Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

SIDE Chiba

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck off!!"

Chiba tosses the book in hand onto the bed and squeezes his head.

The hidden footage from the desk in my home room was shown on the PC screen.

Yuya eating there somewhere like a rest stop and the look of love smiling at him to lean against him. They look like a couple in love from anywhere. Or so it just seems to Chiba.

In fact, Yuya's face is engulfed with too much sweat of tension, and her mouth is drawn, but only so trivial that she wouldn't know if she didn't know it was an act.

"Why such a man! You're eating a lot of women, you suck cunt!!

Chiba slaps the magazine that was on the floor on the bed again.

Nevertheless, I guess I maintain a lot of calm as I choose to throw in soft beds for books and magazines that won't break.

Once upon a time, as soon as Japanese delegates lost their bollocks watching the World Cup relay on their computers, they emotionally threw the mouse onto an LCD display, unlike T., who was depressed because he was feathery enough to buy it back before payday.

Apparently, the 27 "EOZO monitor was expensive.

"I will never forgive you! I'm the one who understands love the most. I wish I was the only one."

Chiba first saw your love when he was accompanying you to a meeting for a blowjob recording of a western film in which an office affiliated talent was a voice actor.

The film had many performers and more than a dozen Voice Actor School students who were also involved in blowjob work but were still eggs of voice actors.

There is only about a word or two of dialogue, and there is a convergence of interests on the part of distribution companies who want to keep production costs down and on the part of students who want to experience the atmosphere in the field, and such things are not so uncommon.

The students do this while being coached by professional voice-overs to blow jobs for multiple performers as they change their voice color. There was a figure of her of love in it.

While many students were nervous and their voices turned upside down or caught dialogue, they were impressing professional voice-overs by showing off their dignified and tense voices. In addition, the producers who were watching the situation were also actively allocating long and distinctive dialogues.

The voice-over of the major cast is naturally predetermined, because the so-called seemingly only mob character voice is often appropriately assigned in the field.

Chiba, of course, was also fascinated by the voice that made him feel futuristic as its voice actor, but above all, his eyes were drawn to its appearance and rich expression.

He immediately confirmed the name of the school and advanced the scout to the president of the office.

Fortunately, she still didn't have an office to belong to in her freshman year, and she actually liked and enthusiastically solicited the gold well she saw, and decided to belong to the office where Chiba worked safely.

It was only an emotion for promising newcomers that still looked good at this point.

Love was polite and loving to everyone in the office, but he seemed to appreciate knowing that he had created a scouting trigger, especially for Chiba.

Even if you graduate from Voice Actor Training School, you can actually be a voice actor only in extreme parts.

It is a world in which the sales effort of actively participating in auditions and selling faces to entertainment offices is indispensable. There is a current situation that is increasingly a narrow gate, especially since, unlike in the past, idols and actors are also increasingly acting as voice-overs. It's not sweet enough to be a pro just because you have talent and strength.

Even though she was small in that, she would certainly have been quite fortunate enough to have actually been scouted while in school by an entertainment office to which several voice-over actors and talents belonged and to be able to get a job before she graduated.

She reveals to the office that she personally participates in cartoon and game events as a cosplayer herself.

Kanai and Chiba actually went to the event and watched it, but it was really complete, gorgeous and fascinating. When I looked it up, I found that it seems to be quite popular among the geeks.

Chiba was immediately fascinated by love.

Maybe it was a slight romance at first. Chiba is in his mid-thirties now. It's not much praised as an emotion going to my daughter of nearly half my age, but it's still not a sin in itself.

But with the intent of love, cosplay is discouraged from publishing, and the feeling of superiority grows in Chiba when only a very few people know it.

Chiba gradually began to monitor the behavior in order to learn more about her.

It is mainly Chiba who manages the schedule of talent. So I know all about when, where, and what love is doing in a time other than private.

He even snuck a bug into a gift from a fan or a GPS receiver on the bottom of a bag he was carrying.

Then I start worrying about inadvertent behaviors and biased meals that I occasionally show of love, and Chiba, out of kindness, gives me some advice by email or letter.

What was unexpected to Chiba was that he talked to Kanai saying that love was stuck with the stalker for its actions.

For Kanai, love is no longer one of the office's earners. Kanai, who cares about taking care of his talent even if he doesn't, begins searching for the killer by commissioning a detective office in Yamata that has extensive experience in stalking.

I have no idea how the investigation progressed because Yamata was the point of contact. Yawada was damn serious, 'cause I don't know where it leaks' and never tried to talk about the content except Kanai.

