Collapse? No, this is just everyday life.

Mrs. Izumi raised her hand forcefully, but Nangong Yu simply ignored her.

Upon hearing the knight's voice, Gretchen immediately pouted and retorted, "I'm not a child anymore!"

"Ah, yes, yes."

The reply made Gretchen's face puff up even more. She rolled over on the Knight's Man cushion, placed her small hands on his chest, and knelt on his lap.

With her beautiful purple eyes fixed intently on the rain, her little face flushed, Gretchen slowly said, "I'm 16 years old now, I've grown up."

As she spoke, she deliberately straightened her body, but her still somewhat thin figure was not very convincing.

However, seeing Gretchen's serious attitude, Nangong Yu naturally stopped trying to appease her and began to carefully examine Gretchen.

Compared to when she first arrived at St. Freya almost two years ago, Gretchen has naturally grown taller, shedding her childish loli appearance and exuding a youthful aura unique to young girls.

As for her figure, although it is still unremarkable, the curves are already clearly visible, and according to her mother Blanca, she certainly has a promising future.

To be honest, it seemed like he hadn't paid this much attention to Gretchen in a long time. His impression of her was still from a year and a half ago, of that small figure who looked nervous and scared at the airport, and who happily called him "Mr. Knight" when she saw him.

Now, that small, innocent figure is gradually being replaced by the girl in his arms.

Seeing the knight carefully examining her body from head to toe, Gretchen suddenly felt hot all over, and her face turned even redder because of the fever.

Perhaps moved by this sudden, enchanting atmosphere, Gretchen boldly asked, "Would the Knight like to personally confirm Gretchen's growth...?"

Her body trembled as she slowly leaned closer, her not-so-full chest gently pressing against the knight's body. Gretchen's small face rested against his shoulder, her whole body burning with desire, leaving only her hot breath.

At this moment, Nangong Yu also came to her senses and placed her hands on Gretchen's shoulders.

Thump thump.

In that instant, Gretchen clearly felt her heart pounding; the knight was about to...

On the screen, Izumi and her daughter covered their mouths tightly, their eyes shining as they watched the scene, not even daring to blink.

Just as Gretchen was feeling the nervousness, fear, and shyness of a young girl, she suddenly felt a strong force on her shoulder.

"Is that all? Let's wait another two years and see."

The flat voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over Gretchen's head, instantly cooling her warm head.

Her body was forcibly turned back and she sat on his lap. Gretchen angrily banged her head against his chest repeatedly.

"Boss, you have no sense of romance!!" Mrs. Izumi protested.

"Yeah, yeah, that's the time to boldly kiss him! Boss, are you impotent?!"

Even the timid Sagiri shouted out loud, which was unusual for her.

"Ok?"

He raised his head and glared at them. The mother and daughter immediately wilted, shrinking back like quails, not daring to even peek out.

At this moment, Gretchen spoke again: "Does the Knight not like Gretchen?"

"It's not that I don't like it... it's just that you're too young, you know what I mean?"

Gretchen's words just now really stirred his heart. He almost reached out to measure Gretchen's development instead of her shoulders, but reason stopped him.

Greyshock is a real loli, not a loli baby like Theresa, so he still feels somewhat guilty.

Moreover, as the family's darling, if he were to actually attack Gretchen now, even Kaguya probably wouldn't stand by his side.

"Too small..."

Gretchen murmured, then suddenly stopped nudging him and leaned against him, slowly saying, "Then, in two years, will you, Sir Knight, turn me into an adult?"

"?"

No, Gretchen, why do you keep using such vulgar language!

In a moment, 9 will need to be confirmed to be 8, and in a moment, 2 will need to be confirmed to be 4. Teacher Eroman, look at the mess you've made!

"Ahem, let's talk about the game first..."

"Well......"

Seeing that the knight did not answer directly, Gretchen did not press the matter. Instead, she pulled his arm and hugged his waist again. She liked the feeling of being held by the knight, which made her feel very safe.

Unfortunately, the other women were always fighting over her, and never left her a spot.

"Huh? Aren't you going to say it? I still..."

Since the boss had spoken and was about to get down to business, Mrs. Izumi, who had experience as a corporate slave, naturally didn't dare to act silly. She quickly covered Sagiri's mouth and smiled awkwardly, "Boss, please speak!"

"Waaaaaah!!"

Mrs. Izumi was bitten on the palm, and in pain, she quickly let go of Sagiri's hand, looking at her angrily: "Why did you bite me!"

Sagiri was also furious, pointing at her and saying, "You old woman who only knows how to flatter the boss!"

"you!!!"

The mother and daughter couldn't help but start fighting.

