[Comprehensive] Late Night Radio

my father.

I never met him.

I just know his age and birthday, I heard that he is very good and very popular, I have heard about his past with his mother, that's all.

As for the director, to me it is just a simple boss.

Initially, I was recruited from my university just because the company was understaffed, and I had to take it because of the good salary and double assignments if rejected.

Thinking about these things carefully now, isn't it the same as choosing me from the beginning?

After that, the schedule was adjusted to late night by default. Although I have no complaints about this, but...

Speaking of which, when he first met me, he asked me about my mother...

Do leaders usually come directly to the employees who have just been interns?And it's still a McDonald's near the company...?

No.

Refuse.

About to give up.

If I continue to think about it like this, doesn't it mean that I acquiesce that he is really my father...?

I held my head and squatted on the ground.My fingers pinched my scalp tightly, as if this would calm me down a lot.

……not at all.

I still can't think deeply.

The vision in front of my eyes was blurred, I don't know if it was just because of tears or other reasons.

"Why...why is there such a thing... how could that person... be my...dad...cough, cough——"

As if my heart was screaming, I managed to say this sentence. The backlog of puzzles and doubts as well as various complex emotions seemed to erupt from my throat. I couldn’t say anything anymore, only retching and coughing. expressing my inner emotions.

"Zero...!" He called my name, seeing my situation, he was naturally very anxious.

"Calm down, Zero." He held my scalp-stripping hand, "It's okay, I'm still here."

……

people.

and people.

Although they are the same existence, they are different individuals.

When the two are in contact, why can they convey warmth and strength to each other?

Now, I still can't figure it out.

just.

Whenever he is by my side.

As long as I have him by my side, I will clearly understand that I am not alone.

I squeezed his hand tightly.

At that time, I was clearly aware of it.

He really is my strength.

In any case, I have never regretted my encounter with him.

This is the same in the days to come.

I hugged him.

By the time I came to my senses, I had already done so.

It tightly framed his body, and his neck touched my neck. His broken hair brushed my face, which felt a little itchy.

"If you want to cry, just cry." He also hugged me back, responding to his feelings, "When the time comes, I will wipe away your tears again."

Hearing his words, I finally couldn't control my emotions and burst into tears.

……

When we got back to the city where we lived, it was almost night.

He and I went to a random restaurant to settle dinner together, and then went back to my apartment together.

On the return train, I slept on his shoulder for a long time.

I had a dream. After waking up from the dream, I was in a trance for a long time, and finally felt that it was not a simple dream.

I dreamed about what happened when I was kidnapped.

Neither was he abused by kidnappers like he had seen in TV dramas, and he didn't even feel kidnapped at all.

That kind of feeling is like going to a familiar person's house as a guest and playing with that person.

He played games with me and even bought me new clothes and things I've always wanted.He taught me how to sing, and after I said that I wanted to be an idol in the future, he also said to me "Your words, it must be fine".

The only thing that made me feel weird was that when it was time to sleep, instead of putting me on the bed, the guy put me in a circular machine.

Even so, sleeping in that machine was very comfortable.

At that time, I thought this kind of "bed" was very novel, and I didn't feel anything wrong at all, but I liked it very much.

... As for the figure of that person.

A figure that gradually became clear in sleep.

——It was that person too.

However, I couldn't tell whether it was the director or my father.

I still can't treat the two of them as the same person, rather, I refuse.

……

"Come in." I changed my shoes at the entrance. I wanted to find him a pair of slippers, but when I opened the shoe cabinet, I found it was empty, "Sorry... because I live alone and no one has visited, you just go straight Come in with your shoes on."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't have slippers." He took off his shoes, walked in, and closed the door. "Does it mean that no one has visited before?"

"Yeah...you sit on the sofa and wait for me, and I'll make you tea."

"Don't entertain me."

"That's no good. I've been tired all day. I should thank you well. At least let me make you a cup of tea."

"Thank you...? Then, as a gift, how about using Her Royal Highness's kiss?"

