At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun goes down, leaving only a slight blush in the sky for people to see.

At a coffee shop across the street from the cram school, Junri Uchida pours a piece of brown sugar into Takuya Aramura's coffee cup.

"Huh?" Takuya Aramura looked up at her.

Junri Uchida shook his head slowly and smiled at him, "Aramura-san, you have to stir it before you drink it." ”

Takuya Aramura stood still for two seconds, then nodded, lowered his head and picked up a small spoon to stir the brown-black liquid in the coffee cup.

After a thorough stirring, he lifted his coffee cup and took a sip.

Well?

Wrong... Why is it still bitter?

When Takuya Aramura was about to put another piece of brown sugar in it, the curly-haired man sitting across from him suddenly stood up from his chair and raised his chin in the direction of the cram school, "Murashima is out." ”

Hearing this, Takuya Aramura put away the brown sugar he had just taken out, raised the coffee cup and drank the coffee inside, and said to Uchida Junli: "Uchida-san, let's go." ”

"Uh-huh!" Junri Uchida followed his example, and wanted to finish the coffee in one gulp, but took the hot and shouted, "It's so hot!" It's hot! ”

"I want cold brew coffee, you order hot coffee, and hot coffee needs to be drunk slowly." Takuya Aramura raised her eyebrows, reminded her, removed her cup of coffee, and then took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to her, "Wipe your mouth, wait to see if your mouth is burned, if you are burned, I will take you to the pharmacy to buy a pen burn ointment." ”

On the other side, Rika Murashima, who came out of the cram school with her schoolbag, breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally... It's time to breathe...

Where to go now?

Go home, right... Go home.

Along the way, Rika Murashima walked in front, and Takuya Aramura and the three of them had to follow far behind.

Ten minutes later, the sunset had completely disappeared, and Rika Murashima had arrived home.

About twenty meters behind, the curly-haired man pointed to the apartment she had entered, "The Murashima family is there." ”

Then he turned his fingertips in one direction and pointed to the house next door to Murashima's house, "This is my house." ”

Takuya Aramura bowed slightly.

What a neighbor...

The curly-haired man took out a bunch of keys from his bag and led him and Junri Uchida to his house.

Takuya Aramura saw a name tag with "Tsui" hanging at the door.

The curly-haired man also noticed his gaze and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Yasuke Tsui, just call me Tsui." ”

When they entered the house, they were greeted by pitch black.

Syllable!

Yasuke Tsui pressed the light.

The room suddenly lit up, illuminating the room with photographs that filled the walls.

"Many of my photos were taken with old-fashioned cameras and needed to be kept in a dark and dry environment, so I sealed the windows in the house, otherwise the colors on the photos would fall off quickly." Yasuke Tsui explained.

As he spoke, he climbed the stairs again and beckoned to Takuya Aramura and Junri Uchida, "Come up with me." ”

Ascending to the second floor, Ansuke Tsui led the two to a balcony.

Standing on this balcony, you can see the backyard of Murashima's house and the contents of the living room window that is not closed.

Just then, a light came on from a window next to the living room.

Yasuke Tsui rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's so punctual... It's this time of the day to cook..."

As the minutes ticked by, and the sky was getting darker and darker, he brought three chairs from the house, and brought a plate of oranges, and gave Takuya Aramura and Junri Uchida a chair each, and the last one sat down by himself.

Junri Uchida took the chair, thanked him, turned his head and asked Takuya Aramura, "Aramura-san, how long are you going to stay here?" ”

"I don't know." Takuya Aramura sat on the chair with his ass on his back, leaning back with his whole body weight and leaning against the backrest, "Tsui-san? ”

"Don't worry, wait slowly." Ansuke Tsui put his legs on the balcony fence, reached for the plate, and touched one, "If nothing else, it should be soon." ”

Takuya Aramura nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Aramura-san." Junri Uchida peeled an orange, broke it in half, and brought half of it to his mouth.

Takuya Aramura glanced at her, opened his mouth to bite the upper end of this half of the orange, and inhaled it into his mouth, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks~" Uchida Junli held his half, shook his body, and ate one petal in one bite.

Tsui Yasuke's gaze swept over the two of them, and he quickly retracted it, and then cast it into the backyard of the Murashima family, "Look there. ”

"There? Backyard? Takuya Aramura followed his line of sight.

"Yes, backyard."

"What's wrong with the backyard?"

"Two years ago, I was sunbathing on my balcony, just like now." Yasuke Tsui bit a petal of orange with his teeth, and then with a little force, the juice with a sweet and sour taste filled his entire mouth, "Murashima and her mother are in the backyard. ”

"What are you doing in the backyard?" Uchida asked curiously.

"As far as I know," Ansuke Tsui said, reclining in a comfortable chair, "Murashima has always wanted to be a manga artist, but her mother has repeatedly objected. ”

"It's normal for a cartoonist to have an unstable job, and her mother will oppose it." Takuya Aramura is a voice actor who has come into contact with many popular manga artists at the moment, and these manga artists have also told him about some things in the manga circle.

The Japanese manga industry is very involuted, because there are so many excellent manga artists and works.

After becoming a cartoonist, if you are lucky enough to have your work favored by the publishing house, you don't know if it can be popular, at least you still have something to eat, if not, you can only do odd jobs to make a living like some voice actors who are not popular, and after a long time, people gradually lose their enthusiasm, and in the end they still have to put down the brush in their hands and face reality.

But when I looked back, I found that I didn't have any skills to support myself except for drawing things that publishers didn't look down on at all.

When ideals collide with reality, reality often triumphs and ideals fail miserably.

"You're right, as a mother, it's normal to oppose it for the sake of her daughter's future." Yasuke Tsui agreed with Takuya Aramura's statement, but the caliber immediately changed, "But, burn the drawing tools that my daughter bought with the money she earned from working hard at a convenience store... And in front of my daughter... Is this normal? ”

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The three of them were silent for a moment, and the topic automatically skipped over.

I don't know how long it was, but only half of the oranges on the plate were left.

A black sedan drove into the parking space of Murashima's house, and a middle-aged man got out of the car.

The corners of Yasuke Tsui's mouth went up, and he pulled out an arc full of sarcasm.

"Protagonist No. 1, debut."

When Uchida heard his words, he was a little confused.

Takuya Aramura looked at the middle-aged man and was silent.

Soon, another middle-aged woman appeared in front of Murashima's house.

Yasuke Tsui exhaled, the sarcasm hidden in his expression intensifying.

"Protagonist No. 2, debut."

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