Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Through the light falling above his head, he could even see the fine beads of sweat on the other person's forehead.

When the timer started, Kanda Sorata stumbled and spoke.

"Very... thank you very much to all the mentors and investors for giving me this precious opportunity..."

"This... the game I want to make is about music elements..."

"Well... based on this system, that... is not just for core players, but for the majority of people to enjoy it..."

This Lian Diao presentation started with a stumbling start, went through a stumbling and lengthy introduction process, and finally came to a stumbling end.

When the timer ended, Qin Xianshu pressed the stopwatch again and glanced down.

"Two 10 minutes and 53 seconds is too long."

"really."

Mitaka Jin folded his arms on his chest and gave appropriate advice.

"Generally, instructors and investors have to listen to dozens of these conferences a day, and they usually have to be kept within 5 minutes. A dozen or 10 minutes like this is considered a serious exceedance."

"Um……"

Hearing this, Kanda Sorata showed a confused expression of thought.

"And I always feel that junior-kun gives people a weird feeling when he gives a speech. It's different from usual." Misaki Kamikusa said, holding her cheek.

"I should say it's too restrained." Yukiko said, taking a sip of tea.

"ZZZZZZZZ~"

Mashiro didn't speak. She had already fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair, her chest rising and falling gently with her even breathing, which perfectly explained what it means to be silent at this moment.

"Kanda, can you lend me your speech?" Qin Ushu said suddenly.

"Uh, okay..."

Kanda Sorata honestly handed over the entire stack of manuscript paper in his hand.

Qin Xianshu reached out and took it, glanced at it twice, and immediately frowned.

In fact, this is not a speech in the popular sense. To be precise, it is a simple game plan, which includes the core gameplay, basic structure, style and features, etc.

"Why don't you just read it?" he asked.

"……Eh?"

Kanda Sorata didn't understand for a while.

Qin Sanshu breathed out lightly: "What I mean is that you don't need to add so many temporarily expanded sentences that connect the past and the future. You can just read it according to your plan, and the opening remarks in front of it don't need to be so... It’s long, just pass it through in one stroke...just feel it.”

As he spoke, he stood up from his chair, held the manuscript paper in his hand, cleared his throat, and pressed the stopwatch.

"I'm very happy to meet you all. The music game project I brought you today is a buyout game developed based on the mobile platform. The core gameplay is divided into two types, one is... and the other is..."

Compared with Kanda Sorata's jerkiness, Qin Ushu is obviously much more mature and sophisticated. He speaks clearly and fluently, and every sentence is to the point, without any unnecessary polite nonsense.

It took Sorata Kanda 10 minutes to introduce the same plan. In some places, he had to think about it at the same time, causing confusion and confusion.

However, Qin Xianshu explained everything clearly in just over three minutes from beginning to end, following the script thoroughly.

At the end he added another sentence.

"So, what do you think?"

At the end of the speech, Misaki Kamiigusa was the first to take the lead and applaud quickly.

"Oh - as expected of Umbrella Shu, this familiar sense of oppression!"

"It doesn't feel oppressive. I just read the main points." Qin Uanshu shook his head and said.

He reached out and returned the planning book to its original owner. At the moment of handover, Kanda Sorata was silent for a moment, and then scratched his head again.

"It may be a bit inappropriate to say this, but if I say this at the press conference, will it feel too..."

"Old egg?" Qin Umbrella said calmly.

"What is that?" Kanda Sorata couldn't understand again.

"The dialect of my hometown, the antonym of humility."

"Oh, that's it."

The young man with the dream of being a game producer nodded hurriedly.

"Don't worry, absolutely not."

Qin Sanshu left the table and pushed the chair under the table with his backhand.

He came to Kanda Sorata, patted the latter's shoulder, and then walked straight towards his room.

"You have to use your excellent game plans to impress other investors, rather than using your good etiquette. Always be proud of your own work. This is the most basic quality of a creator."

"Stay proud...?"

The moment they passed each other, Kanda Sorata was thoughtful.

About four or five minutes after returning to the room, a gentle knock sounded from outside the door.

"Please come in." Qin Xianshu sat in front of the computer and looked at the screen without looking back.

The door opened, and Yukiko appeared outside the door with her hands behind her back.

She leaned against the door frame, tilted her head and looked at the high school detective at the computer desk with a smile.

"That call just now was great, stay proud and so on."

"It's nothing, I just thought so, so that's all I said."

Qin Xianshu glanced sideways at the girl at the door...the rectangular protrusion behind her.

"I understand the truth, but what do you mean by bringing a pillow with you?"