"Believe it or not I kicked you out!!" I yelled from the kitchen into the living room.

"Just kidding."

"Drink." I put the brewed tea on the table in front of him, and drank a large glass of iced Sprite myself.

I wiped the sweat off my brow and put everything in the bag on the table.

——Including that group photo.

After I wiped away my tears, I explained the basic situation to him-"My father in the photo looks exactly like the Director".

He is much calmer than me.Rationally analyzed many different possibilities with me, such as "twin brothers" (although it sounds bloody, I am a little afraid that the subsequent development will become an eight o'clock soap opera) and the like.

In short, just "looks the same" can't explain anything.

After hearing what he said, I calmed down a lot.

In that unattended and dusty home, we couldn't analyze the situation properly, so we chose to find some other clues and bring them home for investigation.

After all, I don't think there are people in this world who can survive in summer without air conditioners, fans, or even water sources.

Still comfortable at home.

Air conditioner, refrigerator, big TV, DVD and PS4, everything in the house.

...The dormitory that the director prepared for me has everything.

No no no, can't think about this.

I found paper and a pen from my room so I could sort out the situation.

"Take your time, don't be nervous." He encouraged me.

"Hmm..." I took a deep breath.

First, my father died before I was born, for unknown reasons.

After I gave up being an idol and decided to do the same thing as my father, due to the lack of people in the radio station, I found this very mediocre existence, and the salary was very good.Not long after we met, I was asked about my mother.

—So, in other words, it's possible that it was aimed at you in the first place?He said.

...It's possible.

I answered him like this, took another deep breath, and tried to calm myself down.

Not long after I did it, I was transferred to late at night. In the first ten episodes, no one was listening to my show, but after the tenth episode, the number of people suddenly increased.

——Phase [-]? aaa

— Ah, sorry, I hadn't heard your show before I met you, you'd better ask someone else about that.

Hmm... let's move on to the next question then.

I had a meal with the director, to be precise, I ate ramen.It's in the shop where Naruto works part-time, you know it?At that time, Naruto still regarded him and me as father and daughter... I was almost scared to death... Well, it was really scary, thinking about it now.

——What did Naruto say?

Say something like "Sorry, because it's so similar to..."?Generally speaking, when young girls and uncles are seen together, they will think they are father and daughter, so I don't care much.

——Maybe what Naruto said was not his age, but his appearance?

——Look here, this part of the photo is the eyes, you are really similar to him.

...Yes, is it?Maybe Naruto meant that at the time, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

In fact, downstairs from the radio station, there is a passage leading directly to this apartment, which is said to be specially prepared for those who work at night.

—A channel?What kind of channel?

...White and silver meet, a channel full of mechanical sense.

Ah, on your birthday night, do you remember?I originally wanted to call you in the channel, but no matter how I clicked on the phone screen, it didn’t turn on. After finally turning it on, the screen was covered with mosaics like a blurred screen, and I couldn’t receive a signal.I thought the phone was broken, but it never happened after that.

——The silvery white is full of mechanical feeling... Isn't this kind of feeling like a laboratory?

I feel the same way!In a certain game I played before, there seems to be something similar...

——And after that?

You remember when I said, I went to a game tournament near Akihabara?The host at that time was also the head of the station!And, when calling the contestants to play VR games, put the main body of the game—ah, that machine that looks like an eggshell!In this underground, the decoration style is exactly the same as the underground passage of the radio station.At that time, I simply thought that it was the director's bad taste.

...But if you put it this way, isn't the director just a simple host?Speaking of which, who is the organizer of the competition? ?

... I don't know.

——Zero, you told me before that you were there and played games based on Sasuke and the people around him, right?

Well, it is true.Did I tell you about the content?

--Ok.Sorry, I've been meaning to tell you, but I haven't found the right time.

——Actually, I checked with Sasuke after that, and he said that he has never worked with this kind of game company.Of course, itachi and I, who are "people around him", have never been involved in such a thing.

……what?

The author has something to say: I will be able to fight the BOSS soon (nonsense

Now I can guess the plot! (was beaten