Crossover Anime: The Heroine is in Trouble? I Take Advantage of the Situation

I just thought this quiet neighbor was reliable, but I didn't expect him to expose his shameless true colors so quickly.

"My suggestion is always valid." Seiji Fujiwara wasn't angry, shrugged, and left.

"Don't even think about it!"

Shi Yu watched his retreating figure and said angrily.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 2 submission, Machida Enko’s doubts

Return to the apartment.

Seiji Fujiwara put Utaha's matter out of his mind and focused on important matters.

——Make money!

He turned on the old, secondhand computer and typed out the words "6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns" from his mind, one by one.

The gift package provided by the system includes an outline, character design, and inspirational ideas...

After receiving.

It was as if he had written the book himself.

He knows every single detail inside and out.

clap clap-

The sound of keyboard typing echoed through the apartment.

soon.

Seiji Fujiwara typed out the entire main text and outline.

He stretched, saved the file to a floppy disk, and then went to rest.

the next day.

Seiji Fujiwara took the floppy disk, printed out the manuscript, and went to submit it to the Shinazugawa Bunko imprint.

……

……

Shinazugawa Bunko, three volumes of editing.

The atmosphere was somber.

The annual Newcomer Awards receive hundreds or even thousands of submissions.

All the editors were working overtime like crazy to review manuscripts, and many of them even lived at the company, working nearly twenty hours a day.

among them.

Machida Sonoko is also a workaholic.

On the table in front of her, there was a small mountain of submissions from newcomers.

"About My Reincarnation in Another World and the Start of a Harem"... It's another harem story.

"My Yandere Childhood Friend Loves Me Too Much"... It's another childhood friend story.

"My Little Sister Can't Fall in Love with Me... That's illegal!"

Machida Sonoko felt her brain being relentlessly bombarded with submissions from countless contributors, her mind on the verge of numbness.

She picked up her coffee and stared blankly out the window.

They even began to contemplate life and question the meaning of their job.

Just then, a polite inquiry broke the silence at the office door.

"Hello, is this the place that accepts submissions from newcomers?"

A clear male voice rang out.

Machida Sonoko raised her head listlessly and looked in the direction of the sound.

With just one glance, her originally dim eyes lit up.

A boy was standing at the door.

He was estimated to be over 1.8 meters tall, with a tall and well-proportioned figure. His simple white shirt and jeans gave him a clean and refreshing look.

His features were exceptionally handsome, especially his eyes, which were dark, bright, and piercing.

"What a handsome young man!"

Even though she was used to seeing all kinds of handsome idols, Machida Sonoko couldn't help but admire them in her heart.

But the next second, her years of professional experience quickly calmed her down.

A sense of vigilance and helplessness even arose.

Because experience has taught her that the more attractive and successful a person is, the more empty and meaningless their writing tends to be.

Because light novels are aimed at readers who are failures in life.

It's just the fantasy of otaku.

However, those who are "real people" obviously don't understand this, and what they write often doesn't conform to the market.

Seriously, what kind of light novels do handsome guys read?

Machida Enzi complained in her heart.

Guided by the receptionist, Seiji Fujiwara quickly walked to Sonoko Machida's desk.

"Hello, Editor Machida, I'm here to submit my manuscript." Fujiwara Shiki placed the printed manuscript on the table.

"Hello, I'm editor Machida."

Machida Sonoko routinely accepted the manuscript.

Glanced.

Upon seeing the book title, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly.

6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns

As expected...

Machida Sonoko sighed inwardly.

From a business perspective, this book title is completely unacceptable!

The titles of light novels should be straightforward!

Tell the readers straight what I'm writing!

As expected, people who are into modern life can't understand otaku.

Machida Sonoko shook her head inwardly.

"Okay, I'll accept the manuscript for now." She gave a formulaic professional smile. "Please leave your name and contact information. If it passes the initial review, our editorial department will contact you by phone."

His words were perfectly discreet.

