The industry's well-known LM firm was established in 1997.,The full name is Lm Enterprise.,The main project is to cultivate idol voice actors.,So there are a lot of handsome men and women who enter the club every year.,To be honest, it's a bit of a squeeze.,The cultivation of the bottom day is the most direct blood transfusion.。

Well, yes, it's the training center where Yuma Uchida, who claims to be a high school classmate, is staying right now.

This big brother firm in the industry is famous for its "funny artist" and deep ice culture, and it is rumored that the virus first originated in the club's eldest sister Nailgong.

Obviously, Sakura-san, who also inherited the company culture.

"Come, open your mouth, ah~"

Seeing that the girl in front of her really opened her mouth, Suzune Sakura smiled and fed her the octopus balls in her hand.

"Senpai, I want to betray." Yui Mizukura was chewing something in his mouth and slurred his speech.

"If a beautiful girl is willing to feed me, I will want to betray it too." He sighed.

It's a pity that there is no one, so the lonely Mr. Chihara can only feed himself with a toothpick.

"Speaking of which, where are you going next?"

He glanced at the bag that was hanging from one arm, and consciously ate all the takoyaki in his hand, and threw the box into the trash can to make room for the two women next to him to shop.

"Next...... Sakura Suzune thought for a moment, "Wait for someone." ”

"Senpai and Truth-chan haven't come yet, saying they're still on the way."

"Who?"

Mr. Chihara seems to have heard a terrible name.

Suzune Sakura explained, "One is my direct senior, Saori Morning Morning, you should have heard of it...... The other one is my new junior. ”

The former one is definitely memorable, and the rest of the "truth" seems to be quite familiar.

Mr. Chihara thought for a moment and tried to ask, "That junior shouldn't have the surname Uchida, right?" ”

"How do you know?" The girl was surprised.

“……”

"At the moment, I just feel that Tokyo is so small, and I am an acquaintance when I go around."

He felt that the number of sighs today was the most in his life, so why was the joyful Mr. Chihara so sad?

Miss Truth looks at her tame personality, plus her brain doesn't seem to be very good, and it's a stupid feeling at first sight, full of two-dimensional cute girl characters.

It's a pity that another morning friend knew at a glance that it wasn't a good class, or Waseda was a top student, although the intelligence value may be slightly lower than that of Mr. Chihara, but the emotional intelligence on the panel is likely to be much higher than that of him with slight autism.

Especially when I first saw this person, the belly black attribute was really impressive.

"So, can Miss Morning stop poking me in the face? It hurts a little bit......"

Mr. Chihara had already tried to move away from the Fukai Ice Woman beside him, but unfortunately this guy seemed to be following him, and his handsome face was poked red by this woman's fingers.

"No! I didn't expect the 'new toy' that Sakura-kun line said was so interesting, but I just took a picture last time, so this time I want to get closer. ”

"It's not impossible to get close, I hope this morning lady can get close after my cowherd or rental boyfriend debuts." Mr. Chihara shook his head helplessly, "As long as I am willing to pay, I am willing to accept this kind of torture." ”

"Is Chihara-kun still engaged in this profession?"

Saori was surprised in the morning, and then took out her mobile phone and asked: "I don't know which APP is high, I'm going to try a monthly package, can I contract Chihara-kun's rest time during the New Year's holiday in the future?" ”

It is worthy of being a lady-level character, and one point is to prepare for the monthly card service.

"I was going to wait for an adult to do a vote, but now this idea has been successfully defeated by you." The boy frowned.

"Don't give up on your dreams!" The girl encouraged, "As a former colleague, cheering + external publicity is what I should do, and when the time comes, I will bring other female voice actors to order your order, and ensure that I will rush to the first place on the list in one go." ”

"Good guy, you want me to die!"

"I definitely don't have this kind of thought, I just want Qianyuan-kun to continue to shine on the road of selling beauty and achieve a beautiful story." She said with a smile.

Beneath this bright smile lies what kind of demonic soul it is.

Mr. Chihara paused, and sighed lightly, the evil crooked dream of making a fortune still seemed unreliable.

He raised his hand and signaled not to talk about this for the time being, and to eat what he had bought before.

"Miss Truth, takoyaki on the left and candy apples on the right, which one do you want?" He turned to look at the youngest and oldest juniors in the room.

"It's hard to choose ......"

Miss Uchida thought for a moment and hesitated, "Can you have both?" ”

"Since we're friends, of course we can." Mr. Chihara laughed and gave the large and small bags in his hand to Brother Uchida, who was glaring at him next to him.

