A super great writer in the second dimension

　Why don't you refuse to work?

　Right?

　That's so unfair, isn't it?

　Going to the point of canceling the number just to do this... is it really necessary?

　Is it really necessary?!

　Eh……

　Yuki under the sun was sunbathing in Hawaii.

　By the swimming pool of a private villa, parasols are perched overhead, and people lounge lazily on beach chairs, surrounded by chilled sashimi and colorful fruit drinks... watermelon, oranges, lemons, and ripe tomatoes...

　It's said that pregnant women crave sour foods, but Yukinoshita Haruno doesn't think so.

　A delicious sweet and sour taste...

　Ok……

　And there’s meat!

　Meat, meat, meat! !

　Yukino Yukinoshita is really conflicted. Does this mean that after having a child, the boss will lose interest in her?

　This is intolerable! Absolutely intolerable!

　Think about...

　Children need nutrition, and we can't be careless about it.

　I don't want to gain weight.

　Then... let's eat.

　Chewing is a form of exercise... right?

　So annoying!

　I've become a bit irritable.

　Because she's pregnant with the boss's child?

　Touched my belly.

　When was the bid won?

　Recall it!

　The answer is out!

　Yukino's expression turned somewhat strange.

　It worked on the first try!

　That's right, the only time the BOSS wasn't wearing a condom, and that's how I got hit!

　She'll be born in a few months.

　Although she disguised herself very well in front of the BOSS... Yukinoshita Haruno thought for a moment.

　'The child is adopted. We adopted him because he looks like the boss. That's all.'

　'The girl will be raised outside, the boy will be taken back home and raised there, then returned to the boss.'

　What kind of person should one cultivate?

　"Ahhh, come out quickly!"

　'I am bored……'

　'I really want to go back...'

　'You little rascal, come out here!'

　"Ouch..." Yukinoshita Haruno clutched her stomach...

　"You dare kick me?!"

　Yukino Yukino squinted her eyes in pain. "When you come out, Mommy will beat you!"

　……

　Eriri Sawamura pushed open the door and saw that awful person sitting in front of the desk.

　How hideous!

　Hiss... and he still looks completely nonchalant!

　Why am I so nervous? It's like I'm acting like an idiot!

　"Hey, Eriri, hasn't anyone told you that getting angry can cause wrinkles around your eyes?" Sanzenin Arashi said, relaxing. "Come and sit down."

　Eriri Sawamura stared blankly at Arashi Sanzenin.

　Crow's feet wrinkles?

　No!

　Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!

　Some people sat down in the chair angrily and slammed their little fists on the table.

　"Hey, what's up?"

　"Nothing."

　“…” Eriri was stunned for a moment.

　I'm so angry!

　Its innate rage level is maxed out; it will explode if touched.

　I'll flick your twin ponytails right in your face!

　"Alright, I was just kidding. It's like this." Sanzenin Arashi changed the subject, "Actually..."

　He told Eriri what had happened.

　"Oh?" Eriri raised an eyebrow: "Want to know what you should do?"

　The girl gave a half-smile.

　Sanzenin Arashi nodded. "Give me some advice."

　Eriri looked at Sanzenin Arashi.

　She laughed. "You're going to beg me?"

　"Oh?" Sanzenin Arashi rested her chin on her hands and smiled kindly. "Are you sure?"

　Eriri instinctively shrank back.

　"Of course!"

　Sanzenin Arashi looked at Eriri with an expression of concern for someone with intellectual disabilities, "Really?"

　"..."

　Eriri paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, fine... I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

　Animation, large-scale games, those are all fine, right?

　"..." Sanzenin Arashi looked at Eriri with a "you're smart" attitude. "We do want to make an anime, but we can't find any suitable works."

　Eriri laughed, "We have it ready-made, want to make it or not?"

　"Naruto?" Sanzenin Arashi asked.

　Eriri shook her head. "It's your work."

　“…” Sanzenin Arashi narrowed his eyes, “Sword Art Online…?”

　Eriri shook her head again.

　“I never expected to see your IQ…” Sanzenin Arashi sighed.

　"..." Eriri remained silent and took out a stack of A4 papers from her bag.

　Sanzenin Arashi paused for a moment.

　Ok.

　This is indeed something I drew myself.

　And... it's been a long time.

　There was a line of text written on the A4 paper.

　Attack on Titan

　I drew this last summer...

　..

454. A Certain Magical Index: The Movie!

　"I didn't expect you to still have this."

　"Shut up, so nagging..."

　Eriri put away the original manga manuscript.

　Arashi Sanzenin remembers that he drew this manga when he first came to Japan last year.

　For some reason, Sayuri arranged a drawing competition.

　Eriri and he each drew a manga, and she drew Attack on Titan.

　This dispelled Sanzenin Arashi's doubts.

　Attack on Titan's original manga sold over 200,000 copies, and 200,000 Blu-ray copies would generate nearly 2.5 billion yen in sales.

　This is just the Blu-ray/BD; the value of other related merchandise hasn't been calculated yet.

　In reality, it's just a huge IP.

　The United States has a super IP.

　Marvel.

　One of the founders of Marvel once said that he made many movies in his lifetime, with a total box office of $35 billion.

　But the related derivative products generated $47.5 billion!

　Sanzenin Arashi deeply agreed.

　To put it simply, Japanese animation, in its essence, is essentially an advertisement, as seen in the theatrical performances broadcast on television or the internet.

　After seeing this advertisement, people bought related merchandise.

　Blu-ray discs, figurines, drama CDs, and so on—these are all peripherals, derivatives, products derived from the advertisements for the main product.

　"How is it?" Eriri looked at Sanzenin Arashi. "I don't care."

　It's rare to see a girl who wears her tsundere expression on her face these days. Sanzenin Arashi pinched her chin. Eriri is such a silly little thing, the kind of idiot who would help someone count the money even after they've sold her out.

　"It's because you're an idiot that you don't care."

　"Varied……"

　"You're an idiot."

　"Green Mountain..."

　"Fool."

　"Woo..."

　As Sanzenin Arashi was disciplining Eriri, Nishikawa pushed open the office door, and Nishikawa Hayato, the temporary head of the NVR studio, walked in.

　"President."

　Sanzenin Arashi waved her hand, "Come and sit down."