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

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The top-floor boardroom of the Fushigawa Group headquarters.

A wave of surprise and excitement!

"We won! We won the bet!"

"Hahaha! Brilliant! Aida did an absolutely fantastic job this time!"

The group chairman, seated at the head of the table, also wore a satisfied smile.

He picked up the internal phone and connected to Ryuji Aida's office.

"Congratulations, Aida."

"Chairman!" Aida Ryuji's voice rang with excitement on the other end of the phone. "This is all thanks to Professor Fujiwara!"

"Hmm." The chairman nodded. "You did a great job. The award results are in, remember to make sure our follow-up plans are also perfectly implemented!"

"Publicity resources, public relations resources, distribution channels... everything is geared towards Mr. Fujiwara! Do you understand?"

"Yes! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" Aida Ryuji replied solemnly.

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In Seiji Fujiwara's apartment.

He hung up on Machida Sonoko's congratulatory call.

I had just put my phone down when it rang again.

This time it was Ryuji Aida who called.

Seiji Fujiwara pressed the answer button: "Hello, Editor-in-Chief Aida?"

“Fujiwara-sensei, it’s me, Aida.” Aida Ryuji’s voice had regained its composure, but the excitement was still evident. “The Ranpo Award organizers just sent the invitation; the awards ceremony is next Friday. Also… regarding your acceptance speech, we…”

Seiji Fujiwara chuckled: "Let's do it the way we agreed before."

“At the awards ceremony,” he said, emphasizing each word as he spoke into the phone, “I will announce my other identity to the public.”

This was something that had been agreed upon long ago, and it was also beneficial to him.

Seiji Fujiwara has no intention of breaking the contract.

"Haha, as expected of Fujiwara-sensei. Would you like Shinazugawa to send a car to take you to the awards ceremony?" Aida Ryuji asked with a smile.

"No need, I'll drive myself."

"Then, we look forward to your presence."

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Friday night.

Imperial Hotel, Tokyo.

This is one of the most luxurious hotels in all of Japan, and the venue for the 61st Edogawa Rampo Award ceremony.

This is customary.

Literary awards, chess awards, art awards, and so on, are all presented at a well-known hotel that has been booked out in advance.

At the gala, elegantly dressed women mingled, and glasses clinked in celebration.

Figures from the Japanese literary, publishing, and even journalism circles gathered together.

Everyone was filled with curiosity about the winner, the dark horse – Makoto Fujiwara.

I've never heard of this person in the mystery novel or literary circles.

Where did you come from?

Have you seen that Fujiwara Seiji?

"No, he's said to be very mysterious, and no one knows what he looks like to this day."

"How mysterious... Could it be an alternate account of some senior figure?"

"Who knows. But Tetsuya Nishio came today too. Look at his face, tsk tsk, like he swallowed a fly."

"Haha, that's for sure. If a cooked duck flies away, no one can stand it."

Just when everyone was talking about it.

Snapped!

Suddenly, all the lights in the banquet hall went out.

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage.

The host walked onto the stage and announced in a rousing voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, now let us give a warm round of applause to Mr. Seiji Fujiwara, the winner of the 61st Edogawa Rampo Prize, to come to the stage to accept his award and deliver his acceptance speech!"

The words fell.

All eyes were focused on the entrance leading to the stage.

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Then, they saw it.

A young man, dressed in a high-end bespoke suit, with a tall and handsome figure, slowly walked onto the stage.

His pace was unhurried, and his expression was calm and composed.

His face showed no tension, but rather a strange sense of ease and relaxation.

"Holy crap?! That's Seiji Fujiwara?!"

"You can't be kidding me, right?! So young?! She looks only eighteen or nineteen?!"

"And... he's so handsome! With that kind of looks, he could easily be an idol!"

"With such talent and such good looks... how are others supposed to survive?!"

The attendees below erupted in uproar.

Then, thunderous applause erupted, echoing through the hall like waves.

offstage.

Tetsuya Nishio looked at the man who was younger and more handsome than him and had taken all his honors, his eyes burning with jealousy.

Seiji Fujiwara calmly walked onto the stage with a smile and accepted the trophy from Professor Munakata, the chairman of the jury.

Then, he walked up to the microphone.

The hall erupted in applause once again, celebrating the new award winner.

The applause lasted for a while before gradually quieting down.

"Thank you to the judging panel, thank you to Kodansha, and thank you to everyone who has supported me." Seiji Fujiwara bowed politely to the audience and gave a smile.

The sound was clearly transmitted throughout the banquet hall via the microphone.

"The inspiration for 'After School' mainly came from..."

As is customary, Seiji Fujiwara talked about his creative inspiration.

This is almost the template for acceptance speeches in previous years.

It seems that this young winner has no intention of doing anything extraordinary.

Many of the older people in the room looked slightly surprised.

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I thought that Seiji Fujiwara, being so young and having achieved fame and success overnight, would become dissolute... Well, for a writer, a little indulgence is fine.

But Fujiwara Seiji was surprisingly composed.

"He's a good young man."

Many people nodded in agreement.

Just when everyone thought that Seiji Fujiwara would simply end his acceptance speech.

"Oh right, I almost forgot to share some news with everyone!"

Seiji Fujiwara abruptly changed the subject, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Many reporters raised their cameras, sensing a major news story was brewing.

“I have another identity.” Seiji Fujiwara said slowly, his gaze sweeping over the bewildered, confused, and curious faces below the stage.

"That's another pen name; I used to write light novels with it."

Light novel!?

The moment this word was uttered, everyone was immediately taken aback.

Light novels are something that can't be presented in a respectable way; they can't be called literature or novels at all.

Only the people from Shinazugawa instantly showed a look of surprise.

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"That pen name is 'Lord Xiaochuan,' a contracted author of Shinazugawa, who has published a short story called '6 People, 6 Days, 6 Guns' and a two-volume novel called 'A Certain Magical Index,'" Fujiwara Seiji said with a light laugh.

boom--! ! !

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was completely silent!

For many people, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in their brains, leaving them shivering with fear!

"What?!?!"

"He's Prince Xiaochuan? The author of A Certain Magical Index who caused a huge uproar a month ago?!"

"That light novel king?!"

"Are you kidding me! How could this be?!"

Countless reporters, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed toward the stage like madmen.

Click, click, click!

The flashbulbs went off wildly, illuminating almost the entire area where Seiji Fujiwara was standing.

Some older, old-fashioned, or even those who were unfamiliar with the pen name "Your Highness Xiaochuan" came to understand its significance after being reminded by others.

That was an industry legend that achieved total sales of one million copies in just six months after its debut, with only three volumes sold!

The newly crowned king of the light novel genre!

wow——

Instantly, the atmosphere in the venue erupted like a volcano, creating an even more terrifying sensation.

They certainly look down on light novels.

However, that was a disdain from a literary perspective.

From a business perspective, Seiji Fujiwara's achievements in just six months since his debut have completely surpassed his peers, leaving no one able to rival him!

"I apologize for taking up everyone's time. That concludes my remarks."

Amidst the shock and uproar, Seiji Fujiwara calmly walked off the stage and handed the trophy to Sonoko Machida, who was waiting in the audience.

Next, Shinazugawa will use this trophy to generate a lot of buzz.

At the same time, help him block out some noisy harassment.

"This way, Mr. Fujiwara." The Shinazugawa staff, who had been prepared in advance, escorted Seiji Fujiwara out of the venue.

But the buzz he generated spread like wildfire throughout Japan.

That evening, the topic of "light novel author wins Edogawa Rampo Award" exploded on social media at an unprecedented speed!

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