The road is still a little wet.

Cars and pedestrians flow through it, like the lifeblood of the city.

Yu Murakami parked in front of the traffic light, and a white private car parked in the next lane. Through the half-open window, the sound of singing could be heard inside.

13 years of Nakajima Mika released the single, "Once I also thought about a hundred".

Ai Nakano loves this song very much.

The traffic light turned into a green glow that glowed faintly blue, and the black Yamaha sprang out in an instant, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

When he arrived at the agreed stop sign, Yu Murakami saw the water praying in waiting.

The upper body is a summer thread shirt, and the lower body is a skirt.

"Murakami-san!" She called out to him, a smile on her face, "Let the girl wait, you are actually such a person." ”

"I'm sorry." Yu Murakami handed over the spare helmet, "I went to listen to the song on the way." ”

"Listen to songs?" Shui Laiqi put on his helmet and straddled the back seat.

At this time, Yu Murakami realized that she was wearing a pair of pants that looked like a skirt when they were pulled together.

Women's clothes are really strange, and summer thread shirts are already incredible.

"Well, a private car in parallel has been playing songs, and it's not bad, so I'll listen to it." He replied.

"Ah, I love such accidents! Isn't it my song? ”

"Yes, I won't be late."

"Murakami-san! Murakami-san! Too much for you! ”

Yamaha merges into the traffic.

Under the command of Mizurai, the two came to a street full of residential houses, and before turning in, Mizuraichi suddenly patted Yuu Murakami on the shoulder.

Just when he thought he was signaling to park here and not let his family see it.

"Murakami-san! Murakami-san! Look, that's the bus Saori and I took last time! ”

Murakami looked at the past, and in the neon lights of Tokyo at night, the same bus as the long-distance bus was indeed luxurious enough.

When I entered the residential area, I stopped in front of a small two-story house with a single family, and the word "water" was written on the door number.

"Murakami-san," Mizurai-chi, getting out of the car and taking off his helmet, "come in and sit for a while." I'm also going to change into my super cool cycling jersey! ”

"I'll be right here."

The lights are on in the house, and the other party has a family at home, so it will definitely be troublesome after entering.

"Let's go in, it's so late, Mom and Dad don't worry about me going out alone, if there is Murakami-san here, they will be a lot more relieved."

“...... All right. ”

Yu Murakami took off his helmet and put it in the trunk, which contained some first-aid items that could be used in case of an accident on the road.

Shui Laiqi pushed open the door of the courtyard, and while leading the way, he turned back and said, "My father admires you very much." ”

"Admire me?"

Yu Murakami took advantage of the dim light to look at the small courtyard of Mizurai's house.

There was a Toyota Corolla parked inside, in addition to the "small prayer" of Shui Laiqi, and there was a pile of miscellaneous items in the corner that I couldn't see what it was.

Very ordinary family.

Entering the back room, Mizulai prayed back to the room to change clothes, Miirai's mother went to the kitchen to fetch water, and Yu Murakami was scrutinized by Miirai's father.

"Murakami-kun, can I call you that?" Shui Lai's father seems to be polite and polite, and his tone of voice is also very gentle.

"Either way. Nothing is not to be done. ”

"Murakami-kun, can you tell me about your experience?" He asked.

"Orphans. Barely graduated from college, worked as a beautician and barista, but it wasn't for long, and now I'm a voice actor. ”

"It's not these." Shui Lai's father shook his head and waved his hand, "I want to know how you practice your acting skills, how can you have such excellent acting skills." ”

"Acting?" Yu Murakami doesn't know why.

"yes." Shui Lai's father explained, "I don't know if Xiao Qi has told you that I like to watch stage plays. Murakami-kun, your performance on stage is outstanding. ”

Yu Murakami did perform a few stage plays in Harajuku.

"Actually, it's nothing, acting is mainly about talent, I just followed what the teacher said, and then it became like this."

Shui Lai's father nodded, "Indeed, talent is very important. But Murakami-kun, you can do what the teacher said, it's already very remarkable. ”

At this time, Mizurai's mother brought the water over, and Murakami thanked her.

Dad Shui continued to explain:

"Today's students only think about being lazy, so teachers unconsciously develop the standard of raising the requirements. Originally, it was good knowledge to be familiar with, but it had to be memorized. Only then will students become familiar with it.

Murakami-kun, you can be so good, there must be a reason for this, right? ”

"Perhaps." Yu Murakami took a sip of water, he was not good at finding topics.

"Murakami-kun," Mizurai's mother said with a smile, "Can you tell me about your experience when you were studying acting?" The main thing is to study life, and we are curious. ”

Yu Murakami doesn't know why the couple is interested in this, but compared to topics such as "where is your home" and "what are your plans for the future", talking about acting is undesirable for him.

Although he hadn't even read "The Self-cultivation of an Actor", he only knew that it was written by Stanley.

