"Miss Togawa, would you like to earn some pocket money?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested."
"And also… stop right there. If you come any closer, I'm calling the police!"
By now, Tokyo had already been shrouded in dusk. The slightly run-down street, bathed in dim yellow twilight, unexpectedly took on a dreamlike quality.
However, a certain girl wearing the Haneoka school uniform—who looked like she had just gotten out of school—had no mood at all to appreciate the scenery. Instead, she stared warily at the boy who had suddenly struck up a conversation with her.
And honestly, it wasn't strange that she reacted this way.
After all, this road was already sparsely populated, and at this moment there were only the two of them. On top of that, the boy's suspicious choice of words…
You could say the criminal flags were completely maxed out.
"Please rest assured, Miss Togawa. I'm not a good person."
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"…This is my business card."
Seeing the suspicion and vigilance in the girl's eyes growing deeper and deeper—so much so that she was already about to call the police and send him in for an eel rice bowl—the boy coughed lightly, stopped fooling around, and took out his business card, handing it to her.
"…"
Looking at the card the boy offered, Sakiko hesitated for a moment before finally taking it.
However, her other hand still gripped her phone tightly, the emergency number already entered. If the boy made the slightest suspicious move, she could send him straight to the station.
"President of Tokyo Houbun Animation Co., Ltd… Kamijou Mutsuki."
The girl read out the description on the card word by word.
"Or you can just call it Houbunsha… If you're doubtful, Miss Togawa, you can search for it on social media. I have an officially verified account there."
In order to dispel the girl's doubts, the boy—
That is, Kamijou Mutsuki—said this with a smile.
As for his identity…
There was no need to elaborate; it was already quite clear.
That's right. He was not a native existence of this world. His soul came from a planet similar yet different from this one.
However, it wasn't a typical case of physical transmigration or soul possession.
Or rather, compared to "transmigration," "reincarnation" was a more fitting description.
He had only recently recovered memories of his previous life, and along with them came the standard package of an outsider.
Good news: he had a system.
Bad news: it was from Cat Guest.
Kamijou Mutsuki's system was called "Houbun Production." By producing animation and harvesting emotions, it allowed him to exchange for various miraculous items, abilities, and talents.
Although it wasn't the kind of system that could let him instantly transform into Homelander on the spot, compared to those predecessors whose systems only allowed them to act cute and coquettish, Kamijou Mutsuki's Houbun Production was already very powerful.
Having one at all was good enough—what more could he ask for?
And as for his first work…
Judging by the girl standing in front of him, the answer was already obvious.
That's right—it was the legendary "band prime-time drama" that opened up a whole new track for band anime: MyGO!!!!!
And just by looking at this girl, it was clear that this was the BanG Dream! world.
Kamijou Mutsuki felt utterly hyped.
Producing MyGO!!!!! in the BanG Dream! world…
As a BanG Dream! fan, Kamijou Mutsuki could only say: this was way too fun.
He had to do it. He absolutely had to do it. Even without the system, he would still do it (meaning: make MyGO!!!!!)!
As long as he could make MyGO!!!!!, he was willing to do anything!
"No need…"
Perhaps influenced by Kamijou Mutsuki's confident attitude, Sakiko didn't doubt his identity.
"However, as the president of an animation company… what business could you possibly have with an ordinary student like me?"
Her tone remained polite, but a hint of impatience had already appeared in her eyes.
It wasn't that she lacked patience—if the conversation dragged on any longer, she'd be late for her part-time job.
"Our company is preparing to produce a phenomenon-level animation. There's a role in it that suits Miss Togawa perfectly… no, rather, it has to be Miss Togawa, and no one else…"
In truth, the system hadn't required that the character be voiced by the real person.
But at this point, it had nothing to do with the system anymore.
This kind of fun…
Ahem. How could he tolerate such a huge flaw in his own work?
Just imagining MyGO!!!!! being voiced by strangers made Kamijou Mutsuki feel like Soyo who couldn't get in touch with Sakiko—so restless he couldn't sleep at night.
That kind of thing—no, absolutely not (tragic)!
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any intention of becoming a voice actor right now. Please look for someone else."
Faced with Kamijou Mutsuki's invitation, Sakiko politely chose to refuse.
It wasn't that she didn't want to earn money…
It was mainly because the boy in front of her was simply too suspicious to trust.
"If there's nothing else, then I'll—"
"Since Miss Togawa doesn't agree, then I'll have to get forceful…"
Seeing the boy's expression suddenly darken, the wariness in Sakiko's eyes instantly deepened. However, just as she lifted her phone, her arm was grabbed.
"Please, Miss Togawa. If it's not you, then watashi—"
"What would it take for you to agree? As long as it's something I can do, I'll do anything!"
Sakiko: "???"
You really are full of nothing but yourself!
For some reason, such words flashed through her mind. Still, her rationality suppressed the urge to say them out loud.
Looking at the boy in front of her, who had suddenly switched faces and was now "begging" her, she nearly lost her composure.
Compared to being the president of an animation company, Sakiko felt that Kamijou Mutsuki would be much more suitable as a colleague of her childhood friend's father.
"Let go of me—"
The girl named Togawa Sakiko was obviously not someone who would be persuaded so easily. What's more, she seemed to see the shadow of a certain detestable person in Kamijou Mutsuki, which only made her more irritated.
"All right,"
Unexpectedly, Kamijou Mutsuki didn't cling stubbornly like a certain divorced rich lady who shall remain unnamed.
"If Miss Togawa truly isn't willing, then I respect your choice."
"But before that… please take a look at this."
Kamijou Mutsuki took out a document from his coat and handed it to Togawa Sakiko.
"This is…?"
Despite her impatience, out of politeness and curiosity, Sakiko still took the contract from him. However, the moment she read its contents, her pupils trembled violently.
It was as if she had suddenly heard Haruhikage sung by Soyo—her mind went completely blank, and she stood there like a wooden puppet.
"Debt… claim… transfer… contract…"
Togawa Sakiko read out those words in a dry voice, instantly feeling as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.
"Miss Togawa."
At this moment, the boy's calm voice sounded beside her ear once more.
"…You wouldn't want people coming to your school to chase you for debt, would you?"
Seeing the ugly expression on the girl's face, the corner of Kamijou Mutsuki's mouth couldn't help but curl upward slightly.
Like a harmless little white rabbit, he finally tore away the disguise, revealing beneath it the true face of a big bad wolf.
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