Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 35 35. Dreams come after life

It was past nine o'clock when he woke up early the next morning. Sakurai Hayao sat up on the bed and stared blankly out of the window, inevitably feeling a little lonely.

Then he was interrupted by a hungry stomach. He didn't have any plans during the day. He wanted to go around and take a good look around. Up to now, he hasn't visited the neighborhood of his home carefully.

Still wearing blue clothes, he likes blue very much, but this time it is a sweatshirt.Grab your mobile phone and your rare and well-stocked wallet, and head out.

Walking in the small alley in front of the door, Sakurai Hayao realized that his house is really remote in the surrounding area, and the house looks relatively old. Maybe this is the reason why he doesn't live on the street?

I didn't know what to eat in the morning, so I went to the convenience store and got a rice ball and a bottle of yogurt.

After walking out along the intersection, there was finally some fireworks. Some neighbors greeted each other outside, and then left in a hurry, presumably because they were running for their families?
Just walking around like this, Sakurai Hayao came to an unknown park and decided to stop to rest.

After sitting down on a park seat, he just looked at the sky with blurred eyes, and he was still a little at a loss about the road ahead.

This is true whether it is the journey of wandering in reality or his own life path.

Although his job as a seiyuu is really smooth, but the conversation with Uncle Genji yesterday made him realize that he still doesn't regard seiyuu as his job in his heart.

The boy's academic performance seems to be not very good, and he has always dreamed of becoming a professional baseball player. Maybe his ability is not bad?
Then he wanted to drop out of school directly after the third year of junior high school and go to some amateur clubs to become a caddy, hoping to get in touch with some professional team players to enter the field.

Saying that, Sakurai Hayao patted Kazama Daigan on the shoulder, and he didn't care if his hand was knocked off

As he spoke, he bowed fiercely to Sakurai Hayao, and then ran away without looking at Daikan Kazama who was a little dumbfounded.

Looking at the woman who hesitated, he thought for a while and took out his old mobile phone, "That's good, I'll hand over my mobile phone to you, it contains all my personal and work contacts, it's quite troublesome to lose it .”

The woman quickly waved her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "You don't need to do this, Agan, I'll just ask you, I'll wait at the intersection ahead."

"You are very confident in your baseball skills, right? Come to the game! If you win, I don't care about your business. If you lose, just explain it to your mother."

Also, I think your idea is wrong. It is not easy to become a professional baseball player. You should listen to your mother and go back to school and study hard. "

"It's not whimsical! I'm very strong! And places like school..." He opened his sleeves as he spoke, Sakurai Jun saw his arm was bruised, and understood.

"I don't want to call you such a nosy brother." Dagan Kazama still had a bad attitude, but he sat down beside Sakurai Hayao leisurely.

"I like your current self-confidence. Yes, you will take it for granted if you win, but if you can lose even me, then I think it's better for you not to consider becoming a professional baseball player for the time being.

Sakurai Shun put away his phone, turned his head and shrugged at him, "Okay, you saw it too, your mother has already left, we can have a good talk next time, this kind of thing happened on a rare rest day."

The boy was wearing middle school clothes, and his mother was wearing work clothes that seemed to be from a convenience store. After listening for a while, he probably understood what happened.

Looking at Dagan Kazama who was a little surprised and surprised, Sakurai Hayao quickly interrupted him, "No, don't think too much, I'm a voice actress by profession, you can also regard me as a ramen stall owner."

Okay, some kids who feel like they need love.

Seeing the mother and son who were arguing more and more fiercely, the mother's eyes welled up with tears. The boy may know that he was wrong, but he just bowed his head and let the mother say no response, which is probably a poor thing that shouldn't appear. self-esteem?
Feeling a little irritable, Sakurai Hayao felt a little noisy, so he could only say to the other side, "Excuse me, can you stay away, I'm being disturbed."

"So you still don't say it. Although your parents may still be busy with their lives, they should pay more attention to you."

After clapping his hands, Sakurai Hayao made a decision.

Sure enough, Kazama came to be interested in baseball, "Of course I have confidence, but why do you want to compare baseball with me? Are you a professional?"

After all, this is not something that he can think about clearly in a period of time as he has been drifting with the tide. Maybe he can understand when he pays off Datian-san's debts with this job?
Let everything go with the flow.

"Then why didn't you tell your family?"

The boy really looked at him angrily, "I don't call you hello, I call Kazama Dagan! What do you know? I just listened to some words and educated me like an adult. You are not too old, you bastard!"

Kazama gave a disappointed 'tsk', "What's the point of comparing with you? Isn't it a matter of course that I won?"

It's better to go back to school. Every year, there are very few high school students who directly become professional baseball players. You are a junior high school student, and you don't study well, but you still want to be a professional baseball player?

"Hey, you're still young, right? Let me advise you, when you don't have the ability to survive independently, it's better not to fall out with your family.

Sakurai Jun smiled, "That's right, what can't be said? So why do you want to drop out of school? What's more whimsical, want to be a professional player?"

"When your mother comes over in a while, just apologize to her and explain your thoughts and experiences clearly. You are relatives after all, and you shouldn't have such secrets."

Dagan Kazama seemed a little annoyed, "Damn it, come here, see if I don't beat you bastard!"

"What's the use of talking? They only care about whether my grades have dropped and whether I've been obedient in school. They won't see them at all when I get home every day. They'll just be busy all day long."

Looking at Daikan Kazama who continued to bow his head in silence, Sakurai Hayao understood that language was not enough. His eyes suddenly saw the schoolbag he put aside, with a baseball bat slanted inside. .

"It's because you didn't make it clear that I don't understand, so you want to talk to me? Oh, yes, my name is Sakurai Jun. You can call me Sakurai brother or A Jun brother, I can do it."

"I don't want to talk to you, you don't understand anything." Dagan Kazama refused to communicate.

Sakurai Jun thinks that selling song CDs seems to make a lot of money, so let's work harder on idol activities.

To put it bluntly, do you underestimate this profession too much? "

The two stopped to look at him, and then he stopped the mother who was about to apologize, and looked at the boy who seemed to be turning her anger on him

Sakurai Jun didn't answer him, turned to look at his anxious mother aside, and smiled, "Can you give me your child? Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. Some things are still the same age after all. Would it be better to talk about it?"

Suddenly he was interrupted by a quarrel, he couldn't help but looked over, and found that it was a mother and son.

Maybe the ramen stand is more important to him than that, Sakurai Hayao smiled self-deprecatingly.

Whimsical child.

Sakurai Hayao didn't respond, and he followed the angry man to the baseball field in the park.

Then I heard Kazama Daigan say the rules, "You should have watched a baseball game, right? We will each be a hitter once, whoever fails to hit the ball thrown by the opponent in one round will not score, and whoever gets five points first No matter who wins."

"Just keep hitting the balls thrown by the opponent, right?" Sakurai Jun confirmed that he had never watched a baseball game.

"Just treat it like this."

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