Not that he was suspected, but Chiba had to be careful and refrain from any action other than surveillance of love.

What happened to such an arrowhead was a raid on love at an animated commemorative event.

Even though I say I'm watching you, I'm not tailing you or shooting you on camera all the time. I blued when I heard the conversation because I only know how to behave. Though I was relieved to hear that one of the audience had helped love, the next day, love called a stranger to the office and decided to accompany him as an escort.

The man who served as an escort seemed strong because he was tall, physically disappointed and saw. The face is very mediocre and not particularly handsome, but the atmosphere was almost overwhelmed by the presence.

Plus, he's got two amazing beauties to serve that he doesn't like. Nevertheless, the atmosphere seemed quite intimate with love. Though Chiba was more or less meant to grasp her friendship, the man, Yuya Kashiwagi, had no idea of its existence.

Yawada, who is loud about his talent's friendship, seemed more alert to the situation, but in the end he did not disagree as to whether Kanai had said anything to him. The matter also hurried Chiba.

I texted him to fire a man to draw attention to love on the first day of the escort, but even that was ignored.

As I feared at the end of the quote, love seemed to fall in love with that man named Kashiwaki, confessing and dating despite the fact that they had their destiny.

When Chiba first recovered the footage and saw it, he was so shocked that he could only eat two of his favorite beef bowls (special serving).

Then a few days later, the two of us are making progress with Don.

There is no longer a moment of respite, but you will not be the one to do everything in your power to figure it out because the previously beaten chimps have been lightly repelled.

Above all, I'm too scared of those lengths and muscles to deal with them directly.

The two beautiful women I was with also seem to be escorts, but they are still women. I thought you could do anything.

"I can't stand that love gets any more obscene. I don't care what happens to me anymore. Whatever you do..."

From Chiba, I felt like a knight with a noble mission to free an angel called love from the lowest man who dictates women from one end of the samurai while stretching multiple women named Hiroya under her nose.

Ironically, it is really frustrating that part of it (mainly the fact that it serves more than one woman and that it is sometimes stretched under her nose) is true.

Chiba rises and fishes in the closet.

"I made it with half my interest, but this..."

Trump card for Chiba.

What I had in my hand was a revolver-style pistol in the form of a snob.

It's like some kid assembled it using scrap material. That's similar to a guy who used to use a 3D printer to handcraft a gun and get arrested for publishing it online.

I downloaded and created the data that the guy had previously uploaded online with half my interest and had a friend working for a metalworking company work with me to modify it. I just didn't think at that point that I would actually use it just because I thought that was funny. Of course, there are only a few shots of their own bags (live ammunition).

Although it confirms that it can withstand use by conducting firing experiments in the first place, it does not seem that durable, but it considered it sufficient to serve its purpose.

Chiba puts his head around what to do as he walks around the room with a urchin. The eyes were clearly of pathological colour.

---------------------------------------------------

Side leiria

The Lord has left this place for a long time.

"Mr. Leiria, uh, what about Mr. Hiroya?

You got a paragraph with the shooting, MidoEye approaching.

"I'm a little used to it, I'm away from it a lot. I'll be back soon."

When I (We) said so, MidoEye dropped his shoulder a little unfortunately, 'Really?'

I sat in the chair with a little tiredness because I sang and danced again and again as I changed places before noon.

Nevertheless, the job of Saiyu seems to be quite difficult.

I don't know what it means to be doing one thing right now, but Ayumi and Tia seem to be doing some amazing work.

Sometimes I don't care about the way the Lord uses his eyes. I can't wait to be run out of here even though I and Tia haven't even gotten my hands on it yet.

Nevertheless, I am sure that I have spent more time with the Lord because of this one, and most importantly because it is what the Lord wants, I need to be sure to protect it.

"Mr. Midow, aren't you finished yet?

"Hmm, I want to finish shooting the evening for now. And then after the sun sets, I take a few pictures, and it's finally over."

Offer a pet bottle with a drink in the middle-eye while Tia says' It's tough '. At the same time I stretched out my forelegs and pounded my head like the balls on my head worked.

"Thank you, Tama"

"Cu."

He gripped his forefoot to shake his balls and when he received the pet bottle, moistened his throat, sighed loudly and leaned down.

"Um, can I ask you something?

"Hmm? What?

"What's wrong with you?

When he raised his face, which was slightly bent down to think about it, MidoEye opened his mouth like a snack.

