Setting: Social horror illustrator × legendary voice actor who was "removed". After the male protagonist retired from the industry, his voice was turned into a outdated navigation AI, and the female protagonist was his only loyal user.
Sweet stem:
After an update one day, the AI suddenly said: "I don't want to navigate today, I want to chat with you." - It turns out that the male protagonist discovered that someone else was using his voice, and hacked into the server just to say good night to her.
The heroine plucked up the courage to ask the "real voice behind the scenes" to meet, but it turned out that the hero was wearing a mask. She was so nervous that she stuttered: "I, I usually only talk to you via voice..."
The male protagonist chuckled: "Then can you face the gay now?"
Purpose: When the world judges a legendary voice as "obsolete", there is still one person who regards it as the only sleeping pill; when the soul of social fear locks itself into an island, there is still another voice that lights up the beacon for her across the sea of data. This is a story about "being seen" - ? Sound needs ears, just like an island needs sails.