Anime Supremacy! by Mizuki Tsujimura

Author:Mizuki Tsujimura [Tsujimura, Mizuki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vertical Inc.
Published: 2017-04-23T17:00:00+00:00

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The preorder numbers for the first DVD were due to be announced just before the team buckled down to work on the final episode.

Hitomi was staying overnight at the studio more and more even as she felt the suspense so acutely it was almost palpable. Having lined up three folding chairs and laid down across them for a brief catnap, she opened her eyes a while later to stumble back to work, but her wrists felt strangely cold.

Huh? When she tried to stand up, baffled, her legs, which should have made contact with the floor, wobbled. There was virtually no sensation of stepping, as if the floor had disappeared and given way to a dark, gaping pit. She cringed. Her body felt completely devoid of strength.

This can’t be good. Even as Hitomi formed that thought, her vision suddenly went all blurry and then, as if her body were being pulled from behind by some unseen force, she toppled over backward. The folding chairs she’d been using as a makeshift bed collapsed, and the metallic noise seemed to fill and reverberate in the core of her brain.

“What happened?!” she heard someone shout, running up to her, and when she tried to reply, “It’s nothing—I’m fine,” no sound came out of her mouth. She felt like throwing up, and she thought with perfect objectivity, Oh, I’m anemic. It was just that she hadn’t been eating properly. A minor problem, easily sorted. But when she tried to explain this, the words didn’t come out in a comprehensible way. Smarting like mad from having been open for countless hours, her eyes would barely stay open despite her short nap.

Just then, Yukishiro walked in. Seeing Hitomi lying prone on the floor, he gasped, then announced, “We’re going to the hospital. You look pale.” He helped her to her feet and gave her his shoulder to lean on.

“But,” Hitomi was able to utter.

Yukishiro gave her a piercing look and said, “Please take a break until tomorrow.”

They went to an internal medicine clinic near the studio, where Hitomi was diagnosed with anemia, given an injection via an iron-colored syringe with a needle as thick as an IV’s, and allowed to leave. She thought Yukishiro would simply put her in a taxi and send her home, but to her surprise they went to the studio’s parking garage, where he bundled her into his BMW instead.

“My house is a lot closer than yours,” he explained.

“But—”

“I’ll be going back to the studio, but I called ahead a while ago and my wife is at home, so please just rest up there for a while.”

His tone brooked no argument, and Hitomi closed her eyes in the backseat of the swaying car. There were any number of more appropriate things to say, but she heard herself remark, “You must be a real workaholic to even live so close to the office.”

She could sense him forming a grim smile as he drove. “Some people claim that their work quality suffers,” he told her, “without the last train at night as a stopping place.

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