"Kashiwagi-san, what were you doing? That's what happened when they attacked me on stage, but they seem to be able to afford somewhere at any given time, and even though I'm full of anxiety just because someone's stalking me, they attacked me during this time, right? And yet it always feels like nothing happened."

"Hmm."

"Ahhh..."

Well, what did you say?

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not very convinced, but the Lord wants to hide as much power as he can. Whether Wilterias is to avoid trouble or have circumstances, few conceal their abilities, but at the same time they often need to show some power.

But it doesn't seem to be a busy thing to have different abilities from others in this world. They say that physical abilities that greatly exceed people and magic that no one can use in this world are enough to prevent them from living a peaceful life.

It is also difficult to convince them without explaining them.

"Well, I don't know everything either. Besides, we can't talk on our own without the Lord speaking. Then I can only say one thing: the Lord is strong. Above all, the spirit. Therefore, it is safe to be protected."

"So, but if you get attacked again, and a weapon or something"

"It's okay! Yuya can count on you more than anyone at any given time."

... I can't really count on a woman to get involved.

Well, it looks like the unsuitable guy is starting to move to keep talking like that.

"Tier"

"Yes."

Talking but exploring the surrounding signs, I sense that the man in question has moved out, calling Tia.

Looks like Tia (balls) noticed it at about the same time. Immediately he returns a reply with his expression.

"Good luck ~. Oh, love, good."

"Chiba?! What's the matter, sir?

A man came in to greet him from the entrance and exit of the abandoned factory, and soon he noticed the midouai approaching.

The man in the photo taken by Tia, did he say Chiba or something, I looked at him a few times in the office, but what seemed like a good face of a person was to see the Lord behind his back. I put something dark in my eyes.

Now its serene expression lurks, and he turns his giraffed eyes to the middle-eye.

Tia controls my daughter to stand up and try to greet the man, and I stand between her and the man.

"Huh? Duh, what's wrong? Mr. Leiria."

"Please don't move. He's the stalker who was after Mr. Midow."

Tell Tia and my daughter, surprised by my actions, that Tia has calmed down.

"What? Huh? Chiba? Oh, no, huh?

"What the hell are you talking about, stalker? How could I?

You heard the words this one exchanges, I'll hold you back with my gaze as the man says so and tries to get even closer.

The man stopped walking about five meters from us, showing frightening signs.

"Is there some misunderstanding? I need you to come to Ai because I need to talk to you about your work for a second."

The tone is calm, but don't let the expression betray it. There's no way to get a man with those eyes closer to being escorted.

"If we're really talking about work, we should just talk from there. But I already know a boss like Kanai. What a waste..."

"Chiba, is it true? I can't believe Chiba stalked you!

In the middle of my words, the middle-eye interrupts.

You're not an unreadable daughter of air. It would be my show now.

"Chip, forget it"

When I hear my daughter say it, I stick my hand in the bag that the man had when he whined small, pulling something out and pointing it at the ceiling.

Bang!

Along with the bursting sound, the window of the ceiling lighting breaks and the glass fragments fall off.

"Shah!

"Hey, what?

"Gunshots?!

Midoeye screamed, and the people who stopped working on our different atmosphere and watched this one also raised their voices to their surprise.

The man looks at the condition satisfactorily and then turns to me what is in his hands.

"I need to talk to Ai about something. So get out of the way."

It would be similar to what the man had, what the arr had when they were on the boat to dine with the Lord and Father.

It's a little different in shape, but I'm going to punch out a piece of metal with something like kayak, did you just say ju or something?

Well, it doesn't seem like a lot of power where it hit me, but, heh, that's not how it works for those around you.

It's a little cumbersome, but if you do something too conspicuous, the Lord will be angry, so let's try to do something plain.

I lift the corner material that was rolling on the floor.

It's about 50 cm long and about the thickness of a woman's (stomach) arm, but not enough.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I don't think you can do anything with a toy like that."

When I said it, the man was Kyoton for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Well, I don't remember saying anything to make you laugh.

"Haha, this may look like a toy, but this is a handmade pistol. We can also fire live ammunition. It's not as durable as the real thing and the hit rate is low, though. But I wouldn't take it off at this distance."

"Even if it's real, it doesn't turn into a toy. Well, if you think that'll work, you can use it."

The expression disappeared from my face, which had a distorted grin on my words.

"If you're serious, you weren't going to kill anyone that had nothing to do with it, but if you're going to get in the way, you can't help it. If you resent him, resent the man who got involved in this."

That's what the man said and fired Joo at me.

Bang!

"Huh!"

Kah!

