A super great writer in the second dimension

　Someone please tell me this isn't true!

　Was all of this a dream? How could something like this... how could something like this happen to me?!

　The scene from last night flashed through my mind... The two of them didn't do anything out of line, they were just sitting on the sofa, and that man kept hitting himself. Hitting a woman, how despicable...

　But he didn't fight back at all. He was clearly hit, but he didn't make any move to resist... It was simply... simply!

　I'm enjoying this myself!

　Why? What is the reason? It's something that should make me angry, so why do I feel comfortable about it?

　Shizuku Nishikino touched her face, and soon a maid pushed a food cart in front of her.

　"Your breakfast~"

　Shizuku Nishikino looked up at the maid.

　Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her, and her mind cleared up.

　That's right, because this guy has a lot of power, and I was just forced into it; I had no way to resist.

　That must be it, because there's no way to resist, so we can only passively endure it. Yes, that's how it is.

　A rich aroma filled my nostrils.

　Shizuku Nishikino breathed a sigh of relief. The food cart was filled with pancakes, some truffle powder, mashed potatoes mixed with light cream, which gave off a rich and refreshing aroma, and was garnished with green thyme.

　Seeing these delicious foods made Shizuku Nishikino feel nauseous.

　Despite the fact that her inner turmoil from several months ago has disappeared (which was actually just self-hypnosis), Shizuku Nishikino didn't feel relieved and could only sigh in the end.

　..

494. How can you be so skilled?

　After a long morning, the Hawaiian coastline was bathed in sunshine, and the temperature rose, making it feel a bit warm even with a jacket on.

　Sanzenin Arashi was pushing a stroller along the road.

　"Young Master, do we need to handle things this afternoon? We didn't see you personally negotiating at this residence, so why are you doing it all yourself now?" Sebastian asked.

　Sanzenin Arashi stared at the stroller and smiled slightly: "You know perfectly well why I'm asking this."

　Sebastian smiled but didn't say anything.

　Sanzenin Arashi pushed the stroller, staring at the little one, finding it somewhat amusing.

　The little thing just stared at the sky, neither making a sound nor crying. It just lay there looking around. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was deep in thought, biting on a pacifier—no, it didn't have any teeth yet, just pursing the pacifier without moving.

　Sanzenin Arashi squinted, thinking of her and Yukinoshita Haruno's daughter.

　Her mother had a narrow perspective; she had never stood on a mountaintop and naturally didn't know what it felt like to be on top of the world. She was very serious about her work, but she didn't even know what was up there. In Sanzenin Arashi's eyes, she was just blind.

　Yukino is quite clever, and this little one will definitely be a formidable character in the future. I just don't know if I'll have the chance to witness her growth.

　Sanzenin Arashi pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think I should do to raise her?"

　Sebastian smiled: "If she were placed in a regular school, she would be stuck in the middle, with those above preventing her from getting in, and those below naturally not as good as her. But if she were thrown into those small circles, she might become stingy and unwilling to share with others. It's better for her to be like the young master, who has the freedom of standing at the top since childhood."

　"Should I just leave this child with Grandpa?" Sanzenin Arashi strolled around, frowning, her eyes fixed on the front. "Troublesome. Why would I want to do that? Let her choose for herself. If she wants an ordinary life, then let her have an ordinary life. If she wants wealth, I don't lack those things. What I'm most worried about is that it will cause discord among her siblings in the future."

　"Just like the previous generation?"

　"Hmm, how many people are surrounding my mother? Even if she has no intention of doing so, she is forced to make a choice due to the pressure of people's hearts. We cannot satisfy everyone, so... we have arrived."

　Before me stood a luxurious villa. Through the outer gate, I could see a small patch of green grass inside, and in front of the mansion was a fountain that continuously flowed clear water.

　Sebastian stopped in his tracks and walked towards Sanzenin Arashi. "Then shall we leave Miss here with me, and Young Master, please go in first?"

　Sanzenin Arashi shook her head. "No need. Take her in with you. You wait outside."

