It is a large flat floor, based on pure white, with a simple style, very little furniture, and no decorations other than the necessities of life.

Mr. Chihara came to the corner and poked the girl's face with his index finger.

It's soft, like a freshly made cheese bun, tight and soft, with a hint of warmth.

"Miss Takeda Caimeow? Still sleeping? Chihara asked, looking down.

The girl in front of her looked young, wearing an orange cartoon nightcap on her head, an orange lace-up top, and a cute pleated skirt that faded from orange to red, black and white stockings below, and a pair of loose yellow puppet slippers under her feet.

The girl known as Takeda Caimeow did not respond, she was like a doll, motionless.

Chihara thought for a moment, patted his shoulder and reminded again.

Still haven't woken up.

So he stepped on the couch and decided to lift the blanket.

Then the blanket was held down by Miss Takeda Choimeow.

"Ernie sauce, your metamorphosis index is unexpectedly high."

Zhuda Caimeow's tone did not fluctuate, and there was no expression either, like a calm and clear lake.

"No, I'm underage, not as big a sister as you." Chihara shook her head.

"And don't put the animation settings into reality without permission." The nineteen-year-old boy said to the twenty-two-year-old girl, "We only played a ...... in "My Sister""

"If you really want to admit it, please change the year of birth on the encyclopedia first, it's really not good to find Doraemon to use the time burden to return to the state of 17-year-old jk."

Rubbing his tired eyes, Zhuda Caimeow was full of helplessness.

"Is it right for a person to say this if he breaks into someone's house without consent?"

In response to this wolf-hearted complaint, Mr. Chihara threw away her blanket and reminded her not to sleep again.

"I'll put the buns on the table, watch and eat them by myself, remember to pay for breakfast, just put them on my table."

"That guy from Hirata is still waiting for you lazy dogs to check in."

Hirata is the name of its own president, but the two of them are also old friends, so it doesn't matter if they call it directly.

The nineteen-year-old boy poured himself a cup through someone else's kettle, only to raise his hand and take a sip only to realize that it was last night.

I can only glance at it with disgust.,It's obviously a handful of years old.,Still pretending to be cute over there.,The younger sister is a voice actor.。

"What do you mean by that?"

"Look at what the slacker means."

Mr. Chihara snorted twice, poured out all the overnight water, and re-opened the pot.

"Chihara-kun, I'm not a slacker." Bamboo Da Caimeow, who was stuffed with a mouth, said, "By the way, trespassing on the house of a minor single girl living alone will really enter the police station." ”

"Have you been brainwashed to the point that you think you are underage?"

Chihara replied perfunctorily, and in addition, his two eyes were fixed on the hot air coming from the mouth of the pot.

"Even if you are not a minor, you have to eat pork chop rice if you trespass." The girl emphasized.

"It's a pity that I'm still a minor, and I'm still protected by the law, so I'll squat for two days when I go in, and I'll beat your ass when I come out."

Mr. Chihara shook his head.

Look back at the kettle.

The temporary owner of this room is an old colleague of mine.

A few years ago, I worked with myself in the LM voice actor office, but after I got the heroine of "My Sister" last year, the company directly set her up as an idol character for her sister. is completely different from her own personality, so she will inevitably occasionally really show her stuffing, and in the end, there was a conflict between the two sides, and she ran away directly in a fit of anger.

Later, I also ran away with my agent, and everyone hit it off and got together.

But it's not good to think about the appearance of such a character in the daily life.

Originally, according to the routine of the Japanese light novel of the rotten street, the next plot will probably be like this: Mr. Chihara, a high school student who lives peacefully, met a beautiful girl voice actor squatting on the side of the road to hide from the rain in an accident, so they began a love story from work to life.

Of course, during this period, the beautiful girls encountered in various accidental events are the main tone of the story.

The blonde and blue-eyed tsundere double ponytail, the black long straight poisonous tongue senior sister, plus a cute and lively childhood sweetheart.

That's it, the lively and funny romantic comedy begins!

and so on.

It's a pity that Mr. Chihara is no longer a high school student, so naturally there is no treatment that only high school students can enjoy.

This year, I happened to be admitted to the University of Tokyo, and in the mood that the results did not come out, I went to the medical department next door to show off the results.

It seems that in order to show off, Waseda and Keio Private School next door have also been brushed up, and they are both first on the list.

In the end, when the admissions office hurriedly asked who this person was, he patted his ass and left directly, leaving only a piece of the myth of the Tokyo test god for people to admire.

Out of personal interest, he went to the literature department, after all, he was engaged in literature in his previous life, and he also wrote a copywriting script for porridge porridge when he was a social animal.