But it doesn't matter.

"Acting is a combination of theory and reality." He started acting, "I first read a book called 'The Primer of Acting,' which was written by an Italian, and it was very thin.

I got on the train from Nishiyama Yuri Station to Shinjuku Station, and it took me 20 minutes to finish it. The above details what you need to do to get started as an actor.

And then I followed......

After that, I watched "Acting: One Step Closer", which was written by an American, and it was very thick.

I sat from Ueno Station to Ikebukuro Station, and it took me several trips back and forth to see it.

The above said...... After I ......

Recently, I was watching "Actor: Not Just Performance", which was written by Chinese, and there are many metaphysical thoughts, life philosophies, and even Taoism and Buddhism.

I'm still studying to understand this book. ”

Yu Murakami took a sip of water.

Just now, in order to delay time, he not only added details and talked about theories, but also simply performed the differences between different stages such as {wide-eyed - silently sad}.

It's like telling a story, it's eloquent, and the Shui Lai couple are fascinated by it.

It's just that why is Shui Laiqi so slow to change clothes?

"Eh, Murakami-kun," Mizurai's mother asked curiously, "why do you always read on the train?" ”

"At that time, there was still work, so it was inevitably harder. Besides, there's nothing else to do. Yu Murakami said with a smile.

Mr. and Mrs. Shui Lai were greatly touched, and Shui Lai's mother even said sentimentally: "Good boy." ”

"It's rare to see such a motivated young person now." Mizurai's father also praised, "I apologize for the conclusion just now, Murakami-kun." You are so diligent, which is the reason why you have the acting skills you have now. Talent is good or something, it's an insult to you. ”

"Where." Yu Murakami said, "Shui Lai Sang - Shui Lai Qi Sang, as far as I know, she also entered the showbiz since she was a child and suffered a lot. ”

Hearing this, Shui Lai's father smiled proudly.

"It's hard, Xiao Qi is okay, but his talent is not as good as Murakami-kun. I've seen the two of you star in "The Wrong Place", and your acting skills are obviously much better. ”

"Shui Lai Qisang wants to be distracted from singing and dancing, I just need to concentrate on acting, I can't compare."

Between Mr. and Mrs. Mizulai and Yu Murakami, they were humble to each other for more than ten minutes.

When Yuu Murakami was about to run out of words, Shui Laiqi finally came down fully armed.

Her body was wrapped tightly, and people who didn't know thought she was going to board an icebreaker and go on an expedition to Antarctica.

It doesn't matter.

Murakami let out a sigh of relief, put his hands on his knees, and stood up tired and neatly.

Mr. and Mrs. Shui sent them to the door.

Shui Lai's father smiled and said, "Murakami-kun, you should say a line to us at this time." ”

"Lines?"

Not only Yu Murakami, but even Mizurai's mother and daughter looked at him suspiciously.

"You're a voice actor, you should have seen a lot of scenes where someone took their daughter away from their father."

Yu Murakami has a good memory, so he said, "I'm sorry, I can't really remember." ”

"Husband, what are you talking about?" Mizura's mother asked.

"That," Shui Lai's father was already ready to move after listening to Yu Murakami's acting lesson, "[Shui Lai's father, your daughter, I took it away. 】”

"Daddy!!"

——————

When it was almost nine o'clock, the two met with Shimazaki Nobunaga, who was waiting in the parking lot near the highway intersection.

"It's so slow!" Squatting on the ground, he stood up all at once.

"I'm sorry." Shui Lai prayed.

"Let's go." Yu Murakami is simply direct.

Nobunaga Shimazaki stepped onto his Shiro, handsomely put on gloves, and left the sides of his clothes open to make sure that he would be blown up by the wind.

Wear a helmet.

"That's it! Let's go! ”

"Tsk." Mizurai made the sound of Sakura Suzuki.

The three of them rode out of the parking lot, got on the highway in the night, and went straight to Saitama Prefecture.

I haven't left Tokyo yet.

"Okay - cold ——! It's cold! It's cold! It's cold! ”

The wind blew Shimazaki Nobunaga quite chicly, and if you didn't listen to the shouting from his mouth and said that he was filming a movie screen, maybe some people would believe it.

"Murakami! Let's stop by the service area! I'm dressed! ”

"Got it!"

"Hahahaha!" Riding behind Shimazaki Nobunaga, Mizurai said, and her cheerful laughter rang all the way.

Yu Murakami rode at the rear, feeling the wind galloping and staring straight ahead.

wanted to reach out and pull his clothes, but because he was timid and didn't dare, he could only face the cold wind blowing Shimazaki Nobunaga;

Laughing at Shimazaki Nobunaga in his mouth for a while, "Hmmm~Hmmm~" imitating the sound of the engine for a while, and "Murakami-san!" for a while! Murakami-san! "As if to confirm that he is still there;

There are also street lamps that are as precise as clock scales. It seems that they are going to be like this, at the same intervals, stretching to the end of the world.

