April 8th, spring.

On Sunday, the weather was exceptionally sunny.

"Why do you have to work on Sundays......"

Listening to the chattering complaints of his younger sister outside the crack in the door, Chihara rubbed his eyes, lifted the quilt, which was already a lot thinner, and sat up.

The sun was shining outside the window, and through the gap in the curtains, it slipped into the house and became the only source of light.

"Aha-"

The boy yawned, tilted his head, covered his face, and waited a little longer to sober up.

yes, why do you have to go to work again!

I miss the time off from home.

"Yuan Bao, are you awake? If I don't move, I'm going to come in~"

"If you want to come in, whatever you want, I'll be wearing all the clothes anyway." He stared straight at the plain ceiling, but it was as if he saw a higher blue sky and white clouds.

The volume is very light, and the tone is like a cloud in the sky, not contaminated with any emotional color.

From a certain point of view, Zhuda Caimeow inexplicably feels a little scary.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of getting up.

Take a long sigh of relief.

The boy took out one from the tissue box on the bedside table, wiped his eyes, and muttered, "Zhuda, you woke up early today......

In the past, I still went to wake her up by calling a series of death-killing calls, why is it the other way around today?

"I can't help it, I'm so excited to think that Yuan Bao is going to be a chef who can order me at will today." The girl raised her chin triumphantly.

Chihara, who was still a little sleepy after a night's sleep, patted his cheek, still looking dazed, and only subconsciously asked, "Then what do you want to eat for breakfast?" ”

"How's it going?"

"Okay."

Put on your slippers and pull the door open.

Outside the door, the younger sister of the year crossed her arms and looked directly at the boy in the bedroom as if she was ready to go.

[His short hair is still messy, and his slender figure is wrapped in loose bright yellow pajamas, which makes him even more delicate, and it is hard to imagine that such a young body can bear the burden of a family. 】

[The skin is crystal clear, the face is exquisite, the long eyelashes are like a crescent moon, and the dark eyes are obviously tired and sleepy, like a school of silver-scaled fish wandering aimlessly in the dark night. 】

Takeda Caimeow looked at the boy and blinked.

Chihara glanced back with half-squinted eyes.

"Top!"

The girl's eyes were firmly fixed on the position of her collarbone, and she unconsciously let out a sigh of admiration, taking a photo along the way, and then tweeting to show the astringency of her brother in the next year.

Obviously, I usually dress up like this, why is it so tempting to look like I haven't woken up today?

"Don't be crazy." The boy opened his eyes and reminded.

"No way, I've waited too long." Nian Shang's sister spread out her palms and said helplessly.

Motioning to her back to the living room sofa with her eyes, Chihara pushed open the door of the bathroom and prepared to wash.

But after a while, my sister was anxious again.

"It's so slow~" she couldn't help but urge.

"It's only been ten minutes." Chihara said vaguely as he was washing, he now had a toothbrush in his mouth, and his slender fingers were gripping the handle of the toothbrush, and he was slowly cleaning his teeth.

Takeda Caimeow glanced at the phone time.

Really.

But the ten minutes felt like two hours.

Today's breakfast is tamagoyaki, served with milk that has just been warmed.

It tastes very good, after all, it was made by a Lv.5 cooking superpower.

Zhuda Caimeow touched her belly, thinking of the dinner gift package of the young brother in front of her, only to feel that her tongue was dry, and she had the illusion of being on fire.

The fried food is delicious, but there is also the possibility of getting rich.

"I'm kind of tempted to change the menu......" Takeda Aya Meow looked distressed.

"Dinner is easy to say, lunch is just finished when I am done, if you want to say change, I will kill you immediately." Chihara frowned.

"Hmm......" Zhuda scratched his head in annoyance, "But this stack, let me hold several lunch boxes?" ”

"Who made you want to eat so many ...... at once," Chihara glanced at her.

"Install less, anyway, it's a trial product, just pinch every point." Zhuda Caimeow whispered and quietly raised her eyes from the box full of bentos, her tone fluttering.

After all, it is not excluded that there is a probability of failure, and there is no need to eat it all up with a conscience.

There is also a benefit.

It's not going to be cheekily robbed by the junior who is particularly good at pretending to be cute.

……

Humming a little tune as usual, I went downstairs to ride my best friend, opened the map of Tokyo in my head, and walked through the streets and alleys. It's not to brag, he's familiar with the road now, and it's very stable to be a taxi driver.

My sister-chan let go of her arms around her waist, and the girl who jumped off the bicycle habitually pulled her hair, and then turned around and beckoned.

"Yuan Bao, see you in the evening."

"Can you stop calling it that? It's a bit disgusting......"

"Shy?" The girl asked, tilting her head and smiling.

“……”

Then, Takeda Caimeow's ears were as keen as a cat's to capture a "squeak" sound.