　Sebastian chuckled amusedly as he watched Sanzenin Arashi enter.

　He actually took another woman's child to see another woman. This young master of mine is really bold, he's too lazy to even cover it up.

　I wonder how this high school student named Nishikino will react?

　Thinking about this, Sebastian couldn't help but sigh.

　Doesn't the young master know that the human heart is something that has nothing to do with any material thing?

　……

　"Eh? This little guy is so cute~" Nishikino Maki squatted down next to the stroller and couldn't resist reaching out to pet him.

　There are two kinds of children in this world: one is cute, and the other is bear-like.

　Bears deserve to be punished, while cute things deserve to be pampered.

　Then, among the lovely children, there are also two types.

　One of them was liked by a woman, and the other by a man.

　Men tend to like loud noises, like someone who's always reaching out and making little noises.

　Maki Nishikino liked the little girl in front of her because she didn't speak and made no sound. She was very quiet, but her two bright blue eyes stared straight at her. She looked very intelligent—didn't she know that intelligent people rarely talk?

　Sebastian soon saw Sanzenin Arashi come out.

　"Young Master, you've got it all sorted out so quickly?" Despite his doubts, he wasn't foolish enough to ask such a question. Instead, he asked, "What's the itinerary for the rest of the trip?"

　"Curious?" Sanzenin Arashi replied, seemingly changing the subject, "Want to know how I did it?"

　Seeing Sanzenin Arashi's calm expression, Sebastian assumed that his young master had completely subdued the little girl.

　But Sanzenin Arashi's next words made the head butler squint his eyes.

　“I haven’t told her anything yet. I’m just leaving the child here. I’ve noticed that the child hasn’t really left those few hundred meters since she was born, so I thought it would be good for her to stay somewhere else and meet more people.”

　Sebastian couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, aren't you afraid something will happen to the child?"

　Sanzenin Arashi glared at her. "I added two more SP teams and one more maid team to this place yesterday. Each of them has experience taking care of children. If this situation continues, you can pack your bags and go back to your hometown for a vacation tomorrow."

　Sebastian neither agreed nor disagreed.

　Whether it's maids or SPs, aren't they all managed by him, the head butler?

　In other words, is this pot still his own?

　How ridiculous...

　"That's not right. It was the young master himself who transferred the people there, and it was also the young master himself who released the child. What does it have to do with me?"

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled and said, "When we're negotiating later, you go for me. I'll just watch from the sidelines. I'm too lazy to argue with these people."

　Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

　Look how skillfully he's shifting the blame!

　How many times has our young master tried to shift the blame?!

　Sebastian was unhappy, and as a result, someone else suffered.

　The unlucky guy was the one Ubisoft sent to negotiate.

　The head butler of the Sanzenin family usually sits and talks with those super-powerful figures. This poor guy is just an employee. How could he be a match for Sebastian, a veteran of the battlefield?

　A project worth tens of billions of yen, a project that Arashi Sanzenin actively pursued at a loss, an entertainment project—under the Grand Butler's management, the other party barely had a chance to speak.

　This is probably the most frustrating project Ubisoft has ever completed.

　However, at that time they had no idea how much this project would influence in the future, even though they were just a small cog in the machine.

　..

495. Steve!!!

　Sanzenin Arashi was naturally confident in Sebastian's negotiation skills.

　Originally, this Grand Steward was there to handle these kinds of matters for me, so having him talk to the people from Ubisoft was like putting good steel to good use.

　The entire negotiation process was very relaxed. This project was already finalized, and everyone was negotiating from their own perspectives. The general price was around 3,000 yuan, and Arashi didn't even bother to haggle...

　If you go out to buy a one-dollar lighter, would you haggle over the price?

　If you actually slash someone, they won't think you're crazy.

　Sanzenin Arashi's goal was not this negotiation, but what followed.

　Ubisoft sent three people to the negotiations: one was a lawyer, the other two were professional negotiation experts, and the third person was someone that Sanzenin Arashi was interested in.

