“I know,” he said. “That’s why you’re here.”
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Her current job was a far cry from the Tokyo Dome. She was a seiyuu for a late-night anime about anthropomorphic kitchen appliances, voicing a perpetually anxious rice cooker. The pay was meagre, but it was honest. It was culture , she told herself, not just manufactured starlight. “I know,” he said
She nodded. Hai. That was the only word required. she heard it. A voice. Deep