Akizuki Takazo will never get hurt

There is no need to mention the words "I knew it earlier" until now. The thing has already happened, and regret or confession is not of much practical significance. How to deal with the relationship with Xiaosan and how to get along with my daughter, Sha Yi only felt that her whole head was about to split open.

Looking at Xiaosan who was sitting directly opposite her, it was impossible for her to marry him. Although the other's parents had divorced, even if there was no resistance, the age gap between the two... ...the other party seems to have a girlfriend.

Marriage is impossible.

Looking at the troubled Sha Yi, Xiao San was silent for a moment, stood up, walked in front of her, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the soft long silver hair.

"Don't worry, Sagiri won't hate you. It's all because of me. Even if she hates you, I'm the one she hates. Don't worry too much. It's fine as usual."

"Qiuyue-kun..."

Glancing towards Izumi Sagiri's room, Xiao San sighed slowly.

"I just want to stay here. I'm afraid Sagiri won't come out. I'll leave for now. If anything happens, just call me. You... just get along with Sagiri a little bit." Let's chat."

"......Um."

Although she didn't know how to face her daughter, Sha Yi had to say that Xiao San's proposal made some sense.

Looking at Shayi, Xiaosan smiled, lowered his head, made a light touch on the soft face, and then walked towards the door, preparing to create space and opportunities for Shayi and Sawu to talk face to face.

Watching Xiao San's back, Sha Yi stood up slowly, watched the door close, and didn't know how to find and talk to her daughter.

'How should I talk to Sagiri next...Ah...Compared to that time, it's even more troublesome. '

She remembered the time when she was confessed by Xiaosan, a boy who was more than ten years younger than her, must have been full of troubles in her heart, but it was not as good as it is now.

Just when Sayi was feeling troubled, there was a slight movement in Sagiri's room, and the faint sound of footsteps could be heard in the quiet living room.

Looking back at her daughter's room, Sha Yi's mood suddenly became tense.

As the door slowly opened and saw that familiar figure, Sha Yi's expression seemed a little hesitant and uneasy.

"Mother......"

When Sagiri saw the person standing in the living room and called out 'Mom', the expression on Sagiri's face gradually softened, and her eyes looked extraordinarily gentle.

"Sagiri..."

About what will happen to the mother and daughter Sayi and Sagiri, Xiaosan is not very clear in his heart, but at least it is certain that there should be no major problems.

The two have depended on each other for such a long time, and their deep relationship will not be shaken even if something like this happens now.

but.......

Walking on the road, Xiaosan's expression was particularly melancholy, and he was frowning about the development of things that suddenly became complicated.

"Next, it's impossible for mother and daughter to be together, right? Regarding Sayi and Sagiri, it's time to think carefully about it. I thought I could keep it a secret for a long time, but now it seems impossible."

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Chapter 21. Before you kill a thousand enemies, you will hurt yourself by eight hundred first. A warrior of love, so terrifying

Originally, Xiaosan thought that there was no need to contact Xiaoniaoyouyizhi for the time being, but he just settled the matter of Nan Rihezi, let's say it was settled, but it was only a few days...

He took out his mobile phone, dialed the contact information of Xiaoniao Youyizhi, the call was connected quickly, and the other party's voice was still full of momentum even if it didn't have any emotion, Xiaosan couldn't help pursing his lips .

"It's Qiuyue-kun? The case about Ms. Nanri Kazuko is over, right? You called me again suddenly, is there something special?"

"Things that I thought I didn't need to consider for the time being, are just on the agenda for the time being. I hope you can help me draw up a contract for the purchase of an apartment, and also draw up a few ordinary rental agreements."

"Well, although it's not something I'm good at, it's not a big problem. I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

"Then, please take care of Ms. Xiaoniaoyou, and the reward will be delivered to you after the completion."

"it is good."

After a conversation without gossip, Xiaosan hung up the phone, and put the phone back into his pocket casually, with a tired expression on his face, and he couldn't help sighing.

What I wanted to say about the establishment of a fan club has not yet been said, but the matter of the apartment has to be put on the agenda first.

"Headache."

Xiaosan rubbed his forehead, making the subtle sense of tightness rippling in his mind gradually, raised his head to look at the dark night sky, Xiaosan slowly walked towards the direction of his home.

On the way home, Xiaosan bought some fast food and cooking and returned home. Although he said that he didn’t have any resistance or distaste for cooking by himself, but it could save his energy and time, and Xiaosan would not be bored. You have to prepare your own dinner dishes.

Two burgers, some fried chicken nuggets, one sushi, and two [-]ml carbonated drinks.

Sitting alone in the living room, dining alone.

Even if it is often, or even used to life, sometimes, you will still feel a little lonely inadvertently.

Lowering his head and lowering his eyes, he quietly put the dishes and fried chicken nuggets he bought into his mouth. I heard that these fried chicken nuggets he bought are quite popular recently, but it happened to be night when Xiaosan passed by, so There were not many people in line, so Xiaosan, who had nothing to do, just waited in line for a while, and bought a copy back.

