January 28th.

The evening breeze was gentle and the street lights were twinkling. It was an ordinary night.

Mogami Kazuto had already forgotten that this was the first night he had spent in Tokyo.

260 nights? Or 270?

I also went to Hatsumashima in the summer, so I should cut off a few more days.

Putting aside these meaningless numbers, Mogami Kazuto sat quietly in front of the computer, silently typing the outline of the fifth volume of "The Traveling Death".

Unknowingly, Mogami and Kazuto have become completely accustomed to this way of life.

Is this the only reason I get a job as a singer because my creative speed is so different from Uchimaki?

Mogami and Kazuto seemed to spend most of their time thinking.

Think about your future life, take one or two steps appropriately, and feel proud that you are growing.

If we say that people like Terashima Aimi and Sakura Ayane are "working hard".

Then Mogami and Kazuto were just "working".

Effort and labor are very different.

Mogami and Kazuto understand themselves.

He is a person who is unwilling to change the status quo until the real critical moment.

And the root of all this depends on his satisfaction with his current situation.

Mogami Kazuto doesn't understand himself.

He doesn't know what kind of dilemma he will face before he is reborn.

Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Maybe next year.

Or maybe, that day will never come.

The cell phone rang, and Mogami Kazuto picked it up and answered it.

"Moxi Moxi, is there sand?"

"…………"

"Is there sand?"

"…………"

Ah...is this this kind of plot again?

Every time Qingshui Yousha takes the initiative to call but remains silent, it means that she must be angry for something else.

"What's the reason this time?" Mogami Kazuto's tone was quite helpless, but still gentle.

"Why do you sound like I'm being unreasonable?"

"I didn't say anything."

"Kazuto-san, have you watched the catapult aired today?"

"The sling?"

It probably refers to the radio show between Sakura Ayane and Konishi Saori.

Although to this day, Mogami Kazuto is still very confused as to why the radio program needs real people to appear.

"I didn't look at it. I'm not very interested."

"I think so, but Kazuto-san's name is mentioned many times."

"Huh?"

"She has completely become an air guest."

Hmm... I don't know if it was Mogami Kazuto's misunderstanding, but I always thought she was having trouble.

But having said that, Mogami Kazuto was also very surprised that those two people would mention his name on the radio, and he didn't know what those two people were doing.

"Obviously I am Totsuka-san's senior, so I also want to do broadcasting together."

It seemed that it was not his imagination, Qingshui Yousha was indeed having trouble.

"I didn't go to the catapult."

"Of course I know that, but I still feel a little unable to let it go. To be honest, I'm a little unwilling."

It's not that Mogami Kazuto can't understand Shimizu Arisa's feelings, it's just that from his own standpoint, he can't say any words of comfort.

He knew very well that if he said something unusually gentle because of this, or even used cooking to appease her frustrated heart, it would only drag their relationship further into the swamp.

Before he could truly figure out his own thoughts, Mogami Kazuto felt that it would be better for him to keep a certain distance from the clear water and sand.

Just like Terashima Aimi.

After all, he is still the coward who does not have the courage to take the initiative to face love.

"It's just work."

"Of course I know it's work, otherwise Kazuto-san wouldn't be on Neru-san's broadcast and get along well with her."

"Well... that's right."

"But I have never heard you mention having dinner with Neru-san in private."

"Where did you hear this information?"

"The sling."

What nonsense did that idiot woman say on the radio?

Mogami Kazuto couldn't help but hold his forehead with a headache.

"So what Neru-san said is true?"

"Uh, well..."

There was silence on the phone for a long time, just when Mogami and Kazuto thought that Shimizu Arisa would say something incomprehensible.

"You guys didn't have any quarrel, right?"

"Huh?"

"I've always been worried that Heren-san and Neru-san don't have a good relationship, and I'm afraid that you might have a dispute. Although Neru-san is a nice person, he can't get along with men.

If you have brought an unpleasant experience to Kazuto-san, I would like to apologize to you on her behalf."

"It's not that bad. That guy has been surprisingly docile recently. Although his words are hard to hear, I'm used to it."

"Habit?"

"What's wrong?"

"No...nothing, just a little surprised.

In the past, when Kazuto-san faced Neru-san, he was very rude and thought you would quarrel again."

"Really?"

"Yes! And it was so noisy!"

Speaking of which, there was indeed such a period.

"Sorry for making you worry, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"In the future? Does Kazuto-san have a lot of interactions with Neru-san now?"

"Let's get to work. She is still the voice of Chesser for the time being."

There was sudden silence on the other side of the phone.

After a long time, the sound of clear water and sand came again.

"I didn't attend the audition for the radio drama. Although I was invited, I had other work at that time, so my agent turned it down for me without notifying me."

Even if he couldn't see her face, Mogami Kazuto could imagine her regretful expression just by listening to her voice.

"There's nothing I can do about it. After all, it's just a radio drama. My agent must also think that it doesn't matter even if it's just a radio drama, it doesn't matter. We still have to focus on the work at hand."

"But I really want to voice Chesser."

When it is animated, I will definitely win this role."

Mogami Kazuto smiled and did not say that it was too early to be animated as before.

"Well, I believe you."

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After hanging up the phone, Mogami Kazuto glanced at the time, and it happened to stop at twelve o'clock.
To be continued...