Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 105 101. Accepting New Things Is Easy
On Friday, May 5th, it was time to record the subtrack.

Sakurai Hayao put on that pink sweater, he was hesitant to buy a pink summer suit, after all, "Sakuraso" has 24 chapters.

If there are some activities or accidents in the middle, maybe the recording work can be completed in autumn.

Today is another day to go to the two-story building alone.

At 5:34 in the evening, Sakurai Jun arrived at the door of the small building.

Glancing at the phone, leaning against the electric pole next to him, he looked up and counted the exact number of wires.

"Yo Jun, why are you outside?"

He was patted on the shoulder, and the first thing he saw when he turned his head was a beret, with a wisp of white smoke floating from below.

"Uncle Kamoshi, it's better to do this kind of thing less, maybe you will be beaten, if you don't look like me."

A cough.

"You, I regret it a little. I'm so familiar with you. So why are you waiting outside?"

"Oh, I made an appointment with senior to meet at the door at 55 minutes, so I want to wait for her here."

"Sakura? Isn't she just..."

"Mr. Kamoshi! Forget it, it's only been a while, you junior, good evening, have you had dinner?"

Turning his head and looking over, it was Sakura Lingyin in a dark blue sweater, Sakurai Hayao looked a little helpless.

"Senior, why don't you..."

"Okay, let's go in, it's almost time to play."

His arm was pulled, but he didn't resist, and walked into the room obediently. Kamo Shida touched his chin and followed behind the two with a smile.

Only a faint Mars appeared in situ.

……

After going upstairs, the two walked into the small room at the back. Sakurai Jun didn't see the traces of being sorted this time, and there was a large machine that he didn't recognize on the side facing the window.

There was a table at the back with two small microphones on it. Sakurai Hayao and Sakura Lingyin stepped forward and sat in front of the microphones.

Chanko-san sitting next to him is writing a book.

"Senior, is there such a thing as a script today?"

Sakurai put the backpack on the table, took out the milk biscuits from it, Sakura Lingyin curled his lips, and still took the small bites to eat.

"It's hard to say, but Chanko-san may be writing another script. His work is surprisingly popular."

A round palm took out a few biscuits from the bag, causing Sakura Lingyin to glare.

"Crack, chew, chew, Sakura, I'm writing your radio script, so be careful what you say. This biscuit is so delicious."

Sakurai Hayao scratched his head, took out another bag from his backpack, writer Sang took it with Sakura Lingyin's reluctant eyes.

"Sakurai-kun, I really still like you very much, don't rush to leave for a while, I have something to tell you."

After speaking, he lowered his head and began to write something, eating a small biscuit from time to time.

"Senior, why is there no camera today, isn't it recorded in real time?"

Sakura Lingyin glanced up and down at him strangely, suddenly realized.

"Could it be that the younger generation likes the feeling of looking at the camera? Very good, very good, I will call the staff to prepare for you alone..."

Seeing the pitiful look in Sakurai's costume, she sighed and couldn't continue.

"It's different. After all, it's mainly animation, and our sub-soundtrack may not be listened to by many people."

"Isn't it possible to touch fish?"

Sakurai's eyes lit up.

There was a coughing sound from behind, it was Hitoshi Akata Chuan.

"Sakurai-kun, it's a little difficult for me to do this, be serious, maybe you have fans of yours?"

Sakurai Hayao's face was serious for a moment, and he turned his head and nodded seriously at him. Hitoshi Akatagawa wanted to say something, but was called away by others.

He collapsed in an instant, with a lifeless expression on his face.

"It's over, it's over, maybe there will be no such job, and the main player will have to change."

Sakura Lingyin almost choked on the biscuit, quickly drank the water brought to him, and then patted Sakurai Hayao's arm again and again to express his dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry senior, is this going to start?"

Sakurai saw that the screen above started to play the OP. The opening song was full of girls' voices, and Sakurai heard Sakura Lingyin in it.

