"Director, ah," Saito Huijie said.

"Is that all?"

Saito Huijie thought for a moment and answered a second time, "There's also the software aspect."

"Coincidentally, I know a software guy who could help," Dubian Che said.

"Really? That's great! It would take a lot of the pressure off me! So, who is this person? I must invite him to join the Computer Research Club!"

"The Computer Research Club's Saito Huijie. If I ask him, there'll be no problem at all."

"..."

"Do you get what I'm saying?" Dubian Che said, "I can make the game myself."

Saito Huijie, with a stunned expression, uttered an "Oh," then wailed,

"Dubian, Dubian, please let me be the director! No one loves bishoujo games more than I do, please give me a chance!"

"Music, original illustrations, go ask for help yourself. Put real effort into your own game. Is your passion not even comparable to Anyi Renye's?"

"...You make a good point," Saito Huijie said dejectedly, quickly recovering his spirits: "But with your script, Dubian, and my love for bishoujo games, we're already the best in the nation, hahaha!"

On the fifth-floor corridor, Horikita Mai was earnestly practicing a musical score.

Seeing Dubian Che, she gave a thumbs up, mimicking "Masked Rider Kuuga."

Dubian Che also put up his thumb.

"You seem different today, senior," Horikita Mai said.

"How so?"

"Before, you wouldn't respond. You'd just gently remind me to practice seriously."

"Practice seriously," Dubian Che advised.

"Senior~, Dubian senior~" Horikita Mai pouted, whether with dissatisfaction or coquetry.

The increasingly culpable Dubian Che ignored her and headed toward the Human Observation Department.

Kiyono Lin was reading, and Jiutiao Meijie was browsing something on a tablet. It was just another noon, and everything reverted to how it was a month ago.

But some things had changed forever, like Little Koizumi's decade.

Dubian Che couldn't predict whether it was for good or bad. All he could do was try his best to ensure that the people who loved him and whom he loved achieved happiness.

Sitting by the elmwood table after a long time, to help Saito Huijie, he didn't read or study but casually wrote a script.

"Ladies, I've written a script section. Could you help me review it?" he asked the two girls.

No one answered him, which he took as their consent.

Dubian Che read aloud:

"'Where am I?' I looked around in confusion. Before me appeared a beautiful girl with golden twin ponytails. Above the girl's head floated the words 'poor', 'tsundere'... 'Words? What on earth...'"

"Plagiarism?" Jiutiao Meijie interrupted.

"Plagiarism? Where did I plagiarize?" Dubian Che asked, puzzled.

"Blond twin ponytails, poor, tsundere, your favorite, Ying Lili," Jiutiao Meijie said with a sneer.

Understanding her boyfriend's preferences somewhat through routine bed requests,

After the incident with the geisha from Izu, he always had her tie twin ponytails. Checking his phone later, she guessed where his request ideas came from.

"What Ying Lili!" Dubian Che disagreed, "This is Airi Akizuki, San Qiuyuan Zhi! The story is completely different. Just because the character setting is similar doesn't mean it's plagiarism. They should sue each other first and then come at me."

"Let's hear the rest of the story then," Jiutiao Meijie allowed him to continue.

"'Words? What on earth is this?' My gaze shifted again. This time, a beautiful girl with long black hair appeared. Atop her head were 'black long hair,' 'poisonous tongue,' 'poor'..."

"Hold on," another girl interrupted.

"I'm not talking about Yukinoshita but Sanhua Limi, Miss Kiyono."

"Who cares about that."

"Hmm?"

"Why is it always 'poor'?"

"Well... the market's flooded with 'poor' characters right now, so I thought..."

"Are you mocking me?"

"Absolutely not!"

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