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"Yuta called and said he's finished over there and will be here soon."

"Is it okay? Is he trying too hard? I heard that his class is also doing some troublesome activities."

Year 2 Group F, upstairs at the corner near the rooftop.

On a mat covered with cardboard to avoid staining things and clothes, Rikka Takarata and her "Rika Corps" are working hard in their respective fields with Utsumi.

Like Osamu Rikka's script, Utsumi was playing with the cardboard props, while Ren and Namiko were on the side giving advice and so on, each performing their own duties.

But there are only so few people.

Although this is a class activity for the entire F class, these people really understand the truth of preparing for large-scale events - it is like a group assignment. The more group members there are, the slower the progress.

The most efficient way to prepare is not only to have everyone perform their duties, but also to streamline the number of people.

There can be many people performing, but the production of scripts and props requires hard work to achieve efficiency and quality. The most important thing is to control it yourself.

Of course, the story that has been tentatively called "Gullit Monogatari" must be the responsibility of those who have experienced it.

In addition, the helpers must be the type who can still be serious and responsible even if they have no sense of personal experience - of course they are the two members of the Rikka Corps.

But in addition, there are unnamed behind-the-scenes heroes like Hibiki Yuta in the creative team.

Even after meeting Gullit again, he was far more enthusiastic about class activities here than at home.

Enthusiastic enough to make even the Rikka Corps worry.

"Probably...no way..." He looked at Rikka who was flipping through the script in his hand. He hesitated for a moment and then focused on the structure of the script again.

And this also made the eyes of the three people present become subtle, and then they glanced at each other.

‘She hasn’t realized it yet? ’

'It's impossible, it's so obvious...'

'I should be aware of it, but...'

Conveying information with eyes is a method of information exchange with a very high threshold and a high error rate, but fortunately, no one is really prepared to take any action, so it doesn't matter even if the understanding is flawed.

So after a period of silence, it was Utsumi who finally started talking again.

"I've only been clean for a few days," he sighed, "but even though I'm clean, I feel very busy."

"We have exams at the end of the term, and we also have to prepare for this event... As a result, the world collapsed and so on, Gulit swallowed the universe and so on..." Rikka sighed, not shying away from the two people next to him.

They didn't understand either, they just looked at each other and tilted their heads.

"Swallowing the universe..." When thinking of what Omo said, Utsumi felt a little subtle, "Speaking of which, don't you think Omo is a bit capricious?"

"Capricious? No?"

"You mean that handsome foreign guy?" Namiko understood at this point. After all, although Omo would use magic to cover himself up when necessary, he was still willing to come openly during the open period for people outside the school. "What's wrong with him?"

"He was the one who said before that Yuta should find Gulit, and then he said that he wanted Yuta to merge with the universe. At that time, he didn't talk about Gulit's incarnation into the universe. Now that he has said it...he doesn't mention Yuta. It’s so integrated with the universe.”

Utsumi was talking about what everyone thought was a complaint about a tokusatsu setting, while Rikka, one of the people involved, was just taking notes on the page.

"Maybe you have some considerations of your own..."

She said, turning another page: "And wouldn't it be nice not to mention it?"

"That's what I said..." Utsumi put down the paper shell and crossed his arms and thought for a moment, "But it's not just the present, the future is also very concerning..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people looked up at the gap between the stairs surrounded by railings, only to hear the sound of rushing up the stairs.

"Everyone, everyone! I'm coming!"

That red hair and those blue eyes as clear as glass beads are obviously the core existence of the Gulit Alliance.

The boy named Hibiki Yuta has always had amazing mobility. Whenever she sees him like this, Neihai can't help but feel helpless: "Take a breath first, you didn't run all the way here, right?"

"Indeed, I watched him run away from a distance."

There were distinct footsteps again, together with the loud voice coming from below. Several people looked down at the railing again, and saw two smiling men and women, as well as two "brothers" with somewhat embarrassed expressions coming up.

"Why are you here too?"

"Either you accept the challenge from your irritable subordinates, or you look at the cold faces of your alliance members, or you are dragged down the road by eager food critics, or you stay in a junk shop and deal with the jargon-filled thinking of scientific researchers? "

After comparing the above cases in this way, Omer put his fingers on his chest and said, "I still hope to come here and experience some nostalgic scenery."

"Didn't you say you were just a sophomore in college last time?" Utsumi said, "Why did you say it was like it was a long time ago?"

"As long as every moment is lived with enough ups and downs, even three days will feel like a lifetime ago, Utsumi-kun~"

After Omo finished speaking, he also said hello to Nomura Ren and Namiko, and then looked at Yuta and Rikka: "Can I help you?"

This made Rikka a little overjoyed: "Do you want to help? In fact, we haven't decided on Gulit's style yet?"

"Didn't you already meet Gullit?"

Apeng stepped forward to where Neihai was standing before. There was a page of notes lying there, with the outline of a human figure hastily drawn on it.

"We can't even make leather cases. We can only make paper boxes, not real Gurlitt." Utsumi felt helpless, experiencing the conflict between the most classic leather case design of Tokusatsu and the painter.

"Then I suggest you call Qianze over," Omo suggested. "Her words can help a lot with both image design and carton design. She should also be tired from shopping with the Huangyi Flame Dragon in the morning. ”

"Is it really tiring?" Ma Zhongpeng found it hard to believe, "She often wanders the whole day after seeing Huangyi Yanlong again."

"That's because there's nothing else to do. Just don't put her aside for everything," Omo said helplessly, "Contact her, but before that, the cardboard box design... Actually, I'm not interested in cosplay. I also have some experience in making props, so I can help you take a look first."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Naturally knowing the importance of the boss in the project, Rikka finally put down the script in her hand, but when she talked about the boss, she couldn't help but think of another person.

"But it would be better if Akane is here too."

"Is it a reference to the actual model?" Omer understood quickly, "That may not be of much help."

"The manpower is quite tight, maybe a little bit." Namiko, who didn't know who it was but could still hold a conversation, seemed to have a talent for understanding.

"Yes, the performance team has almost finished practicing," Lian nodded. "It's time to prepare for the final rehearsal with more complete props."

"In that case, let me help, Rikka."

"Wow...who is it..."

"Where did it appear?"

"new……"

"..."

Some were puzzled, some were shocked, some were silent, and some were speechless.

The speechless black-haired girl looked at the pink-haired girl in front of her, feeling dreamlike and with mixed emotions.

"...Akane?"

"It's me, Rikka."

It was like saying goodbye in the past again, but at the moment when the expressions had been changed, Akane Shinjo suddenly appeared on the next level, waving to Rikka and everyone.

"It's been so long, everyone."

Additional update for the finale