Tokyo: Oreimo

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Butler Iwata sighed, his gaze falling on the drafts, before turning and leaving the third floor.

Only Phoenix Inu Saori remained, waiting for the digital drawing of the original manuscript.

.....

Time flew by and another weekend arrived. Ryosuke Takagi arrived on time and received the newly completed demo from Phoenix Institute.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when the beautifully boxed CD landed in his hands.

“I burned three copies of the demo. I’ve already sent one copy to the CM Expo in your name. I should get a response soon. This copy is for you. I’ll keep the other one for myself.”

"Really? You must have worked so hard."

Ryosuke expressed his sincerest gratitude.

"There's no need to be so polite between us, after all, she's going to be your good wife in the future."

Phoenix Inu Saori said with a grin, finding it quite amusing to see Ryosuke's embarrassed expression.

"You'll need to push things forward from here on out. I've already started working on the framework for the official version. As for the materials, you need to deliver them to me in full within three months."

"No problem, I will finish the script within two months. The draft and the music will take some time, but we will both do our best."

Ryosuke estimated that with Ayano's hand speed, the draft should be able to be completed within the time limit.

The main issue is the soundtrack, which requires a lot of money to produce, and he only has 100,000 yen left.

"The cost of subsequent drafts..."

Ryosuke was a little embarrassed to say that even the cost of the demo's draft might not be settled for several months, in order to ensure the music could be released.

"I told you not to worry about the money. I can pay it in advance. If you can't pay it back, you can use your virginity to settle the debt."

“…”

Ryosuke discovers that he is, to some extent, unable to handle Hououin's enthusiasm.

He gradually became unable to tell whether the other person was really joking.

"By the way, shouldn't you pay me the interest on the advance payment for the draft manuscript?"

Phoenix Inu Saori suddenly leaned close, and before Ryosuke could react, she pinned him to the wall with one hand, their bodies pressed together, their chests only a sheet of paper apart.

Their eyes met, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the computer store, drawing the attention of other customers.

"No, are you serious?"

Ryosuke felt a chill run down his spine, but because he didn't want to embarrass Hououin in public, he didn't immediately choose to struggle.

Those bright red lips slowly approached, finally stopping beside his ear, and gently blew a breath.

The heat made Ryosuke feel an itch in his ears, which turned red very quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the tightness around his hands disappeared, and Phoenix Inu released him.

"How interesting, you really are a virgin, Shi Yuze."

"You're being too ridiculous..."

Looking at Phoenix's ambiguous smile and the surrounding guests' attention, Ryosuke couldn't help but dig his toes into the ground.

Making such a move in public shows that he underestimated Phoenix Inu Saori's judgment.

I've been tricked.

"Don't you like it? Or are you expecting something more exciting?"

Phoenix Inu extended her index finger to measure her red lips, which looked as delicate and beautiful as a blooming rose.

“…”

What a load of rubbish! This guy's personality is just too awful. There should be limits to joking around.

Ryosuke left without even saying goodbye, as if fleeing.

"whee."

He didn't notice that Phoenix Courtyard was watching his back, a blush creeping up her cheeks.

......

After taking the train back to his studio in Sakae-cho, Ryosuke finally managed to calm down.

That scene in the computer store lingered in my mind for a long time.

Even in my memories of both lifetimes, I have never experienced anything like this.

"That Phoenix Inu, could he really have some kind of special fetish for younger men?"

Looking back on their interactions, it had only been a few times. Ryosuke was far from confident enough to believe that he could win a girl's favor simply by modeling.

As for his online experiences, he didn't feel that he had gained the other party's favor; they were just communicating normally as his only friends.

Ryosuke could only attribute the other person's behavior today to their perverse sense of humor.

Don't mischievous friends in college often use these kinds of tricks to annoy their friends?

He opened the studio door with a heavy heart and sat down on the sofa.

"Hey."

The girl at the workbench frowned when she saw that he didn't even greet her.

"What's with that expression, you idiot?"

She noticed an unprecedented look on Ryosuke's face, as if he were flustered and confused.

This was quite unusual for Takashiro Ryōno.

"It's nothing." Ryosuke shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, and took out the CD containing the demo program from his pocket.

Takashiro Ryou immediately stood up from her seat and picked up the disc.

"They actually managed to do it. That giantess is quite capable."

The girl's face lit up with eager anticipation; the game was brand new, and the illustrations were even drawn by her own hand.

She held the CD case, flipping through it again and again, clearly enjoying it.

Her previous unusual curiosity about Ryosuke was immediately forgotten.

"Want to try it out?"

"Of course!"

Ling Nai plopped down in front of the computer and opened the CD-ROM drive.

Chapter 47 Are you my Master?

To be honest, Ryosuke is also very interested in current computer technology.

According to my memory of the timeline, Fate/stay night was released in 04, when computer technology was far superior to what it is today.

At the turn of the 20th and 21st centuries, there was a technological explosion, and intelligence entered every household, bringing revolutionary changes.

In the current visual novel market, there are a lot of vulgar and low-quality works, with only a very few high-quality ones. If FSN can be launched on schedule, it will definitely be a big seller at CM exhibition.

With a script of this caliber and illustrations by a professional comic artist like Ling Nai, there's practically nothing on the market that can rival it.

But if there's any factor that might limit the sales of this work, it's technology.

As the CD was inserted into the computer, Ling Nai skillfully installed the relevant driver files and lit up the program icon.

The screen was filled with black, and a pattern slowly emerged in the center, consisting of a string of English letters.

——TYPEMOON.

"By the way, what exactly is the meaning behind this logo you asked me to design?"

Ling asked.

In addition to those drafts, Ryosuke also asked her to draw some special designs, including the FSN icon and even the logo that is currently being displayed.

"Well, I guess it's a way of paying tribute to my seniors. I plan to start a company with this name, if it becomes a big success."

Ryosuke has asked Phoenix Institute to help him register the trademark, but he currently does not have enough funds to support a personal company.

In Japan, even for the lowest-threshold limited company registration, a paid-in registered capital of 300 million yen is required, which is a large sum of money for him now.

Moreover, a physical office space is required, and rent is also an issue.

"Salute? I don't know what you mean. I've never heard of anyone associated with that word before."

Takashiro Ryouno glanced at him.

"do not mind the details."

Ryosuke didn't explain; these things are simply impossible to explain.

"It's about to begin."

After the TYPEMOON icon disappeared, the FSN icon appeared, and then the game officially started.

.....

That was the tip of a spear, as sharp as lightning.

The tip of a gun fired to pierce the heart.

Trying to avoid it is pointless, isn't it?

Since it is lightning, it cannot be detected by the human eye.