With Takeshi's and others' testimony, the truth soon became clear.
"So it was Mirai-sensei who saved that person!"
"I knew he had been wronged!"
After hearing what happened, the fans became very excited and immediately pointed at the man and began to curse.
The other guests and celebrities observed the development of the incident with glee. After learning the truth, everyone looked at Takumi with new eyes and even admired him. Naturally, they were happy to see the one who framed him suffer.
Alice was even more forceful and bluntly revealed the man's identity.
"You're a reporter from Kaiyō News Agency, right? The one who induced the child to jump into the Kamo River that day was your colleague!"
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the entire venue erupted in a wave of condemnation.
"Damn it, it turned out to be them, no wonder he framed Mirai-sensei!"
"I read the report; those reporters have been arrested; he must be here seeking revenge!"
"Where is journalists' professional ethics!"
"Despicable, it's a shame to work with you!"
Not only Mirai-sensei's fans, but even some media reporters insulted her. The incident at the Kamo River left the reporters with sour faces. 'He hadn't expected the people from Kaiyō News Agency to be unrepentant and discredit the industry once again.'
The temperature in the venue began to rise. Tanaka observed the scene, and his face turned pale.
"This Alice, how did she become so powerful after not seeing her for years? What a cruel method. Even though I bribed her, I'll prioritize her to report Kanto's animation news in the future, but if this situation continues, will she tell me?"
Tanaka felt a chill down his spine, not knowing whether to leave.
At that moment, Hirano-sensei approached Takumi with a happy face: "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so hidden!"
Mangaka Mirai-sensei, it turned out that this was Takumi's true identity.
Hirano-sensei simply stood up and declared that Takumi was not Mirai-sensei. Remembering it, he felt very embarrassed, but Hirano-sensei wasn't angry. On the contrary, he felt happy. He possesses literary and musical talent. What luck to find such a talented young man!
The Japanese cultural industry is very prosperous and has thousands of followers. Unknown authors are unknown, but best-selling authors are as popular as superstars, especially those with exceptional looks, considered idols by thousands of people.
The value of this idol is even higher than that of a singer, and fan loyalty can last for decades or even a lifetime.
After tonight, no matter what Takumi thinks, he will undoubtedly be acclaimed as an idol-style mangaka, with talent and looks. He continues to study music and can achieve fame even if he doesn't pursue professional music.
For the song "Time, After, Time," Hirano-sensei still wondered why Takumi's first song was a fan song. Now he understands that Detective Conan is his work and he writes songs that connect with the story...
It's incredible. 'From ancient times to the present, how many people can do this?!'
"If you ask me, Mirai-sensei is not only very reserved, but also a master of disguise with a unique temperament."
Another person approached, a middle-aged man with a smile on his face: "You are so young, and you arrived here as the head of Hinotori Publishing's department, but no one noticed you. Mirai-sensei... you made it very difficult for us to hide you!"
Takumi looked at him confused.
"Director Kaito." Hirano-sensei turned and smiled. He introduced himself to Takumi: "I am the deputy director of the television station."
"My name is Kaito."
The middle-aged man smiled and handed him a business card. Takumi took it and saw that the identity listed on it was that of the deputy director of the Osaka television station.
"Hello."
He quickly greeted him, wondering what the director was doing there.
Kaito, aware of his doubts, smiled faintly.
"Mirai-sensei, the carnival is being broadcast live in the city. With your appearance, our customer service hotline is almost collapsing!" He pointed to the stage: "Would you mind coming up on stage with me to announce the broadcast of Pokémon?"
Takumi looked up and saw the man on stage being dragged off by the staff. The stage became calm again.
"Okay." Takumi nodded and then went up on stage with Kaito.
Among the audience, everyone had deep envy in their eyes. The deputy director of the television station personally invited Mirai-sensei. It was a great honor. There was no suspense about the new animation from the golden animation theater. It must be Pokémon!
Tanaka's eyes reddened.
He looked at the boy who went up on stage under the lights. He was so dazzling. The place erupted in warm applause for him, and thousands of girls screamed.
"That was mine, it was mine!"
Tanaka roared in his heart. Hinotori Publishing was dismantled, Tsuki Animation was dismantled, and even Takumi snatched away the broadcast time. He became a loser. What made him want to vomit blood was that, from the moment the fans rushed to Takumi, he didn't look at him once and completely forgot about him.
"Does he look down on me?"
Tanaka asked, reluctant to accept it. He had done so much, not to mention the successful framing, but Takumi dared to ignore him.
It was too exasperating.
"Let's go!"
Tanaka didn't want to stay any longer. He coldly spat out a word, turned around, and left with his subordinates.
Upon leaving, he saw a familiar figure.
"Takeshi, what do you want to do?"
Tanaka was so furious he couldn't speak. He had raised him for so many years, but he changed the situation and even testified in favor of Takumi.
Takeshi looked at him coldly.
"Nothing." He slowly said: "I've come to bring a message for Alice. She said she would let you go today for the sake of our past. And thank you for your little trick. If it weren't for you, I don't know when Takumi would reveal his identity."
"Thanks for your little trick..."
Tanaka felt so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood. He really wanted to slap himself. He didn't have time to think of such a low trick, which backfired, and the others thanked him!
It was too uncomfortable. He didn't have the courage to stay any longer and left more quickly.
Tanaka walked very fast. His subordinates knew he was upset and didn't dare to speak.
But when they arrived at the parking lot, a bodyguard's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Young master, look at that girl..."
Tanaka looked up and saw a girl in a pristine white dress walking towards the street. She was alone, and her back looked very lonely.
'Wasn't she someone from Takumi's circle? When did she leave the venue?' Forget it, no matter the time, Tanaka is in a bad mood, and it's bad luck for the girl to run into him.
"Let's go."
Tanaka approached with his bodyguards and patted her shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you...".
He said nothing more, because the next second, he lost consciousness and could no longer remember what had happened.
When Tanaka woke up, he found that he and several bodyguards were only wearing underwear and had been thrown into the freezing sewer...
"The girl in the red scarf!"
Takeshi's words enlightened him; he couldn't take it anymore, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
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