Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 106 The wild cattery has a new owner.

"Are you worried that I'll fail the interview?" Takeda asked, looking at his face on the train going home from Shinjuku.

"I calculated the time. Except for you, the shortest time the others stayed in there was fifteen minutes," he said.

"And me?"

"One less song."

"It feels like I've been in there for a long time... and it's not fast enough." Takeda couldn't help but complain.

"What did you ask?"

"Name, age, why you want to be a voice actor, what type of anime you like, what scenes you think you are good at, a performance in which you decide the voice and scene yourself, and an impromptu performance given by the interviewer." Takeda counted on his fingers, remembering it clearly.

"How did you answer?" he asked.

"You ask me questions and I answer them." She said excitedly, not at all like she wanted to go home and rest as soon as possible.

"Please introduce yourself." He cleared his throat and asked in a pretentious manner.

"It's not that serious!" Takeda didn't answer the first question properly.

"You are eliminated, go back." He looked at her and made a judgment.

"Why!" Takeda protested.

"How is it possible that a newcomer would talk back to the interviewer?" He asked her after returning to normal.

"But you weren't a good interviewer just now!" Takeda said. "The seniors at SS are very gentle with the newcomers. No one puts on airs."

"Now I know." The implication is that Takeda did not tell me in advance.

"Then, let's start over again." Takeda clapped his hands, indicating to start over.

"Please introduce yourself." This time he didn't pinch his throat.

"Takeda Qi, sixteen years old." Takeda said.

"That's all?" he wondered.

"What else?" Takeda also returned to the state of chatting.

"For example, favorite animals, the city you want to live in, where you go to work or school, etc."

"These have nothing to do with voice acting, right?"

"Too."

"next."

"Why do you want to be a voice actor?"

“I like dubbing.”

"You can't keep going just by liking something."

"That will only be revealed with time," Takeda said suddenly.

He was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but question, "Is this the answer you gave on the spot during the interview?"

"Is there a problem?" Takeda asked curiously.

In his impression, this person was not capable of giving such an answer that could divert the conflict.

"What kind of anime do you like to watch?"

“When I have time to watch TV, I watch everything that’s on.”

"You're lying," he exposed her on the spot. "I skipped all the animations when I changed channels last night. I didn't stop once."

"Ah... Are you planning to tell Senior Natsume about this?" Takeda was fearless.

"What kind of scenes do you think you're good at?"

"Voice actor interview." Takeda answered.

He couldn't stand it: "Is that really the answer?"

"Really." Takeda's tone was sincere and his eyes were genuine.

"Will they think I'm being clever?"

"Maybe... I don't know..." Takeda said, and couldn't help laughing again, "I'm kidding, I wouldn't say that."

"So what are you good at?"

"When they asked me this question, I just demonstrated it," Takeda said. "Do you remember the role I auditioned for in 'The Wasteful Hero'?"

"So two problems became one."

"Well, this even became a reason for that male senior to deduct points during the grading process."

Thirty-seven points. Even if all three points were deducted by the same person, the lowest score is higher than the average score of some newcomers in interviews.

"What's the final scene?" he asked finally.

"Hmm..." Takeda thought for a moment and organized his words, "'You and Yuma were childhood sweethearts, but you transferred schools in junior high school, while he stayed in the local school. In high school, you were admitted to the same high school again. When you were chatting after a long time, a girl who was even prettier than you took Yuma's arm.'"

"A very classic scene." He blurted out, but when he thought about it carefully, this kind of plot seemed to appear more in light novels in another world, but not so much in youth love comedies.

Maybe he just didn't watch enough.

"How can it be a classic..." Takeda probably read even less than he did.

"How did you solve the problem?" he asked.

"Natsuma-san plays the role of a thieving cat that appears out of nowhere," Takeda said, briefly introducing her without sparing any criticism. "The male voice actor-senior plays the role of Yuuma, the scumbag who abandons his childhood sweetheart and falls for any girl who's even slightly prettier."

"The male voice actor senior doesn't have a name?" he interrupted.

"I forgot." Takeda said confidently, "Anyway, he's a scumbag."

"They're all powerful opponents," he concluded. "Do they have any requirements for plot development? For example, what kind of personality do they want to portray?"

"'She portrays the fragile side of Qingmei, who pretends to be strong but is actually quite vulnerable.'"

"It suits you very well..." he sighed and blurted out.

"How can it be suitable!" Takeda was a little angry. "If it were me, I would definitely make Yuma and his girlfriend suffer and have a big fight."

"and then?"

"From now on, we are complete strangers," said Takeda.

"More fragile," he commented.

"Sigh... What if it was you?" Takeda asked unconvincedly, dissatisfied with his evaluation.

"I will greet and chat normally, treat Yuma as an ordinary stranger, and wish them happiness."

“…” Takeda stopped talking.

Both of them suddenly fell silent.

Takeda looked out the window at the street, and he followed suit, watching the shops moving away from them as the train moved forward.

"Would you really do that?" she asked softly, looking away. "I've never encountered such a situation, so who knows?" he replied.

"Then change your identity." Takeda pointed a finger at him and said, "You become Yuma."

"Then?"