"Thank you so much." Miss Truth bowed slightly, completely ignoring the desperate eyes of her younger brother Jun beside her.

"Well, it's delicious."

The girl even had a smile shining brightly.

Mr. Chihara is very curious about why Miss Ameow, who is the same age, is not as cute as this big sister at all, and if God gives him a chance to be re-elected, he must hope that the younger sister in his family will be the Uchida truth in front of him.

And his younger brother, Jun, who succeeded in becoming a coolie, sadly drank a bag of Coca-Cola, and if he could, he would prefer to stay at home and play games instead of running outside to carry his bag for others.

It's all to blame on this old classmate around me.

So he glared viciously, and then noticed that the other party seemed to have more bags on him.

The process of building a friendship between men is always as simple as this, just share the ups and downs.

As the only two coolies, the men glanced at each other, and could only silently follow the footsteps of the women who were happily strolling around the venue in front of them.

……

Tokyo's Sumida River has been used as a place for fireworks since ancient times, and it is also the venue for the largest fireworks display in Tokyo.

Of course, this is a place for fireworks, but it is not suitable for viewing.

Under the cherry blossom trees across the Sumida River, it was the goal of Mr. Chihara's group.

The viewing activities organized by the old friends gathering are just out to play, and they are not serious, because there are many social animals who are dressed quite casually today, and they are not deliberately taken care of, and they don't need to talk about what seating, and they can stay with whoever they want to get together.

"Hirata, you've been a big celebrity lately, I can be regarded as having a long vision, and if you open an office, you can open one, atmospheric." The production supervisor of the animation team next door gave a thumbs up again and again.

"It's just a small contribution, it's not famous." Hirata pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled modestly, "There are not many people under my hands, so for the time being, Mizukura and Takeda have been named." ”

"Doesn't this have to be seen on the face of the brothers, so that they can rub the land here to watch the fireworks? It's up to friends to lift up. He laughed.

"By the way, that little friend under my hand needs to be taken care of by you."

"Definitely, definitely." The 10-year-old overseer in the industry responds kindly.

"However, I doubt that the photo you sent, is there really someone in Japan who is as handsome as Takuya Kimura?" He said rigorously and worriedly, "It's a little unrealistic, I'm afraid that the other people on the scene will not agree......"

Bite one's tongue.

"Don't worry, my mobile phone is a bit old, the picture quality is still a little worse, that kid is somewhat unphotogenic, and the photo is only fifty percent of his own style." Hirata waved his hand.

"Are you sure?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll call him over now to make sure you're satisfied."

"You don't need it, young people just need to play at this time."

The old overseer raised one hand and shook it.

Hirata raised his glass, but he came by car today, so he just had a drink.

Anyway, just have fun, eat some meat with barbecue by the river, and drink anything.

"It's lifted, it's just a matter of position, it's all old guys, just stay with the people on my side."

The sound was so familiar that it reminded him of the good times when he was fishing.

Hirata turned his head and shuddered.

"President......" he muttered.

"I've run away, what's the name of the president, at least I have to add a surname in front of it." The mysterious man pursed his lips, took the cup on the portable table, drank it in one gulp, and waved his hand to signal for more.

The person who came was Hirata's old boss, and the current president of LM, Ezaki.

Before his old subordinate could speak, he preemptively blocked the conversation.

"Regarding the previous incident, the board of directors insisted on someone to bear the blame, and I can't help you."

"I was thinking of getting you another job."

"As a result, I didn't expect that now that you have become the president of your own business, don't talk about the previous title, and those who don't know think that I have a lot of money to force you overpower."

The middle-aged man in an old-fashioned kimono slowly raised his glass, raised his eyebrows, and touched one.

“…… Yes. ”

Hirata smiled calmly, and the cup in his hand was raised high, "One more walk." ”

……

It's a rare New Year, Matsuda sincerely looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky not far away, shook his body, and tried to dispel the chill in his body.

I don't know how the fireworks festival in Hokkaido went, but I want to go back and see it.

After a brief pause in his gaze, Matsuda put his hand back in his pocket.

There was no moon tonight, and the neon light was in the distance, and it couldn't be reflected in the civilian area here, so he sighed lightly into the palm of his hand and rubbed his hands again.

Fortunately, the bookstore was still open, and when he entered the door, he asked the clerk with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and obviously a little sleepy:

"I'm sorry, but do you still sell the novels of Sword Sanctuary here?"

"Yes, yes, do you want a new volume?"

"It's not." He shook his head, "Full." ”