And Miss Zhuda Caimeow in this room is just an ordinary colleague to herself, and she can't be worthy of herself no matter how she graduated from high school.

"Ernie sauce, you're saying strange things again." Zhuda Caimeow said expressionlessly.

"Oops, did you read the inner monologue?"

"Well, it's loud and disgusting, like a hippopotamus in heat in a zoo but can't find a partner."

"Hippopotamus." The boy thought about his fat figure and couldn't help but say, "I prefer pandas." ”

Then again, why is it still called Ernie sauce? Are you used to pretending to be tender?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

"Would you like something to drink?" Chihara asked, turning his head.

Takeda nodded her head, so Chihara took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and poured hot water from the table.

The milk is for myself, and the cheap orange juice is for my sister.

Because the milk was really bought at her own expense, it was a pity that there was no refrigerator in her room and she had to put it here.

During this time, his phone kept vibrating.

They are Twitter and Youtube private messages.

Chihara then remembered that it seemed that his hand had slipped and he hadn't turned on the DND mode before.

Flipping through the phone, I saw a message urging for change, seeking cooperation, and intimate tips for giving free gifts.

"Mr. Kobold! When will it start again? The dump truck is ready!"

"Hello, are you still worried about the quality of the voice changer? Are you still bothered by the low image quality of your camera? Click the link below to enjoy new product discounts, 500 off every 3000! It's better to act than to be excited!"

"Mr. Kobold, hello, we are Wang Laoju Future Science and Technology Club, I hope you can endorse our new walking car for the disabled, can you give you other contact information for an interview?"

"The kobold must be a beautiful girl! It must be!"

There are countless messages like this, and it is like a tsunami attacking Mr. Chihara's private mailbox.

Sighing, he turned on the Do Not Disturb on his phone, and refused to accept strange letters in his mailbox.

"The psychological state is the beautiful girl's Ernie sauce, and you seem to be famous."

"yes, it's just a little troublesome after exposure."

Mr. Chihara shook his head and looked at Takeda Caimeow, who was slowly picking up his own milk and drinking it secretly.

Her cherry pink lips opened and closed slightly, her throat agitated.

Apparently very seriously drinking.

"Hurry up and drink, I'll have to go to work later."

"In such a hurry? Why don't you just go and get a card? ”

The girl is still leisurely and leisurely, since she left LM, her work has been tepid, and in recent months, she has mixed up with a bit of passerby roles.

Fortunately, she is cute enough, and occasionally the program team is willing to invite her.

"There is an audition for the role, and she is still a very important supporting actress, with a lot of scenes." Chihara said slowly.

"Really?"

"Really, Hirata told me."

The young man replied in a flat tone to the excited Zhuda Caimeow.

Zhuda Caimeow raised her head and drank the milk with a sip, and forgot to wipe her mouth:

"Then what are you still rubbing! Not leaving? ”

I took off the nightcap on my head, which was originally a configuration ready to go out, and I just took a short break before going out before lying on the sofa.

Now I snapped twice, and the little leather shoes I had just changed into were stepping loudly on the ground.

"I'm not going to check in again, you can go by yourself."

When he said this, Chihara, who drank cheap orange juice, had no expression on his face, and the muscles on his face seemed to have lost their effect.

Textbook facial paralysis.

"So what are you doing?" The girl frowned.

"Part-time job."

The idea is simple, after all, to live.

Although the rent is very shabby and the relative rent is not high, it is also difficult for a student dog to afford.

This year, the minimum hourly wage at convenience stores in Tokyo is only 600 yen, and the salary for one episode of their own dubbing is only 8,000 yen.

Hearing this, Zhuda Caimeow stretched out her white index finger and poked it lightly at Chihara's forehead.

"What's wrong?" The teenager asked.

Zhuda Caimeow withdrew her fingers and said expressionlessly: "I thought you were a cowherd in a nightclub, but I didn't expect that it was actually a serious job during the day?" ”

"I really want to, but it's a pity that nightclubs don't accept minors to work, and Dongda is even more afraid of the scandal." The boy sighed.

Very vexatious slander.

However, Mr. Chihara does have extra work to do at night.

is a waiter on the night shift of a restaurant.

In terms of the nature of work, it seems to be similar to the Cowherd, both of them are laughing and serving people.

The only difference may be that Mr. Chihara is particularly incapable of deceiving others.

At least his lies can be heard with one ear.

Chihara kicks Takeda Aya out of her house, and by the way, helps her rearrange the messy objects on the table and coffee table sofa to satisfy her obsessive-compulsive desire.

Then he nodded in satisfaction at his results, put on the canvas shoes at the door, and prepared to leave.

After today's class, the work content that I will go to is very ordinary - wearing a "doll costume" to attract customers.