My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

Blessing Software Club

Golden Retriever's current situation: O_O

"Eri, what happened? Why are you faded like the character art in the game?!"

Eriri: O_O

"Sawamura-kun, are you alright? Hmm, your expression right now looks like that of a female supporting character whose storyline was cut from a game."

As the saying goes, a loser who doesn't even have an "if" line to choose from.

Eriri silently clutched her chest, swallowing a mouthful of blood.

"Ignore her, Kato-san." With her long, black-stockinged legs crossed, Kasumigaoka Utaha delivered a powerful blow with an indifferent expression. "Sawamura-san is currently suffering from the double blow of her shattered dreams and romance. She'll soon become a useless girl who can't do anything. So, the game can only be sustained by my script and your script."

How ruthless, Kasumigaoka Utaha!

Normally, Eriri would have jumped up and fought Kasumigaoka to the death, but now this blonde beauty had her head down and looked completely broken.

Even Shiyu was a little surprised. She rested her chin on her hand and said, "That's true, but Sawamura-kun has already taken responsibility for the original artwork. Going back on one's word is the worst human vice. Violators should be thrown into the trash and destroyed."

The blonde girl pointed listlessly to the file folder beside her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up the file bag and flipped through the original artwork inside. Each piece was a consistent work, with delicate style and clear lines, but nothing particularly outstanding.

The pale fingertips paused as they turned to the next page.

It was a color original artwork, clearly not belonging to the game Blessing Software. It must have been accidentally included, but Shiyu couldn't look away.

A knight of unparalleled brilliance, clad in azure silver armor.

More radiant than the sun, more sublime than the silver moon, a king who wields a holy sword to vanquish all evil.

On this peaceful night, he quietly looked back.

In this way, it was as if time had stood still.

That was a masterpiece that completely surpassed all of Eri Hakuki's paintings. Even those who are not into anime would be instantly captivated, because something truly sublime will not be lost because of a still somewhat immature painting technique.

Anyone who sees this painting can understand—

This is a knight, this is a prince, and this is also a solitary king.

Even within the ACG (Anime, Comics, and Games) community, such a large number of labels concentrated on a single character can feel cumbersome, but when people see this painting, they understand it perfectly.

Yes, such characters do exist.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the painting repeatedly. It was undoubtedly a masterpiece. If every original painting maintained this level of quality, then Kasumigaoka Utaha's script would not even be worthy of Hakugi Eri's painting.

That would be too unfair.

Compared to this masterpiece, Eriri's other paintings seem rather ordinary. Of course, her style is delicate and beautiful, but something is missing.

"Sawamura-kun."

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked up to Eriri, waving the painting in her hand: "You don't need this one either, right? After all, you've lost your confidence and passion and become a boring piece of trash."

"Then I'll be merciful and take it with me as inspiration for my next book..."

"and many more!"

Eriri, who had been slumped on the table, stood up: "Give me back the painting, Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

They still address each other by their full names as always.

"Are you feeling better now?" Shi Yu crossed her arms and raised her head.

“I don’t know what’s been bothering you lately,” the black-haired girl clenched her fists, somewhat resentful, “but don’t you think there’s something wrong with your work attitude?”

"Stop talking nonsense, Kasumigaoka!" Eriri retorted loudly, "I've already handed over the original drawings."

What's the point of having to pull myself together to paint while feeling so sad these past few days?! It's infuriating!

"Then take a look."

Kasumigaoka Utaha held up the painting of the knight and compared it with other paintings.

"With this level of skill, do you still think your drawing is very good?"

"Don't say you tried your best or anything like that. As an artist, shouldn't you be creating better paintings?"

Eriri was stunned.

She saw her own passionate work, a painting in which the silver knight was frozen in time, looking back in the night.

Very shocking.

It's a masterpiece that even outsiders would stop and admire.

Eriri knew that it wasn't that her drawing skills had improved significantly.

Whether it's knights, princes, or kings, these elements and labels have a strong sense of surrealism. Ultimately, ACG is about dreaming, and whether it's scriptwriting or original artwork, it's just to fulfill the dream in one's heart.

But even dreams need a basis. Who among those original paintings has ever seen a real knight, a real prince, or a real king?

Moreover, the kings of modern society are not as powerful as those of ancient times, who held the authority of life and death. As for knights, they have long since disappeared into the annals of history.

What makes this painting truly moving is its realism.

Because Eriri had actually seen him, the king in the painting was so sincere, noble, and benevolent, a king who was both a knight and a prince.

Unintentionally, this truth was revealed through the pen.

Therefore, compared to this radiant light that transcends time, the paintings she created for the game seem particularly pale, and it's hard to imagine that they were painted by the same person.

Is it really well drawn?

Eriri couldn't help but ask herself.

"very good."

Kasumigaoka Utaha answered her, the black-haired girl biting her lower lip: "The drawing is better than I imagined, so good that my level as a screenwriter is simply not up to par."

"However, I create these works to present better works to my fans and to better express my feelings."

"However, Sawamura-kun, what were you thinking about when you drew this picture?"

Why did you paint this picture?

As expected of Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is both Eriri's mortal enemy and understands her exceptionally well, possesses incredibly high emotional intelligence.

Even Aki Tomoya, her childhood friend, couldn't dissect Eriri Sawamura's heart as accurately as she could, striking Eriri's most tender spot.

Eriri hesitated upon hearing this series of questions.

"Sawamura-kun."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood in front of her, and due to the height difference, she had the illusion of being interrogated.

"That painting was based on the knight who saved you, wasn't it?"

“I have no intention of interfering in your private affairs, but I can’t let you continue to be so despondent. There is a gap between dreams and reality. You and he are from two different worlds. After that one time you saved the damsel in distress, you will never cross paths again. Although it is sad, this reality is the world you live in.”

"Dream, it's time to wake up."

The blonde girl with twin ponytails lowered her head, her small fists clenched tightly, and her whole body was trembling.

"certainly not."

Eriri suddenly raised her head, her sky-blue eyes seeming to burn.

"He is in this world, right beside us. He is not a dream, but a real existence!"

"You don't understand him at all, what right do you have to say these things!"

"I see." Kasumigaoka Utaha gleaned a remarkable insight from Eriri's tone. "You know him very well, huh?"

"Eh?" Eriri realized she had let something slip and quickly waved her hands. "Actually, no... haha..."

In the end, all I could do was laugh awkwardly.

Eriri's acting skills probably can't fool anyone, and Aki Tomo also got excited at the wrong time, only to be suppressed by the smiling Kato Megumi.

"Rinya-kun sometimes really doesn't understand the atmosphere."

On the contrary, Kasumigaoka Utaha made Eriri feel extremely uncomfortable. Just when Eriri felt that she was about to be exposed (which she had already been), Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed as if giving up.

"Do you even know what you're doing? You idiot."

"However, since we've already cooperated, I'll be merciful and give you some advice."

"After all, she's a seemingly glamorous but actually utterly useless young lady. Excessively displaying your arrogant side will only lead to nothing."

“Occasionally, let’s be a little more straightforward, Eriri Sawamura Spencer.”