My wife is the stand-in.

Even if these big shots don't say anything, the bodyguards might still spread the story as a joke.

Soon, the entire branch and even the entire Yushan City will know that a former master scholar and now knight named Amanosaki has had his erotic lines from his erotic character illustration read aloud by a big shot.

Such a bizarre event, endorsed by multiple big names, deserves to be featured on the homepage of the "Romance and Romance" section's trending list for a full eighty-one days!

By then, Haitian soy sauce will have been fully dried in the sun, not to mention its reputation!

"No!"

"still have a chance!"

Amanosaki raised his head, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"As long as there are no witnesses, it's considered a complete infiltration. Similarly, if there are no survivors, the joke is no longer a joke!"

Rin Tohsaka, standing outside the door, helplessly crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

She watched as he laughed incessantly, his amber-like face melting like amber, and said irritably, "Have you laughed enough? Amanosaki is now determined to kill you all. I'm serious."

Upon hearing this, Amber Man rubbed his face with both hands, and in a few quick movements, he pinched the almost melted amber back to its original shape, flicked it lightly on the tip of his nose, and his entire face was fixed in place.

"Haha... cough! Well, we'll have to ask Miss Rin to explain this to us."

Amber Gong opened his mouth and couldn't help but laugh. He coughed a few times before continuing.

"What did I say? You insulted him first."

“Oh! Otherwise,” Amber waved his hand, “we actually planned to do this…”

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A soft knock reached his ears. Amanosaki, who was planning how to take everyone outside down with lightning speed, realized that it was Rin knocking.

He was so angry that he didn't reply at all.

"Nozaki, come out."

Silence remained, and Amanosaki's anger was palpable.

"Nozaki, these people mean well..." Rin Tohsaka's words were immediately interrupted.

"Rin, are you going to betray me too?"

Feeling wronged, resentful, ashamed, and angry.

Rin Tohsaka glared hatefully at Kohaku, that old scoundrel, leaned against the door, and sighed.

"Nozaki, let me finish. If you still want to kill them after I'm done, I won't waste any more words and I promise to take them down with me."

silence.

"That's right, Amber and the others' joke this time was indeed very excessive. However, I think their original intention was good."

"The intelligence department of the Yushan branch has deduced part of the characteristics of your superpower through analysis, namely the part about fame and my ability to transform into characters in your works."

"The Yushan branch has already started the process of repurchasing all your works and signing a contract with you to pre-purchase all your future promotional posters and works."

Rin Tohsaka paused for a moment, then continued:

"This means that the kind of ridicule you get from a great hero like today will no longer exist. Because all your future paintings will be officially endorsed, for the purpose of enhancing your superpowers."

“Cultivation is beyond reproach. Such a thing will never happen again from now on. They made this joke to make you clearly understand the importance of this condition. That’s one point.”

"Second."

Rin Tohsaka pointed at Aoi, the head of the intelligence department: "The woman outside will cooperate with the government to promote your work with all her might. She will even ask me to shoot commercials and other promotional videos to accelerate your popularity in all aspects. From now on, we will no longer have to worry about this."

Amanosaki felt a slight stirring in his heart, but still awkwardly refused to come out.

His changing thoughts did not escape Rin's notice. Rin Tohsaka knew she had a chance, so she continued to persuade him:

"Finally, there was the compensation for this reckless behavior, and the terms were really generous; even I was tempted."

'You're tempted? You're a girl who secretly works on weekends to earn money for gems, a money-grubbing bastard. As long as you're paid, what do you mean you're not tempted?' Amanosaki thought viciously.

Rin Tohsaka rolled her eyes.

'Shall I leave?'

"Should I fight them to the death right now?"

"...Tell them to destroy those booklets immediately."

"Then give me a written agreement!"

Amanosaki's shouts grew louder and louder, instantly easing the tense atmosphere in the reception room. Kohaku smiled and asked Deputy Section Chief Hu Zhun to take out the contract for signing, while gesturing for everyone to shut up and not laugh. At the same time, he silently burned Amanosaki's collection of works.

"Baldy, collect those terracotta warriors. Amanosaki probably wants to kill them."

The old man, called Baldy, shook his head slightly: "Only by taking it back in person can he feel at ease... Sigh, these kids nowadays, they really don't understand the concept of rights and responsibilities being intertwined. They have the guts to draw it, but why don't they have the guts to admit it?"

“I think we went too far. Look at these paintings, how inspired they are! They’re simply geniuses. It would be a real shame if this fright killed his inspiration.”

The muscular man regretfully tossed the booklet into the brazier and secretly hid his favorite Minamoto no Yorimitsu in his back pocket.

Qingniang smiled and nodded, pretending not to have seen the muscular man's actions.

About five minutes later, the ward door creaked open.

Amanosaki stepped out, prepared to face those mocking and ridiculing eyes.

But then they saw that Amber and the heads and deputy heads of each department were all sitting solemnly.