There is no doubt that you can see with your eyes that this is the sound of the younger brother's clenched fists.

So my sister didn't dare to talk any more, so she ran into the tram platform.

In the early morning of Sunday, there are still fewer pedestrians on the road than on weekdays, after all, some companies are reluctant to pay overtime, and even need to apply to work overtime, and there are really effective laws to limit the overtime hours, so the social animals who have been busy for a week can finally rest at home today.

Some shops that are not in the middle of a busy street are closed on Sundays and other holidays.

It's just a pity that Mr. Chihara has to get up early to go to work with such a small salary.

In parks, streets, and even some scenic spots, with the spring breeze blowing, the pale red cherry blossoms will overflow the eyes, and the long wind from afar will send them away from the branches, through the flowers and trees, through the crowds of people, and the wind and dust will be dyed with fragrance and beauty.

Riding a bicycle along the road, I was woken up by my sister earlier than usual, and I could commute leisurely, and I stopped by the way to take a few photos of the cherry blossoms blowing in the wind and tweeted them.

When Chihara arrived at the recording studio of the anime "There Must Be My Sister", there were only a few voice actors in the entire lounge.

It's not that people haven't come yet.,It's that there aren't many voice actors needed for today's episode.,Except for the male lead.,There are only a few voice actors.。

There is no role of Bamboo Color.

It also does not include Shimada Nobunaga, who plays the male protagonist's father.

Meddlesome!

"Good morning, Chihara-kun."

"Good morning."

Say hello to the staff who arrived early with a 100% dedicated professional smile.

The boy who entered the rest room with half-squinted eyelids swept his gaze to the corner of the place, the feng shui treasure that belonged to him in the past was now occupied by the morning yarn with a sleepy face.

He frowned inadvertently and looked away, but could not find a satisfactory position.

The idea of moving another place was shattered.

Annoying, let's destroy.

He was also sleepy to death, he took out a toffee from his pocket, unpacked it, stuffed it into his mouth, Shi Shiran sat down, and sat across from the morning yarn.

Spread out the manuscript and prepare to read it.

And Yu Guang noticed that there were seniors who came, and before he could look up to see clearly, he casually said hello.

"Good morning."

The voice was a little hoarse.

Chihara, who heard the sound, glanced at her, her face was no longer as ruddy as before, she was slightly pale and sickly, and she looked very unenergetic.

"Good morning."

The girl shook her body as if frightened, looked up suddenly, and looked at the boy with a surprised expression, her lips twitching, but she was speechless.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”

In the morning, Saori lowered her head and continued to study the script, but her voice was still a little hoarse, and she coughed uncomfortably from time to time.

The two didn't talk much more.

Feeling the enjoyment of chewing milk candy in his mouth and the sweetness coming from the tip of his tongue, Chihara sank his heart and began to pay attention to the notebook in his hand, turning a few more pages.

Anyway, every time she meets this guy, her attitude seems to be different, sometimes cheerful, sometimes dark-bellied, sometimes quiet, today it seems to be taking a restrained route.

Mr. Chihara, as an old social person who has experienced a hundred battles and can read the air, should still cooperate.

The studio was quiet and perfect for recharging and relaxing.

So, nervous morning lady, don't worry, I'm such a measured existence, and I will never disturb you with this rare experience before the work begins!

The girl sat in the corner, and the boy sat by the doorway, and there was a lot of space in the middle, and this distance was called IQ!

Mr. Chihara, who realized that he had already understood, how could he take the initiative to ask for trouble?

From the beginning to the end, he carried out this attitude of self-preservation.

Especially for this senior, if you can't get close, don't get close.

However, I haven't read two pages of the script, and the coughing of the seniors is becoming more and more intense, and even makes people doubtful, if it goes on like this, there will be no problems with the throat, right?

For a moment, the boy thought the same thing.

He looked up, and when he turned his head to look, Saori was covering her mouth in the morning and taking a deep breath, and her face was sickly flushed with coughing, which looked even more shocking to her pale face like a bright poppy.

He lowered his head and flipped through the script again to confirm that there seemed to be no coughing episode from beginning to end today.

"Really cold?" He couldn't help but turn his head and ask.

"Hmm."

The voice was faint and inaudible.

She gasped for a while, and after her breath had stabilized, she eased up, took out the thermos cup from her bag, and took a few sips slowly.

At this time, Chihara noticed that there was something strange about her lips, which were neither thin nor thick.

The appearance of high-grade lip gloss is jelly-like, but it still can't hide the paleness that comes with when you are sick, especially the sickness on your complexion, which is obviously not something that acting can do.

The thin eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, like a heart-wrenching heroine in a period movie.

Saori's cough in the morning after drinking water has eased, but there is still a slight intermittent light cough.

"Do you want sugar?"

