Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

"Once again, Mido, it's called Kashiwagi Tier. Best regards,"

"Kashiwagi Railia. I'm listening to the circumstances. Even if the country won't let its opponents touch one finger, we'll take care of it."

We visited your office in the morning. We were meeting Mr. Mido face-to-face.

"Awesome beauty...... Oh, well, thank you!

When I looked at Leiria, she was a little flattered, but when she returned to me, she bowed her head to Piocon.

Kashiwagi-san, are you sure you're okay? These are my daughters who are going to have some kind of damage. "

Kanai-san asks me in a whisper. I can't think that's what they look like, though.

"It looks like it, but I'm not worried about your arm at all."

Even the lowest strength tier should be able to deal with a single unit of manoeuvres.

"Really... uh-huh, as much as I'd like you both to come into our office if possible. Maybe, no, definitely, if I go to the station, I'll be able to speak to you."

... a little more trouble?

"You're recording animation-related shows of the game in the studio from 9: 00 today, and the online broadcaster from 15: 00. It's scheduled to end at 20: 00. Use the office car to get around."

"Ha ha! It's okay to go straight home."

Mido answers Kanai's instructions with a smile. I don't open the notebook I have, so I'm probably asking ahead of time. Is Kanai-san talking about a big part against us?

Then I'll make sure of some things and then I'll leave the office behind.

The woman who showed me yesterday said softly, "Please do me a favor," and the round-faced man had a grin, but the skinny, neurotic man was dropping us off giddy. Hi. It was like looking at a suspicious person, but, well, maybe you can't help it if you don't know the details.

Get in the car in the parking lot near the office and set the address of the studio you were given in the navigation to set off.

Tia, who is riding with Mido in the back seat, asks about the voice actor's work, and Mido also focuses on the hard work.

Conversely, your husband asks me about my relationship with Tia and Leiria, and he talks about everyday chatter.

After all, it's really busy when young girls get together.

In anticipation of the meeting when I broke it down, I decided to ask Mr. Godo about the stalker.

"I'm blogging with Facebook, and I haven't really cared since the beginning of my debut about stalker-temperamental writing, because I've heard that's not uncommon for talent and other female voice-over actors. But for about a year now, there was a letter with no sender's name in it, and it was like I was watching my actions."

"Surveillance, is it?

When I ask, Mido nods with a fed up look.

"I was the event, the cosplay thing, the time I got home late for a meeting or something, the content of the meal I ate outside."

Wow, that's disgusting.

"Hmm, so you talked to Kasatsu, right?

"Yeah, I went with the president to talk to him, and he said the police couldn't do anything either if they weren't in direct contact with him. I said I'd look into it, and they took the letters they sent me, but nothing changed."

Is that what this is about?

"Aren't you going to have to because you're an entertainer? It felt like it, and the president hardly seemed to count on it. I asked the detective office for the president's personal report, and they're not making much progress."

"So you don't know anything so far?

Mido nods with a slightly sunken face to confirm the tier.

You really don't seem to have a hitter.

"So the president who heard I was attacked at the other event said I should wear a bodyguard, and then I told him about Kashiwagi. I was scared, too."

If that did happen, it would also make me anxious.

That said, what's wrong?

I arrived at the studio while we were talking about that, so I parked my car in the nearby coin parking and got off.

AZ acoustic studio signs on buildings that look like miscellaneous buildings. Go inside like you're used to, and we go on. Naturally, I'll be ready to move quickly, no matter what.

"Good Morning ~ Su"

"Ah, good luck, love. Please do this today."

When I enter the studio, a man in his bearded thirties or so greets Mr. Godo in his glasses and gives him a bunch of paper.

"Wow, there's quite a bit of it this time. Zackli, you look through."

Mr. Mido turns the bundle of paper that was just given to him in pieces.

I mean, don't you have like 200 arr? And suddenly they give it to you the same day?

"Hmm? Uh, what about you guys?

A man who seems to have noticed us now has asked us with a Kyotong face, so I will briefly explain the situation.

The description was discussed in advance with Kanai.

In other words, because the tyrant tried to harm Mido at a recent event, he is accompanying him for a temporary send-off and follow-up.

"Well, thank you very much, Fatigue."

Are you used to it, a man who snorted lightly, Morisaki-san, but a bunch of paper (scenario?) Do something that sounds like a supplement to the content to Godo looking through, and in just about twenty minutes, Godo goes into a booth with a microphone.

We're gonna stay here and wait.

Your booth was separated by glass from this room with a lot of equipment and was equipped with several stand microphones and a large monitor.

It's as amateurs like us imagine it.

"Well, shall we begin? Ai, please from 3 of a"

"Yes!.................. 'Good day. Oh? What's your name? ……

"Ai, one tone higher now, please"

"Oh, yes."

………………

Watch Mr. Godo dialogue toward Mike. I don't know, it's nothing else.

There are several staff members in the studio who seem to record one after the other as they interact with Mido from time to time.

I was a little surprised because I just thought it was exactly what I would do while watching these screens that are shown as aflecco and atelecco.

The game's dialogue doesn't seem that long at a time, and after just about a few seconds of dialogue, the next dialogue and the scene seem to be changing dizzily.

I have no idea what's going on when I'm just asking.

It impresses me that it is something that I can often say with an array of emotional dialogues.

"What do you say? How's the recording going?"

Morisaki-san asks me after watching it for a while.

"I have no idea what it is."

"But it's funny."

