Voice Actor Chronicles

This article is so frustrating to read... I can't feel that the master likes the other person and only cares a little bit... I'm speechless.

Every time I read it, I read it all at once, and I have read it many times. The strangest thing is that I can't tell what is good about it. Your article is really weird (っ??╭╮??)っ

I haven't finished reading it, so I randomly picked a few chapters to read. I don't like the author. I don't know why. I feel like this article is weird.

This is the weirdest article I have ever seen. Firstly, the emotional development of aggression and suffering turned out to be like this in the end. Secondly, the end of the article gave me a very depressing feeling. But I really like this sharp and fast-paced writing. To be honest, I wanted to cry when I saw the rest of the story but couldn't because I felt abused, but the writing didn't make me feel abused. I'm a little unhappy, I feel like I didn't read all of it, but I think this article is pretty good.

It was a lot of fun to watch, very funny, love it. I'm just a little unsure. Is a great master stuck at work and playing games? This is unscientific

It is said that the prototype is my life, I brought it in unconsciously, why is it so weird?

I fell in love with this couple when I read this article. Now that I'm watching it again, I feel like it's not that cute anymore, which is really weird. [I'm not saying that your writing is not cute, I'm just talking about my own feelings. After reading it again, I really missed my life even more.

I cried silently in my heart... I actually read this article so many years after I came out of the trap... I feel a little emotional... I had contact with one of the prototypes for a while, and now I really miss those days when I think about it. It must have been almost three years since I left the pit... I still remember that after I got out of the trap, one day I learned that someone was going to hold a farewell concert... I put down what I was doing and updated YY and listened to it all night. Really... That feeling... The past is like smoke. I thought it was indifferent and let it go... I didn't expect that it could still touch the chord in my heart.

. . . . . . . . . . . Maybe it really is, what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid?

This feeling of being unnecessary is so depressing.