Standing inside the offices of Tanuki Weekly, the girl in charge of the matter—Charlotte—was being surrounded by a crowd of tanuki, her face full of grief and indignation.
"Big sis! Do you think this works, li?"
"Big sis! Is this report I wrote good enough to catch your eye, li?"
"Big sis, big sis! Remember to put in a good word for me with the president someday, li!"
"Big sis, can I go work for The Steambird? This place has been behind on wages for months, li! The president and the former president are both inhuman, li!"
Charlotte closed her eyes in agony. "This isn't how journalism is supposed to work! Nobody told me that going on a business trip would end with me being responsible for something like this, okay?"
"My professional ethics are attacking me like crazy!"
"I'm going to ask Lady Furina for compensation for emotional damages!"
"...No, wait! Lady Furina doesn't handle affairs at all now. I have to go to the Chief Justice!"
Meanwhile, at the center of this entire storm, Manyuan was recording a program in the top-floor studio of Wish Fulfillment TV Station, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
Her signal had been cut off from the very beginning.
From the instant Himeko and the others entered the TV station's main doors, every scrap of outside information Manyuan could receive—whether it was told to her by others, or something she personally checked online with her phone or computer—everything she saw and heard was exactly what the Mech Servants behind the scenes wanted her to know.
At that moment, on the floor of the studio hall in front of the tv wall, countless chairs had been piled into a small mountain.
And Manyuan, who had already finished her preliminary speech, was climbing toward