Anime rating game

In yesterday's marathon race, the Light Music Group was slightly ahead, followed by the CL Group.

However, today's treasure hunt activity actually had the most participants in Group CL.

The Hayase family's living room.

Looking at the scoreboard on TV, Tomoyo looked surprised:

Why did the scores in Group CL rise so quickly?

"It's not that strange, is it?" Masamune said with a smile. "In terms of the number of participants, the number of people in the K-On! and CL groups is about the same."

"Huh...? Is that so? When I checked a few days ago, didn't the K-On! team have more members?"

"Perhaps it's because the animation happened to be at a crucial point, but compared to the earlier episodes, the later episodes were more touching, with almost every episode having a tear-jerking moment."

Initially, the K-On! team did have a significant numerical advantage.

However, as the registration deadline approached, the number of participants in the K-On! group increased very slowly, while the number of participants in the CL group increased extremely quickly.

Masamune smiled and pondered for a moment:

"Based on my observation, when contestants register, they often choose their groups based on factors such as the latest online popularity and trending topics."

"Choose the group based on which animation is currently the most popular and has the highest viewership."

"In other words, because of the anime's airing, CL stole a large number of fans from K-On!"

"Is that so?" Tomoyo asked, her curiosity piqued. "That's like saying Clannad is more interesting than K-On! But... the two anime are different genres. I personally prefer K-On! a little more."

"Perhaps it's because CL tells a complete story, while K-On! consists of short stories, which makes the former's fans more loyal."

Masamune tried to guess, then said:

"Although the vote count is not yet available, based on the current results, Group CL should win."

"That means tomorrow morning will be an internal match between the CL groups."

"In the afternoon, there will be a performance by the champion team and the voice actors. Are you ready for the performance?"

"Huh...?" Tomoyo fell into deep thought.

Preparation? Absolutely not.

Because I thought the K-On! team would win, and the performance wouldn't have anything to do with me, I haven't practiced at all these past few days.

The performance is tomorrow afternoon. In addition to singing with Fujibayashi and the others, there will also be a solo performance.

These are usually for singing, but dancing is also fine.

But since I haven't practiced, dancing is impossible, and I might make mistakes while singing, which would be troublesome.

Although I don't care about other people's opinions, it's still a big stage that everyone is watching, and it will be broadcast on TV.

Many people have the habit of recording their favorite shows so they can replay them later.

If you embarrass yourself, it's very likely that someone will edit it into a short video and put it online on an endless loop.

"I'm actually not very good at singing."

“You can perform other programs without any problem,” Masamune said with a slight smile.

Can I not go on stage?

"What do you say?"

Seeing her conflicted expression, Masamune teased:

"If all else fails, just go up there and do dozens of somersaults."

"...I am not a monkey."

"Haha...sorry, just kidding. If you don't like singing, reciting poetry is fine too, as long as you have enough energy to impress the audience."

Poetry recitation?

This is no problem.

"I don't want to wear my high school uniform."

"You can handle the clothing issue yourself."

"Phew... It's good that wearing school uniforms isn't mandatory."

Tomoyo breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze back to the television screen.

I'm already in my twenties, and wearing a high school uniform is just so awkward.

Moreover, there is suspicion that she is trying to look younger than she is.

She felt she might break down if she were asked about her age in person and then teased.

On television, the host's scoring had reached its final stage.

[Based on the points standings, today's Tokyo treasure hunt ended with Group CL holding a slight lead.]

[Next, let's combine the results of the two matches over the past two days.]

...

[Great, the results are in. Group CL is leading by 7 votes.]

[As we can see, the difference between the two groups is very small, but even so, there can only be one winner.]

[Therefore, I hereby declare the winner to be Group Clannad.]

[All participants from the remaining four groups have been eliminated!]

[The CL group will hold an intra-group competition tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM. The rules are as follows...]

[If all goes well, the winning team will meet everyone here tomorrow afternoon. Please look forward to it!]

As he watched the list of contestants flash by on the television, Masamune unconsciously thought of some people he knew.

Umaru, Chitose, and the other four joined the K-On! team. They won both matches with difficulty, but due to insufficient group points, they were automatically defeated and will miss tomorrow's competition.

Just then, the phone rang.

Masamune glanced at his phone, and as expected, the caller ID showed Karasuma Chitose.

Masamune could roughly guess what she was going to say.

Although he really didn't want to answer the call, considering that she might come to him in person to complain the next day, Masamune had no choice but to press the answer button.

"President..."

"Impossible, give up."

"Even if you don't want to hear it, I still have to say it. President, we passed the first two rounds, but we failed to qualify for the third round. Isn't that too strange?"

“That’s the rule.”

"I'm not reconciled. President, if all else fails, let's change the roster. Let's change us from K-On! to CL. Anyway, nobody will know."

"impossible."

"I'm totally devastated. We clearly qualified for today's match a long time ago, but our total group points aren't enough. Why is that?"

"If you really want to win, you should form a group at the beginning, or gather all the members of the Light Music Group together and send them the information you have discovered to increase the group's total score, instead of fighting individually."

Masamune paused for a moment, then continued:

"Moreover, according to the rules, the second game is a team-based game."

"You're all fighting your own battles, only thinking about yourselves, and haven't considered the total points at all. Isn't that your own problem?"

"Ugh..." Karasuma Chitose was speechless for a moment. "President, what you said is so mean. I'm going to cry."

"Really? I'm just stating the facts. From what I understand, around 2 PM, someone in the CL team made dozens of phone calls to share information with the team members. This is the result of their efforts."

"...Damn it, I'm still not satisfied! We won two games in a row, but we couldn't make it to the third. I want to curse."

"Hold it back."

“We each spent millions on yesterday’s game, and I’m asking for reimbursement.”

"What's the reason?"

"Huh...? A reason...? If there's a reason, how about you take the initiative to promote the company?"

Do you think this reason is acceptable?

"But this is money I've saved for almost a year. My monthly salary is so low, sometimes around 40 yuan, sometimes only 20 yuan. I've saved up for several years, and it's all gone in one marathon. If my mom finds out, my bottom will definitely be swollen."

Masamune was speechless, and even felt a little like laughing.

"Then why did you spend money to buy a victory? And it was only the first game."

"Because I felt I was going to win. As long as I could perform on stage tomorrow, my fame would increase, and after a few more performances, I could quickly earn the money back."

"Reimbursement is out of the question. At most... I'll help you get a few shows on TV, and you'll have to earn it back on your own."

"Deal! Thank you, President."

Chapter 359 I Don't Believe Anyone Knows Musashino Better Than Me

Monday, April 8th.

Because it was during summer vacation, most of the audience at the competition were students.

Adults interested in the event mostly watched the live stream on their phones during working hours.

"...After a fierce preliminary round, three teams from each group advanced to the final."

"Before the final officially begins, let's interview the captains of the three groups."

The host walked up to the first group with the microphone and said with a smile:

"We can see that most of the members in this group are elementary school students..."

boom!

Before the host could finish speaking, he was stepped on by the blonde twin-tailed little girl in front of him.

"it hurts!"

Despite the excruciating pain in his feet, as a professional host, he did not squat down to rub them. He only contorted his face slightly before forcing himself to return to normal.