Well, now what was supposed to be fun has become fun, and he and Gretchen are watching with great interest.

It wasn't until the mother and daughter finished their battle, panting heavily, that they remembered there were two spectators present. They immediately blushed and apologized repeatedly.

"Alright, alright, it's a good thing that you're so energetic. Let's talk about the game."

Izumi and her daughter immediately knelt down and listened attentively.

"I've already given you the plot text, and I've also drawn the character sketches in the appendix. Remember to refine them and add differences in movements and expressions."

“No problem!” Mrs. Izumi replied expertly.

These were the same requirements as before, and she was already used to them.

As for task allocation...

At this point, Gresh suddenly stirred in his arms, and he immediately tightened his arms and said, "This is Gresh's first time participating in the production. She doesn't have the experience of you and Sagiri, so let's give her the shortest thread. If she can finish it ahead of schedule and with high quality, she can help you with the rest of the work."

"I will do it!!"

Gretchen nodded earnestly, not feeling slighted for being given the smallest share.

"Yes, boss, I will do my best to work with Gretchen!"

"Yes, there's no need to rush the schedule. I'm taking this project very seriously, and we must strive for perfection."

To make Mrs. Izumi understand the seriousness of the matter, he added, "This time, the game will be released through Gensokyo's channels."

"Hmm, I understand... Huh? Gensokyo???"

Startled, Mrs. Izumi looked up at Nangong Yu in disbelief.

Releasing a visual novel in Gensokyo? ?? She was momentarily confused.

There's nothing we can do; just look at the games currently running in Gensokyo.

Pokémon is currently the world's second-largest IP. Yu-Gi-Oh! became a global phenomenon in just over a month. Other games like Cities: Skylines and Hollow Knight are both critically acclaimed and commercially successful. Even smaller games like Plants vs. Zombies have achieved sales of over 100 million, a feat that is unattainable for most.

You're telling me to let a company like this publish visual novels? Isn't that ridiculous?

It's not that Izumi-sama is discriminatory, but according to the general consensus of all players, visual novels are at the very bottom of the game hierarchy. Gensokyo releasing a visual novel is seen by everyone as lowering its own status, so how could Izumi-sama not be surprised?

"What? Surprised?"

He said it with a smile, and immediately received an incredulous voice from Mrs. Izumi: "How can I not be surprised? That's Gensokyo!!! Boss, are you really going to do this?!"

"It's an all-ages game anyway, so what's wrong with doing it?"

"But, but..."

"Going to the moon is terrible?"

"..."

Mrs. Izumi fell silent. Although she wanted to retort that the two types of games were different, he was the boss and could do whatever he wanted. The company belonged to him, so let him do whatever he wanted. She could just focus on drawing.

"As for the production period, let's tentatively set it at four months. Call up the artists you know, and just give them the simple and complicated tasks. Money is not a problem, just remember to keep the quality in mind."

"Received, guaranteed to complete the task!"

Hearing Mrs. Izumi's firm voice, Nangong Yu nodded in satisfaction.

He trusted Mrs. Izumi quite a bit; after all, it still comes down to that.

Madam, you don't want to live that miserable life with your daughter again, where you don't know where your next meal will come from, do you?

"Yes, in addition to the game, the anime will also be produced simultaneously and will be broadcast at the same time as the game's release."

"The animation has already been produced. It seems you really have a lot of confidence in this game, boss."

"confidence?"

Nangong Yu chuckled and said, "I am indeed confident. In my opinion, the plot of this work is no less impressive than Go to the Moon."

"Sigh~"

Mrs. Izumi gasped.

That's To the Moon, which is still number one in the story-driven game category! How can the boss be so confident?!

Suddenly, not only her, but also Sagiri and Gretchen became curious about the script.

This isn't just empty praise; Clannad is indeed quite strong in terms of its storyline.

Even though almost 20 years have passed since my last life, those veteran anime fans still can't forget Clannad. The saying "cl" is written as "cl" but read as "life" is really true; different age groups can see different insights from it.

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say. Remember to read the script carefully this week, analyze the characters' personalities, and then you can start drawing."

"Okay~"*3

At that moment, Sagiri suddenly spoke up boldly: "Boss, what kind of story is this?"

"type?"

Nangong Yu was taken aback for a moment, then thought about it slowly before smiling and saying.

"That's definitely a cheerful and heartwarming everyday story that will bring a smile to players' faces~"

......

"Knight, you big liar!!!!"

Two days later, just as Nangong Yu and Ai Li finished packing their luggage and were preparing to leave in the afternoon, Gretchen, who had been cooped up in her room for almost two days, suddenly ran out, her eyes red and swollen, and cried out to Nangong Yu.