You can't win 'em all.

Life is like mountaineering, perhaps because we care too much about reaching the top of the mountain, we often set off in a hurry without carefully choosing the path, so some people step on the avenue, some people walk into the path, some people run to the shortcut, and some people break into the dangerous road.

Some roads are smooth and smooth, bringing you stability or mediocrity; Some roads are rugged and steep, which will bring you excitement or harm.

The boy, on the other hand, is not in a hurry or impatient, and he actually enjoys the fulfillment and beauty of "walking on the road" more than the pride of going up desperately until he stands on the top of the mountain and has an unobstructed view from the top down.

Bicycle stops and stops, and you can walk leisurely through the intricate traffic lines of Tokyo, and you can clearly hear details that you wouldn't normally pay attention to.

Take a look at this bustling city with leisure and elegance.

Unfortunately, this is a place where life is ridiculously fast-paced, and if you talk about it in Kyoto, you will be in a more relaxed mood.

The boy took a deep breath of the scent of flowers in the wind and continued to ride.

There is a light tune in the wind.

Set off in the early morning of this day, the dew has not disappeared, and the birds are singing among the branches.

Bow your head slightly, gently flip the electric switch, and the speed of the car is very slow.

With his head stuffy, the man drove slowly from memory alone, and his forehead hair was stirred by the breeze on the pavement.

People like him have always disliked to tense their nerves for a long time, and when it is time to relax, they must have a good rest, especially in this rare state of stealing half a day of leisure, and they don't need to care much about the coercion and temptation of money, just humming a song on this road and moving straight forward.

Leisurely and pleasant.

However, in reality, many people are lost in the hustle and bustle of this big city, running for their own lives day after day.

It's so sad that I haven't even thought about what I'm pursuing.

From the University of Tokyo's Komaba, you will pass by Tomizaka and Honfuji in Bunkyo Ward, Mansebashi and Kanda in Chiyoda.

Passing through a verdant grove by chance, being in a noisy metropolis can also be in the vibrant nature, Chihara's body and soul seem to be washed clean inside and out, and it is inexplicably a lot easier.

Suddenly forget the sorrow that he had mistakenly ordered.

Above.

"Again, the reason why I was late was because I slept and woke up late, and I definitely didn't get lost halfway!" Chihara nodded extra hard.

Yuma Uchida, who was standing in front of him, was silent for a few seconds, rearranged the baseball cap he was wearing backwards, raised his wrist harshly, and stared intently at the watch.

"You have a minute left to plead." He touched the baseball bat he had brought with him today and reminded him.

"Brother, you're too strict, aren't you?" Chihara scratched his head, "Even if my teacher in high school dominated physical education class every day, at least every morning he would give five minutes to do eye exercises to rest and rest......"

Even the aliens from M78 have three minutes of free time.

"Huh."

Yuma Uchida glanced at him indifferently, "We are in the same class for three years in high school, why don't I know when our teacher was so strict?" ”

If Yuoma encounters any teacher who dares to play like this, he can definitely guarantee that the "Parent-Teacher Association", which is responsible for "protecting the weak", will definitely strike hard.

“…… Is it possible that we weren't on the same plane at the time? The young man sighed silently and said calmly.

"It's not a plane...... it's okay"

Yuma Uchida sneered, rubbing his fingers, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Talking nonsense with her eyes open, no wonder the old lady would say that this friend is the best at flamboyant tongue.

"By the way, you only have ten seconds left to rush backstage to attend the 'final' meet-and-greet of Sanhua Reya."

He took out his baseball bat and waved it a few times, reminding his high school classmates that they would be ready to go to the dinner later.

……

Mari Uchida, who was waiting for the car, couldn't help but yawn, looked around for a while, and found that no one seemed to notice, so he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed the tips of his hair again.

This year's summer arrived on time, it was hot and humid for so long, and the temperature plummeted after a rain last night, which can finally be called suitable for human habitation.

Walking out of the house leisurely, the girl raised her palm in front of her forehead, avoiding the bright white sunlight, and looked up at the blue sky from between her fingers.

Sunny and clear.

A lively little jump avoids the shallow puddle next to the telephone pole and walks leisurely.

Occasionally lift your head and reach out to pull your hair to one side.

When I came today, the road was still wet, and my shoes were slightly stained with water and dust, and I needed to clean it up again.

After a little redress, the girl looked at the beauty in the mirror, and couldn't help but praise the beauty in her heart.

There is also such a beautiful Miss Uchida who is about to attend the meeting of "Sanka Reya".

I'm looking forward to it!

But it's best to catch up on the sleep before you start, in case of another accident, it will be really hopeless......

Early this morning, Yuma Uchida, who was in charge of reminding Miss Uchida not to oversleep, knocked desperately outside her door for a while, but saw that it was completely ineffective.

The helpless younger brother Jun decisively used the old method.

- Shout "Nesan, it's late".

