Summary: My daily life can't be so strange

Kitami Sawagawa is an independent game writer.

Unlike the company’s social animals, people like him usually only get busy when they are invited to games.

And remuneration is determined by fame.

The more famous you are, the higher the pay.

From his debut to the present, Kitami Zekawa has produced several Galgame game scripts, and all of them have achieved good results.

Therefore, his remuneration is also considered to be medium in the industry.

Coming to the game company and seeing the other party’s office environment, Kitami Zekawa couldn’t help sighing.

Turbid air, cluttered documents, small spaces……. This kind of company netizens generally call him a small workshop.

“Kitami-sensei, this is a game that our company has made.”

The president of the company, who was in his thirties, beckoned him to sit down and handed him a wad of papers.

“You know, there is still someone waiting here.”

Anyone besides him? And it’s been so late, which industry god is it?

Remaining curious, Kitami Sawagawa looked at the information.

With a few simple glances, his brows furrowed deeply.

For no other reason, the two works produced by this company have a strong NRT attribute.

In the first part, no matter which line the three heroines take, they will eventually fall into the hands of Huang Mao.

And in the second game, several heroines in it don’t say, just the bitter lord finally broke down and committed suicide, which is enough to move people.

Of the two works, one sold dismally, and the other barely returned to the book.

Kitami Zegawa felt a strong physiological discomfort.

He was a staunch warrior of pure love, but he could not see this.

He even thought that if the president of the company wanted him to write such a work, he would just run.

Pure love warriors will never succumb to money.

After waiting for a while, a girl wearing a baseball cap and a thick coat walked in.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m late.”

“It’s okay Kashiwagi-sensei, Kitami-sensei has just arrived.”

“Kitami-sensei is here, this is Hideri Kashiwagi, a very good illustrator, and I am ready to give her the characters and key illustrations in the game.”

The president led the two to meet.

When the baseball girl saw Kitami Sawagawa, her eyes widened.

Seeing her reaction, the president asked strangely: “Do the two teachers know each other?” ”

“I don’t know.” Kitami Zekawa said quickly after a second of surprise.

“I don’t know.” Eiri Kashiwagi continued.

On this issue, the two have a tacit understanding.

“Okay, let’s discuss the game together.”

….

A makeshift patchwork table, with the president and several employees sitting on the left-hand side.

On the right-hand side sit Kitami Sawagawa and Hideri Kashiwagi.

The two knew each other before.

At the beginning of the school year, in the recruitment of the club, Eiri originally wanted to join the game club.

But after seeing that there was only Kitami Sawagawa in the game department, she joined the art department without hesitation.

It can be said that you know each other or you don’t know each other, after all, the two have only had a short conversation of two sentences.

“Eitsu-san, it’s a coincidence.”

Wrapping herself under a baseball uniform, Yingli, who looked very petite, nodded muffled.

“It’s a coincidence…”

As a book painter, the last thing you want to meet is someone who knows you.

“Don’t worry, I won’t say it.” Kitami Sawagawa saw her thoughts.

Ying Li Li looked at him with some surprise, and her blue pupils blinked, a little dumbfounded.

“Thank you.”

“No need.”

At the end of the exchange, the president clapped his hands, attracting everyone’s attention.

“If you have any ideas, let’s discuss and discuss.”

Kitami Zegawa stood up and spoke first: “President, what kind of work do you want to make.” ”

The president glanced at him, then at Eiri Kashiwagi, and said slowly

“I want to show the ugliness of human nature, I want to see people fall in despair, and I want to know what kind of feelings people will burst out in desperate situations.”

yes, I almost wanted to make a work full of minotaur elements.

“If that’s the case, I probably won’t be able to take on the task.”

“Eh, Kitami-sensei, why?” The president stood up in a panic, “Is it a problem of money?” It can be discussed in consultation. ”

“No, I just like pure love.”

“That’s not a qualified screenwriter.” Eiri Kashiwagi suddenly interjected.

“Does Kashiwagi-sensei like this kind of plot?” Kitami Sawagawa looked sideways at her.

“I don’t like it, but I won’t refuse if I ask for it.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do it like Kashiwagi-sensei, I will only put in the effort for what I like.”

“So Kitami-sensei is not qualified yet.”

“…….”

It was about the dispute between the Taoist system, and the argument between the two brought a hint of gunpowder to it.

The president, on the other hand, was caught in a tangle.

First of all, he is a staunch bull warrior.

Secondly, the company has made a lot of preparations for the new game, and if it is abandoned halfway now, the company will go bankrupt and liquidate.

In a painful battle between heaven and man, the president reluctantly nodded, marking an end to the debate.

“Teacher, I have left everything to you!” He held Kitami Sawakawa’s hand, his eyes painful.

Kitami Sawagawa understood his feelings.

This is the pain that a bull warrior needs to go through to become pure love.

As long as you endure it, you can feel the beauty of pure love.

“I will not live up to the president’s expectations.” Kitami Sawagawa gave confidence to the president.

The president nodded and looked at Hideri Kashiwagi again

“There should be more communication between the two teachers, and after the work is completed, the remuneration will definitely satisfy the two of them.”

Eiri didn’t react much, she just loved doing the work.

Kitami Sawagawa had a brighter smile on his face.

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