What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

"Now, you should also know how difficult it is to make games, right?"

The boy taught him a lesson in a calm tone.

To be honest, this result was what he expected.

"Of course I know……"

Miss Yoshida lowered her head.

Because it is a work made by myself, so I can understand how much it weighs.

Just like when I participated in the library essay competition, I failed.

Following the other party's lost look, Fujiwara didn't want the child to give up now.

"Saki, hold out your hand."

Sitting on the bed, the boy suddenly said to the other party with a smile.

Ms. Yoshida felt confused.

However, as the other party said, he stretched out his hand.

"Good boy, I'll give you pocket money."

Put something in Kosaki's hand.

After all, it is a girl of this age.

Whether it is cosmetics or clothes, some pocket money is needed, and Oboro is very understanding.

"Oh, thanks……"

The girl stared blankly at the thing in her hand.

If she's not mistaken, that thing is her passbook.

Subconsciously opened it, and looked at the numbers above.

"Wait, Oboroya—"

"what happened?"

"That... I seem to be a little dazzled. Are there a little more zeros on it?"

Turn the passbook over.

Miss Yoshida frowned, and said in a strange tone.

"That's right, exactly 1000 million."

Fujiwara Hakuya replied with a smile.

Of course, this money was deposited by him not long ago.

"It really is 1000 million?! It's too much, no no no—"

After hearing the boy's words, there was no joy.

Xiaosaki's head immediately shook like a wave drum.

In her original family, the combined savings of her parents were not even as much as this amount.

There is no way for the girl to suddenly accept such a large sum of money.

"This is too much..."

Fujiwara Oboroya actually planned to give her more.

1000 million yen, converted to less than one hundred thousand dollars.

Because it is just a fan game and not a 3A masterpiece, this budget is already more than enough.

"Of course, you should quickly turn them back—"

Kosaki was not tempted by the money at all, and refused very firmly.

Living in other people's homes for free, the girl's heart is already full of indebtedness, and it is impossible to accept so much "pocket money".

"There's no need for that, the money is for you. If it's not enough, you can continue to add more."

Fujiwara Oboroya naturally didn't mean to take it back, but just explained calmly.

"what do you mean……"

Accidentally saw the program running on the computer, Xiaosaki suddenly understood.

"Aren't you playing a fan game? It's still difficult to do it alone."

Maybe some people can create a game that is popular all over the world on their own.

But Kosaki is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person without talent.

Some things can't be done just can't be done.

"..."

There was an unspeakable feeling in the girl's heart.

Submission of light novels went nowhere.

Wanting to make a fan game, now it seems that it is just a waste of effort.

"Sure enough, I'm in trouble. I can't do it alone."

Withdrawing the smile on his face, Fujiwara Oboro said seriously.

"It's just a little problem, I can handle it by myself."

Kosaki still wanted to continue to defend something.

If possible, she really wants to do something with her own efforts to repay this boy.

However, what greeted her was just a light hand knife.

"Stupid, some things just don't work hard."

The blunt plot and crude style of painting do not seem to be very attractive.

There is a high probability that it will only be a street product.

No matter how hard you try, you'll just hit your head against the wall.

She's trying the wrong way.

Sometimes it's a sign of maturity to learn to go the other way.

"Well……"

Kosaki clenched her fists very unwillingly.

But the girl had to face reality again.

Gently stroking the girl's well-maintained black long straight hair, Oboro could only comfort the child in this way.

"With the money, go to Station P to find a favorite artist and ask for a draft."

"Also... for the script, you don't have to force yourself to do it alone. You can also search for candidates online."

"I compared them on several websites, and many newcomers are quite capable."

As he spoke, he listed the websites he had visited one by one.

There are a lot of talked about goals in it.

It seems that it took him some time.

"Okiya, there's no need for you to do so much for me..."

Kosaki didn't know what to say anymore.

The position on her chest was sore, which made her suddenly have an urge to cry.

"In the final analysis, what should I do if I fail—"

Yoshida Saki asked very unconfidently.

Spending this money and energy on yourself is probably just a waste of effort.

"It's okay to fail."

The boy just smiled at her and replied.

Originally, I thought that I would directly help her contact some powerful industry leaders and take this idiot away.

But I'm a little worried that it will backfire.

Anyway, he is still very young, even if he fails once, there is still time.

That's enough for now.

Let her take the money, deal with others alone, and experience various ways.

After this time...whether it is success or failure.

As long as she is willing to continue, the boy will help her wholeheartedly.

"I just want to play, the game you made seriously, Kosaki."

Fujiwara hazy also likes this kind of children who work hard for their dreams.

Chapter 19. A Little Heartbeat

After all, it is a developed country, and the average salary in neon society is very high.

But no matter how you say it, the number of 1000 million is too much for Xiaosaki.

In a country where the national savings rate has fallen below new lows, the vast majority of households cannot afford such a large amount of money.

Ms. Yoshida even felt her hands trembling slightly as she held the passbook.

"No... This is really too much, I still can't take it."

Shaking her head vigorously, the girl firmly chose to refuse.