“Heh. Is that so? Well, what’s important is the G.Bible. You can come find me later when you have time about that [Key]~ I’ll help analyze it together. Alright! I definitely delivered it~ See you later!”
“Maki-chan, great work~”
“I hope you’ll contact me through the secretary next time we meet~ Because I’m going to hit it big with ‘T.S.C 2’!”
“Haha. I’ll be looking forward to it.”
After the first-year student from Veritas, Konuri Maki, handed over the decrypted G.Bible file to the Game Development Club and left, the teacher smiled softly as they reflected on last night’s events.
A collaboration between the Game Development Club, Veritas, and the Engineering Department was needed to decode the G.Bible file they retrieved from the ruins.
They faced off against the Seminar and C&C, and claimed victory… or so they would say.
Although in the end, it was an ugly escape, the group that achieved their goal was eagerly waiting for Veritas to decrypt the G.Bible.
And just now, the G.Bible was finally in their hands.
“Everyone gather! We’re going to check out the G.Bible now.”
Momo boldly declared this and started an impassioned speech.
At last, the Game Development Club was about to catch a glimpse of the essence of game development contained within the G.Bible and write a new history in the gaming industry through ‘T.S.C 2’!
…That was the only way for the Game Development Club to survive. The only path for them to be together in their clubroom was to keep their resolve as one.
Success, and an even greater success.
Failure was not an option. Since they had no next opportunity.
“G.Bible… activate!”
At the tips of Aris’s fingers, the program that determined the fate of the Game Development Club was executed.
Soon, the introduction of the G.Bible began to appear on the screen. Everyone gasped in awe at the impressive content, their eyes filled with anticipation as they stared at the display.
[There’s only one secret to creating the best game, and the G.Bible contains that truth.]
[The one and only secret to making the best game is now revealed.]
And then, a single line of text appeared.
[Love the game.]
The moment they confirmed that line, a sinister feeling emerged in the hearts of the members of the Game Development Club.
They desperately tried to deny that it was the end. That this was only the process before the truth revealed to the world. As reality began to unfold before them, they tried to reject it.
[If you pressed this button, you might suspect the file is corrupted, something went wrong, or an error occurred.]
“Y-Yeah. It can’t end like this!”
[But it is the end. Sorry!]
“…”
[Love the game!]
With the G.Bible’s content teasing them until the very end…
“T-This… is it?!”
“Sis? It seems like we’ve been played…”
“We’re done for!!!!”
The merciless reality cast its shadow, instantly bursting the inflated dreams of the Game Development Club like a balloon.
If it weren’t for Aris, they probably would have given up everything right there.
Fortunately, the Game Development Club soon realized that the most valuable treasure they had retrieved from the ruins wasn’t just the G.Bible, but rather Aris, their cherished member.
With less than a week left until the Millennium Price application deadline, they officially began developing Tales Saga Chronicle 2.
‘…So, why am I here again?’
As the members of the Game Development Club successfully shook off the shock of realizing the true nature of the G.Bible thanks to Aris, the teacher thought to themselves while observing them with enthusiasm.
Then, spotting Miyu quietly watching Yuzu’s work beside her, the teacher became convinced that such a situation was nothing bad.
Meanwhile, a certain guy, knowing that Yuka was tirelessly cleaning up the chaos from the night before, might have panicked if he knew it wouldn’t be possible to use next month’s salary ahead of time.
The true nature of the adult chosen by the Student Council President might be of a sort that should never be revealed to the students.
“Sis, what’s with this contextless delusion? It must be an underestimation…! Fix it!”
“What? But Midori, that thing you’re drawing now! The proportions of the arms and legs are a complete mess!”
At that moment, they were unaware that C&C was grinding their teeth, having properly been thwarted by the joint forces of the Game Development Club, Veritas, and the Engineering Department due to Neuru’s absence.
*
April started with a bang from the very first day.
Starting with Noa’s ridiculous play.
In the midst of it all, Hanako barged in, sending shivers down my spine.
And then Noa, who, even though it was evident I was aware of her watching me, didn’t stop giving me chills for a different reason.
What was more absurd was her declaring, “Did I just turn you on? Want a round?” all while casually streaming… Was I being considerate of her?
Then I heard from Hanako that I was embarrassed by the pathetic excuses I shared, leading Nagisa to dismantle my excuse with “Your period cycle isn’t that.”
Having unearthed the truth from me, she collided her desires with mine that evening, but I must clarify, this was not something I actively considered. After all, my first experience had been orchestrated by Nagisa, and that had solidified into what is currently my sexual preference.
Blimey, it was already a day full of chaotic happenings leading to a clash between the Game Development Club and C&C due to the circumstances surrounding my phone call with Noa.
