Anime rating game

"Let's continue. Xia Chuan, it's your turn to speak next."

"Okay."

After reciting another line, Natsukawa Masuzu struck a strange pose, then instinctively reached out, only to realize that she had already graduated and didn't have her schoolbag with her. She quickly walked towards Masamune.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Mr. Masamune, what should we do with that crucial tool?"

"In the drawer of the table next to Mashiro."

Why is it placed there?

"To prevent it from being stolen and destroyed by Ji Tang Ruitai."

"Too."

Natsukawa Masaki nodded slightly, then quickly walked over, pulled out a drawer, rummaged through it, and soon found the book.

He gently opened the book, saw its contents, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Mr. Ji Tang, you're so careless! How could you just throw away such an important prop like that?

If it were me, I would have destroyed it or stored it in a bank safe deposit box long ago.

"April 21, Sunday, sunny."

I went to Imamura Clothing Store to buy those fingerless gloves, but the clerk, with an incredulous expression, told me they didn't have them.

Is this store running low on stock? Or is it so popular that it's sold out?

I really want to get my hands on it soon and race through this cold street.

"July 4th..."

? ?

Ji Tangrui was stunned for a few seconds, then subconsciously flipped through the script in his hand.

Exactly the same? Is it an animation script? But why is it so thick?

???

The next moment, he suddenly realized what was happening and tried to grab it, but Natsukawa Masaki easily dodged it.

Judging by its thickness, how familiar it looks, and that mischievous expression, could it be my cringey notes?

In the instant of realization, Ji Tangrui broke out in a cold sweat, his heart pounded, and his breathing became rapid.

This feeling is probably something only Yuta Tomie and Hachiman can understand.

As Natsukawa Masuzu read aloud, and as the suppressed laughter gradually rose around him, Kido Eita instinctively covered his head and crouched down in defense.

But her voice, like a demonic whisper, continued to enter my ears.

Some diaries are not too bad, but some are so embarrassing they're explosive.

"Aaaaaah...! I'll fight you to the death!"

Realizing that Natsukawa Masaki showed no sign of stopping, Kido Rui shouted and tried to snatch it again.

"Help!"

Natsukawa Masuri quickly dodged, hiding behind Masamune, and asked with a wicked grin:

"Ji Tangjun, this isn't mine. Besides, do you intend to molest a girl in public? There are security cameras over there. If I call the police, I wonder how many years you'll be sentenced to?"

Ji Tangrui clenched his fists in frustration. This guy was utterly useless except for his pretty face.

"President Hayase, where did you find this diary? After the 'Chuunibyou Love' series aired, I immediately searched everywhere, looking in every possible place."

"All the other diaries were destroyed immediately after they were found, but this one has never been found."

"What do I have to do for you to give it back to me?"

“This is our most important prop, so we can only return it to you after the animation is finished.” Masamune paused, then said with a smile, “Don’t worry, there’s only this one copy. We haven’t made any copies or uploaded any electronic versions.”

Is this a threat?

Isn't that definitely a threat?

No photocopies or electronic versions? That would be a lie!

Ji Tangrui took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, and kept reassuring himself that he had already lost so much face, so what difference would a little more make?

Although I don't know where the other party found it, since I threw it away and then the other party found it, theoretically it no longer belongs to me.

Moreover, having signed the contract, I had no room to resist.

"Huff...huff...let's continue."

Kido Ruita slapped his cheeks twice to signal Natsukawa Masaki to continue reading.

"Tuesday, April 23, cloudy."

On the way back, Chiwa asked me why I was carrying firecrackers while walking, so this is what I answered her.

So, what are your plans for dealing with a terrorist attack?

Listening to Natsukawa Masaki's recitation, Kitō Ruita's lips twitched incessantly. He looked up at the ceiling, a wicked expression on his face.

Fu Qian, I'm sorry.

I used to think your rolling around on the ground was an exaggeration, but now I realize I underestimated you.

