Ever since learning that Kamijou Mutsuki was the president of this animation company that was over ten stories tall, Anon fell into silence.
It wasn't that it created any sense of distance—after all, Bandori people never care about that sort of thing. Sakiko Togawa, a young lady whose status was no lower than Kamijou Mutsuki's, still got along perfectly fine with Tomori and the others, didn't she?
The main issue was this: although Kamijou Mutsuki had said before that he wanted her to do voice acting for his animation, she had always assumed it was on the level of a hobby club.
She never expected him to be serious about it!
It was like a casual gamer wanting to join some random school club just to slack off and play games. The club president warned her the club might be "a bit intense," and she thought it just meant internal competitions.
But once she actually joined—
Boom. Professional league.
And on top of that, she herself was terrible.
Instant cold sweat.
While Anon was tangled up in her inner turmoil, the group had already arrived at the animation production department on the thirteenth floor. What surprised them was that the main staff producing the animation weren't the stereotypical chubby middle-aged otaku they had imagined, but rather a group of cute girls who didn't look much older than them.
"Boss."
Seeing Kamijou Mutsuki, an orange-haired girl sitting at her workstation and yawning suddenly brightened up and walked over, complaining as she hugged him.
"You finally remembered us…"
"…You disappeared for so long, I thought you'd forgotten about us already~"
Kamijou Mutsuki wasn't just the president of Houbun Animation—he was also the overall person in charge of the MyGO!!!!! project.
After not seeing him for so long, she had genuinely thought he was about to abandon MyGO!!!!!. She'd been panicking nonstop during this period.
MyGO!!!!! really was a good project, and more importantly, it was tied directly to her livelihood.
"Wasn't I out finding voice actors for MyGO!!!!! lately~?"
Because of everything going on with Anon and the others, Kamijou Mutsuki really hadn't come to the company for quite some time.
"And Myaamori, you can't be so lazy during work hours~"
"If you don't work hard, what about my villa and my Ferrari?"
"…Boss, you're really asking to get beaten up."
Hearing this, the orange-haired girl—Myaamori—half-lidded her eyes and replied helplessly.
Since Kamijou Mutsuki didn't put on airs, her relationship with him was closer to that of friends.
Honestly, Myaamori had a pretty good impression of her young, rich, and approachable boss, but…
He was a great person—so why did he have that mouth?
If Houbun Animation's salary weren't genuinely top-tier in the industry, with the way he constantly mocked people to their faces and messed with their mental states, the staff probably would've revolted long ago.
"Tch~ don't you know what 'endure hardship to serve those above you' means? You young people are way too young—no patience at all. I'm tempering you…"
"Boss, stop, stop chanting already…"
Seeing Kamijou Mutsuki start his usual CPU-burning routine again, Myaamori instantly got PTSD. She quickly shook her head, stopped engaging with him, and shifted her gaze to the girls behind him.
"Hello. You must be the voice actors that—"
Let her take a look at the quality of the voice actors her boss had found.
After all, even Shizuka had only been given a few random background roles by him.
But once she clearly saw the girls' faces, her expression immediately fell apart.
"Holy shit—Chihaya Anon!"
"Huh?"
Anon was startled by Myaamori's reaction. Why was she suddenly shouting her name?
And how did this woman even know who she was?
But Myaamori had no time to explain her slightly out of character reaction. She kept looking past Anon.
Takamatsu Tomori.
Shiina Taki.
Nagasaki Soyo.
Kaname Raana.
Wakaba Mutsumi...
All familiar faces!
Boss, I told you to find voice actors—why did you bring the actual people here?!
In that instant, every trace of grievance Myaamori had felt on behalf of her friend completely vanished into thin air.
With the characters themselves personally stepping onto the stage, how was Shizuka supposed to compete?
Her friend's loss really wasn't unjustified at all!
"Um, hello, my name is Miyamori Aoi, I'm your fan…"
As these thoughts flashed through her mind, Myaamori excitedly moved right up in front of Anon.
As the producers of MyGO!!!!!, they could be said to be the earliest—and biggest—fans of MyGO!!!!!.
And Myaamori herself was an Anon oshi. Now that Saint Anon herself was standing right in front of her, how could she not be excited?
"Could you give me an autograph? One as 'Chihaya Anon' and one with your real name."
"…Chihaya Anon is my real name."
Anon realized she simply couldn't understand the words and actions of the woman in front of her. As expected of Kamijou Mutsuki's employee—just as abstract as he was.
"What? Your real name really is Chihaya Anon?"
Hearing this, Myaamori's expression became a little strange.
In her mind, Anon and the others were all real-life prototypes of the MyGO!!!!! characters—but the boss didn't even change their names?
However, after learning from Tomori and the others that they really had once formed a band called crychic, that they were now forming a new band with Anon and the cat, and that Anon had indeed only recently transferred to Haneoka Girls' School, Myaamori completely lost it.
What real-life prototypes—this was straight-up anime characters crossing over into reality!
So excited she practically wanted to stick to Anon, Myaamori's burning gaze made Anon subconsciously take a few steps back.
Holy crap, there's a yuri here!
The commotion on Myaamori's side also drew the attention of the other members of the animation production department.
After learning the same information Myaamori had, they too became completely fired up.
After all, the animation industry is famously a labor of love.
If you didn't genuinely like it, who would even do this kind of work?
For this group of people who loved animation, seeing their favorite anime characters cross over into reality—how could they possibly hold back?
"This is… a living Tomori, I'm so moved."
"You know, I've been a Tomori oshi since the day I was born."
"Raana-chan… she really is just like a cat, I really want to pet her head."
"Wuwuwu, my Mutsumi, come let big sis hug you."
"Saint Anon is number one in the world!"
Of course, there were also different voices.
"Soyo-chan really does look like a textbook rich young lady, but why do I kind of want to laugh?"
"Born with a natural King Saint physique."
"Sorry, I have a disease where I can't help laughing whenever I see Soyo."
"I'm here to end this band (lol)~"
Listening to their chatter, the utterly confused Soyo's face darkened.
Why was everyone looking at Tomori and the others with pure affection and enthusiasm, but the moment they looked at her, they were barely holding back laughter—like she was some kind of comedian?
"Hey, you guys, get away from Tomori!"
Seeing Tomori looking troubled while being surrounded by a bunch of women, Taki immediately pulled her behind herself and started shooing people away aggressively.
However, despite being treated so roughly, the animation department members showed no negative reactions at all.
"Taki-chan yelled at me…"
"She's so cute when she's being fierce…"
"She really loves Tomori so much…"
"I just watched another half-episode of MyGO!!!!!…"
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