In Tokyo in December, the wind is biting, but compared to Kyoto, it is much better.

I am about to enter my seventh year of living in Tokyo. I am steadily engaged in voice acting activities, I have a cute cat, and I am not dissatisfied with my current situation.

My life can’t be called peaceful, but it can’t be called magnificent either.

The voice that bothered me only appeared three times.

The first time was at night in Kyoto. I remember it very clearly. It was Valentine's Day and Kazuto found me.

I was surprised by his appearance and wanted to apologize to him.

But I didn't say it out loud, but I hurt him severely.

Because of my parents, I learned about Kazuto’s current situation and heard that he was working as a screenwriter in a game company.

I think this suits him very well. He has been smart since he was a child and has a gentle and elegant temperament, which makes him very suitable for writing.

The second time was when I entered higher education after graduating from high school, and I chose a university in Tokyo.

After coming to Tokyo, it was the third time.

I became a voice actor.

Except for the first time, I was not dissatisfied with the other two times because those were things I had already decided.

But at the moment when I face a choice, I still think in a daze, wondering whether this can be called my own choice.

Questions that are too complex and have no answers are of no use even thinking about them.

Six years have passed since the last time the sound appeared, and I almost forgot its existence.

Until this day, when I received a new job as a voice actor for a mobile game, I saw the name of the game's manufacturer.

If I remember correctly, that was Kazuto's company.

I have no reason to refuse the new job. If I can see Kazuto again, I want to truly say sorry to him this time.

At that time, I deceived you and said very outrageous things to you.

It seems that I had the same idea back then.

That time, I failed to apologize.

…

I took the recording script I brought from the office and went to the studio to record the broadcast with Caiyin without getting familiar with it right away.

Ayane has changed a lot since they first met. The only thing that hasn't changed is probably her love of hanging out with girls, and the pair of mountains that were quite fruitful in their teens.

As a woman, I am somewhat envious, but she still talks bafflingly about wanting to make her breasts smaller.

Putting all that aside, she is a really good friend.

But compared to Ayin, the time spent with Yusha made me feel more comfortable.

Yousha is a very cute girl, gentle, kind, innocent, and considerate of others.

If we wanted to talk about her advantages, I would probably take three days and three nights to count them all.

All in all, she is my best friend.

…

"Saori, I want to go to your house tonight."

I sat with Yousha in the family restaurant. She ordered a set meal for three people, and almost all of it went into her stomach.

I was really worried that she would suffer from stomach problems and persuaded her to pay attention to her diet.

"Okay, let's go back together later. We won't have any work later."

"Well! Today's work is all over, hey hey~"

So cute.

When I think about whose girlfriend such an innocent little girl will become in the future, I am somewhat unconvinced.

I can't tell whether it's jealousy or something else. I just hope that she can stay the same as she is now.

Although I have never experienced love personally, I have seen it a lot.

It's something that can destroy reason.

I couldn't help but think of my childhood sweetheart.

Is he no longer naive and has become mature and steady now?

If so, that would be great.

…

In the evening, I took the tram home with Yousha. Yousha knew that I was suffering from motion sickness and didn’t drive, so he stayed with me specially.

To be honest, I think she is largely responsible for why I get carsick. She drives really wildly.

But, for the sake of her cuteness, please forgive her.

Back in the rented apartment, Yousha pounced directly on Maiwan who was sleeping in the corner of the living room. Seeing the evil star coming, he hurriedly hid behind the curtains.

He kept calling and refused to come out.

"Saori, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you just eat it?"

“The food cooked by Saori is not as delicious.”

"There's really nothing wrong with you, right?"

"That's too much. I came home with you just to wait for this meal."

"Is this why you came here?"

"Hey hehe~ Saori's cooking is the best in the world."

There is really nothing we can do against her.

I had to put on my apron and go into the kitchen.

After feeding this glutton, I went to take a bath.

…

Late at night, when I was about to take out my script and practice, she appeared at the door of my bedroom holding a pillow.

She threw herself on my bed without saying anything. I had long been accustomed to it, so I had no choice but to smile helplessly and let her go.

"Yousha, don't affect my practice."

"Yes~~~"

She drawled, lying on my bed with a smile.

I looked at the script in my hand, thought for a while, and accidentally entered the name of the company in the search bar.

Company address, contact email, fax method.

And... landline phone.

Gu Yan

All appeared before me.

When he saw the string of numbers, the bedroom suddenly became silent.

There is the sound of sand breathing, the turning of comic book pages, and the heat dissipation of the computer host.

They all disappeared in this moment.

I know.

It's here again.

After six years, the long-awaited visit came to me again.

There is only one option before me.

I didn’t understand, but I clicked on it immediately.

I don't want to be whipped like that again, it will leave ugly scars.

…

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

I didn't know what to say, so I had the embarrassing mentality of a primary school student making a prank call.

"Hello, this is September Co., Ltd., we have got off work, what can I do?"

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. I was surprised that there were still people staying in the company at this time, maybe working overtime.

"Hello."

"Saori? Is it Saori?"
To be continued...