"This is even more difficult than staying awake all night, is it the sequelae of entering that consciousness space?" Yu Kamiya, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, yawned again, and his eyelids couldn't help but pull down due to mental sleepiness, and from time to time he fought fiercely.

This time, to save the effort, he made a Western-style breakfast, which is a slice of bread with an omelette and ham, and some vegetables and milk at the end. This Western-style breakfast is convenient and nutritious.

After everything was ready, he came to the door of Kamiya Dome and knocked on it and said, "Dome, it's almost seven o'clock." I'm going to work now, breakfast is already on the table, but don't wait until it's cold before eating. ”

"Hmm~~ Have a nice trip." There was a lazy response from Kamiya Dome in the room, and the loss of his usual coldness seemed confused and coping. Her body is delicate and in a sub-healthy state all year round, so she feels dazed and sleepy for most of the morning.

Yu Kamiya was also sleepy now, but he didn't dare to go back to sleep or sit down to rest, he was sure that if he did this, it would probably be tomorrow if he opened his eyes.

Leaving the apartment, he hurried to the subway to Kingny Animation, it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, it was not the rush hour in Tokyo, and there were still a lot of spare seats on the subway train. In this regard, Kamiya Yu didn't dare to sit on it at all, and tried to stand as much as possible to keep his mind clear...

"Dingdong, the train has now arrived at Uji Station, Kyoto Prefecture, please prepare to get off the train, and please maintain the corresponding order."

The sweet prompt sound of the attendant woke up Kamiya suddenly, he was still holding the handrail of the train with one hand and looked around suspiciously, the large movements of his body made the passengers around him stare at him with strange eyes, Kamiya Yu smiled awkwardly and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to look at the time.

8：02

"When I was standing, I felt like it was dark in front of me, and half an hour had passed... Yu Kamiya closed his phone and sighed, rubbing his temples to refresh himself. The symptoms caused by excessive mental fatigue made him feel more and more that he should sleep well, but what was his promise to Uehara Eizuki yesterday if he took a leave of absence at such a critical time?

Dragging his numb body out of the subway station, Yuki Kamiya followed the instructions of his sluggish mind to the front of the Kyony Animation building.

"Morning, Kamiya." A sturdy figure hurriedly overtook Yu Kamiya and left a greeting, and Yu Kamiya, who lowered his head slightly, was confused for a while before realizing that the person who greeted him was Tora Fujiwara, the director of the production department.

"Yo~ Morning, Kamiya. Don't forget the agreement between us. This sentence is not from the mouth of Fujiwara Tiger, but Kimura Jiro who was dragged all the way by Fujiwara Tiger by the collar, even if he was dragged by Fujiwara Tiger, he was holding a stack of fried noodles while eating and waving chopsticks to say hello, and he seemed to be used to Fujiwara Tiger's rough treatment.

-- The quality of the collar of the clothes is really good.

Yu Kamiya didn't react to these greetings, but the thought came to mind for the first time. He shook his head and shook the weird complaint out of his head, climbed up to the fifth floor of Kunny Animation and entered the office of the concept art department, and the scene inside was exactly the same as what he saw yesterday.

In addition to the cluttered environment, there are members of the original art department who are standing up under the original art table.

Yu Kamiya took out the original painting in his briefcase and put it on the table, and as soon as he sat down, his sleepiness rushed like a flood that burst the embankment, almost drowning all his sanity and persistence.

"You can't sleep yet..."

"Squint for a while, squint for ten minutes, it should be fine."

"Just 10 minutes..."

"Anyway, I can't draw the original picture normally in this state." The deepening of the sleepiness made this thought quickly put all his scruples behind, and he put his hands on the table and lay his head on his stomach.

・・・・・・

As a non-overtime worker, Aoi Morishita has always adhered to the time to commute to work, from 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. without a minute or a second less. When she came to the office of the original art department at 9 o'clock in the morning, the scene she saw was the same as a few days ago, the members of the original art department who had been sleepless all night had just fallen asleep, and they were afraid that they would not wake up until 12 o'clock at noon.

But...

Aoi Morishita walked behind Yu Kamiya and couldn't help but frown at Yuu Kamiya who was sleeping with a frown.

――Why is he still sleeping when he is the second original painting of Painted Moon, and he is not involved in the company's overtime? Yesterday's assurances were just words?

Aoi Morishita is inexplicably unhappy in her heart, and she feels that Yu Kamiya has the ingredient of teasing Uehara Eizuki. If a second original artist with immature painting skills does not even have the correct working attitude, then what qualifications does he have to become an original artist?

Thinking of Yuu Kamiya's assurances last night and Uehara's trusting words, Aoi Morishita felt irritable in her heart, what she hated the most was frivolous men who had no sense of responsibility, and now in addition to Jiro Kimura in the production department, Yuichi Kamiya has entered her social blacklist.

Morishita Aoi shook her head and had no intention of waking up Kamiya Yu, and slowly came to Uehara Ezuki's independent office, and couldn't help but complain when she saw her drinking tea gracefully: "Ezuki, is it really okay to correct the original manuscript and hand it over to Kamiya-kun." ”

Today's Uehara Emi is still wearing a black kimono, with her long black straight hairstyle, she has a quiet and elegant temperament, she is holding the soft tea and slowly put it down and said lightly: "Do you want to continue yesterday's topic?" ”

"But you said that the serious child is now asleep on the table, and when will those revisions be completed? Let's say okay first, I won't help you this time, and I've accumulated a lot of work at hand, and the supervisor asked me to perform the tenth episode. Aoi Morishita raised the original painting document in his hand helplessly.

Uehara's expression remained unchanged: "Maybe he was too tired last night, he's the kind of person who overworks." ”

Aoi Morishita looked at Uehara with suspicion: "Aetsuki, were you so optimistic before?" Now that I have fulfilled my obligation as an assistant to the supervision of the original art, I will not remind you for the third time. ”

She left the office with a pile of papers, and when she closed the door, she showed a mischievous smile that did not match her temperament and said, "Don't forget that I have been looking forward to seeing you make a fool of yourself, who has made you behave so perfectly all along." ”

Uehara said with a shallow smile: "It's just right, how about going to HANA after "Mr. Onigiri Superman" is over." ”

“OK！ Whoever loses, who pays that night. Morishita Aoi smiled confidently and closed the wooden door of her private office.

In the quiet office, Uehara Ezuki took a sip of tea slowly, and when she saw a tea leaf standing up in a Japanese-style teacup, she couldn't help but wonder: "The taste of tea is lighter." "In Japanese culture, the tea leaves standing up and floating in the center of the tea water are a sign that something good is going to happen, similar to the Chinese idea of fortune and disaster in the left eye.