Xiaosan, who was a little dry and greasy in his mouth, unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, poured it into his mouth in small mouthfuls, and the bubbles surged in his mouth instantly.

"Is this... the smell of loneliness?"

Fried chicken nuggets mixed with the taste of cola, causing an unspeakable sadness in the mouth, just like the wonderful feeling of being hit by a speeding train in the season of cherry blossoms flying all over the sky, Xiaosan couldn't help but sigh again in one breath.

"Hiccup~~~"

Stuck with the unexplained metaphor in his head, Xiao San couldn't help hiccupping, the full belching full of Coca-Cola made him feel deeply ashamed.

"This damn Coke is so sweet."

He casually wrapped the packaged garbage into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. As for the half bottle of Coke left, Xiaosan really couldn't drink it anymore, and felt that his stomach was extremely full.

I glanced at the time, and there was still some time before I lay down on the bed to rest, and I had just filled my stomach, so it would be a bit unreasonable to lie directly on the bed.

So, while his mind was still clear, Xiao San staggered to his study, opened the world file on the computer, and began to arrange his next work.

"It's best to settle the matter of the apartment this week. I originally wanted to arrange it a little further away, but..."

Seeing the man named Huche made Xiaosan feel a little more cautious in his heart. He was going to buy an apartment directly around the side where he lived, and then arrange for Izumi's mother and daughter to move in as soon as possible. In this case, work or something Things can unfold as quickly as possible.

"Speaking of arranging fan clubs, I don't know if there are any things that need to be registered, or things to pay attention to, such as companies, it is better to register one?"

Frowning deeply, Xiaosan was a little unsure of what procedures were required, and after completing the production of the game, he didn't quite understand the content of the release.

"Speaking of which, there is still a tax problem. It seems that I have to find a special person to handle it for me a little bit. Hiring a tax accountant may also require some expenses. Tsk, I hope this club It won't be a loss."

As for the specific content of the game, although it seems to have been there before, Xiaosan himself is not very clear about whether he lost it or threw it away when he moved.

Anyway, the original plan, in his view now, is completely uninteresting. Whether it is lost or not is meaningless.

"So you have to determine your goal first? To make the original words in the style of Shayi, it is exquisite, but from some angles, it is too exquisite, and it lacks the kind that can make people move around. It feels like there will be a heartbeat, but the feeling of not moving."

If Shayi can adjust her painting style, so that the exquisite painting style can be slightly worn away, become a little more rounded, and then a little...

Xiaosan, who used to be exposed to many games of that type in lonely nights, actually has a series in his heart that he really wants to create, but he feels that Shayi can't grasp the scale of that style.

"The kind of games that purely tell stories have no market at all now. It was because of the gap in the market that made games that purely focus on stories popular. Now the market is fiercely competitive, with so many choices and the pace of life. It is so compact, who has the leisure to play the so-called touching works that can "reach people's hearts", if it is really produced, I am afraid... No matter how good the word of mouth is, it depends on the face of the market."

There are many stories in my heart, whether they are joyful or sad, but those stories...

"The first work is very important, and it will affect other people's first impression of this game manufacturer. Even if they see it in the future, they will not be able to help but put a certain label on it. A game that simply uses H as its selling point may be able to It's hot, but it will inevitably be labeled as vulgar, and it may be very difficult to transform in the future..."

But if you can't highlight your own characteristics, then in this highly competitive market, you will soon be submerged, and you won't see any waves.

"Excellent work, ah!!"

Scratching his hair impatiently with both hands, he looked up at the ceiling. Many games he had played in his mind kept turning in his mind, not knowing how to choose.

"The story and the aspect of H are carried out at the same time, and both hands must be grasped at the same time. Only relying on one aspect, but the story cannot attract attention, but the H will be labeled as having no connotation, and will be abandoned after the game is over."

Xiaosan doesn't want his future company, or his fan club, in the industry, in the eyes of those players, it's just a job to vent their emotions. After taking a few paper towels and crumpling them up, they will be directly forgotten Existence, that is too sad!

"Making money is the purpose, but not the only purpose."

Xiaosan's goal cannot be said to be so lofty, but there are still some ideals.

He used to have no money, so he kept talking about reality and material things with people. Now, although he can't say how rich he is, he can barely be said to be rich. Of course, he should change his image and pursue his ideals a little bit. is.

"First of all, it has to be a series, and only the series is easy to get word of mouth, but it is also easy to lose word of mouth. Second, there must be an exciting story, and then there must be excellent paintings and CG plots."

After thinking carefully for a long time, Xiaosan reopened a document after writing down his work content for the next period of time, but he didn't know how to write it.

First of all, regarding his surname, the story of Qiuyue Xiaosan must be ruled out first. He doesn't want to change his name himself, so that Izumi Sayi and others, after knowing the game he made and the content of the game, have feelings for him. What association.

Although in terms of what he is doing now, it is easy to make people associate it.