Almost at the same time as the burst sound, I shake the corner material up to chest height and receive a piece of metal that flew in.

"What? Huh?

A man raises his dumb voice, but regardless, I'll check the corner material I got.

The corner material was eaten with about half of the metal pieces buried.

Apparently, it worked.

"Hey, what did you do?"

"Hmm? Didn't you just get what flew in?

"Then, stupid! You should be able to take it with that horn."

"The moment we hit this, it would be easy if we lowered it slightly back so as to kill the momentum. Try as many times as you like."

"K, shit!

Bam! Bam! Bang!

Kah, kah, kah!

A man has struck me like crazy but equally takes it all in the corner.

I could have bounced back, but that could have broken things. Because the Lord said that professional photography equipment is scary and expensive. You can't eat parfait if you hit me badly and make me pay for it or something.

"Oh, no, silly..."

"Are we done here? Then tie them up with adults. That's all I've ever done."

The man's face is distorted and throws down the ju he had. Apparently, I can't use it anymore.

And I open the bag I left under my feet and get my hands inside again.

He had another ju he seemed to have prepared, and the arm he tried to set up was grabbed by a hand that had been stretched from the side.

"Yes, that's it. Bad luck isn't good, is it?

---------------------------------------------------

Side Yuya

I grab Chiba's arm and twist it.

And I took my homemade pistol out of my lazy hand.

The majority of the pieces made of metal are made of resin, and the toy-like pistol looks like a real look at the elbow of a thousand leaves.

Though a pistol doesn't have that complicated structure, you made it well.

Speaking of which, did anyone ever get arrested for using a 3D printer to make their own guns? I think I've heard something about publishing drawing data, but if you have the skill, the guts and the time to make something like this, you can do a fine thing if you turn that effort to other aspects.

"Kashiwagi-san!

"Mr. Mido, were you okay?

"Yes, sir"

I asked because Mido ran over with Tia, but it doesn't seem like a problem for now.

Stalker son of a bitch, Chiba has nothing to worry about because I keep him under control.

I am now moving from elbow joint to Nepuo Tuneman's specialty, hustle and bustle special, so I can't get around. I also feel like I'm hearing screams, but well, it's my fault.

"Lord Hall."

"Thank you, too, Laylia. I don't know, I would've done something very fancy."

What kind of excuse would you give to someone watching you take a bullet back with a horn!

"Say what! Isn't that plain enough! Lord, I've only been watching him from the entrance and exit since he came in."

You said you didn't show up when the chimps attacked you during this time, and you were booed, so you made a show this time.

"And at the end of the day, you take something delicious."

No, that, um, I had to get out there, and I was really going to lose it.

"Speaking of which, where was Mr. Yuya?

"No, when he calls me to the dangerous goods warehouse, they lock me from the outside."

Well, there were no signs of people around, and I've usually broken down the door because it didn't seem like a problem to break down a little in an abandoned factory anyway.

I magically fixed it somewhat because it distorted me quite flashly.

I was a little upset, so I was overpowered.

I can't tell you the details, so I'll explain it in a cloudy way.

"Um..."

"And I was a little surprised when I took out my pistol."

"Uh..."

But it's Mr. Leiria.

"Ooh..."

"Well, you can't be in trouble to that extent."

"Or Kashiwagi-san!

"Wow! Hey, what are you doing?"

I was talking to Tia and Laylia, and suddenly Mido shouted, so I'm surprised.

"Um, Mr. Chiba, it's bubbling."

"Oh, that?

I was moving to Texas Cloverhold as we talked, but they were a little powered.

I saw Chiba peeling her white eyes and fainting.

Well, okay. He's not dead.

When I calmed down and looked around, the photography staff and the producer looked at us confused, not knowing what to do.

Shit. I totally forgot.

Hastily and briefly explain the situation to have the police called.

"And what are we going to do with this one? Are you done sticking me out to the casserole?

This is all I've done, I'm sure they'll prosecute me and put me in jail, but I have trouble getting weird results with psychiatric appraisals and stuff.

Since Mido is an entertainer and there are limitations to concealing his location, I'd like to make sure he doesn't come near it if possible.

... Then I knew it was you.

In conclusion, I asked Mido to contact President Kanai for a report, and to pick up my phone I removed the 'treasure of transfer' from the item box in the gap that left this place.

It's a little rough, but shall we call it personage education in another world?

I grab the root of Chiba, and Tia and Leiria, who saw it, grab my arm.

and moved to another world.

... Come to think of it, this is what you should have done when you found out who did it, right?