"Miss Toyokawa, interested in earning a little pocket money?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested."
"And... stay back! One more step and I'm calling the police!"
At that moment, Tokyo was already enveloped in twilight. The somewhat old and worn-out street, illuminated by the dim, hazy glow of dusk, unexpectedly revealed a dreamlike quality.
However, a certain girl in a Haneoka Girls' Academy uniform, who seemed to have just finished school for the day, was in no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Instead, she stared warily at the young man who had just approached her out of nowhere.
It was no wonder she was so cautious.
After all, this street was already sparsely populated, and at this hour, they were the only two people there. That, combined with the young man's suspicious opening line...
You could say all the elements of a potential crime were present.
"Miss Toyokawa, please rest assured. I'm not a good person."
"?"
"...Here's my business card."
Seeing the suspicion and vigilance in the girl's eyes deepen to the point where she looked about to call and send him to prison, the young man cleared his throat and stopped trying to be clever. Instead, he took out his business card and handed it to her.
"..."
Staring at the card he offered, Sakiko hesitated for a moment before finally taking it.
However, her other hand still gripped her phone tightly, the police emergency number already dialed. If the young man made a single wrong move, she could send him straight to the station.
"President of Tokyo Houbun Animation Co., Ltd... Kamijou Mutsumi."
The girl read the details on the card, word by word.
"You can also just call it Houbunsha... If you're skeptical, Miss Toyokawa... you can search for me on social media. I have an officially verified account."
To dispel the girl's doubts, the young man...
That is, Kamijou Mutsumi, spoke with a smile.
As for his identity...
There's no need for further explanation; it should be quite clear.
That's right, he was not a native of this world. His soul came from a planet that was similar, yet different, to this one.
However, he wasn't a typical case of transmigration or soul travel.
Or rather, it would be more accurate to describe his situation as reincarnation.
He had only recently recovered the memories of his past life, and along with them came the standard package for an isekai protagonist.
Good news: He has a system.
Bad news: It's a cliché one.
Kamijou Mutsumi's system was called "Houbun Production." It allowed him to produce anime, harvest emotional responses from viewers, and exchange them for all sorts of magical items, abilities, and talents.
While it wasn't an overpowered system that could turn him into Homelander on the spot, compared to his predecessors whose systems could only whine and act cute, Mutsumi's "Houbun Production" was already quite powerful.
You take what you can get.
And his first project...
Considering the girl standing before him, the answer was obvious.
That's right, it was the show that carved a new path for band-themed anime, the legendary "8 PM band soap opera"—"MyGO!!!!!".
Furthermore, judging by the girl in front of him, this was clearly the world of BanG Dream!.
Kamijou Mutsumi was absolutely ecstatic.
Making MyGO!!!!! in the world of BanG Dream! itself...
As a die-hard BanG Dream! fan, Kamijou Mutsumi knew this was going to be hilarious.
He had to do it. He absolutely had to, even if he didn't have the system! (Referring to producing MyGO!!!!!)
He would do anything if it meant he could produce MyGO!!!!!.
"That won't be necessary..."
Perhaps influenced by Kamijou Mutsumi's confident attitude, Sakiko didn't doubt his identity.
"However, the president of an animation company... what could you possibly need from an ordinary student like me?"
Though her tone remained polite, a hint of impatience was already showing in the girl's eyes.
It wasn't that she was impatient, but if this conversation continued, she would be late for her part-time job.
"My company is preparing to produce a phenomenal new anime, and there's a character in it who is a perfect fit for you, Miss Toyokawa... No, it would be more accurate to say it must be you, Miss Toyokawa..."
In truth, the system didn't require the original characters to do the voice acting.
But at this point, it had nothing to do with the system anymore.
This was for the fun of it...
Ahem, how could he tolerate such a major flaw in his own production?
The very thought of MyGO!!!!! being voiced by strangers made Kamijou Mutsumi feel like Soyo unable to contact Saki—he couldn't sleep at night.
I don't want that! (in anguish)
"I'm sorry, but I have no intention of becoming a voice actress at the moment. Please find someone else."
Sakiko, of course, politely declined Kamijou Mutsumi's offer.
It wasn't that she didn't want the money...
It was mainly that the young man before her was far too suspicious for her to trust.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way..."
"Since you won't agree, Miss Toyokawa, I suppose I'll have to play rough..."
Seeing the boy's expression suddenly darken, the vigilance in Sakiko's eyes instantly intensified.
However, just as she raised her phone, her arm was grabbed.
"Please, Miss Toyokawa! If I don't have you, then I—"
"What will it take for you to agree? I'll do anything I possibly can!"
Sakiko: "???"
This guy... he really only thinks about himself, doesn't he!
The thought inexplicably appeared in her mind, but the girl's rational side suppressed the urge to say it out loud.
She stared at the young man "begging" her, his expression changing in an instant, and she felt herself losing her composure.
More than the president of an animation company, Sakiko felt Kamijou Mutsumi was better suited to be a colleague of her childhood friend's father
"Let go of me—"
The girl named Toyokawa Sakiko was clearly not one to be so easily persuaded. Moreover, she seemed to see a shadow of a certain annoying person in Kamijou Mutsumi, which only made her feel more irritated.
"Alright,"
Unexpectedly, however, Kamijou Mutsumi didn't cling to her desperately like a certain divorced rich lady who shall not be named
"If you're truly unwilling, Miss Toyokawa, I will respect your choice."
"But before that... please take a look at this."
Kamijou Mutsumi took a contract out from his jacket and handed it to Toyokawa Sakiko.
"This is..."
Although thoroughly annoyed, out of politeness and curiosity, Sakiko accepted the contract.
However, as she read its contents, her pupils quaked.
Like Soyo suddenly hearing "Kasuhikage," her mind went completely blank, and she stood frozen in place like a wooden doll.
"Debt... Transfer... Contract..."
Toyokawa Sakiko's voice was hoarse as she read the words, and she suddenly felt as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss.
"Miss Toyokawa,"
At that moment, the young man's悠然 (leisurely/calm) voice sounded in her ear.
"...You wouldn't want debt collectors showing up at your school... would you?"
Seeing the ugly expression on the girl's face, Kamijou Mutsumi couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth curl into a slight smile.
The seemingly harmless white rabbit had finally torn off its disguise, revealing the true face of the big bad wolf beneath.