"Hi everyone, welcome to the first episode of 'Sakurasou, I'll watch it with you'. My name is Sora Kanda, Hayao Sakurai."

"Shiina Mashiro, Sakura Rinne."

Looking at the large blank in the script, Sakurai Hayao had the illusion that he could do it himself, thought for a while, and covered his microphone.

"Senior, can this be closed?"

He was answered with astonished eyes. Sakurai Hayao tilted his head, blinked, and saw the indicator light of the microphone next to him.

"Ahem, cough, I was just asking senior if we should close the windows at the back, the air is still a little cold at night."

Sakurai Hayao pushed the chair after speaking, stood up and stamped his feet under the snickering expressions of the staff, and sat down after a few seconds.

"Yeah, I'm back, the windows are closed, do you feel the voice is clearer? Although I can't see your answers, that's all."

Chanko-san's laughter arrived late.

"Yes, yes, the wind is quite strong at night. Just like Mashiro in the animation, you are not allowed to take off your clothes to sleep at night, and the windows must be closed tightly, as well as the door. Do not let strange people in."

Sakura Lingyin gritted her teeth when she said that, Sakurai Jun looked around and spread his hands towards her.

"Senior, don't look at me when you're talking, okay? I'm not this kind of person. If you want to say this kind of strange person, it's really Mitaka Jin who was assisted by Sakurai Takahiro-san, right?"

Sakura Lingyin looked at the words that were completely different from the script, her eyes were a little desperate, and she frantically gestured to Chanko-san who was shaking her shoulders.

Sakurai Hayao was still talking.

"Here is an additional setting. Fans who only watch anime may not understand that although Jin Mitaka likes Misaki Uikusa, his previous lover was her sister, Fuka Uikusa, what a strange man."

After speaking, there was a bit of unbearable jealousy in his tone, probably.

"Well, it's like this, oh, in this scene here, it turns out that Aoyama Nanami might like Kanda Sorata, right? Tell him everything, and in the last episode, he persuaded him to leave Sakurasou."

Sakurai Lingyin didn't read the text at all, and gave the innocent Sakurai Jun a look while speaking.

"Ahahaha, maybe, but Kanda Sorata himself wants to leave Sakurasou.

Oh, here, here, it is true that the more people want to avoid things, the more they have to experience them. So Kanda Sorata was decided to take care of Shiina Mashiro, and a wonderful youth story unfolded.

But it turns out that Mitaka Jin is a negative teaching material. Although he is also an ordinary genius, what kind of life is it every day?Nurse or something. "

"Put away your strange expression, it's just a setting, a setting."

Sakurai Lingyin turned off his microphone slowly and methodically, followed by Sakurai Hayao's dumbfounded expression, and then he ate a biscuit and took a sip of water.

He turned on the microphone without changing his expression.

"Then add a setting. Ordinary geniuses are also geniuses. Sakurasou is a gathering place for all kinds of geniuses. The ordinary person Kanda Sorata is completely out of place."

You say ordinary people don't look at me, I'm not an ordinary person at all, okay?

The corner of Sakurai's mouth twitched.

"Okay, it's almost over here, every Friday Sakurasou will broadcast a new episode, if you like it, please don't forget the time, I will be with you as soon as possible.

Shiina Mashiro, Sakura Lingyin. "

"Sorata Kanda, Hayao Sakurai."

"Welcome everyone to watch and listen, goodbye~"×2
This time, it is really possible to turn off the microphone. Sakurai Jun watched the working light of the microphone go out, and then stood up and danced.

Sakura Lingyin looked at him with a smile, drinking from time to time, she had eaten a lot of biscuits just now.

"Although something is wrong, there is nothing wrong with it. There is no need to make additional recordings. Let's end this job like this."

Ming Tianchuanren appeared, said such a sentence, and then disappeared.

"Then let's find a place to eat."

It is chanko-san.

(End of this chapter)