My daily life in various anime crossovers can't possibly be this sci-fi.

Jiang Jinghua was a little at a loss. While spending about a month surrounded by beautiful girls in another world did sound pretty...exciting, it depended on who it was! For a charming, talented, handsome, and likable "normie," this was naturally a great opportunity to build a harem. But for someone like him, a nobody, all he'd gain under these circumstances was awkwardness!

Moreover, those nine girls were all acquaintances, while he and Honoka Kousaka were at most just acquaintances. In this situation, he had no topics to talk about, and the most likely outcome was that he would be completely ignored, right?

It would be better to put him in a group with nine young otaku, at least then they could talk about anime and related things!

A new message arrived on my phone: "Hey! It's true! We really are in the same team!"

Following this was a meme that Honoka herself found online.

"In that case, please take good care of me starting in two weeks."

Jiang Jinghua, whose mind was in complete turmoil, responded with such emotionless platitudes.

What should I say in this situation?

I have absolutely no idea!

Galaxy, could you please replace this enviable treatment with something more practical? Like, a level of knowledge sufficient to pass all the subjects for a fourth-tier spellcaster certificate? Sorry, but I'm just a newbie player who hasn't even left the starting area yet, I simply can't handle a dungeon this difficult, R'lyeh level, damn it!

Jiang Jinghua sighed. If he were powerful enough to persuade SCIC (St. Christina International College) to change its already decided personnel arrangements, he wouldn't be bothered by something as trivial as not being able to get along with girls. All he could do now was accept reality…

Huh? You're saying I'm being pretentious? You're getting a good deal and then acting innocent? Would you be willing to do that if you were in my shoes? Would you? Then don't say I didn't warn you when you're left out to dry like a salted fish!

In short, my mind is a mess.

Honoka hasn't sent any more messages since then. Maybe she was scared away by Jiang Jinghua's terrifyingly poor communication skills.

Forget it, I'll do a couple of challenging problems to calm down...

……

Jiang Jinghua looked up at the clock; three hours had passed.

Looking at his workbook, he realized he had already finished the last big problem of the day. For some reason, his efficiency with the big problems had been consistently high since earlier.

Does chatting with girls on messaging apps actually improve brain function?

Although I've finished the assignment, it's already close to midnight, and I haven't even started working on the project proposal I boasted about in front of everyone...

"Being timid and hesitant most of the time, but becoming extremely serious when it comes to things you care about, isn't that a wonderful trait?" Kato Megumi's words were still echoing in her ears.

Thinking about it this way, this attribute does seem pretty good; but if this strange image that has just been established collapses instantly because of the failure to submit a proposal, then everyone will probably treat it as trash.

Therefore, after printing out a schedule using the printer at home, Jiang Jinghua began to write furiously.

……

The next day, morning.

……

"Hey, wake up."

……

Ugh, so noisy! Who is it?

"Wake up, Jiang. It's morning self-study time. Although we must keep quiet during morning self-study, I didn't say it was this kind of 'quiet'."

“…What the hell…” Jiang Jinghua opened his eyes and sat up. The first thing he saw was Dr. Klev’s expressionless face.

Yes, Jiang Jinghua was busy working on a project proposal until 3:30 a.m. last night before finally going to bed. Then he got up at 6:30 a.m. to go to school. In other words, he only slept for three hours and successfully achieved the great feat of "sleeping during morning self-study class".

"I'm sorry, Jinghua-kun. I wanted to wake you up, but you didn't hear me at all." Kato Megumi, sitting next to Jiang Jinghua, looked at him apologetically.

Although he managed to wake up, he didn't even have the energy to apologize.

Ugh... so annoying. Today's first class should be biology, something like "Simple Identification of Magical Plants"...

Jiang Jinghua listlessly took out his textbook and began to preview the contents.

……

Having already completed a semester at SCIC, Jiang Jinghua's adaptability to the unusual situation of "studying at a magic academy" is practically at its peak. In fact, studying at a magic academy is no more interesting than studying at a regular school; in fact, it's far more tedious and boring.

Learning, no matter what you're learning, is ultimately tedious and boring. After all, except for a few people, rational thinking is an extremely laborious task for most. Moreover, learning magic is no easier than learning regular math and science, and sometimes it's even more difficult (not to mention that SCIC students have to learn both, which is a real struggle). Therefore, unlike in elementary and middle school, Jiang Jinghua now hates stories of ordinary Earthlings who transmigrate into fantasy worlds, awaken superhuman talents, and rise to the top.

A construction worker who can't even understand the application of the six possible transformations of the standard Hercules equation in Evocation magic wants to become a great mage in another world? Dream on!

Perhaps some people do possess special talents that are buried by their environment, but a true loser will always be a loser, no matter where they go. Jiang Jinghua, his mind filled with such toxic motivational platitudes, spent the entire morning in a daze.

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Section 13, Chapter Thirteen: I Didn't Expect You to Be This Kind of Supervisor

"Garalalalala~"

Eriri Sawamura opened the sliding door to the audiovisual classroom.

It's 12:06 PM. Normally, most people haven't finished eating by then, so Eriri Sawamura naturally assumed she'd be the first to arrive at the audiovisual classroom. However, she was wrong. The first person to enter was currently slumped over the desk, head resting on their elbow, fast asleep.

What's wrong with this guy? He's so sleepy in the middle of the day...

Eriri placed the sketch she had been carrying under her arm on the table and sat down in a chair opposite the director, who was already fast asleep.