When it was my turn, things didn't seem much better.

Now, it's your turn to laugh at me.

"Ryuta, isn't this your diary?" Harusaki Chiwa finally realized what was happening and tugged at his sleeve a few times.

"Oh, I wrote it, haha... I really want to travel back in time and slap myself."

Why write a diary if there's nothing to do?

It's one thing to write, but to not even save it properly.

Chapter 440 Because I'm So Cute!

After several tens of minutes, Kiritsugu Emiya and the others finally arrived, and Eita Kido stopped at the opportune moment.

This animation is, after all, only a short series of thirteen episodes. After cutting off the beginning and end, removing a lot of daily life scenes, and leaving only interesting famous scenes, there is not much content left.

"Is that about it?"

Seeing that Kido Eita looked exhausted, his eyes lifeless, as if he had just experienced a catastrophe, Masamune smiled and said:

"Thank you for your hard work. That's all for today. We'll contact you again if we need anything later."

"it is good."

Ji Tang Ruitai responded expressionlessly, then asked:

"The animation is divided into two parts: iconic scenes and everyday life. This method is indeed very useful for iconic scenes, but I probably don't need to perform in the everyday life part, right?"

“No, it’s not necessary, but there are many other areas where I need your help.”

Masamune paused, then tried to give an example:

"For example, your opinion is quite important when it comes to music selection."

"Your help is also needed for the emotional analysis, dialogue simulation, and scene selection of the male and female protagonists."

"For example, if we want to create a scene in an animation where the male and female protagonists go on a date, it would definitely be more effective if the people involved assisted in this."

Kido Ruitai casually said "Oh," but unconsciously thought:

A date? With this woman? Impossible! I hate this kind of scheming, wicked woman.

"Musashino should have four anime series this season, right? Why are there only two production teams working on it?"

"New Game is a workplace anime, and we'll be going to that game company for on-site research later. As for Angel Beats, the male protagonist, Yuzuru Otonashi, needs to take care of his younger sister and doesn't have time to come."

At this point, Masamune sighed softly:

"As for the two female leads, Tachibana Kanade is still lying in the hospital ward, and Nakamura Yuri is completely useless."

I see. So only the two production teams involved would come to Musashino to perform like this.

Kido Ruita secretly glanced at Ilya. With her long, silver-white hair and petite figure, she was clearly a completely different type from Natsukawa.

Even though he hasn't watched much anime in the past two years, Kido Eita is still quite familiar with Illya.

The pairing of a young girl with an older man is a visually appealing element in any work.

Unfortunately, there's probably no one with Hercules' physique in reality, so no one would partner with her.

The girls around her, whose "peer-aged" she didn't recognize, glanced around and then looked at Masamune:

"May I see the results of my work?"

"of course can."

Masamune leaned close to Mashiro's ear, and after receiving permission, handed a stack of drawings from the table beside her to Kido Eita.

"Be careful not to break it, or you'll have to start all over again."

"no problem."

Kido Ruitai carefully took the drawing and, with a sense of reverence, gently turned the pages.

"Amazing! From facial expressions and movements to subtle changes in their eyes, it's exactly the same as what we were just doing—it's a perfect recreation!"

'It seems like we haven't stopped for a moment; she was drawing with both hands simultaneously, yet she didn't miss a single scene.'

'Putting everything else aside, this level of drawing speed alone is enough to leave countless people far behind.'

As he slowly turned the pages, it seemed as if Jidou Ruitai's soul was being cleansed.

Looking at the exquisite and vivid painting in my hand, the hard work, embarrassment, and anger I had just felt seemed insignificant.

"Thank you, this is truly eye-opening."

"Haha... You're welcome." Masamune shook his head with a smile. "If you're not busy now, you might as well stay and watch Ilya and the others' performance. You might be able to use it as a reference later."

Ji Tangrui paused, realizing that things weren't going to end so easily after all.