After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 97 92. Tokyo people are the most deceptive.

On the tram going back, Terajima Aimi sat quietly, staring at the flashing neon lights outside the car window, and Mogami Kazuto quietly checked the panel.

Name: Aimi Terashima

Age: 19
Occupation: Vocalist & Guitarist

Relationship: Idol and Fan
Current intimacy: 68→76 (+3+5)

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There are two records of increasing intimacy, one is when Kazuto Mogami appeared in Across and learned that he came to see his live.

The other time was when Mogami told people that he was already her fan.

This girl looks a little cold on the surface, but she is extremely hot inside, whether it is for people or music.

Mogami Kazuto doesn't hate getting along with such girls, whether it's Shimizu Yousha, Hanasaka Mao, or Terashima Aimi beside him.

Getting along with him made him feel much more comfortable than that woman.

At least, there is no need to intrigue, no need to guess their minds.

Mogami Kazuto was tired of such psychological games.

"Mogami-san."

"Ok?"

"Will you still come to my live?"

"if you have time."

Aimi Terashima looked at Kazuto Mogami: "Don't freelancers have a lot of time?"

“It’s all said don’t talk about freelancers.”

Aimi Terashima smiled lightly upon hearing this.

The two sat in the carriage like this, the distance between them was closer than last time, at least it could be seen that they were walking together.

As for what their relationship looks like in the eyes of others, Mogami Kazuto doesn't care, presumably Aimi Terashima thinks the same.

The voice announcement in the carriage sounded, and Aimi Terashima rubbed the hem of her skirt slightly with her palms tucked inside the sleeves of her hoodie, and stood up.

On the girl's thighs, which were as white as suet jade, black leg rings were tied, which slightly tightened the soft thighs on the upper and lower sides.

The metal silver chain hanging on the leg ring reflected the lights in the carriage, flashing and blinking, as if greeting Mogami.

"I get off at the next stop."

Mogami Kazuto looked away from her thighs: "Well, be careful on the road."

"Thank you for coming today."

"Didn't you already thank me?"

"Ok, I know."

Aimi Terashima pulled the ring in the carriage, and looked down at Kazuto Mogami sitting in front of her.

Kazuto Mogami smiled slightly: "What's the matter? Wasn't that your attitude at the beginning?"

"That's because Mogami-san has a face that is good at deceiving girls. My grandma said that Tokyo people are the best at deceiving people."

I wanted to think about it with someone the most, and said, "Your grandma is right."

Aimi Terashima's eyes sparkled with curiosity: "Mogami-san, aren't you from Tokyo?"

"Hmm... Judging from household registration, he is indeed from Tokyo."

"What, what a strange statement."

As the tram stopped shaking, the doors of the carriages opened.

"You should get out of the car."

The girl seemed to be a little bit regretful. She felt that today's trams were getting on and off much faster than usual. She hoped that the captain would think more about the safety of passengers. Safe driving is very important.

"Well, then I'm leaving." Aimi Terashima raised her hand hidden in her sleeve and waved it slowly.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Mogami-san."

The car door was closed again, and the body couldn't help shaking slightly. The scenery outside the window began to recede, unable to catch up with the people who were leaving.

……

There was no rain or accidental encounter, and I arrived home safely all the way.

Habitually go to the kitchen to boil water first, then go to the bathroom, clean the bathtub briefly, then start to turn on the water, ready to take a bath.

While undressing, Mogami Kazuto saw the messy clothes in the clothes basket, which had been piled up for several days.

After a while of silence, Mogami went to take a bath with someone.

After taking a shower, I studied the washing machine and threw all the tops and pants in. As for the underwear that I wore next to my body, there is no machine for washing underwear at home, so I had to wash it by hand.

Mogami Kazuto didn't know how his underwear became neat and tidy in the days before, and appeared in the closet in his bedroom.

He didn't really want to know either.

The past is the past, there is no need to hold on to it.

With such free and easy thoughts, Kazuto Mogami suffered from insomnia tonight.

When he fell asleep, birds were already singing outside the window, and nothing could wake him up from his sleep.

It wasn't until past twelve noon, near one in the afternoon, that Mogami Kazu woke up leisurely.

He glanced at the time, somewhat confused, and made up his mind that he must go to bed early tonight, so that he could not continue to be so depraved.

Under the scorching hot July sun, I jogged around the residential area for four or ten minutes, and when I got home, I collapsed at the entrance.

Cursing himself a YBB in his heart, Mogami went to take a shower with someone.

After nibbling on a slice of bread, he returned to the bedroom, and Kazuto Mogami turned on the computer and began to check today's emails.

I thought that the manuscript that had just been submitted not long ago would not get a reply soon. Unexpectedly, he was prompted to check for new emails in his inbox.

The first one was from NHK, so I deleted it.

The second letter is PS's membership exemption notice for this month.

Kazuto Mogami doesn't have a PS, but he worked in a game company before, and it's normal to have a PS membership.

As for the third letter.

Kazuto Mogami clicked on it and started reading slowly.

After reading the entire email, Mogami Kazuto clicked to reply, and then slumped on the chair for a while, the phone on the desk vibrated.

Through the other party's friend application, after a brief chat, Mogami Kazuto changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

The weather is fine today, and it doesn’t look like it will rain. Take the Yurakucho Line from Tsukishima Station, go through seven stations, arrive at Ichigaya Station, change to the Shinjuku Line, and get to Shinjuku Station.

Then transfer to the Marunouchi Line and get off at Nishi-Shinjuku Station.

Compared with Shinjuku Station, the flow of people at West Shinjuku Station is obviously much less.

Even with the memory of Shinjuku Station in his mind, Mogami Kazuto still felt that he might get lost when faced with the maze-like dense passages and signs, as well as the crowds of pedestrians.

Perhaps this is an additional attribute of otaku.

After leaving the station, according to the location of the navigation, Kazuto Mogami came to an area full of office buildings and dialed a certain number.

After waiting in place for a while, a young man wearing glasses walked out of one of the office buildings.

The young man is not tall, less than 1.7 meters by visual inspection, a little thin, and the hem of the plaid shirt is slightly raised.

It was quite different from what Kazuto Mogami had imagined.

It seems that in the line of responsible editors of novels, when it comes to appearance alone, it was the handsome and beautiful editors in the previous life who took the lead in winning the round.

"I'm meeting you for the first time. I'm Natsuki from the second editorial department of Denki Bunko. Is this Mr. Mogami?"

"Yes, I am Mogami, please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

"I'm here, please take care of me, please come with me."

Walking into the office building, Natsuki Yuta led Mogami Kazuto into the cubicle on the first floor, where there was only a simple table and two chairs.

After sitting down in the cubicle, Natsuki Yuta pushed his glasses, took out the tablet he carried with him, and laid it flat on the table. Kazuto Mogami glanced at it, and it was a novel written by him.

　There will be another chapter in a while. When I checked the archived manuscript before uploading, I found a BUG. I need to modify it, about 10 minutes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)