Having lived two lives, Fujiwara Seiji naturally noticed some clues.

But he said nothing.

He calmly gave his name, pen name "Your Highness Xiaochuan," and phone number, then turned and left deftly.

Looking at his handsome and upright back, Machida Sonoko shook her head regretfully in her heart.

"What a waste of that face! Being an idol or a model would have been more promising than writing!"

As she spoke, she casually tossed the manuscript of "6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns" into a cardboard box to the side without any hesitation.

That cardboard box was for submissions that she didn't think needed to be taken seriously.

She will only start looking for promising manuscripts in the cardboard box when she has finished reviewing them.

"Machida-san, another 'masterpiece'?" Yamada, a slightly chubby man wearing glasses and working at the next workstation, leaned over and said with a hint of teasing in his voice.

Machida Sonoko rubbed her throbbing temples, looking utterly dejected: "Don't even mention it, Yamada-san. Another worthless submission... I feel like I'm turning into a garbage dump."

puff--

Yamada nearly spat out his coffee. "Machida, you're really sharp-tongued, but oh well, this is the Newcomer Award. Be prepared to eat shit."

"Sigh..." Machida Sonoko shook her head with a wry smile, "I really don't understand young people these days. Can't they just write something decent?"

Her words resonated with several editors around her.

"Who says otherwise? The quality of submissions this year has plummeted!" a female editor complained. "I read five manuscripts this morning. Three of them were illogical, and two of them threw in a bunch of plot points in the first 30,000 words without any story. They made my blood pressure rise."

"Same here! I felt like throwing up too!"

"Sigh, when will I finally get a truly good manuscript?" Yamada sighed, his voice filled with longing. "My performance and bonuses are in your hands, God of Light Novels!"

His words expressed the sentiments of everyone.

For editors, discovering a hit author means a real boost in income and status.

"Stop dreaming, Yamada-san." Machida Sonoko refilled her coffee, her tone desperate. "Those monster-level rookies might not appear even once in ten years. Let's just honestly see if we can find anything less rotten in this pile of garbage."

A collective sigh of helplessness filled the office.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 3 Machida Sonoko: A Genius!

Soon, it was lunchtime.

People in the office went out to eat in twos and threes, and the noisy environment gradually became quiet.

Machida Sonoko didn't go out. She took out a beautifully packaged bento box from the drawer and ate it in small bites.

After finishing my lunchbox, I still had some time before starting work in the afternoon.

Out of sheer boredom, her gaze inadvertently swept over the cardboard box in the corner.

The cardboard box was almost full, and the cover of the manuscript on top had the name that had left a deep impression on her.

Well, I was mainly impressed by the handsome young man.

Light novel readers are otaku, and most light novel writers are also otaku.

Symbiosis is a given!

— "6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns".

“Heh.” Machida Sonoko glanced at the title and picked up the book casually.

I was just bored.

Why don't we take a look at what story that handsome young man wrote?

Consider this a short, refreshing afternoon skit!

With this relaxed mindset, Machida Sonoko turned to the first page.

however--

[Title: 6 Days, 6 People, 6 Guns]

[Author: Prince Xiaochuan]

[Synopsis: Six days. Six prisoners from diverse backgrounds (an unemployed elite police officer, a doctor burdened with debt, a high school girl bullied at school, a devout priest, a prostitute, and a cunning con artist) are imprisoned in a completely enclosed, pure white space filled with countless surveillance cameras.]

[Game Rules: A mysterious "director" broadcasts the darkest secret of one of the prisoners daily, and then throws a single-shot revolver into the space. A brutal survival game is forcibly implemented. The killer inherits the deceased's secrets and gains priority access to the next day's information.]

[Ultimate Goal: Six days from now, the sole survivor will gain freedom and a massive reward that could change their life. The loser... will be completely wiped off the face of the earth.]

When Machida Sonoko finished reading those few lines of the outline—

Her previously playful smile froze instantly.