A super great writer in the second dimension

　To this question, Sanzenin Arashi smiled and showed a friendly expression, "Of course, there is no problem, provided that your partner satisfies me. Love Live! is organized by me, and winning this competition will get my support and extensive publicity."

　Arashi Sanzenin left a metaphor, which Yazawa Nico was left to understand on her own.

　..

268. Tiny Tiny Tiny Tiny Shiro

　Arashi Sanzenin took Nico Yazawa home.

　Nico stood at her doorstep and gave Sanzenin Arashi a treat.

　She put her hands on her head and gave a deliberately cute look.

　NICONICONI~~

　It's so cute it's almost overwhelming!

　Motivated, Sanzenin Arashi headed straight to her NNV studio.

　As for the LoveLive auditions, he wasn't a professional, so he was quite confident entrusting the task to Yunye.

　……

　Sitting at his desk, Sanzenin Arashi plugged the USB drive into his computer and opened the character design list. His expression immediately changed.

　Looking at these character designs, Sanzenin Arashi frowned.

　'This…' He didn't know how to describe these settings.

　First and foremost, it's certain that this is the character design for FATE.

　There's Saber, Gilgamesh, Archer, Shirou Emiya, Kojiro Sasaki, and Berserker.

　But what's with this teenage version of Saber...?

　This character design was drawn by Mashiro; the girl finished this thing as soon as she returned from the hot spring inn.

　But Saber is like a decorative female protagonist in a visual novel.

　It completely lacks the heroic spirit of the original work. That golden-haired Pleasure King is simply a male escort. And Berserker... who are you, handsome guy?

　The art style has changed!

　Sanzenin Arashi silently took out her paintbrush and then called Aki Tomoya over.

　"Yo, President, what's up?" Aki Tomoya was full of confidence, looking like a successful businessman, exuding an aura that should be burned alive.

　"Have Mashiro stop designing her character for Fate. I'll handle that. Let her move on to background art." Sanzenin Arashi instructed her director. "Also, how's your script coming along? Let me take a look."

　Two minutes later, Aki Tomoya brought over a USB drive.

　"We have completed the production of chapters one to three. FATE has a total of seven major chapters, and the amount of text starts to increase dramatically from chapter four onwards... I have adopted a completely new production model."

　Aki Tomoya took a deep breath and reported, "With Aoyama-sensei's outline in hand, I found six scriptwriters."

　One of them was responsible for complicating Professor Aoyama's outline, that is, increasing its word count. I'll use the first chapter as an example.

　The outline of the first chapter of FATE is six hundred words long.

　I had the scriptwriter turn six hundred words into five thousand words.

　Every sentence is very detailed, with everything clearly marked in the margins, including what should be written and the emotions and concepts to be expressed.

　Then I divided the five thousand words into five plots.

　Finally, including myself, every Master and Servant in the original Fate series was written by a different scriptwriter.

　I believe this is the best way to showcase everyone's differences, whether in terms of personality or approach to tasks. I have made the greatest possible division of labor.

　Although doing this will increase costs, I think it will meet Professor Aoyama's requirements.

　It seems I really didn't make a mistake in choosing Aki Tomoya.

　Sanzenin Arashi felt a glimmer of hope upon hearing his words.

　Each scriptwriter is responsible for a pair of Servants and Masters; this kind of ingenious idea is simply unconventional.

　Sanzenin Arashi opened the USB drive and dragged out the files inside to examine them.

　The more you look at them, the brighter their eyes become.

　Unexpectedly, one of my subordinates has finally produced a useful talent.

　These plots are very well written, and most importantly, they clearly distinguish each character.

　Seven screenwriters wrote seven pairs of characters as protagonists, creating a feeling of a blockbuster movie.

　"Well done, keep it up." Sanzenin Arashi laughed. "You can go now, I still have things to do."

　……

　In the evening, Sanzenin Arashi stretched in front of her computer and saved a few character designs from Fate.

　Shiina Mashiro knocked on the door and then came in.

　“Take these and draw them in my style. Can you do that?” Sanzenin Arashi asked.

　Xiao Zhenbai nodded. "I have no problem with Lan's request, but I need to speak with Lan about something."

　"Hmm?" Sanzenin Arashi frowned. The studio was fully air-conditioned. The girl was wearing a pair of white pantyhose, and her slender legs looked very pleasing to the eye. She seemed to be holding something in her hand, her small fist clenched tightly, and her wine-red eyes flickered.

　A blush crept onto her fair face.

　"We agreed last time..." Shiina Mashiro walked up to Sanzenin Arashi and placed the things she was holding on the table.

　Sanzenin Arashi stared intently at the door, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly got up, walked to the office door, and locked the wooden door from the inside.

　On the table is... a condom!

　The packaging is purple, with the word "Durex" written on it—an English word that every man understands. One corner of the square plastic wrapper is even playfully curled up.

　"This... Mashiro, what do you mean?" Sanzenin Arashi's gaze, prompted by the previous action, swept over Mashiro's white-stockinged legs, the long and slender lines making him feel aroused.

　The girl in the gaze was more beautiful than usual. Xiao Zhenbai swung her legs, her white leather boots stomping on the ground. Her slender, three-dimensional legs made Sanzenin Arashi's palms sweat.

　“I made an agreement with Arashi last time, but something went wrong, so now…” Mashiro became unusually shy.

　Even Masashimi blushes when doing things like this.

　Sanzenin Arashi looked at the girl who was extending an invitation to him, pursed his lips, stepped forward, put his hand on her shoulder, placed his palm on the back of her fair neck, lifted a strand of platinum blonde hair and sniffed it. The girl's scent made him gasp.

　"We...are we right here?" Sanzenin Arashi asked, squinting. "Isn't this a bit..."

