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"I'm sorry, senpai."

An Yilun also clenched his fists, stood up suddenly, and lowered his head slightly, so that Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu could not see his true expression, he just suppressed his feelings and said softly, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Xiazhiqiu."

"Aiya~~!" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu suddenly panicked in her heart. She didn't know why her heartbeat was faster than before, and she always felt that the blood was pooling on her cheeks.

She waved her hands in a panic, trying to calm herself down, but she couldn't stabilize herself, she just whispered tremblingly, "Lord Ethics....you..."

"I'm sorry, Kasumigaoka-senpai!"

An Yilun's voice overwhelmed hers. He stood in front of Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu and bowed deeply to apologize.

"Last time, on Christmas Eve, I'm sorry to say that. Kasumigaoka-senpai!"

At this decisive moment, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's voice calmed down.

She calmly shook her Parkinson's arm, pressed it on the book she put on her lap, and said word by word, "Christmas Eve is..."

"Senior sister asked me while holding the file bag [there is the first draft of the final reply, don't you read it anyway]...?"

Before he could finish his words, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu calmly raised his eyes, and the trembling of his palms gradually returned to normal.

She recounted her thoughts with the tone and voice she had used before.

"[Don't you want to see the ending of Zhenren, Sha Yujia and Zhenwei? Didn't you always look forward to it?] [Didn't the two of us discuss it on this street?]

【Can you let me know your thoughts? ]"

"[Did you choose Mayu or...I Sa Yuka?]"

"So, what's your answer? Do you remember?"

The last sentence of Shiyu of Kasumigaoka contained three-point sarcasm, three-point memory, and...  

A lifetime of pain.

......

"[Forgive me for refusal.]"

"[Because of me, I cannot be responsible for this work.]"

"[Don't you understand if I don't tell you?]"

"[Of course it's because I'm a big fan of yours!]"

An Yi Lun's tone was exactly the same as the day it snowed. He seemed to repeat his past, and then showed the scar in front of the girl in front of him.

"That's why." Kasumigaoka Shiyu stroked the book on his knees, and told the story that happened without any emotion or turbulence: "Because of the willfulness of the gods, the male protagonist Naoto did not choose Sa Yuka, who met like a fate, but It was only with the second volume that only appeared in the second volume."

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"I'm sorry. Senior Sister Xia Zhiqiu!" An Yilun also bowed deeply and apologized again: "I used to choose to escape to face it."

"I won't be today!"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was stunned for a moment, she didn't speak, just played with her drooping hair lightly with her fingers, staring at An Yilunya's eyes with a blushing look.

Her voice trembled slightly: "What are you...what do you want to say... Mr. Ethics."

"I want to give you an answer that day, Kasumigaoka-senpai." An Yilun, who was bowing, also shouted loudly, as if to shout out the heart in his chest.

"I know that I am a complete scum who escaped. But I still have an answer for you."

The voice echoed on the rooftop, immersed in Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's heart, making her unnatural mood even more unable to restrain herself.

"What answer."

She has never been so anxious about gains and losses.

"An answer to the ending of [Love Metronome]." An Yilun also stood up straight and stared into the eyes of Shiyu of Kasumigaoka.

Just as seriously as he does when he blogs.

"I want to choose Sa Yujia!"

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu slowly covered his mouth, and the expression on his face was still in surprise, and he had no time to change.

An Yilun's words below calmed her down.

"However, I know that Sha Yujia can't choose straight people."

"Sha Yujia is so perfect, pure and pitiful, with excellent grades, even the number one scholar in the academy, and the best member of the literature department."

"As for the straight man, he is an ordinary person who can't find any good points except gentle words. He will run away, he will give up, he even swaying in front of Sa Yujia and Mayu, such a person is really Is it suitable for Sha Yujia, is it really someone who can be entrusted by Sha Yujia for life?"

"Can he give Sha Yujia a lifetime of happiness, can he swing against Mayu now, will he be tempted by other young and lovely girls when he is older?"