"Sugar?"

In the morning, Saori turned her head and looked at Chihara in surprise, with puzzlement in her eyes.

Anyone who is uncomfortable will be a little dazed when they hear words that look like coaxing a child to be quiet, and she is no exception, but when she is at a loss, she has another layer of thoughts, which are based on the senses and the character's scripted experience.

[Is he trying to brush my favorability?] 】

The girl held the water bottle in her hand for a moment, and felt more and more that this possibility was possible.

"Chihara-kun, although it's very rude, but ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, the boy consciously moved his butt again, retreated to prevent infection, he never wore a mask without hay fever, and now it can only be like this.

Then he took a throat lozenge out of his pocket and threw it over.

"You ......"

Saori could only close her mouth in the morning, and began to prepare for this candy in a little panic, but fortunately, she has practiced the piano since she was a child, and in terms of flexibility of hands and feet, she is not inferior to people who often exercise, and she steadily catches the throat lozenges that fly over.

"So you brought throat lozenges?" She said abruptly, her eyes wide.

This can be a great relief for sore throat caused by severe coughing.

She thought that Chihara was just talking, just to brush up on favorability.

After all, in the past, what came out of his pocket was either cola candy or fruit juice gummies, which was not suitable for patients in itself, and anyway, whether he had it or not, Saoriichi in the morning would definitely refuse verbally.

But before she could say this generous and rude refusal, the candy actually appeared in front of her.

actually threw it over so chicly.

"Yesterday, when I went to play an episode of Miscellaneous Fish B, which exited, Matsuda gave it to me, I didn't like it very much, so I didn't move, and now it's just right for his seniors in the same company." Chihara said quietly.

She looked at the boy again, and there was no deep meaning in his happy countenance, only to hear him continue to hum as if he had finished the second half of his sentence.

"Is it weird to have candy?" Puzzled, he asked, "Why are your eyes so rude?" ”

"No, no."

Although Saori had seen him many times in the morning, he pulled out the candy from the pocket that didn't know how much it contained.

However, in the past, there were all kinds of fruit juice, cola, and milk-flavored candies, but this is the first time I've heard that he has a throat lozenge.

The girl shook her head, unwrapped the wrapper, and put the gray-brown transparent throat lozenge in her mouth.

A cool, faint sweet smell spreads from the tip of the tongue to the entire mouth, then turns straight down, gradually soothing the burning pain of the maggots in the throat.

"I feel better now, thank you."

"Hmm."

The man bowed his head, and after receiving the reply, he brewed his emotions for a while, and then smiled like a spring breeze, and a textbook Tokyo Yasa West Pool Noodle handsome guy appeared.

The handsome guy hesitated for a few seconds.

"Can you change the position? I prefer your side......" He gestured to the bottom of Saori's ass in the morning.

"No other requirements?"

The girl frowned, inexplicably looking at the younger generations who entered the play in a second.

"Absolutely not!"

"Don't want LINE and contact information?" The girl blinked her eyes, and her shot was a bloody spurt, turning Mr. Chihara's good intentions into ill-intentioned.

The boy was slightly stunned and suspicious.

"I'm afraid of being asked for your contact information, right? In case you send a harassing text message every once in a while, you might as well let me die directly. ”

……

Fortunately, the good-tempered senior finally gave up his seat.

Coming to his favorite position, Chihara inadvertently showed a refreshing bright smile, and then leaned straight against the wall and dozed off.

Yes, it would be too painful for anyone to go out and go seven days a week to get back to work.

I hope to finish the sophomore year as soon as possible, so that I can easily take a vacation again.

In the morning, Saori also quieted down with interest, and as the lozenges slowly dissolved in the mouth, the number of coughs began to decrease, and the degree became much lighter.

Mint-flavored throat lozenges combined with warm water, which is now slightly cool, provide better relief.

After about half an hour, the sound supervisor knocked lightly on the door and made a sound, informing him that it was time to record.

A few people who were originally sitting in the rest room hurriedly got up and prepared to walk into the recording studio.

As soon as Saori entered the door in the morning, she bumped into the sound supervisor.

"Morning San?"

"Didn't Sakura-san say that you had a cold and deliberately asked for leave? Are you alright? He asked in surprise, obviously not expecting someone to come to the recording studio at this moment.

"The cold is getting better." Saori replied with a smile in the morning, "It's out of the way, thank you for your concern." ”

"Are you alright?" The man was a little suspicious, "Don't force yourself too much, the matter of the inclusion can be put on hold for a few days, and the top priority is to recover from the illness first." ”

"It's really good."

"Okay then."

With another thank you for your concern, Saori pursed her lips and walked into the recording studio in the morning.

Chihara, who was following behind, frowned, looked at the back of the girl in front of him, and gently rubbed his fingers involuntarily against the table.