tokyo voice

The smooth and glossy black hair has grown past the ears, the cheeks still have childish baby fat, the face is ruddy and healthy, and the eyes hidden behind the slight bangs are like small animals cautiously peeking into the ever-changing world.

Although she was wearing light makeup suitable for the student stage, the lips covered with lip glaze were as crystal clear and red as jelly, which made her more precocious and gorgeous.

She and Yin Ze's gazes met suddenly, and Xiao Lu quickly moved away as if in shock.But soon put on a decent smile and answered.

"I thought it would be an interesting and happy thing, so I worked hard."

"Whose books do you usually like to read?"

"...Xiangtian Bangzi's."

"I didn't expect such an answer from Showa. Does Xiao Sakura like things with a sense of age?"

"Father likes it, I'm infected."

"How is it? Does anyone in the school know that you are about to debut as a voice actor, especially the male students who like to watch animation?"

"That... there is no friend around who is close enough to tell this matter."

"Is that so? By the way, is the schoolwork burden heavy now? It's still quite difficult to balance your studies if you really make your debut."

"My parents will help me."

Slowly entered the women's conversation.But basically it was Jiacheng Haruka who was asking, and Sakura Mio was passively answering.

It's really troublesome to control the atmosphere and not want someone to be left out.

"Let's have a toast, everyone!" Yin Ze suggested.

Everyone stood up, the glasses were clinking, and after a congratulatory meal, they sat down and asked and answered, and the slightly embarrassed woman's conversation ended appropriately.

"I'll go over there to say hello too." Yin Ze filled the juice and walked to the next table.

The other table is full of social people, and someone will definitely raise their hands if they throw away a burden. The communication is very relaxed and enthusiastic, and with the two managers present, Yin Ze can't come back for a while, and stays there to brag.

"Matsuda, let's go say hello too." Seeing this, Iwahira Suruga said.

"Here, what should I say?" Matsuda was hesitant when he heard the words, and he was quite bitter about it.

"There's no need to start a draft, let's go." Iwahira Suruga forcefully pulled Matsuda Makoto closer.

Sakura Mioone looked at the hot side, and the pungent smell of alcohol wafted from afar.The little girl frowned unconsciously, looked at the time again, and waited patiently.

After about half an hour, Yin Ze and the others returned to their original positions.

Yin Zezhen, who had been using fruit juice as a wine companion, was really full, not to mention Matsuda Makoto and Iwahira Suruga, who really drank, both of them blushed and their eyes were blurred.

The manager in his thirties had already taken off his tie and tied it on his forehead, and was doing a Noh play, and a bunch of people were beating the beat.

By setting an example, the energetic young people who have just entered the institute will naturally not fall behind. Some people want to play sumo solo with their clothes off.

Kashiwa Ippei was also a little dizzy, his chest was dripping with wine stains, but he remained awake all the time. He glanced at his exquisite watch, and finally took the initiative to say that the orientation meeting was almost over.He dragged his dancing colleagues to the front desk to check out the bill.

The rest of the people walked out of the store, breathing the fresh air outside, Big Brother types handing out cigarettes.Some people thought it wasn't fun enough, so they talked about having a second session, going to karaoke and so on.

Soon most of the people decided to go to the nearest entertainment place to start the second battle.

"Then see you some other day." Jiacheng, who was going to take the subway, waved his hand, "So, are you two okay?"

"Small problem, right?" Iwahira Suruga laughed with his arms around Matsuda Makoto's shoulders, and the two of them shook each other, "Be careful on the way back!"

Soon there were only a few people left at the door.

"Is Little Sakura planning to walk back?"

Sakura Mio calmly stayed away from the two who smelled of alcohol.

"I'm in the car."

"Can we go together in a taxi? Let us pay the fare. After all, we are adults."

"No, thanks."

"That's right... It would be bad if Matsuda didn't hold back and vomited in the car, let's go Matsuda, I'll take you back first."

Matsuda shook his head sincerely, squatting on the street a little weakly.

"Do you have a stomachache? Okay, let's take a break first. I'll go to the convenience store to buy some water. Little Sakura, take care of him for a few minutes."

Sakura Mione looked at Suruga Iwahira, who could no longer walk in a straight line, and Makoto Matsuda, who was squatting with his head in his hands.

So why drink so much, she muttered quietly.

Matsuda Makoto seemed to be a bit nauseous, retched several times, knocked his head with both hands, and muttered to himself.

Seeing his appearance, Sakura Mio moved her head tentatively.

"...Well, are you okay?"

Hearing someone call, Matsuda sincerely answered "Yes" reflexively, then turned his head and stared at the female high school student with slightly bloodshot eyes.

Sakura Mio immediately took a step back, and wanted to say something, but felt that this person had been staring at her, subconsciously moving away more and more.

"Sakura-san." Matsuda whispered softly, his vision became nothingness. .

"Uh?"

"You said—" Matsuda paused, then raised his head to look at the night sky, "What is life?"

"?!"

The sudden and inexplicable question came out of the mouth of the drunk man who met not long ago, and the girl who had just entered high school was speechless and even a little scared.

When it was extremely chaotic.

Kashiwa Ippei, who was carrying his sleeping colleague on his back, and Yin Ze, who was carrying a plastic bag, came out.

"Is Matsuda-kun drunk?" Kashiwa Ippei was stunned when he saw the people sitting by the street.

"I think so." Sakura Mio nodded silently.

"Well, I happen to be sending Mr. Okawa home, so Matsuda will take a taxi with me."

