiang were at the front desk, and Terajima Aimi walked in.

"good evening."

"Ah. Good evening, Nomi-chan, you're here."

"Thank you very much for your willingness to provide me with a singing venue this time."

As soon as they met, Aimi Terashima bowed solemnly to express her gratitude.

So far, no live house has allowed her to perform on stage.

Even though she could somewhat understand in her heart that Ms. Asano wanted to keep her and persuaded her to join Blessing Star.

But the result will not change. If you are favored, you must be grateful. This is the most basic principle.

And Terashima Aimi believes that the only thing she can do is to give back with music and attract more people to Across.

As for joining Blessing Star, she really didn't have that idea.

"It's okay, anyway, the admission time is just a little bit earlier, before the other bands arrive, I'll leave the heat to you."

"Yes."

Aimi Terashima knew in her heart that she couldn't have the same treatment as the band when she was alone, and she couldn't justify it both emotionally and rationally, and she didn't have that kind of extravagant hope.

it's fine.

It's easier to be alone than to stand on stage with someone you don't like.

"Then, I'll go backstage and get ready."

"Ah."

Came to the backstage, adjusted the guitar silently, turned on the phone and checked, the time was 57:[-] p.m., and no message was received in LINE.

Stuffing the phone into the side pocket of the guitar bag with no expression on her face, she slung the guitar over her shoulder, and Aimi Terashima was ready to go on stage.

The stage of Across is huge.

Maybe it just looks big, because neither the drum kit is placed on it, nor the synthesizer used by the keyboard player can be seen.

The microphone standing in the center of the stage was shrouded in a circular spotlight, leaving a lonely shadow on the stage floor.

Today is the first time she officially sang in a live house in her personal capacity.

Even if it's just a small role in the hot spot, even if no one comes to see her, Aimi Terashima still wants to work hard to perform her own music.

Not just as a prop to make a living, I hope from the bottom of my heart that someone can listen to her music.

Just like her former partners, just like that strange uncle.

Even a withdrawn and unpleasant guy like her wasn't alone from the beginning.

No one likes to be alone, and no one wants to be a stray wild cat.

She walked towards the stage, secretly adjusting her breathing and expression.

Once on the stage, you have to face the audience with a smile.

She smiled beautifully, unexpectedly sweet, even though there was darkness hidden under those eyes, her smile was still unparalleled.

Unfortunately, no one below the stage could see this smile.

……

……

When Kazuto Mogami came to Across, it was almost six o'clock in the evening, and Ms. Asano was chatting with a band member he didn't know at the front desk.

"Ah... good evening, Mogami-san."

"Good evening, Miss Asano."

"Could it be to see Onomi?"

Kazuto Mogami nodded.

Ms. Asano didn't know what she was thinking, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "For Onomi, I just went backstage to get ready. Mogami-san is going to go backstage to see her?"

"No need, I'll just be a spectator."

"That's it."

I always feel that Ms. Asano looks at him rather ambiguously, perhaps imagining a special relationship between him and Aimi Terashima.

"Then Mogami-san can just enter directly from the main entrance."

Kazuto Mogami took out his wallet and was about to buy tickets. Ms. Asano waved her hand and refused directly, saying that as long as it was Aimi Terajima's live, he could do it without spending money.

Because of these words, Mogami Kazuto felt more and more embarrassed, so he nodded his thanks.

A lot of people had gathered in the rest area of ​​the hall, most of them were sitting in the rest area chatting, Mogami and Ren listened to their conversation for a while, almost all of them were talking about the band, which he didn't quite understand.

At this time, several young people with musical instruments walked in at the gate of the live house, some men and some women, as soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted some shouts from the audience.

Kazuto Mogami didn't know them and had no interest, so he opened the door alone and walked into the concert hall.

Coming to this unfamiliar and familiar space again, the surroundings are still extremely dark, only the lights on the stage are a little dazzling.

On the stage, the girl stood alone under the light, with her head down, unable to see her expression clearly.

Hearing the movement under the stage, she looked down silently.

The lights were so dazzling that she couldn't see what the people under the stage looked like, but she could only vaguely see that it was a man.

However, even if there is only one audience, she also wants to express what she wants to tell through music.

Maybe the smile she is showing now is a bit fake and very contrived, but in front of the only audience, Aimi Terajima still spares no effort to dedicate her smile.

With music.

"Across! Please listen to the song I'm going to sing, "god knows""

(End of this chapter)