A large stack of papers lay in front of Jiang Jinghua, with a few words written in crooked handwriting on the top one. Eriri picked it up and finally read the contents.

"The proposal is on the table. You can discuss it yourselves first, and then wake me up when you've reached a final conclusion. I'm sorry, but I'm really sleepy right now."

The signature reads "Your supervisor, Comrade Jiang Jinghua".

What's going on, you idiot... Are you planning to sleep until the meeting ends?

Eriri tossed the crookedly written paper aside, took the neatly folded stack of proposals from Jiang Jinghua, and began to look through them one by one.

As it turned out, Jiang Jinghua's performance far exceeded Eriri's expectations. Having been stunned by his almost supernatural (and eccentric) behavior yesterday, Eriri had always thought he was just like her childhood friend, Tomoya—a dim-witted idiot. But now, Eriri realized how terribly wrong her assumptions were.

The first component of the project proposal was a table consisting of rows of neatly formatted schedules. Each day's schedule was very comprehensive, with clear and concise details, while also being quite flexible, taking into account all sorts of possible scenarios. Even so, at the end of the schedule, a line was written in bold: "Temporary plan, subject to change."

Following the schedule section, the subsequent content consists of a large amount of information. This information relates to the basic process of game development and the various problems that may be encountered during this process. Although the amount of text is staggering, it is not simply a pile of information, but rather it is organized into several smaller stacks according to categories and functions, and each stack has been carefully arranged and organized, making it highly readable.

Bravo!

Eriri Sawamura couldn't help but feel a strong sense of admiration for this unassuming classmate. Even if she, Eriri, were given the task of creating such a meticulous and detailed plan, she certainly wouldn't be able to finish it in a single night. As for an idiot like Tomoya Aki, he probably wouldn't be able to do it even in two weeks.

Hmm, there seems to be some small print here...

Eriri noticed a line of small print in the upper left corner of the printed paper:

“文件名：资料部分（2） 打印时间：02:11 2018/9/14”

It seems to have been generated automatically by the software. But this time... is actually past 2 AM?

It's fake, it must be fake!

"...I hate those guys who talk a good game all day but can't do anything about it..."

Jiang Jinghua's speech from yesterday seems to be ringing in Eriri's ears again.

But why go to such lengths when you've only overheard your friend's ramblings?

Eriri, a homebody, suddenly had an uncontrollable fantasy, such as Jiang Jinghua uttering the following lines while flashing a wicked and arrogant smile:

"...Rinya-kun, please don't misunderstand. I didn't decide to help you because I'm interested in your silly ideas, or because of some boring reason like my love for anime. Because, you see, what interests me is..."

"...From the very beginning, there was only you."

Ughhhhh! What am I thinking?! I never draw BL doujinshi!

Eriri, her face flushed red as if she were about to boil, vaporize, or explode violently, began shaking her head wildly like a madwoman, relentlessly injuring her face with her signature blonde twin-tail lashes.

Phew... I've finally calmed down...

Now, as Eriri looked at the Chinese boy who was sleeping silently with his head on the table, a strange feeling welled up inside her. If this idiot were to be the director… maybe he could actually create something amazing?

"Huh? What's going on? Why is Jinghua-jun asleep... Ugh!"

Eriri Sawamura rushed to the door and covered the mouth of Tomoya Aki, who had suddenly burst into the classroom.

"Don't disturb other people's sleep, you idiot," Eriri Sawamura said coldly.

……

"Hey, wake up."

"...So, the meeting is over?"

Jiang Jinghua reluctantly raised his head, propped it up with his left hand to keep it from drooping again, and squinted at everyone with his eyes that were still adjusting to the classroom light.

“Yes. Thanks to our diligent supervisor, we now have a better idea of ​​what to do next.” Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded. “We will all work hard to create excellent works so as not to let down our supervisor’s good intentions.”

"Well, although I don't know much about video games and such, I'll try my best!" Astolfo also looked very motivated, although he always seemed to be very motivated.

"Oh...I see..." Jiang Jinghua said in a sleepy tone.

"...Wait!" Eriri Sawamura suddenly shouted, "Eri, please stay still! That's right, don't move! Don't move your fingers, eyelids, or elbows! Please don't move!"

Although Jiang Jinghua was a little confused, he still followed Eriri's instructions and remained motionless in his sleepy state. Then, with lightning speed, Eriri grabbed the stack of drawings on the table, pulled a pencil out of her pocket, and began drawing on a blank sheet of paper at an astonishing speed, the rustling sound like a sudden rain echoing in the audiovisual classroom.

……

"Wait a little longer... it'll be over soon..." Eriri's forehead was sweating, and her right hand moved quickly.

"Um, what exactly happened..." Jiang Jinghua asked.

"I told you not to move! It'll be over soon!"

Aki Tomoya looked at his childhood friend's drawing paper, on which Eriri had sketched a quick sketch of Jiang Jinghua looking sleepy with rather sharp strokes.

"Hmm... very good, very good, very good..." Eriri let out a strange laugh. The laugh sounded somewhat high-pitched and malicious, giving the impression of a wicked laugh after doing something wrong.

"Okay! All done!" After a moment, Eriri tossed aside her pencil. "The first character design for the male protagonist of this work is now complete!"

"Hmm, it's really well drawn." Kato Megumi moved closer to Eriri, examining the drawing paper. "No wonder you're a renowned artist in the industry."

"Can I open my eyes now...?"

"Do as you please now!"

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Section 14, Chapter Fourteen: Miss Sawamura Eriri, a Model Worker of the New Era