On the phone...
"Kyoko, it's me."
"Huh? Darling? Is that you? Why did you call all of a sudden? Did you miss me? I miss you so much~"
Recognizing Tetsuhiro's voice, Kyoko immediately brightened, her tone brimming with affection and longing.
"I need your help with something, but it's a bit of a rush. You might all have to work hard for a few days..."
"No problem. What exactly needs doing? Any requirements? How tight is the deadline?"
"Here's the situation. Naoko's family... animated movie... the outsourced supervisor got injured... tight deadline... we can only use computer CG..."
"Sure. Just three days? That is tight, but it shouldn't be too difficult. Leave it to us."
"Tell Naoko she owes me one."
"Okay."
Tetsuhiro hung up and turned to the President. "You don't need to worry about the CG anymore. What else do you need?"
Everyone was stunned. He had sorted it out just like that?
As expected of someone important sent down from above.
"Um..." The chubby young man with glasses sheepishly raised his hand. "I need a swimming-training reference video for cut 230. Eight-millimeter film will do."
"Easy enough." Tetsuhiro made another call...
"Hello, this is the professional competitive swimming training center. What kind of training are you interested in?"
A girl with a sweet voice answered.
"Put your director, Ayako Hayami, on the phone."
"Do you have an appointment? If not..."
"I don't need an appointment. It's me, Li Tetsuhiro."
"It doesn't matter who you are. These are our director's rules."
"..." Tetsuhiro slapped his forehead. "Just tell her I'm her king."
"I'm sorry, but you're putting us in a difficult position."
Just as Tetsuhiro was left speechless, Ayako's voice sounded on the other end. "What difficult position?"
"Footage of me training people, and of me swimming? On