"Has Sha Yujia considered this?"

"I..." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu almost blurted out the words [I thought about it], but when it came to his mouth, it was replaced by sarcasm: "Sure enough, Naoto is a promiscuous person. Then, you What do you think Sa Yuka will do?"

For this question, An Yilun did not have a positive reply. He bowed deeply again and lowered the one-page project [SUNNY DAY] project in his hand.

At the same time, he said respectfully, "Mr. Kasumigaoka, I want to make games. At the same time, I want to invite you as my script writer."

"???" Kasumigaoka Shiyu took over the project with some puzzlement, and the scene of the bewildered beauty was unexpectedly seductive.

Her slightly opened eyes seemed to be saying what the game had to do with the topic just now.

An Yilun also raised her head slightly, looked up at the clear sky, and whispered softly.He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to Shiyu of Kasumigaoka in front of him.

"If Naoto wants to improve himself, to become a girl worthy of Sa Yuka, he must go through hard training. He needs a lot of growth, smoothing out the spikes with burrs, and filling in the defects of pride and narrowness. In the end, Stand firm on your emotions and don’t waver about everything.”

"He wants to be a good game producer, a person who will never move toward his dreams. In this way, he can... be with Sa Yujia."

"So, please help me, senpai!"

......

The sun sets in the west, fiery red clouds rippling in the sky.

An Yi Lun was also on his way home, looking back on what he had done today.

It's only been a day since he completely put the idea of ​​making games in his mind

Today, most of his plans are going smoothly. Whether it is the shyness of Sawamura, Spencer, or Eiri, or Shiyu of Kasumigaoka's pretending to be mature, they are all within his expectations.

Although there are some unexpected things, it is still a normal category that can be solved.

Next, he will start to officially start his own plan.

Wanting to make a successful and real game, and wanting to make many people really happy because they played his game, this has always been his real idea.

For this goal, he can even deceive his childhood sweethearts and take advantage of the love of his senior sister who likes him, which can be described as a complete scum.

But he didn't care.

If he wants to complete the best game he can currently complete, the two people must help each other out. Without additional attraction, he can only do this.

So far, the effect is pretty good.

The two fish have already been hooked, and he just needs to put a little more bait on the hook again, and then it will be done.

The next meeting is the time to make the two of them his trump cards.

but.....

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

A good game needs a good plan and creativity.

An Yilun also took out the project with only one name written in his backpack, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

In the end, it turned into a smug hope.

【This time, it should be possible! 】

[No, it can definitely be done! 】

[Because I am not fighting by myself, the game theory and game knowledge of the two worlds are different in my mind. 】

【I must be able to come up with one of the best game ideas! 】

With certainty in his heart, An Yilun's eyes were bright, just like what he had done for anything he cared about.

Whatever he needs to be doing, he will definitely do it and make it successful.

This is his game creed.

PS: make up the number of words

Section 1 Only I can save them ([-])

"Name."

"Yuki under the Snow"

"age."

"16 is old."

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"Abdominal pain during menstruation."

At this time, Kazuya Guanggu raised his head and looked at the young female patient in front of him.

He has a handsome appearance, with long jet-black hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a brown coat on the upper body and a plaid skirt on the lower body, with a long skirt, and bright black leather shoes on the fair ankles.

The good-looking brows are slightly wrinkled, as if suffering from pain.

Listening to the description, at first glance, it is dysmenorrhea.

It's not a difficult symptom to discern, but it's worth asking a few more questions.

After all, it is also a patient who has been personally explained by the dean, and it seems that he is either rich or expensive.

Guanggu Kazuya pulled out the gel pen in his jacket pocket and began to write on the medical record, asking as he wrote.

"When did it start?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was still frowning, and after half a minute, she slowly said in the eyes of her sister beside him, "It's been about half a year."

"When did the first menstrual period come, how many days on average, and how long does it last?"