　The person in charge of the A Certain Magical Index project at Ubisoft, a man named Steve, asked Sanzenin Arashi for a business card when the negotiations ended.

　After the negotiations ended, Sanzenin Arashi and Sebastian went to a barbecue restaurant on a Hawaiian beach, ordered a cold drink and several steaks, and sat there enjoying the sea breeze.

　Sanzenin Arashi took a sip of her cold drink. "Guess when Steve is coming?"

　"Young Master, I don't even know your plan?"

　“I forgot,” Sanzenin Arashi laughed. “As for the price, I’m too lazy to say anything, because whether it’s 10 billion yen or 100 billion yen, it’s all small change to me.”

　“That’s true. One hundred billion yen is only one billion US dollars. My Sanzenin family pays more than that in taxes every day.”

　Sanzenin Arashi's words cannot be denied.

　Many people evade taxes, but when the transaction amount reaches an astronomical figure, it becomes impossible to do so.

　If the Sanzenin family did that, the tax revenue from the world's heavy industry would drop by 50%, even idiots would know that.

　He continued, "However, the works themselves are very meaningful to me. They are my interests, I like them, so I will talk to them and even pay attention to them throughout the process."

　After Sanzenin Arashi finished speaking, she couldn't help but mutter to herself: This is my glory alone.

　Sebastian shrugged and had lunch with his young master. It was a very down-to-earth Angus steak. Halfway through the meal, Sanzenin Arashi's phone rang.

　Not long after, Steve walked over.

　"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Aoyama."

　After Steve sat down, Sanzenin Arashi nodded—he remembered that this man had been staring at him the whole time during the negotiations.

　Sanzenin Arashi then asked, "Alright, Mr. Steve, is there anything I can help you with?"

　Steve glanced at Sebastian; he remembered that this was the man involved in the negotiations.

　Sebastian nodded expressionlessly. "Don't worry about me."

　Only then did Steve turn to Sanzenin Arashi: "Mr. Aoyama, I have a project. I wonder if you'd be interested in it?"

　Without even thinking, Sanzenin Arashi replied, "Of course I'm interested, Mr. Steve, please tell me."

　Steve and his men were the specimens about to put on the watches and collect data. At this moment, the other party proposed cooperation, which clearly meant that they wanted to switch jobs.

　Or rather, he wants to collaborate on an investment—in his personal capacity.

　So whether it's the former or the latter, for Sanzenin Arashi, it's something that can be solved by spending a little more money.

　At this point, the risk of the AI ​​replication plan can be reduced to zero, which is an ideal deal.

　Not to mention collaborative projects, they can also make money. No matter what, Sanzenin Arashi will never lose money.

　Steve was wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase.

　He opened his briefcase, took out an A4 sheet of paper and placed it in front of him, saying directly, "I want to make a pseudo-VR game, similar to The Sims, where players can 'build' and create their own space from scratch."

　Arashi Sanzenin immediately became interested. VR, he wanted to make something like that too.

　He immediately asked, "Is it a sandbox-like space where players take on a role, interact, and help each other build? And then, going a little further, allowing players to play the game while wearing VR devices?"

　Steve shook his head. "It's not anything high-end, just simple development, and the game content is rather... uh..."

　Sanzenin Arashi waved her hand. "Don't worry about these things. More than the content, I want to hear about your ideas."

　Steve finally breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the A4 paper in front of him. "This is the game I envisioned. Originally, I wanted to make VR, but the company would never approve my project, so I have been looking for partners. Mr. Aoyama, you have a lot of resources, so I would like to collaborate with you on this game."

　Sanzenin Arashi remained expressionless. That's how capital operations work: as long as you have it, you'll never have to worry about finding people to do things for you.

　You can take other people's ideas and 'capital' and all you need to do is throw money in. The only thing you need is a pair of sharp eyes.

　After taking the A4 paper, Sanzenin Arashi glanced at it and her expression immediately changed.

　this thing……

　The game's name...