"Hey~★"

Chapter 168 Living together~

"Well, that's fine."

Arranging the pillows she brought with her and the original pillows on Qin Sanshu's bed side by side, Yukiko nodded with satisfaction, and then sat down beside the bed.

Qin Ushu, who was in front of the computer, sighed softly.

"You don't really plan to sleep here with me at night, do you?"

"Any questions?"

"Yes, this is a single bed. It will be very crowded for two people."

"Didn't we sleep in a single bed last night?"

"It was the hotel last night..."

The high school detective weakly defended himself.

After three moves, Yukiko had the absolute upper hand.

If it were an ordinary school dormitory, she might not be able to do this, but this is Sakurasou.

Sakurasou's rules and regulations regarding the relationship between men and women are just one sentence. As long as there is no human-creation movement, you can do whatever you want.

However, considering that the sound insulation performance of this old house itself is quite poor, it is generally unlikely that anyone will carry out a man-creation campaign in Sakurasou.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Qin Ushu looking at the screen and clicking on the web page without saying a word, Yukiko raised her chin and asked curiously.

"I'm looking to see if there are any new commissions." Qin Shanshu clicked on the emails received on the backend web page one by one and quickly browsed. "I have a website that specializes in taking over commissions. People post commissions on it every day, so every day Open the backstage and take a look.”

"Is it delivered every day?" Yukiko smacked her tongue slightly.

She knew a little bit about the detective industry, which was somewhat similar to the antique industry. It was a three-year non-open business and three years of work, and it was very good.

After all, if most people encounter some minor problem, the first thing they think of is to go to the police to solve it.

Convenient, formal, and free of charge.

But if you are a big boss who pays more attention to personal privacy and wants to find someone to solve the problem, you will definitely not go to those little-known detectives, but all the big-name detectives.

So if you are not a very famous detective, it may sometimes be difficult to even provide food and clothing.

It can be said to be very strong as a stable source of income like this.

"Well...but many of them are not serious commissions." Qin Ushu added.

"Not a serious commission? What do you mean?" Yukiko didn't understand at first.

Out of curiosity, she leaned over and casually glanced at the so-called "irregular commissions".

Soon, her entire face turned dark.

The full meaning of asking for "help" almost overflowed the screen!

To sum up, it is - auntie is good, auntie is wonderful, there are banknotes in auntie's bag.

That's really rich. The amounts attached at the bottom of the commission emails that Kiko saw almost caught up with her one year's living expenses.

"It seems that you are quite popular... huh?" the girl said through gritted teeth.

"right?"

Qin Xianshu subconsciously touched his face.

But in the next second, his hand was slapped away, and his face was pinched hard by a slender hand stretched out from the side, accompanied by Yukiko's vicious voice.

"It's you big-headed ghost!"

She paused every word.

"No, no, allowed!"

"...Didn't answer."

……

Yukiko finally stayed in Qin Sanshu's room.

The time came to two o'clock in the evening.

When the last light in Sakurasou was extinguished, a room door quietly opened in the dark corridor on the second floor, and a light golden figure walked out. Little white and almost translucent feet stepped on the wooden floor, making no sound. No sound at all.

She looked around to make sure there was no one around before carefully walking out of the room, closing the door gently behind her and going downstairs.

On the other side, the door of Qin Xianshu's room was gently pushed open from the outside.

With the dim moonlight shining through the curtains outside the window, Shiina Mashiro accurately circumvented all the obstacles in the room and reached the bedside.

However, just when she was about to lift the quilt and get into bed as before, she suddenly paused.

Under the bright silver moonlight, two people were sleeping quietly on the bed.

Qin Sanshu hugged Yukiko tightly from behind, and Yukiko was like a small animal that had found its home. She slightly raised her body with peace of mind and tightened herself tightly into the former's arms.

Just like last night in the hotel.

What Qin Xianshu said is true. This is a standard single bed. Under normal circumstances, it would be a bit reluctant for two people to lie side by side, but in such an intimate position, it looks so appropriate, as if it was tailor-made.

It's just... there's no place for her.

in various senses.

Realizing this, Shiina Mashiro opened her mouth silently. After a moment of freezing, she stiffly retracted her hand that was about to touch the edge of the bed, and then silently took half a step back.

One step...two steps...three steps...

Keep retreating until you exit the room and the door is closed.

It's as if it's never been here.

In the corridor outside the door, in the darkness, the talented painter girl covered her heart with her hands and squatted down little by little.

"Weird feeling...disgusting."

……

Naturally, Qin Ushu and Yukiko had no way of knowing what happened in Sakurasou last night.