I won't be a loser.

Feng Xiaochun took off her apron and sat down, ready to eat. Xianren looked at her for a while, smiled, and then sat down to have dinner with his wife.

After the meal, Xianren naturally took the initiative to be responsible for cleaning up. The two sat together to rest for a while, and then Feng Xiaochun went to the bathroom.

Looking at the Magical Girl of Light playing on the screen, he began to think seriously in his heart.

"Regular works usually rely on gameplay to win. The games currently on the market... no, the content of mobile games... is unclear. We still need to do some serious research. For example, using the copyright of famous works, the investment in producing a game is not cheap."

To create a game from scratch, the gameplay, plot, character images, and mechanics all have to perform well.

"As for voice actors, based on what I've learned, well-known top-tier voice actors command around 30 to 60 yen per hour, while mid-level voice actors command 20 to 30 yen. New voice actors are cheaper, only 10 to 20 yen, but they don't attract many players."

Well-known voice actors can also attract some fans who like voice actors. For example, new voice actors can save expenses but cannot attract many fans.

"As for the gameplay, we also need to think seriously about it, like what type of game it is... We can take a look at the rankings later."

He just suddenly had an idea in this regard, and it would be quite difficult to actually implement it. The wise man standing in the living room rubbed his eyebrows and turned his head to look at Feng Xiaochun who was walking out of the bathroom.

"Troubled?"

"A little bit. I want to do something on my own, but I haven't decided what yet."

"Start a business?"

Staring at her husband, Feng Xiaochun thought for a moment and understood Xianren's thoughts. The treatment he received at her home yesterday probably caused Xianren's inner dissatisfaction, which led to the idea of starting his own business.

"That's kind of the point, but it's just an idea at the moment. It'll take some time to finalize the specific implementation."

"I'll support you."

"……Thanks."

After a moment of silence, the wise man smiled and nodded.

When sleeping at night, Feng Xiaochun snuggled into Xianren's arms, gently raised her face, and looked at Xianren who was resting with his eyes closed. No matter what happened, she would stand firmly by his side.

Feeling the body pressed against his arms, and smelling the familiar fragrance of her hair, Xianren gently embraced his wife...

For a period of time afterwards, Xianren did not stay at home all the time. He went out for a walk from time to time, visited some nearby companies, and met with Mari Fukaoka, and asked her to take him to visit some well-known large-scale Internet technology companies.

Mari Fukazaki's status in Kaioka Company was not bad. She met with the company's middle and senior management in the name of an interview, and also allowed Xianren, who was standing by, to learn a lot of information.

"Are you really planning to start your own business?"

Walking out of a well-known mobile game company, Mari Fukaoka looked at Xianren who took off his plain glasses, and was a little surprised.

"It's just an idea, but I'm not sure if it will work or not."

"If you succeed, can you support me?"

Mari Fukaoka was stunned for a moment, then she chuckled and started teasing.

"Okay."

In response to this, the wise man walking nearby smiled.

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Thank you all for your monthly tickets and blades! Thank you all for your recommendation tickets!

Everyone's Sage: 403. I will do what I can do, what I can do as a human being.

Once the general goals and direction of life are determined, all that remains is to work towards your goals.

Work hard.

I don't know how long it has been since I had such thoughts in my heart. Sitting in the classroom, taking class, Xianren lowered his head, holding a pen in his hand, sketching on his notes from time to time. He didn't write down any useful information, but just sketched and stroked casually on his notes.

"We've already gathered a lot of useful information, but it's still a bit early to start our own team right away."

He is still in high school and does not have enough time to use. Before going to Chiba in April, he basically does not need to think about this matter. Once in Chiba, whether the team should stay in Tokyo or recruit in Chiba is also a question that needs careful consideration.

In all aspects, there are problems waiting to be solved. For the wise men today, it is still too early. Even if he is admitted to university, he will not have time to use immediately. When he first enters university, he must first adapt to the university environment before considering other problems.

The wise man, who was unconsciously sketching in his notebook, couldn't help but sigh softly. The sound was not very loud and did not attract anyone's attention in the classroom.

It was Umetaro Nozaki, who was sitting behind him, who noticed Kento's sigh, but he didn't know why he sighed. Besides, the class was still going on, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just stared at the teacher who was teaching the class and quietly took his notes.

During the break, Kento stood up and walked out of the classroom. Sawamura Eriri, who was sitting in her seat, saw Kento get up and leave the classroom, so she also stood up and left the classroom.

The fact that they were standing one in front and one behind did not attract anyone's attention. Even Hinami Aoi did not notice the relationship between the two.

He entered the men's restroom, took care of some normal physiological problems, ran some water, and after leaving the restroom, he ran some water to wash his hands. When he was about to leave, he saw a blonde girl standing in the corridor, staring at him.

The tight black stockings that went below the knees were tied against her fair skin, the hem of her short skirt fluttered gently, and the girl, with her arms folded, stared at him intently.

He gently shook off the water droplets on his hands, looked at the girl who was blocking his way, slowed down his pace, and his eyes fell on her.

"Is something wrong?"

"Is New Year's a gift from you?"

"Is it possible to ask this question via text message?"

In response to this, Eriri did not give any answer, but just stared quietly at Xianren in front of her. The other students who came out of the bathroom looked at the subtle aura of the two, washed their hands quietly, and left this place with a subtle atmosphere.

Looking at some of the furtive glances, he couldn't help but feel a little headache about Eriri's always indifferent personality, and rubbed his eyebrows gently.

"Yes."

