After recording Catapult, she took the train to Shinjuku. Recently, she was reluctant to drive because she couldn't bear to see the empty passenger seat.

It's probably an illness.

Wearing a mask and walking on the unknown streets of Tokyo, surrounded by bustling lights and feasting, will inevitably make you want to escape.

When she came to the izakaya, she took off her mask and shook her newly cut short hair. She still felt that it was more comfortable.

After entering the izakaya, greet the seniors who may or may not be familiar with you.

Smiling and dignified, no one could tell that she was a poor girl who had just been rejected.

There's nothing pitiful about it either.

This is just something that ordinary girls experience.

Even if she is Sakura Ayane, it's the same.

The price of clothes, the number of luxury goods, Chiyoda's mansion, these things are worthless in front of people who don't like themselves.

Thinking about it this way, he is quite noble.

On the side, the gentle and shy Miss Sato has been talking to her. The two have acted together in a drama and are very familiar with each other.

I heard that she was newly married recently, and her whole person was filled with a happy aura, which made her feel a little envious.

But when I came back to my senses, I felt unhappy again when I thought of that annoying face.

His eyes wandered, his charming eyes roamed back and forth in the small izakaya, and landed on a thin figure in the corner.

He has messy brown-blonde hair, fair cheeks, dark eyes with swirls inside, heroic sword-shaped eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, sharp thin lips, and a faint smile.

Handsome men always look pleasing to the eye, but this face is particularly hateful and adorable at the same time.

Disdain Renjun?

Why?

Why does it appear here?

It doesn't matter what the reason is, as long as it has nothing to do with me.

She could not forget the shame of that night so quickly.

Several new voice actors sitting at his table came over to greet her. Even if Ayana Sakiara joined the company at the same time as them, she is still the senior in the industry.

Mogami Kazuto walked last, holding a wine glass.

He didn't want to come at first and couldn't stand Shimada Nobunaga's harassment.

Sakura Ayane looked at him, her eyes seemed to say not to talk to her, she pursed her seductive red lips and said nothing.

Miss Sato seemed to think that they had a good relationship. She covered her mouth and said jokingly: "From now on, you will be in the same period."

"It's not the same period, I'm the senior."

"In terms of voice actor qualifications, it is true, but within the company they are considered to be of the same age."

Sakura Ayane didn't speak.

Mogami Kazuto pursed his lips and smiled: "Please give me some advice, Miss Sakura."

Really, why can this person be so calm?

Did he really think that he would not cry on this occasion, or did he think that what happened that night was not worth mentioning?

If at this moment, on this occasion, she wails unscrupulously, crying more artificially, crying more heartbreakingly, just like that homeless puppy squatting alone at the crossroads under the heavy rain in June, looking up to the sky.

Ming.

He may be regarded by the senior voice actors present as an excessive guy who always gives up.

In your mind, imagine his expression of being at a loss and speechless.

Angry, ridiculous, cute.

Inexplicably, I forgave him a little.

But she still couldn't force out a smile smoothly, keeping a straight face and not looking at him.

Mogami Kazuto said nothing, did nothing, neither talked to her, nor secretly asked for paper and pen to write a letter for her face to face.

He can't do such a thing.

Returning to his seat, Mogami Kazuto did not drink. The cup contained barley tea. He sipped it in small sips and quietly looked at Shimada Nobunaga beside him, seeing that he was getting drunk little by little.

He tried to persuade him a few times at first, but until Shimada Nobunaga started talking nonsense with a red face, he gave up.

"Totsuka-kun! Totsuka-kun! It's your turn."

Someone is calling his name.

The president of the firm is asking the newcomers to introduce themselves and perform some entertaining performances, which is understandable.

Mogami Kazuto stood up slowly, thought for a moment, took something out of his shoulder bag, and walked to the center of the izakaya.

"Hello, seniors, this is the first time we meet. I am Totsuka Kazu who just joined the company."

He paused.

"I'm not good at talking, I don't know how to be funny, I don't know how to ramble, I'm an extremely boring person.

Even during the recording of the radio program, accidents happened frequently, and I haven’t bitten my tongue until now, so I’m already performing beyond the ordinary.”

"I recently learned a piece of music and I didn't play it well. Please forgive me."

He pulled a chair from beside him and sat down with his back straight. He held the piano body between his left hand and his four slender fingers together, like sharp-edged piano keys. There was a beautiful atmosphere of March everywhere.

Taking a slight breath, a melodious and cheerful tune came out from the reeds. The body of the silver-white ten-hole harmonica was obscured by his hands.

Since the end of the first episode of Totsuka Cafeteria, he has been carrying his harmonica in his shoulder bag. However, after that, Sakura Ayane never recorded Totsuka Cafeteria once.

It's not a bad idea to treat it as a sideshow at this time.

Just as Kazuto Mogami said, he doesn't play well and his vibrato is not very smooth, let alone difficult techniques such as super blowing.

Making mistakes is common, but that doesn't stop him from continuing.

The seniors listened happily and drank happily.

Who cares how many wrong notes he played or how many breaths he took.

The only one who kept looking up at him was the one with freshly cut short hair and starry eyes.

Troublesome girl.

At the end of the song, Mogami Kazuto bowed with a calm expression, and received scattered applause in twos and threes.

He has no harmonica-related skills, so that's all he has.

When I returned to the table, I wanted to ask Shimada Nobunaga how he played, but I found that he was already lying on the table, unconscious.

It seemed that I had to send him back tonight, and I couldn't help but feel a headache.

Several other new voice actors beside him were holding wine glasses and toasting with the seniors everywhere.

Mogami Kazuto doesn't like to do such troublesome things. He neither knows how to say nice things nor is good at pleasing others, so he might as well just sit there.

"Hello."

Mogami Kazuto raised his head. She was wearing a pure white shirt with delicate butterfly embroidery on the collar. Her chest was bulging high. Under dark blue denim shorts, her two long white legs were elegantly and straightly held together.

The transparent wine glass he was holding contained golden wine. His cheeks were slightly red, but his eyes were bright.

"Don't drink too much."

Mogami Kazuto said calmly.

Sakura Ayane sat down opposite him regardless, and glanced at Shimada Nobunaga, who was already lying on the wine table.

"Why do you look like you are avoiding me?"

"Isn't the look in your eyes telling me that I'm not allowed to come near you?"

Miss Sakura snorted contemptuously: "Why are you so obedient?"

Mogami and Kazuto remained silent and silently took a sip of barley tea.

"How's it going?"

he asked.

After thinking for a while, she replied: "It sounds so-so, which doesn't sound good."

"It's true."

"Fortunately you didn't brag about it on the show, otherwise you would have been laughed at."

"Um."

Mogami Kazuto didn't know her purpose of coming, and he didn't know whether to ask her about her immigration.

Miss Sakura quietly took a sip of beer: "Didn't you say you didn't know how to be a voice actor? Why did you regret it again?"

"I tried it once and it was quite interesting, so I just did it."

"Then why do you have to come with me Qingyi?"

Mogami Kazuto silently raised his eyes to look at her.
To be continued...