"Iwahira-san went to buy water just now," the girl added.

"Then let me go with him, by the way, how did you go back?"

"Father will pick me up in the car,"

"Well, Takizawa-kun, if you're not in a hurry, can you stay with her here? After all, it's already 09:30. There will inevitably be drunk people in this food street. It's always better if you stay for a while."

"Of course." Yin Ze nodded with a smile, "Brother manager, don't worry, send them away first."

It didn't take long to be alone again.

The girl looked around on the street eagerly, but Yin Ze also stayed at every step with peace of mind.

All kinds of people passed by with the smell of alcohol and laughter, and it was very lively, which made the two who had no words between each other feel a little embarrassed.

"What are you carrying?" Perhaps because of her excellent tutor, Sakura Mio asked first.

"I think some of the leftover dishes on our table are well-made and not cheap. It's a pity to waste them. They can be packed for two meals." Yin Ze said truthfully.

"Oh..." Sakura Mio nodded.

The atmosphere turned cold again.

"I don't think you have much food, won't you be hungry when you go back at night?" It was Yin Ze's turn to ask curiously.

"Losing weight." A concise answer.

"Then you can't treat yourself badly, and besides, you look quite cute now." Yin Ze smiled refreshingly at this, and he said good words repeatedly.

"Ahaha, is that so?" The girl just laughed dryly without losing politeness, and took another step away.

The little girl is really shy, Yin Ze silently looked at the high school girl who had kept a distance of eight steps away.

Fortunately, soon, the bright car lights cut through the silent air, and the shiny black car came and parked in front of them.Yin Ze tilted his head and stared at the car for a few seconds, and then looked at the girl who had quickly opened the door and entered.

This... rich second generation?

The man sitting in the driver's seat of the car lowered the window and smiled kindly at him. Yin Ze bowed back as he was holding the bag and couldn't wave his hand.

After the red tail lights disappeared into the flashing neon lights, he sighed, ready to try his luck to see if he could catch the last subway.

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"How are you getting along with your colleagues?"

The mature and stable middle-aged man was waiting for the red light with the steering wheel. He glanced at his daughter who was sitting in the passenger seat, and couldn't help laughing.

"A bunch of noisy men." Sakura Mio's face, which was still a little baby fat, said sullenly, "People who smell of alcohol are so uncomfortable, and the drunk ugly ones are uglier than the other. It's not good, I really don't understand."

"This is also the side of society." My father laughed as I expected when he heard the words, "But in this way, you can also understand the hard work of my father."

"If you dare to come back drunk, I will definitely let my mother not open the door for you. Even if you come in, you can only sleep on the sofa!" My daughter said viciously.

"...Can't you be more gentle with hard-working middle-aged men?" The father sighed, "I have to say, it is very difficult for ordinary adult men to not drink at this kind of social occasion."

"Is it impossible to talk without drinking?" Sakura Mio sounded softly.

"You have to follow the rules when playing in this arena, especially when you need something from others."

The red light turned green, the car started steadily and continued to drive, my father said in a spirited way.

"So I'm working hard, as long as I take the top spot, I'll be the one to be toasted. Then I won't go home drunk, and Mio sound won't drive me away."

"Then I will also find a boyfriend who will be the president in the future." The girl's eyes rolled brightly.

"But the average age of that group of people is at least 40 years old." The father suddenly showed a embarrassed expression.

"There must be young and promising people." The girl raised her head.

"It's so old, and you are still young and promising. I think it's not bad to inherit when you are young." The father dismissed this, and then remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I saw a young man waiting with you just now. It seems that I am also a student like you."

"... Ah, he must be a senior in high school." Sakura Mio recalled.

"Oh, are you a classmate from the former nurturing institute?"

"That's not true, he's a queue jumper who came in directly after passing a special assessment."

"It turned out to be an excellent talent. Did you chat during the meal?" Dad was a little unexpected.

"No."

"Then thank you next time you see him." Father earnestly taught.

"understood."

Sakura Mio echoed with a drawn-out tone.

She leaned all her weight on the seat, watching the passing night scene outside the car window dragged into colorful and flickering long marks, and the sense of burnout flowed from the inside out.

It is a false expectation to expect that there will be peers who will get along well.

A group of men were sweating profusely from drinking, and their conversations were sharp, and dirty jokes that they thought were humorous appeared from time to time.This is not the social interaction she wants.

There was an air of reluctance on the occasion.

If you don't know how to drink, you have to put on a smile and toast to cater, and if you don't know how to talk, you have to answer the conversation.

But it is an upgraded version in the school class.

The result is the same everywhere.

The high school boy who was late today was actually quite awkward when he entered the door, and he had to pretend to be an acquaintance.

"Mioyin, are you a little tired?" The father was keenly aware of his daughter's mood.

"a bit sleepy."

"Then I'll drive faster and go home early to rest. I have to go to school tomorrow. By the way, are you still used to the new school?"

"Well, teachers and classmates are all very good." Sakura Mio said softly.

……

Matsuda sincerely climbed up the stairs unsteadily, and touched the door of his cheap rented house. The key was inserted several times before it was in place.

Facing the empty and pitch-black narrow space, I habitually said "I'm back" to myself, and then went to the bathroom by memory, turned on the light and turned the faucet to wash my face.

The cold tap water refreshed him.

The boy in the mirror had a flushed face, heavy dark circles, and bloodshot pupils.With his unremarkable appearance, he is really the type who will be squeezed into the corner in group photos. He has never been good-looking and praised since he was a child.