When he arrived at the service area, Shimazaki Nobunaga stopped the car and immediately pulled up his clothes.

"I've only been riding for a while." The water that complained like this in his mouth was very interested in the service area at night.

"Rest for a while, driving safely at night is paramount." Yuu Murakami ensures the safety of the two.

"Have a cup of coffee!" Shimazaki Nobunaga was the first to walk towards the coffee shop, still muttering, "I'm cold!" ”

Coffee shops are very common at Starbucks.

Yu Murakami is attracted to the vending machine and buys a bottle of drink that he has not drunk.

160 yen, black package, the name is an English letter that starts with ICE and ends with esso.

During the time he drank the drink, he stared at the parking lot.

Private cars, transport trucks, night buses, and even a motorhome. In addition to the three of them, there was also a motorcycle.

Halfway through the drinks, the passengers of the night bus began to get on the bus one after another.

Drivers in hats and uniforms are at pains to remind passengers that the next time to stop for a break is in the early hours of the morning.

Finish the drink and throw it in the trash can where it should be - sorted, Yu Murakami walks into Starbucks.

Mizurai praying in and Onishi Saori video.

Counting the time, the plane was half past eight, and now it is about half past nine, and it is estimated that they have just gotten off the plane and have already set foot on the land of Hokkaido, on the way to the hotel.

When I got closer, I saw that on the other side of the mobile phone, a group of people on the plane were walking on the road with large bags and small bags.

You Mubi and Dongshan Tsubia come to the camera from time to time to compare scissor hands;

Miss Sakura pointed her nostrils directly at the camera.

"Oh, a little farther away, it's disgusting." Shui Laiqi took the phone away.

"Haha!" Miss Sakura laughed, even in the humble light of the street lamp, she still looked delicate and charming.

Nakano, Taneda, and Akaki, only when Saori Onishi gave them the camera, they would smile and wave their hands.

"Murakami-kun~~" Ai Nakano also looked excited, with a cheerful tone and a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Alright." Yuya Murakami came to the ground, "Let's go." ”

"Good!"

Mizurai said to Saori Onishi, who was still showing off to her how fast she was on a plane and was going to Hokkaido for dinner later:

"Goodbye. Bye. ”

Hang up the video directly.

The trio rode for about three hours this time and arrived directly in Niigata.

The distance is about 300 km, and the highway fee is more than 3,000 yen per person.

It was already midnight, and although the three of them were not yet a little sleepy, they were looking forward to a trip to the coast of Hokkaido, but they were still looking for a place to stay.

Considering that the next day they would have to make their first ferry, the three of them stayed at a hotel very close to the port.

Because it came late, it turned out to be a large shop similar to tatami mats. There were three or four teams of people sleeping scattered inside.

The three of them found a corner spot.

"Shui Laisang, you sleep in the innermost." Yu Murakami whispered.

"Okay." Shui Laiqi was also very interested in the Chase Shop, and sat impatiently on it, patting on the left and quietly on the right.

"Shimazaki ......"

"By the way, Murakami-san, you sleep next to me. I don't believe in Shimazaki-san. ”

Shimazaki is right next to it......

Shimazaki Nobunaga himself didn't react, and happily began to clean up his bed.

Without waiting for the three of them to lie down, the store manager came over in a whisper.

"Three, whose white motorcycle is outside?"

"It's mine, what's wrong?" Nobunaga Shimazaki sat up.

The store manager smiled wryly and said, "Please come with me." ”

"Oh, good."

Yu Murakami prevented the accident and followed; Shui Laiqi looked forward to the accident and jumped up to follow.

It was a middle-aged man, and a police car was parked outside the store.

1 a.m.? The police?

"You are the owner of the license plate [6983]?"

"Yes." Shimazaki Nobunaga replied.

"Your motorcycle is not parked in a dedicated parking space."

"Yes."

"The motorcycle is not parked at the designated place of the special two-wheeler, in addition to the fine, you must also work for one hour, come with me."

"Huh?"

"Keep up!"

"Yes!"

"Well," said Yu Murakami, "can we shorten the time if we help?" ”

"Rules are rules! It's none of your business! ”

Shimazaki Nobunaga said to Yu Murakami: "It's okay, an hour, I'll be back soon." ”

Regardless of whether it is groundless or not, of course Murakami Yu can't let him go alone, and he can't throw a girl from Shui Lai to the Chase Shop.

So the three of them followed the police at 1 a.m. to the police car.

He took out a large garbage bag from the back box for Shimazaki Nobunaga to hold, as well as three trash pick-up clips, and handed one to each of the three.

Ordered the three of them to pick up garbage for an hour in a pile of rubbles by the sea.

