I really don't want to be reborn.

Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?

There will never be a manuscript, not in this lifetime!

Hmph (╭(╯^╰)╮)

The Minister of Literature has gone back to his hometown, so why don't you keep feeding me your lovey-dovey moments!

—Minister Miura

"I didn't realize your school's game club president was such a tsundere? Male or female?"

"A deadbeat otaku with a peculiar body odor."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything more, I understand."

Black Cat picked up a draft manuscript, his eyebrows twitching: "...What kind of crap is this? It's only slightly better than your sister's mobile phone novels."

The script was so difficult to write that my eyes were seeing stars. Sometimes I really wanted to just write whatever came to mind, but I couldn't let down the minister's high expectations. I really wanted to have a cup of coffee to cheer myself up and refresh myself.

But the minister has always disapproved of me drinking coffee to stay awake.

It's not because caffeine has significant side effects, but because he feels that drinking coffee is beneath our status. A homebody can't be a bourgeois; it's a class issue. We, the homebody class, must be wary of the bourgeois coffee bombardment.

He said that we homebodies should drink sugary sodas...

But in reality, the club president and I are both very thin, and the four of us who are considered "fat otaku" would never go for coffee.

There was nothing he could do; he was a minister, after all…

——Deputy Minister Makabe]

After reading it, the black cat muttered to itself for a while, then hesitated, "Is this guy named Makabe a timid uke?"

"She is quite weak."

"Good mother!"

Kyosuke Kosaka reached out to stop the black cat's exaggerated movements: "Actually, he's the most normal person in the entire game research club. Keep watching."

Fat is the pain of breathing...

Who wants to be a couch potato, right?

I'd like to lose weight if possible.

Let's not even talk about how much game time exercise will take up; just the idea of ​​exercising is easy to say but hard to do.

What kinds of exercise do we know?

Running is definitely the first thing to rule out; it's tiring and hot, and I don't like sweating.

Sports like basketball and soccer, which are considered "normative" sports, should also be avoided; they're too difficult.

So what are some suitable exercise programs?

It's still just a game, after all!

P.S.: Slimming patches aren't meant to be stuck on your mouth; I tried them and they didn't work.

—Member A

The black cat wanted to complain, but found that there were as many complaints as stars.

Hey, you're asking about our minister?

The minister is very good, really, really good.

He often buys erotic...exciting games to share with everyone, but he won't share his figurines; according to him, they're all his wives.

I have no interest in his wife because I will always love ***

I've already said it, he's a pretty good person, but sometimes he's just inexplicable. Last time, he called us out and we not only got beaten up, but we also got questioned by the police...

—Member B

……

"The next few hundred words are all about how great the game manager is, how easy-going and generous he is—oh, and the last five hundred words seem to be saying that being a homebody isn't a mistake, the mistake is the world."

Kyosuke Kosaka raised a finger and added, "Don't misunderstand, these are just my guesses based on their fragmented words, not that they actually said those things."

The black cat froze: "This...is this okay?"

"Sure, anyway, on the day of the cultural festival, these guys will still be pitifully playing games in their dark clubrooms."

This is what is known as a manuscript from the game research department.

I wrote nearly two thousand words, observing the true face of this club from the different perspectives of several members. I also elaborated on a point of view from multiple aspects, including literary principles, the current situation of young people, and the characteristics of ACG culture.

That is--

"ACG is bound to rise, and in the near future it may even become the mainstream of youth culture. This is a major trend."

Of course, this argument has absolutely nothing to do with the statements of these interviewees. After reading it, Black Cat couldn't help but roar: "What kind of nonsense is this about Meruru?"

This sentence means the same thing as "What the hell is this bullshit?" Meruru is to her what a penis is to us, which shows that Meruru holds a very high place in her heart.

Kirino, this is a true kindred spirit.

Kyosuke Kosaka stretched: "Pretty much. Literature has never been bound by any particular form; prose is fine too."

"This writing is so disjointed it's practically shattered!"

"Then why would it be called prose?"

After admiring the black cat's amazing facial expressions, Kyosuke stood up, patted his pants, and transferred a few photos from his phone: "Just add these photos of the game club and it'll be almost done."

"I'll just embed it directly; gluing it in will use too much glue."

He gave a thumbs-up approvingly: "Black Cat, Black Cat, you're a good homemaker. Have you been working lately?"

The black cat didn't speak, but Hinata suddenly crawled out from under the table: "My sister has been looking for a job lately, and she was trying to keep it a secret from us."

"Hinata!"

Hinata was glared at by her older sister and hid behind him in fright.

Kyosuke looked at the black cat with a complicated expression: "Studying is the priority. If it interferes with your classes, I won't trouble you with the layout."

The girl lowered her head and shook it.

There's compensation for doing these things, and it doesn't conflict with finding a job, so why are you being so formal, Kosaka?

Suddenly I felt so wronged.

…………

weekend.

He took his younger sister out to play.

Kirino Kousaka was initially overjoyed, but when she saw her best friend Ran, her smile became quite forced.

"Isn't it just the two of us?"

"It's more lively with more people..."

Kirino almost choked on her brother's casual remark.

What should you do when shopping with a girl?

Hand over the bag, hand over the bag, hand over the bag... Pay up.

The soft and cute Xiaolan smiled shyly and handed him the clothes she had bought: "Brother, please."

Kirino, who was walking in front, was extremely unhappy.

He's still calling me "brother"!

But she couldn't get angry, because her best friend didn't mean anything by it.

So all I can do is fume and suffer in silence.

If Kasumigaoka Utaha isn't around, she'll justify thinking that her brother belongs to her alone. Not only is that black guy helping out at the school festival, but why is he bothering her friends too?!

Seeing the faint smile on her brother's face, she grew angrier and angrier.

You seem very angry?

No!

Kyosuke Kosaka didn't know what was wrong with her, but following his usual method of soothing her—

Give me your hand.

"W-What are you doing..."

He held his younger sister's hand while strolling through the streets, occasionally tugging at her to warn her of traffic. He felt good, as if he had returned to his childhood.

Kirino felt good too.

It would be even better if the older brother didn't talk to Xiaolan so often.

It's best to be mindful of yourself at all times.

------

Let me fill in a chapter to calm my emotions first, and the main story will begin in the next chapter.

Drink a bottle of soda to calm down...

Ahhhh, Touma!!!

Chapter Eleven: My Lifelong Love, Naturally Unrelated to Grievance

They ate lunch at Subway.

“I heard from that dark-skinned woman that she had applied for a job here before.”

"Oh? The black cat was here before? What happened?"

"Of course, the result was that they didn't like her!"

Black Cat and Subway are incompatible because all staff at this fast-food chain must adhere to the "three-second smile" and "three-minute service" rules to provide customers with the most attentive and prompt service.

The so-called "three-minute service" does not refer to elderly male prostitutes or anything like that, but rather means that the time from when a customer orders food to when it is prepared should not exceed three minutes.