Living in the bubble economy of Tokyo, I became a literary giant through lotteries.

Now it was Guan Guyu's turn to be stunned. This watch was bought by Kitamura Nobuyo at Guan Gufeng's request for her to make it easier for her to travel.

God knows where Kitamura got it from.

"Young Miss," Hayakawa Mei said, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at Guan Guyu, "you genuinely want to come to school."

Guan Guyu was taken aback. Hayakawa Mei used a fork to put the strawberry she had saved for last into her mouth and chewed it, her voice a little muffled.

"I'm telling you, you genuinely want to come to school. I've seen those who come to Keio to get a prestige, but they sit in the last row and are never seen from beginning to end, only showing up once during the final exams."

"Actually, I was originally planning to rent a place there too." Hayakawa Mei swallowed the strawberry. "But if I rented a place there, I wouldn't have any money to go out and have fun."

"It's a bit of a shame that I can't take you to eat ramen in Omori since you live in Roppongi." Hayakawa Mei picked up her coffee cup, took a sip, and her thoughts drifted back to food.

"Actually, I don't really live the life of a pampered young lady," Guan Guyu said softly.

Hayakawa Mei looked at her, waiting for her to continue, but there seemed to be no further response.

She changed the subject, and the two chatted like that, gradually becoming more comfortable with each other.

Afterwards, Hayakawa Mei took Guan Guyu to a Western restaurant near the school for lunch, and they went to class together in the afternoon, where Guan Guyu continued to help her copy the answers to the pop quiz.

After school in the evening, the two parted ways at the school gate. Hayakawa Mei said she was going back to catch up on sleep and grabbed Guan Guyu's arm before leaving.

"Tomorrow is my day off, but I still have to go to the library. You have to come and keep an eye on me."

"it is good."

The taxi stopped downstairs at the apartment building, and Guan Guyu went upstairs.

Guan Guyu took a taxi home and opened the door to find a person and two cats sprawled on the sofa.

Upon seeing Guan Guyu return, the two cats quickly ran to the cat tree to hide. In order to help them lose weight, Guan Guyu not only devised a weight-loss diet but also forced them to exercise.

Guan Gu Feng was lounging on the sofa, with an open copy of Weekly Shonen Jump lying on his chest, and a suspicious drool stain on the corner of his mouth.

She stood beside the sofa.

"I'm back."

Guan Gufeng suddenly raised his head and blinked a few times.

"Sis? You're back." He rubbed his eyes. "How was your day?"

Guan Guyu looked at the sleepiness under her younger brother's eyes, and suddenly smiled, thinking of the classmate who always couldn't help but doze off in class.

"not bad."

……

The next morning, Guan Gufeng, unusually, didn't sleep in. He got up to eat and then took Guan Guyu to school.

The drive was short. Guan Guyu flipped through today's lecture notes in the back seat, occasionally looking up to talk to him. She said that the cake at the coffee shop that Hayakawa Mei took her to yesterday was delicious, and that she would go home early to cook dinner since she didn't have class in the afternoon.

The car stopped at the school gate. Guan Guyu opened the car door, glanced back at him with expectant eyes, and then left.

"Uncle Kitamura, let's go to Studio Ghibli."

In the studio, only the sound of the coffee machine could be heard. No one else had arrived yet. Guan Gu Feng walked straight to Miyazaki Hayao's office and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Guan Gufeng pushed open the door, and Miyazaki Hayao was sitting behind the table, with NHK's morning news playing on the radio.

He looked up and saw Guan Gufeng standing at the door. He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses, put them back on, and made sure he wasn't seeing things.

"What's going on?" he asked, his tone puzzled. "What a rare guest, coming here so early in the morning."

As the saying goes, one doesn't visit a temple without a reason; one doesn't buy houses or withdraw cash.

Guan Gufeng walked over and sat down opposite him, getting straight to the point.

"Is the studio busy lately? Could you help me with an episode of animation, or recommend a company?"

"Hmm?" Miyazaki raised an eyebrow. "Why did you suddenly have this idea? Animation production isn't as simple as you think."

"Leaving aside the complicated process, each episode costs tens of millions of yen. How do you plan to recoup that?"

"This..." Guan Gufeng then realized that he had oversimplified things.

He wanted to make animation for two reasons. First, he wanted to create a genre that wasn't currently available on the market. There weren't many animations targeting teenage girls; there were no popular themes like school romance, magical girls, or idol chasing their dreams. He wanted to do something different.

On the other hand, he also wanted to help Sachiko Kamachi. If the animation was well-received, the music that was recognized by the market would be a solid resume.

She can gain better resources and freedom through this resume.

Of course, Kadokawa Shoten owns Kadokawa Pictures, so arranging a lucrative record deal for Sachiko Kamachi wouldn't be difficult.

But it's not so easy to owe favors to Haruki Kadokawa.

He had no choice but to rely on Kadokawa Haruki's connections to get his sister into school.

If you can help her with your own hands, there's no need to rely on others.

"You want to animate your K-On!" Hayao Miyazaki picked up his coffee cup. "That's simple, not as complicated as Dragon Ball, but..."

He gave a subtle smile that Guan Gufeng was familiar with. "How about Studio Ghibli makes an episode for you? I'll give you a friend's price. Anyway, we don't have much work lately. The post-production of Kiki's Delivery Service is finished, so everyone's free."

Guan Gufeng's eyes lit up, but then he realized that things were definitely not that simple.

Seeing this, Miyazaki spoke again, coaxing him gently, "Really, it's about whether you could sell me the rights to Spirited Away. I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and I really love this story..."

"Wait a minute." Guan Gufeng interrupted him, looked into his eyes, thought for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

"I'll give it to you."

"Huh?" Now it was Miyazaki's turn to be stunned. "What do you mean?"

"What 'giving it to you' means," Guan Gufeng took a sip of water, "that everything except the publishing rights for the comics and novels is yours."

The morning news on the radio had ended, and in its place was a very old enka song with a very long melody.

After a long while, Hayao Miyazaki slowly spoke.

"What are you after?"

"I have novels and comics, that's enough for me," Guan Gufeng said with a smile. "Besides, you've already given me a friend's price. Isn't it normal for friends to exchange gifts? Just leave me a voiceover."

Miyazaki looked at the young man in front of him. He hadn't known Guan Gu Feng for very long, only about a month since they first chatted in the studio courtyard.

But they interacted quite a bit: dubbing, helping each other, and watching the sunset together.

He considers Guan Gufeng to be a different kind of creator compared to those commercial writers.

But if you put yourself in his shoes, he might not be able to do what Guan Gufeng did and simply give away the entire animation copyright.

He knew that his friend, this seemingly carefree and lazy little fox, was serious about everything he said once he decided to.

"In that case, I won't refuse any longer." Miyazaki's gaze turned serious as he looked at him. "So, you'll be in charge of animation supervision?"

"Okay." Guan Gu Feng nodded. "I'll take care of the background music. The ending theme is already done."

When Miyazaki heard "soundtrack", his eyebrows twitched slightly. He had never seen Kazuya Sekiya touch any musical instrument.