"Headache. Although I think they are all good, it is difficult to choose them all. Even if they are all works that have passed the test of the market, in all aspects, there are really not many works to choose from."

People have different preferences, so the arranged characters must also have their own characteristics. Arrange various characters with different characteristics in a story. According to different choices, the story lines of these characters must be closely related to each other. Xiaosan's head hurts suddenly.

"Forget it, let's choose a simpler game to test the waters first. As for the series, let's wait until later, let alone works with a huge worldview. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Shayi and I to rely on the two of us alone. Impossible."

After some deliberation and thinking, he looked at the blank document, hesitated for a long time, then tapped the keyboard slowly, and typed out a line of titles.

Saya's song.

Even Xiaosan kept whispering "Urobuchi Xuan biss" in his heart, but he had to admit that each of the works he worked on was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, he could be called a "warrior of love".

If you want to make a name for yourself, let those players have a deep memory, and deeply remember your own fan club, then the work of this "Soldier of Love" is probably the best choice.

"forgive me."

With a bit of shame and malice on his face for those players who have not yet come into contact with this game in the future, Xiaosan slowly began to recall the outline of the plot, fingering Tapping on the keyboard turned into line after line of text.

Xiao San, who spent an hour recalling the general plot, saved the file casually, stood up slowly, rubbed the bridge of his nose, his eyes were sore, and felt that the dinner in his stomach was almost digested .

"Using Sayi's painting style to paint this kind of work...isn't it a little too much?"

Xiaosan still has some hesitation in his heart. The few consciences left make him still a little entangled in whether he really wants to make this work. Thinking of the flesh and blood details in those works, Xiaosan feels that his dinner mixed with Coca-Cola is in his stomach. There was a slight turbulence.

nauseous.......

But hold on!

"Since I've already recalled the general plot, there's no point in revising it. Let's just leave it at that. In addition, the name of the club hasn't been considered yet, right?"

I remembered that I wanted to create a club, and I thought about starting my own company before, but now no matter which one it is, I haven’t thought of a name. Xiaosan sat in the study and thought about it, and he was not sure which name he should use.

But the first thing that comes to mind is that "soldier of love", followed by a stomachache, Xiaosan feels that his psychological acceptance ability is still somewhat lacking when facing someone.

I don't know if it's because of nausea, or because of nausea...

"It's disgusting. It's better not to think about that person, especially his works. Hey, alas... let's call it Lianhua Society. You have to register a company with this name!"

After repeating it several times in my mouth, I confirmed that the name I chose was not awkward, and after it sounded good, I didn't think about the deep meaning of this name, so I made a decision in my heart.

"Go take a shower, and let's talk about the rest later."

After saving all the contents, Xiaosan walked out of his study room, put up hot water, took a hot bath, and lay down in his room early, but after lying down, Xiaosan felt that he should I changed the quilt.

"It's a little hot, and my heart is restless."

Closing his eyes, he lifted the quilt covering his body, Xiaosan lay on his bed for a long time unable to fall asleep, and it was late at night when he was so sleepy that he slowly fell into sleep.

And Xiaosan, who hadn't had a nightmare for a long time, had a terrible nightmare that night, it was full of all kinds of bloody creatures, and the voices of real acquaintances made by his side made him feel sick At the same time, he didn't move because he was worried about being rude, and his clean clothes became bloody.

When he woke up in the early morning of the next day, Xiaosan's whole body was filled with chills.

It's not scary, but it's really disgusting!

Xiaosan, who was sweating all over his body, looked down at his pajamas that felt a little wet, and walked to the bathroom with a pale face and swaying figure. In the early morning, he washed his body, and then returned to the bathroom. In his own room, he changed his clothes again.

Suppressing the discomfort, he casually found some bread to fill his stomach, and then left the house.

Walking on the street, holding an umbrella and walking forward, looking at the people around him, those hiding under the umbrella, were subconsciously replaced by the flesh and blood in the dream, and the whole person's throat was faintly reflexive. Sour, I couldn't help but stretched out my hand to cover my mouth...

Rushing to the school in a hurry, he hid in his place and quickly opened his book, not wanting to look at anyone around him, nor did he want to talk to anyone.

Any familiar voice might be enough to remind him of the nightmare that was still fresh in his memory last night.

'Don't talk to me, don't talk to me. '

Xiaosan, who came to school early because he got up early, looked at the book in his hand, his stomach churned non-stop, trying to divert his attention to change the inexplicable discomfort.

However, just when his attention was gradually attracted by the contents of the book and his expression improved a little, Masamu Makabe came to the school.

Glancing at the classroom and noticing Xiao San who had already arrived, Makabe Masamune was a little surprised, the other party's expression was a little pale, he couldn't help but walked to his side, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back lightly.

"Good morning, Qiuyue, why is your face so bad?"

Xiaosan, who originally felt that his stomach had improved a little, turned pale when he heard Makabe Masamune's voice, and at the same time, because of that light touch, he felt his whole body was shaken, and the disgusting feeling suddenly burst out uncontrollably .

"Mouth area!!!"

He couldn't hold back...