Leiria and her intriguing tier sitting in a chair looking bored. Morishi with a bitter laugh at the two contrasting comments.

"This is what recording the audio of the game is all about. I thought there was a scene on the monitor and I was gonna give it a shout."

"Sounds like everyone who sees it thinks so. But I haven't been able to do the game or the graphics themselves yet, so here's the deal. Voices often come first because they adjust the graphics to fit the dialogue. Besides, there are more animations to include while watching the picture contest than hitting the finished footage because of the schedule. Doing it all with finished footage is like blowjobs or narration, right?

Yes, it is.

Mr. Voice Actor is amazing.

Finish the recording by pinching a few small breaks and drive around again.

"How was it?

"Mr. Voice Actor is amazing. You can often change your tone so much."

"Uhm."

"It was funny. I admired that. Definitely not for me."

Your husband asks, and we say what we think.

but Leiria was sleeping on the way, wasn't she?

"It was pretty easy today. I haven't done it lately to maintain my image, but until about a year ago, I had quite a few aflexes of games for adults, and I'm a little embarrassed because it takes extra time and I'm pissed off, and it's been tough."

Really? I guess so.

If you see the porn gay Affleco landscape or something, you're going to be a little dumb.

Beautiful voiceover shy of the dialogue in the wet scene Affleco...... I'd like to take a look.

"You're hungry. What do you want to do for lunch?

Mr. Mido asks when he arrives at the studio where the next recording will take place in a few moments.

Looking at the clock, just before 2pm.

Speaking of which, you weren't eating.

Seems like it would be nice to arrive before 15: 00, so there seems to be about meal time.

So I decide to stop by the Italian family, which I saw just along the road.

She was immediately taken to her seat because she had missed a bit of noon.

"Eh, if you really like garlic, I have it on tape, and I think it's Japanese style pasta with clams and mushrooms"

"I'm taraco pasta, squid and anchovy pizza."

"I am a grilled young chicken, in a large platter"

Lord, we don't have a parfait.

Order each while looking at the menu.

Leiria seems very dissatisfied, but she can't help it.

"Oh, e-mail?... Huh?

As I forgive one of you for complaining about Butchibuchi, I hear your smartphone has communicated the incoming e-mail.

I confirmed that. Your face is tense.

"What's wrong with you?

Tia asks your mistress, who suddenly changed her expression.

Instead of answering that, she showed us her smartphone screen.

"Fire your bodyguard."

That's just what the screen says.

I'll say no to your phone and pick up the phone and check the caller's address.

"Discarded e-mail."

"Yuya, what is a throwaway email?

"Discarded emails are e-mail addresses that can be obtained anonymously and are often used for spam or something. A lot of people use it when they want to hide the caller's information."

Of course, some people use it in self-defense, and in some cases they discard and email the subaddresses of properly registered vendors, but there are many vendors that issue discarded email addresses, and some do not require registration. I can tell right away that the addresses issued by such vendors are often unique to the domain.

However, then you can't trace it from the address.

"Well, you don't have to worry about me because I'm a stalker, because I knew sooner or later I'd find out you had an escort on you. However, if you get these emails on your first day, you might be able to narrow them down somewhat."

I say with a laugh to Mido to reassure him.

"Right. Oh, I'll forward the email to the president for once."

That would be good.

It would be at least some judgment material.

Besides, as far as I'm concerned, it's easier to do this than to get these actions taken early. Shippo is easy to grasp, and more importantly, the biggest problem is getting longer.

I, of course, seem to have regained your composure when I saw that both Leiria and Tia were flat out on blackmail emails coming.

Most of all, I don't think Leiria's quite sure, but, well, you shouldn't say that.

Finish your meal, go to the studio where you record online shows and do it, and wait for Mido to finish his job again.

As Kanai predicted, Leiria and Tia received a thriving voice from the show staff and the entertainment office guys, but they both seemed completely uninterested and all silenced. I don't care if you're interested.

That's how the recording ended. It was already past 21: 00 when I left the studio.

Send Mr. Mido to his home, return the car to his office, today's report and a meeting after tomorrow with Mr. Kanai, who was still at work.

Eventually, when I arrived home, the date had changed.

Even then, he left the office and went into the alley, making sure there were no cameras or eyes, and then he transferred. It would have been almost an hour later if I had come back on a decent motorcycle.

It's an obstacle to life that this state of affairs persists on boulders. I'd like to fix this as soon as possible.

That's how a week has passed since the beginning of the escort.

There has been no action from the stalkers since then. That said, it is not strange to be in a hurry, so it is forbidden to be alarmed.

The escort is with me, Laylia, and two of the three Tiers.

After three years, I can afford some college credit, but I still have a lot of lectures that I have to take, so I often left it to the two of us on weekdays, but I didn't have lectures today, so Leiria and I were accompanying Mr. Godo.

After the animated afrec recording and magazine interview, I will transfer you to your home.

Park the car in the office on the shoulder in front of the apartment where Mr. Gondo lives and leave Leiria in the car to escort him to the front door.

"Keep the door tight, call me right away if you need anything at all."

"Yes, thank you. Good night then."

We exchanged greetings that were becoming the norm, confirming that Mr. Mido would enter the front door and lock it before leaving the apartment exploring the signs around him.

About 100 meters from the entrance and exit of the apartment to the car.

So within a few meters of walking, I heard a high noise called Boone in my ear.

I can finally see multiple signs coming up from behind the apartment.

Apparently, the approach you've been waiting for has finally arrived.