Hearing that the story of the game club was progressing smoothly without me made me feel relieved, yet the concerns about what comes later kept nagging at me.
Hoping for a future where things resolve well without Rion playing the villain has me worried. I just fear my involvement might worsen the scenario.
If I were to act foolishly in favor of Rion, and Aris awakened as the princess of nameless deities as a result, I’d be pushed to my limits.
Ah, speaking of which, I casually heard from Asuna that day happened to be Akane’s birthday. Seems like she has quite the struggle planned for her birthday…
Hold on a second. There exists an even worse situation, where a malicious woman would make Hina suffer on her birthday?
Wow, whoever that is, it’s end-of-the-world levels of wickedness. For real.
[Hina-chan, I’m sorry!]
[…Suddenly?]
[If by any chance, and I mean truly by any chance, Hina-chan wants me to… I might consider carrying you around all day during White Night.]
[No need, Mika… I don’t know what it is but…]
[If you’re sorry… Maybe just record some compliments and send them… Would be nice…]
In an outpour of suddenly feeling sorry, an unexpected MOMOTalk began, and [message deleted.] sprang to mind. I’d already seen it all.
[My Hina-chan, fun? Cute.]
[…]
[Voice message.]
Today, with a heart full of remorse, I recorded a sweet voice message and sent it.
Content?
“It’s just, I hope you weren’t expecting praise? Sorry, Hina-chan, you got played by me…☆”
Something like that.
Other than that, somehow, (truly, I can’t pinpoint how) I even ended up making a statement to Nagisa, implying acceptance of a practical proposal…
Which can be interpreted as me proposing to Nagisa in a way. Of course, given the situation, we wouldn’t recognize this as a formal proposal due to the absence of mood.
Thinking all this happened in less than 24 hours brings a headache just remembering.
[Mika.]
[Do you have time tonight?]
[Sounds like I might? Why do you ask?]
[You tempted me just now…]
Aha. Me?
This is completely a first-time hearing for me! Like seriously unheard of!
[I’ll come over~]
[…Okay.]
Well, if Hina says so, then it must be.
Nagisa also doesn’t demand consecutive days unless a weekend is involved, so today should work out fine.
Lately, I’ve been managing to scrape time together at least once a week, which feels great. Though having to distribute that among many makes it slightly complicated.
Today happens to be the day I’m visiting the headquarters of the Eden Treaty Organization, so I’ll swing through Gehenna afterward to spend the night. Perfect timing.
“Benefactor———!!!”
Having already contacted Yukino ahead of time, I knew someone would come out to meet me.
I was aware, but…
“Wakamo-chan, you look the same as before?”
It seems her appearance hasn’t changed at all. The mask and outfit remain. The only difference is the SRT armband on her arm.
Even her gun remains the same. That deadly-looking gunblade is somewhat terrifying to see again…
“Wh-What do you mean! It’s a complete rudeness! Can you not see the new fox who has succeeded in her transformation?!”
“But aside from the SRT armband, everything else appears unchanged.”
“Hmph! Just so you know, I don’t need to rely on the SRT’s equipment to be strong—”
“Weaker than me, though.”
“Grrr. Furthermore, it’s an undeniable fact that my original outfit is more intimidating and attractive than the SRT uniform…!”
“I can give you that. Anyway… what’s important isn’t that. I told you not to call me benefactor anymore, didn’t I?”
“If that’s the case, how am I to express my endless gratitude?!”
“You really don’t need to express gratitude… Just continue living honestly without causing trouble like you are now, and I’d feel grateful.”
“…Mika-nim.”
“Yeah?”
“I received the gift you sent. And did you know? I’m actually this year’s second-year class representative. How about that? Hehe.”
Remembering the gift, I glanced down, noticing Wakamo’s rather suggestive lower half attire—utterly scandalous…
But what caught my attention wasn’t that, but that she was wearing the boots I bought her as a present. The design? Not much different from what she was wearing before.
However, the crucial difference is that they aren’t mismatched…
While I can write off other things, mismatched boots was one design choice I seriously wouldn’t tolerate.
Even now, I can only think that was a splendid decision.
“Well, I naturally heard it from Yukino-chan, you know?”
“…Ah, why would the baby fox senior, who is the squad leader of FOX Squad, leak such private information?!”
“Anyway, let’s continue talking while we walk.”
“Ah, yes~. Come this way~.”
“Hey, Wakamo-chan. I know my way around here just fine.”
“Mika-nim, are you perhaps… T?’
W-What…?
Where did that come from? Just ignore it—
“I’m always pretty, you know. Thanks for the compliment☆”
“O-Oh…?”
—What I was about to say, but my mouth felt like it was moving on its own.
Well, I mean, I didn’t exactly have an ordinary standard of pretty now, did I?
As I become more self-assured, the embarrassment also melts away.