"You found a girlfriend in high school, and when you reunited with your childhood sweetheart after a long time, she looked distraught as she watched you and your girlfriend kissing. Only then did you finally realize that your childhood sweetheart liked you too. What would you do?"

"Just pretend I didn't realize it." He thought about it.

"Then?"

"Gradually drift apart." This was the best way he could think of to alleviate the trauma of his childhood sweetheart, "Let the experience of childhood sweethearts become a complete memory."

"What if I insist on getting involved?"

"Then I'd say something like, 'Sorry, I already have someone I like.'" He thought for a moment.

Even if I live another lifetime, I have only seen this kind of plot in various novels and animations, but I have never experienced it myself.

"Sigh... scumbag Inoue." Takeda said.

"Deliberately distancing yourself from your childhood sweetheart for the sake of your girlfriend, isn't that being loyal?" He disagreed with the assessment.

"But I'm your childhood sweetheart. In my heart, you're a scumbag." Takeda said unreasonably.

"If you were my girlfriend..."

"I'm not, I'm a childhood sweetheart!" Takeda continued unreasonably, "Go and kiss your little girlfriend! I'll go! Scumbag Inoue."

"Well, as you say..." He didn't know what to say.

After experiencing this over and over again, he felt that he had no talent to be a voice actor and had accepted his fate.

"What do you mean by 'yes, sir!'" Takeda was so immersed in the role that he stepped on his foot again in anger, using some force.

"it hurts."

"You're having two legs!"

"It's not me, it's Yuma who's playing both sides."

"Now you are Yuuma!"

"Then why did you just call Inoue a scumbag?"

"They are all scumbags, there is no conflict."

No matter what he asked, Takeda always answered with confidence, gradually attracting the attention of other passengers in the car.

"What a scumbag..." Discussions about the scumbag Inoue were already being heard among other passengers.

"Aren't you satisfied with having such a lovely childhood sweetheart?"

"If I were that handsome, I probably wouldn't be satisfied..."

"So you mean you don't actually like me now? Scumbag Xiaolin!"

"I……"

"Stop talking! Let's break up!"

"..."

He and Takeda were both silent. When they heard this conversation coming from the opposite corner of the carriage, their eyes met at the same time.

He was just in a daze, and Takeda winked at him and chuckled secretly.

The tram arrives.

He got off the car with Takeda.

As soon as she stepped onto the platform, Takeda stretched lazily, pulling up her shirt, which just stopped at the waist of her skirt, leaving her lower abdomen skin uncovered.

"Want to see?" Takeda let out a long sigh, put down his arms, noticed his gaze, and asked.

"It's human nature." He looked away.

"I'll show you when we get home." Takeda lowered his voice and whispered.

"Really?"

"Of course I lied to you!" Takeda raised his hand and poked his nose, "There's no need to pretend to be a lover anymore, scumbag Inoue."

"Can't we watch it if we're not lovers?" he continued to ask.

"Seeing something by accident and asking the person in question to see it are two different things." Takeda said this, retracted his finger, turned and walked towards the exit.

He followed behind, his mind empty, watching Takeda's brisk steps, and a strange feeling arose in his heart that he had never felt before. When he tried to grasp that feeling, he found that it had hidden and disappeared.

Cacti seemed to be growing in his desert, but they were just like mirages and were buried by yellow sand in the blink of an eye.

After returning to the rental house, Takeda changed into indoor shoes and rushed straight to the sofa in the dining and living room as soon as he entered the house.

One person occupied an entire row of seats, lying horizontally on the sofa, picking up the sofa pillow, and asked him to help turn on the TV.

"Don't you want to go to bed first?"

"Two different things!" Takeda said reasonably, "I'm so tired now, I fell asleep while watching."

"Then what should I do?" he asked as he turned on the TV.

"Continue reading your light novel?" Takeda suggested to him.

"It's to let you rest..." He changed the question, "Is there anything you want me to help you with?"

"Help...eh...it's incredible..." It was so incredible that Takeda stopped clicking the channel-changing button and looked at him. "Um...buy some fruit?"

"What do you want to eat?" He had no interest in reading light novels, nor did he want to read books or learn anything.

Instead, doing something for Takeda seemed to be a better way for him to pass the time.

"I want to eat watermelon...will it be too expensive?"

Where can I find cheap fruit in Tokyo?
"You're not the one paying, so don't consider the price," he said.

"That won't work." Takeda shook his head and rejected it. "If we are lovers, no matter who pays, it's our money..."

"Is it……"

What exactly are friends and what are lovers? When are we communicating normally and when are we just acting... everything has gradually become confused and blurred without us noticing.

He walked out of the house with the mission of buying watermelon, turned around the ramp with scattered stairs, and saw a blue-painted small truck parked at the door of the wild cat cattery. A worker wearing a blue baseball cap was moving something from the cargo box into the cattery.

He walked around the truck and passed by.

The name tag next to the mailbox also had a new last name.

He stopped, stared at it for a long time, and then looked into the yard.

Apart from the movers in blue hats, there were only cats in the yard, standing in every corner of the yard and watching the intruders vigilantly.

[Amano]
He thought that he could go into the yard and play with the cats from now on.

(End of this chapter)