　"It's okay, it's fine here, so there won't be any more problems later." She was referring to the time she fainted from the water.

　Sanzenin Arashi slowly removed the clothes from her shoulders, and her delicate, fair body trembled slightly, as if she were a little scared.

　..

269. The Loser and the Rich, Handsome Man

　After the pair of flesh-colored white stockings on Mashiro's legs were removed, revealing smooth and delicate thigh skin, Sanzenin Arashi's gaze shifted back and forth between the girl's neckline and the bottom of her skirt, making Mashiro feel a little uncomfortable.

　Mashiro's heart pounded, and a blush of shy pink rose on her fair skin. She had done this scene countless times in CGs, but Mashiro was still a little shy. She lowered her head and dared not look directly at Sanzenin Arashi.

　"How do I do this again?" Sanzenin Arashi looked at the bow on the collar of the shirt and seemed a little lost.

　"Take it off like this..."

　Her slender fingers grasped the thread at the bottom of the bow and pulled it to the left and right. The beautiful gothic-style top gradually slipped down, revealing her fair and delicate shoulders, which were fastened with two white woolen straps that connected to the clothing below her collarbone.

　The evening glow streamed in through the window, giving Mashiro's pure face a mysterious allure.

　Sanzenin Arashi pushed the girl's delicate body and pressed her onto the desk. The girl's two fair hands grabbed Sanzenin Arashi's clothes to keep herself leaning forward.

　He reached inside Shiro's top and began to knead and squeeze her. With his other hand, he grasped her long, elegant, and graceful thigh, and slowly moved upwards along the back of her knee, finally slipping his hand under her skirt.

　"It's so itchy..."

　"Then I'll pay attention."

　"Um……"

　……

　Shiina Mashiro felt her older brother, Sanzenin Arashi, stroking the back of her neck. This action was accompanied by an electric shock-like sensation, and her heart couldn't help but race. She imagined scenes from CGs, fantasizing that Sanzenin Arashi would use this method to violate her next.

　Like in AngelBeats!!, the male protagonist pins the female protagonist down on the principal's office desk and cruelly takes her virginity.

　As pleasure gradually surged through Mashiro's heart, Mashiro responded to Sanzenin Arashi by raising her left leg.

　……

　After everyone at NNV Studios left work.

　Sanzenin Arashi sat at her desk, threw a torn white stocking into the trash, and then picked up a mop and air purifier.

　He first cleaned up the bloodstains in front of his desk, which were left when he had pinned Mashiro down on the desk and assaulted her.

　Then Sanzenin Arashi walked to the window, picked up a mop, and cleaned up the clear water stain on the floor, which was stained with traces of blood.

　He then walked to the sofa, picked up a cushion with mottled dark marks, put it in a large bag, and planned to throw it away when he got home.

　Then there were some platinum blonde hairs on the office chair; I picked them up and threw them into a bag to throw away later.

　After he finished doing all that, he carefully observed the room and made two rounds around the office before he noticed a puddle of liquid on the carpet next to the filing cabinet, which looked like someone had urinated on the floor.

　Arashi Sanzenin picked up a napkin from the table and wiped it on the carpet. Then he sprayed the spot with lemon-scented air freshener. After making sure that no residue would be left in the office, he sealed a large black bag and placed it on the table.

　Mashiro was resting on her desk, with a blanket that Sanzenin Arashi usually used for her afternoon naps in the office under her. Her breathing was steady, and her delicate body no longer showed any signs of the mess she had been in before.

　Sanzenin Arashi checked the time.

　It's already 7:30.

　When I confirmed it before, it was 5:20.

　Carrying Mashiro in a princess carry and placing her on the sofa, Sanzenin Arashi took responsibility for cleaning up the mess and handling logistical tasks.

　He opened the door, threw the black garbage bag into the plastic garbage bin outside, and then called the property management, instructing them to come and empty the garbage bin as soon as possible.

　Since graduating from high school, Yamauchi has been working in an office building next to JR station in Chiba.

　His job was to clean the toilets and dispose of the garbage in the building.

　He had already been off work for half an hour, tidying up the props in the property management office, and was about to go eat a bowl of delicious tonkotsu ramen when the phone rang.

　After he answered the call, he discovered that it was the building's largest tenant requesting a quick garbage disposal.

　He felt a sense of injustice towards this person named Qingshan Lan.

　This world is so unfair; the gap between people is huge.

　This person is not only young and rich, but also has a team of beautiful employees.

　'These wicked capitalists…' Dragging his somewhat tired body, Yamauchi took the elevator to the fourteenth floor and found the handsome young foreigner standing by the trash can waiting.

　This made him wonder. As soon as Yamauchi saw the other person smile, he sped up his work.

　He found only a black bag in the trash can, pursed his lips, cursed the exploitative bastard in his heart, and then took the bag and got on the elevator.

　Even though it was just a bag that didn't contain much trash, they specifically told me to throw it away... I couldn't help but open the trash bag and look inside.

　As soon as the garbage bag was opened, Yamauchi felt a fishy smell emanating from it. After seeing what was inside, his eyes widened in shock.

　A pile of white napkins and a sofa cushion—these are not important.

　Yamauchi gasped when he saw the white panties stained with bright red blood.

　Then there were those tattered white stockings next to her... I recognized Yamauchi!

　This person is listed on the building's registration form; she's an illustrator at NNV Studio, a beautiful girl named Shiina Mashiro.

　Yamauchi now fully understands why the other party requested that the trash be cleaned up at this particular time.

　This is fucking office play!!

　And this Ms. Shiina Mashiro is a complete virgin!!

　She was just eaten up by that damned foreigner. He must have used work-related issues to blackmail her, or threatened her with money, to take advantage of this lovely and pretty girl...

　It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung!

　Yamauchi thought indignantly.