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Imagine being Takeshi Shudō
>A quiet day in the study, pondering the meaning of life, the idea of finding the true yourself in the chaos of everyday, and how Roketto-dan represent that.
>Suddenly, the door to the study creaks, a rancid odor immediately fills your nostrils.
>It's Hidaka-san.
>His hands are trembling slightly. His pants are stained.
>He's been pleasuring himself to the thought of animated girls, again.
>"Heeeey, Shudō-san," he opens his stupid mouth, his putrid breath corrupting the air.
>"Greetings to you too, Hidaka"
>He starts ranting incomprehensibly in his trainer-babble. The virtues of thighs and feet again, no doubt.
>"Oh, Shudō-san... I'm with the message from Omae-sama"
>A gulp.
>What does this unmentionable excuse for a man want?
>"Hayashige-san told me the issue with Omae-sama was resolved"
>Hidaka nods.
>"Right-on, he wanted to praise you for your great work on Kasumi-chan. You write girls real good, Shudō-san!"
>Cringe.
>"She is inconsequential. The only woman that matters is Musashi-sama, for she represents the unreachable white tomorrow of a man's life. It's complicated."
>A shrug.
>"Whatever you say, Shudō-san. It's just, the higher ups told us they'd really appreciate you giving Kasumi-chan more prominence."
>"And why would I want that?"
>He looks as if he's seen an alien.
>"T-the hips? The legs? The yummy-tummy? You an okama, Shudō-san?"
>Is this the man directing our series?
>"Shudō-san, you have to understand. It's the boys! Cute girls make their ochinchins feel good."
>"Then there is only one woman they need, and she is not Kasumi-tachi."
>His brows furrow.
>"Shudō-san... You know, Omae-san wanted to cut those two losers for a while... A talking Nyasu would be enough."
>What? They wouldn't...
>No... Not the Roketto-dan!
>"...I'll give them what they want. For Roketto-dan."
>A grin.
>"See, nobody had to get hurt! And if Hayashige-san asks me 'bout this again?"
>"We'll answer 'yes', for the sake of tomorrow..."