After giving the answer, he walked past her and headed towards the classroom, while Eriri pursed her lips, and the expression on her face couldn't tell whether she was happy or dissatisfied.

It's lunchtime.

Get up and leave the classroom.

He came to the laboratory alone and looked at Rio Futaba who was dressed in black. After entering the classroom, he found a seat and sat down.

"Black suits you, too."

Futaba Rio, who was not doing any experiments, raised her head, looked at Xianren sitting in the laboratory, and slowly lowered her head.

"It's so cold outside today, how many layers of clothes are you wearing?"

Still no answer.

Seeing Futaba Rio's silent attitude without any answer, Xianren did not continue to ask questions. Without getting any response, he thought that the other party was not in a good mood and there was no need to waste time like this, so he took out two rice balls from his pocket.

I bought a bottle of green tea on the way. It tasted like other milk, but it was a little too greasy for Xianren.

Rice balls, milk, worst match.

Of course, it’s not a good combination for Xianren, as he prefers lighter flavors.

Just as Xianren was about to unwrap the rice ball, the girl slowly walked up to him and handed him a lunch box. Looking at Futaba Rio beside him, Xianren clasped his hands together.

"Thank you so much, gentle and lovely Goddess Futaba!"

Even so, Futaba Rio, who was thanked, did not respond at all. She quietly returned to her original seat and prepared to have lunch.

Looking down at the lunch box in front of him, the wise man looked expectant and slowly opened the lunch box.

'LOVE?'

"..."

After opening the bento, he saw a big heart written with ketchup, with the word "love" written inside. Xianren stared at it and was silent for a long time.

When he slowly raised his head and looked at Futaba Rio, the other party still remained calm and silent, with no intention of answering at all.

He picked up the chopsticks from the lunch box, hesitated for a moment, and clasped his hands together slightly.

"Then... I'm starting."

After whispering softly, he picked up the omelet rice, added a little ketchup, and put it into his mouth.

chew.

chew.

"..."

The taste seemed a little off. He couldn't feel the sweet and sour taste of the ketchup, but instead had a slightly astringent taste, which gradually triggered his sense of pain. A spicy and astringent feeling appeared in his mouth and gradually spread.

It wasn't intense, but the disparity between the imagined taste and the real taste made Xianren blink involuntarily. He was silent for a long time, doubting his own sense of taste, and then looked at Futaba Rio.

The other party ate quietly, without any strange reaction at all, which made Xianren lower his head again and look at the lunch box in front of him.

He didn't dare spit out the omelet rice in his mouth, and stared at the omurice. He picked up the broccoli that was decorated on the side, swallowed it hard, and then put it into his mouth.

"..."

sweet?!

It is too sweet……

The strange taste, like it was covered with honey, made Xianren look at Futaba Rio again.

After swallowing the broccoli with great effort, Xianren looked at Futaba Rio hesitantly.

"Um... this bento, was it something you found on the road?"

"I prepared this lunch box especially for you."

"...Hmm, is it, is it a little different from the bento I had before? I feel like the taste is a little different from the bento I had before... Hmm... Hmm..."

It was not easy to ask too pointed questions. Looking at Rio Futaba who was eating quietly and picking up a broccoli and putting it into her mouth, Xianren was very suspicious. Could it be that the other person's taste was different from his?

After taking two bites, Xianren silently put down his chopsticks under the overly special taste. He was silent for a long time, staring at the bento in front of him, then looking at the calm expression of Futaba Rio beside him, he looked at the bento in front of him again.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the fried chicken and put it into his mouth.

acid!

His sense of taste seemed to become confused all of a sudden. He sat quietly at the table, silent for a long time, then slowly stood up, walked to Futaba Rio, and picked up the broccoli from her lunch box.

sweet!

"what happened?"

At this time, Futaba Rio was finally willing to speak, and Xianren, who was standing next to her, could not understand why Futaba Rio wanted to make such a...'special' bento.

"What happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"For example, loss of taste... or... um, something else?"

Facing Futaba Rio's calm gaze, he remembered that Futaba Rio's condition was normal some time ago, so why did she suddenly become strange today?

"Today, the lunch box I prepared is called 'Mood'. It's not someone else's mood, it's just my current mood."

"..."

Although she was a science student, Xianren felt that Futaba Rio also had artistic talent. After a long silence, he slowly returned to his previous seat, lowered his head to look at the lunch box in front of him, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a determination in his eyes as if he was determined to die!

He silently picked up the bento in front of him, picked up the food inside and put it into his mouth——

"At least the omurice tastes normal..."

He closed his eyes, picked up the food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He didn't know how much time had passed before he stopped and put down the lunch box and chopsticks in his hands.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the green tea beside him, and poured it into his mouth to relieve the strange feeling of discomfort.

"..."

Looking at the sage who was forcing himself on her, Futaba Rio slowly lowered her head, and the expression in her eyes softened a little. The lunch box she prepared tasted a little weird, but it was not so bad that it was hard to swallow.

She didn't have any particularly deep malice, she was just a little dissatisfied. During this New Year period, she had some negative emotions in her heart, but she didn't know how to vent them. When she thought about preparing lunch boxes for Xianren, some special ideas came to her mind, which led to the two lunch boxes now.

"Goo-"

A strange sound came out of his mouth, and the wise man stretched out his left hand and gently placed it in front of his lips.

"It doesn't matter if you spit it out. It tastes weird anyway, doesn't it?"

"No, it's not particularly strange... For now, it's still within the acceptable range."

"Then, tomorrow and from now on, it's okay to have the same bento."

"..."

The sage's face looked a little subtle, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"can!"

After a moment, he nodded.