Anime rating game

If it were any other organ that I had two of, I would definitely give one to her.

This feeling of having to wait silently is unpleasant, and Yuzuru Otonashi knows it better than anyone.

"That's it..."

During the long wait, the operating room doors slowly opened, and Yuzuru Otonashi immediately stepped forward to inquire.

"Doctor, how is Hatsune Miku?"

"The surgery was successful, and no rejection reaction has been detected so far. We just need to wait for the patient to wake up."

"Great!"

Otonashi Yuzuru breathed a long sigh of relief.

……

In the afternoon, in the ward, Otonashi Hatsune slowly opened her eyes.

Am I still alive?

The thought had barely formed when he noticed his brother, who looked worried, and the other people in the ward not far away.

"Brother, was the surgery successful?"

"Yes, the doctor said the surgery was very successful and I can be discharged once I have fully recovered."

"Really? That's great."

Otonashi Hatsune paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face.

The word "discharge" is both unfamiliar and familiar. In the past, we could only silently watch the people in our wards being discharged or passing away.

And now, it's finally my turn.

"Mr. President, thank you."

"Don't be shy, get some rest and try to recover as soon as possible," Masamune said with a smile.

"Hmm." After greeting a few people she knew, Otonashi Hatsune turned to a girl she didn't recognize and, judging from her appearance, tentatively asked, "Are you Ms. Nakamura Yuri?"

"It's me, Hatsune Miku. Nice to meet you."

"Please give me your guidance. Have you seen the performance?"

"I just saw her. She couldn't leave the ward, so she asked me to tell you that the surgery was successful."

"Thank you."

At this moment, Otonashi Hatsune inexplicably fell silent.

I always feel a bit despicable, but if I had to choose between my brother and Kanade, I would definitely choose my brother.

Therefore, I didn't try to get to know her during this time; I just maintained a normal relationship with her as a fellow patient.

"Mr. President, is the animation production starting this season?"

"That's right. The main members of the production team have been assigned at the planning meeting this morning. Tomoyo and Yuzuru Otonashi will be in contact with them later."

"Is the voice acting selection complete?"

"No, we usually wait until the storyboards are almost finished before we start auditioning voice actors. Do you want to give it a try?"

"No, thank you." Otonashi Hatsune declined with a smile. "After I'm discharged from the hospital, I need to prepare to go back to school. I haven't been to school for many years, so I'm sure I'll fall behind in my studies. The thought of having to start from elementary school again is just awful."

Upon hearing this, Masamune subconsciously looked at Otonashi Yuzuru.

In terms of age, Otonashi Hatsune is currently in her first year of high school.

However, according to previous investigations, she has never left the ward since she entered the hospital when she was in the fifth grade of elementary school.

"It's really not appropriate for someone this age to go to primary school. How about this, I'll find someone to help arrange it so he can go straight to the first year of high school."

"However, you still have to take the entrance exam."

"Once she has recovered, you can teach her all the subjects from elementary school to the first year of high school, and help her catch up on any knowledge she lacks."

“No problem.” Otonashi Yuzuru’s expression was unusually serious; he had also thought of this issue.

Previously, Hatsune Miku was in poor health and could pass away at any time, so she had never thought about what would happen afterward.

Looking back now, going straight to high school was definitely the best option.

Chapter 438 Tired, Let's Destroy

With many schools at the primary, middle, and high school levels gradually reopening, April has entered its middle period.

As a member of the public, Masamune does not need to go to school.

However, in order to gather material for the season's animation, he also began to frequently take people in and out of different schools.

Among them, New Game is a workplace anime, while the other three anime mainly involve school settings.

The battleground and the magical girl's school are real places, easy to find; just take a picture and draw it exactly as it is.

The only school in Angel Beats doesn't exist in reality, so we had to find a school with a similar architectural style and recreate it.

Unfortunately, regardless of which school it was, the people involved in the story had already graduated, so Masamune and the others always felt a little awkward every time they went there.

"These won't do; we need people to reference."

That morning, looking at the photos that had been taken, Mashiro pushed the photos aside and looked up at Masamune.

"That's true, it's always good to have something to refer to." Masamune nodded slightly.

He knew very well that Mashiro wasn't unable to draw without references; he was simply striving for perfection.

With real models, the drawing will definitely be more exquisite than one drawn from imagination.

Of course, there are troubles, after all, whether it's Illya and the others, or Natsukawa Masuzu and the others, they have all graduated from the school in the story.

Moreover, some people went to other schools.

However, it is our duty to solve these problems.

"You draw the parts you can draw first, and I'll call the person in charge immediately."

"Ah."

Masamune walked to the side and began dialing everyone's phone numbers one by one.

"...So, you mean you want me to model Haneyama High School uniform?"

"Not only that, but they may also have to recreate famous scenes from the anime."

"Oh...? So, the male lead, Kido Eita, and that Chihuahua will also be there?"

Sensing the excitement in Natsukawa Masami's tone, Masamune smiled and said:

“That’s right, those two are much easier to talk to than you. They agreed before I even finished speaking.”

"What time? Now?"

"Yes, if you have time."

"I'm available anytime, but I'll need your help to prepare the school uniform. Also, I don't wear other people's hand-me-downs."

"Of course. Don't worry about the clothes, we have two different styles for performances and for painting."

Are there any differences between these two?

"The models and sizes are different, aren't they?"

"Okay, wait for me a moment, I'll be right there."

After Natsukawa Masuzu, many people agreed, but when it came to Ilya, she refused with unusual decisiveness.

"...Wearing elementary school clothes is already incredibly embarrassing, but to recreate a famous scene from an anime? You might as well just kill me."

"Miyu and Chloe have both agreed."

"...So what? Don't think I'll take the bait just like that."

"Then I'll hang up."

"No! Try to persuade me a few more times, and maybe I'll agree?"

Upon discovering that Ilya was getting anxious, Masamune couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll be waiting for you in Musashino."

……

"This is…?"

As soon as she entered, Ilya saw many large pictures posted on the wall, some of her own, some of Miyu and the others, and some of the girls she didn't recognize.

All of them are static images, and the scenes are somewhat simple, but they are very beautiful.

Moreover, the sight of her anime-style image being posted on the wall made her inexplicably a little shy.

"Has Miyu and the others not arrived yet?" Ilya walked quickly toward Masamune and the others.

"It's not that fast. You're in Tokyo, so it's naturally faster for you. They have to come from Fuyuki City. If you calculate the time it used to take you to get from Fuyuki to Tokyo, you can roughly figure out when they'll arrive."

Ilya quickly calculated in her mind that Sera drove relatively slowly, and there were traffic lights everywhere in Tokyo; they had just been stuck in traffic for a while.

As for Miyu and the others, their mother is definitely driving. She always likes to speed, so they'll probably be taking the highway.

"Hmm...it seems they'll be here soon. Specifically, what do you need me to do today?"

"Wait a moment, not everyone is here yet. You can take a look at how the others are doing it."

"it is good."

After waiting for a few minutes, a silver-haired, blue-eyed girl walked in from outside.

Although it's wrong to judge a book by its cover, the moment Ilya saw her, words like "scheming" and "vixen" automatically popped into her mind.

"I'm sorry I'm late, President Hayase."

Natsukawa Masaki greeted them as she walked briskly over.

Without making a sound, he glanced at Kido Ruita, whose gaze was fixed on the Chihuahua, and at the Chihuahua glaring at him, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Although we have no past grievances or recent grudges, I still enjoy bullying these little idiots the most.