Hearing this, Miss Uchida, who was still sleeping beautifully, suddenly instinctively straightened up, and even the pillow was thrown into the air.

"What a terrible nightmare......"

Very healthy long breath.

Half-asleep, Mari Uchida opened his eyes half-open in a daze, and leaned down on the window with his whole body weak, listening to the ticking of the second hand of the clock hand on the side, and the sound of a train passing by the tracks not far away.

"Nesan, don't bother when you're already awake...... Uchida Yuma couldn't help but urge, looking down from time to time at the electronic watch that seemed to be very urgent, and the numbers kept beating.

"It's coming, it's coming, ha-"

The girl rubbed her eyes, straightened up and moved down, then patted her cheek and urged herself to wake up.

However, it is clear that today is the offline meeting of Miss Uchida's "Sanhua Reya", why is Yuma more anxious than her?

She was genuinely curious about the question.

At breakfast, his younger brother Jun just lowered his head and looked at his phone, completely lacking his previous vitality. Then he suddenly sneered, and his eyes flashed with doubt, speculation, shock, and deep meaning, and then the feelings that can only be described as "complicated".

In short, particularly diverse.

Ask him if there is anything on his mind, if there is anything that has not gone well recently?

Or is it falling out of love again?

Yuma didn't answer.

Just continue to eat the bread jam sandwich while sipping milk. Playing with his mobile phone, he suddenly stood up inexplicably and took the time to walk to the door.

When he came back, he was holding a steel metal hollow baseball bat that he liked in high school in his arms and stroking non-stop, and at the same time, his dark and mysterious eyes still exuded a strong war intent and a high desire for revenge.

Sitting at the opposite table, Uchida Marimana faintly felt that a killing intent was constantly surging, exploding, and increasing.

Glancing at him, Uchida hesitated for a while, but chose to speak.

"Yuma, are you going to play with your friends in the future?"

"Yes, I'm going to play today."

Yuma Uchida nodded with great affirmation and force.

Mari Uchida nodded approvingly.

After all, it's always good to love sports, whether it's aerobic or not, it's definitely healthier than a lazy dog who doesn't want to move.

The buzzing reminder notification from the female agent wakes up Mari Uchida, who is drowsy and immersed in memories, and when she opens her eyes in panic, she realizes that the long-awaited train has arrived early.

The yellow light that was constantly flickering and beeping in front of her seemed to remind a certain sleepy lady that she was running out of time.

Rushing into the carriage, the girl raised her little hand, said "sorry" in a nice voice, squeezed into the queue of the ladies' carriage, moved along the wall of the carriage, and came to the corner.

When the train moved again, the carriage shook slightly.

The sunlight from outside pours into the interior of the carriage, kissing each passenger's cheek gently and warmly.

Mamiru Uchida chose to turn his back a little so that he wouldn't get too sunburned.

Then she tiptoed up from her small bag and unzipped it, took out a youth love light novel with the second disease as the protagonist, and took this opportunity to slowly flip through it.

It seems to be a good day lately, and the number of animated works is visible to the naked eye.

But it's a pity that since "Sanhua Limi", I haven't gotten any unexpectedly good roles in the last few times.

Recently, Ms. Uchida has been wondering what the reason is.

Did you miss out on acting or emotional errors?

As a voice actor, Uchida still doesn't know much about the selection methods within animation companies and the selection tendency of sound supervisors.

Skill, fit, or cost-effective salary?

I couldn't guess it.

However, she has experienced first-hand how fierce and outrageous the competition in the voice actor industry audition is.

The current audition will have both well-known seniors and mainstay veterans, as well as fledgling resilient newcomers...... Almost every rank has high-level players participating.

It can only be described in one sentence of horror.

Mamito Uchida admits that he doesn't seem to be the top kind of person in terms of hard work or talent, and of course, it's the same when the two are added together.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have lost the competition for so long after the dispersal of the Chinese rites.

After thinking about it, I feel that there should be some truth in the words of a certain flamboyant senior.

"That should be a soul match, right? Achieved a 100% synchronization rate even like Shinji-kun and the purple long-legged robot of 400%? ”

"Although Miss Uchida is several grades inferior to my wife in terms of hardware configuration, whether it is appearance, figure, work and rest and personality......"

(The girl's eyes here are slightly murderous)

"But the voice actor is like this, if you are lucky enough to meet that kind of character who fits like your own reflection, and communicate with your heart, when the acting, mood and picture are integrated, the story of another dimension will become a reality...... If you have to pursue this kind of fate, you still have to ask God why he makes you so similar. ”

Of course, the picture that someone is referring to here is a comic, after all, it is quite difficult to really substitute the storyboard sketch of the real scene.

The girl turned her head sideways, looking at the sunlit and shining street scene from afar, and suddenly felt a little sentimental, after all, she may never meet a suitable character like Sanhua Reya again......

After a while, she rubbed the tail of her hair in amusement.

Really, what do you want to do so much, just get off the train when you get to the station.

Just keep going.