The invisible aura of the superior surged towards him like a tidal wave.

Chapter 42: Dedicating Oneself to an Ideal

It has been said that intelligent people are good at reading between the lines, while foolish people appear dull and complacent.

In Japan, such people are known as "those who can't read the room."

Amanosaki, whose intelligence is within the normal range, does not belong to any of the aforementioned individuals. He can ignore these branch leaders, who are equivalent to provincial-level cadres, without changing his expression.

It's simply because he has given up on himself.

Anyone who, faced with such a socially fatal scene, did not choose to die for their cause would probably be like Amanosaki, physically sitting indoors, but their spirit already adrift.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were lifeless.

My joy vanished with the scene just now; perhaps I will never experience joy or sorrow again in this life.

Amanosaki thought to himself.

“Ahem, let me explain first. Because the conditions later are a bit harsh, in order to appease you, Qingniang from the intelligence department suggested that our branch cooperate with the Yushan government, and you take on the role of… what’s it called?” Amber Duke forgot the name halfway through his sentence.

“An animator,” Qingniang whispered, covering her mouth with her sleeve. “Responsible for providing character designs for animated films; to be precise, a character animator.”

“Yes, original artist.” Amber clapped her hands. “For a live-action movie, your abilities change too quickly. We plan to use what you drew to make an animated film.”

'Great! '

Amanosaki, whose face was ashen, suddenly twitched his eyes and his hands clenched involuntarily.

To produce animation, so that people around the world can appreciate the beauty of animation and anime/manga (ACG).

It is our duty to revive the glory of ACG!

"If you say so, I will try my best to fulfill your request; if not, I will do everything I can to complete it."

Amanosaki left his seat, stood up, bent over, leaned across the coffee table, and earnestly grasped Kohaku's hand, shaking it:

"The revival of Chinese animation begins here! Future generations of children must not be poisoned by that garbage!"

Seeing Amanosaki's sincere expression and sudden enthusiasm, Kohaku and the others were momentarily confused.

What's going on? It's even faster than the traditional face-changing act in Sichuan!

If I had known it was this simple, why did they ask for so much compensation before?

Amber Prince smiled and waved his hand. Seeing this, Qingniang naturally took over the role of the stern face.

She chuckled sweetly, her voice carrying a touch of allure: "The branch is paying such a hefty price, but there are conditions."

Amanosaki waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned with youthful arrogance.

He'd do anything, even kill, as long as he's given the chance to make animation and cultivate an ACG culture in this world.

"Is such that."

Seeing this, Qingniang pressed her advantage, saying, "First of all, the resources that Amber Lord proposed to favor you will inevitably require the branch to cut them from other heroes. Secondly, the branch will need to expend considerable effort to implement them."

"So although there are quite a few departments in the branch, only the four of us are sitting in the room right now. The other guards and department heads all have some reservations about the plan to guard Amber."

'I understand the struggles of interests, positions, and power.' Amanosaki nodded as if he hadn't expected it.

Qingniang took a sip of tea to moisten her throat before continuing in her voice—a voice that could make men as eager as bamboo shoots sprouting from the ground after a spring rain:

"Besides the other members of the branch, the head office is also very dissatisfied with Amber's arrangements."

Qingniang emphasized the word "dissatisfied".

"Jie Laobin is the number one sword master in the country and the only living master who has entered the Dao through technique. Although his actual combat ability is not the best, his status in the country is unshakable based solely on his achievement in entering the Dao."

"Then our Lord Amber warmly entertained the old man and introduced him to his disciple, but then turned around and stood him up."

The man in the vest rubbed his bruised scalp, a smug look on his face. "I've said it before, if the headquarters treats someone like an honored guest, what right do we, the branch headquarters, have to refuse?"

"Only the old man himself can say no to this kind of thing. He doesn't care about it now, but those who want to curry favor with him can't sit still."

"We're beset by internal and external troubles now, ah~ how pitiful." The man in the vest tried to imitate Qingniang's tone in a high-pitched voice, but even with the high-pitched voice, his rough voice sounded more like a screaming chicken than a mature woman's moan.

Qingniang glared at the man in the vest, then smiled helplessly at Tianyezaki: "Just like he said, we put in a lot of effort to provide these resources, so we have other requirements for you."

"Go on," Amanosaki said, sitting upright with his legs together, a serious expression on his face.

Qingniang took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Please debut as an idol and save the declining Yushan branch!"

"what?"

Amanosaki listened to the protagonist's declaration, which had appeared countless times in anime, comparable to a sports anime character saying, "I'll never touch basketball again" or "I'll never touch volleyball again," and felt a sense of disorientation for a moment.

“Qingniang.” Amber Duke stared wide-eyed.

Qingniang pouted, twisted her slender waist in dissatisfaction, and complained, "Fine, fine, I want you to become a nationally renowned hero, a standard-bearer for the new generation of the branch... If you ask me, today's heroes are no different from idol stars."