Yu Murakami remembered Yu Mubi.

When she first rode her bicycle to school, her bike was locked by the school because of random parking. Write a review and pick up trash for a week.

This matter was ridiculed by Miss Sakura for a week, and it was brought up from time to time after that.

"Shimazaki," he picked up a cigarette butt, "why don't you keep being good?" ”

"That's it!" Shui Lai Qi picked up a can.

"Blame me, blame me." Shimazaki Nobunaga stretched out the garbage bag and asked them to throw the garbage in, "I thought that it would be a big night, plus I would get up at five o'clock tomorrow, so I would stop casually." ”

"Because you are used to sleeping with women casually?" Shui Laiqi mocked.

"It's not casual! You have to be interested in each other! First of all, we don't hate each other in appearance, and then we can talk in language, so we will sleep together, we just did boyfriend and girlfriend for one night, how can we say casually! ”

Shui Laiqi ignored him and said to Murakami: "Murakami-san, you can't learn from him." ”

"What's wrong with me? Funny and humorous, the level of hosting the show is first-class! ”

"What's wrong with you?" Mizurai picked up another plastic bag, which was filled with fruit peel garbage, and put it in front of Shimazaki Nobunaga's eyes, "What did you say?" ”

Shimazaki Nobunaga immediately bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry! ”

"Alright." Yu Murakami dissuaded the two, "It's going to take an hour anyway, so just pick up more garbage here." ”

"Well, I'll listen to Murakami-san."

"Thank you, Murakami!" Shimazaki Nobunaga bowed again.

So the trio who originally came out to travel picked up the garbage at one o'clock in the morning, under the bright lighthouse.

The sound of the waves crashing from beginning to end, the waves can't pass, but you can feel the moisture.

As there was less and less garbage on the shore, Mizurai walked to the beach.

"Be careful." Yu Murakami said.

"It's okay, the waves are small. Eh, Murakami-san! Murakami-san! Come and see! Something is glowing! ”

"Glow?"

Yu Murakami and Shimazaki Nobunaga walked over together, and in the sea water on the shore, something was indeed glowing.

"What is this?" The clip in Nobunaga's hand was eager to try.

"Fluorescent squid." Yu Murakami said.

"Murakami-san, do you know?"

"Well, I've seen it in the book, but I'm not sure. It usually appears on the coast of Toyama from February to May and can only be seen late at night when the tide is high. ”

"Where's Toyama?" As an island native, I am only familiar with the water sounds of Tokyo.

"Just follow this coastline and keep going." Yu Murakami pointed to the west, where there was nothing but a few street lights.

"Is it common, fluorescent squid?"

"It's not hard to say, it's not easy to say.

The book I read said that many people who go to Toyama specifically to find it may not be able to see it for several years in a row, let alone here. Yu Murakami picked up a bamboo stick, "We were punished for voluntary labor, maybe we came to meet it." ”

"Huh?" Shui Laiqi's eyes lit up instantly, "Really? I loved this encounter! ”

"Lie to you. Fluorescent squid is commonly known as a meal on the plate of coastal dwellers. Yu Murakami threw the bamboo sticks into the garbage bag.

"Murakami-san! Murakami-san! ”

The hour's compulsory labor was finally over.

The policeman looked at the garbage bag and nodded, "You three, that's good." ”

"Thank you!"

"Don't make a mistake next time."

"Yes!"

When the three of them returned to Odori, Shimazaki Nobunaga was so excited that he immediately fell asleep.

Yu Murakami, who didn't plan to sleep tonight, took out a paperback book and looked at it through the faint light above his head.

Shui Laiqi's face, under the light of the mobile phone, looks like a child.

Her fingers moved rapidly, and she let out bursts of laughter from time to time.

It was three o'clock when she put down her phone and got ready to go to bed.

"Murakami-san, aren't you sleeping yet?" She asked.

"Not sleepy yet."

"You're excited too?"

"Hmm."

"Me too." Shui Laiqi adjusted her posture and changed to lying flat, looking at the ceiling, "I was chatting with Saori and them in the group just now." They sent a lot of photos, but when I told them about us and sent out pictures of the fluorescent squid, they were very envious. ”

"Would you envy such a thing?" Yu Murakami flipped the book back a page.

"They say they're unlucky and laugh at me for not flying, but they must be envious of such an interesting experience, right?"

"Makes sense." Yu Murakami nodded.

"By the way, Murakami-san, when we left, Dad actually said that kind of thing, did you talk about anything in the living room?"

"The self-cultivation of actors."

"Books?"

"It can be."

"You're talking to my parents about books? Or is it about acting? Shui Laiqi propped up her upper body and looked at him incredulously.

"Interesting experience, don't you envy it?"

"I'm not envious!"

"If you don't say it, you envy it in your heart, right?"

"Murakami-san! Murakami-san! ”