Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 472 Her Little Bit of Jealousy
That night, in the Watanabe family home, in the living room.

"call."

After typing the last word of the script, Watanabe Yuu let out a long sigh of relief, then stretched out a big yawn and leaned back on the sofa cushion.

Despite his extensive knowledge and excellent memory, some plot points in the script needed to be revised. For example, he drastically cut and rewrote those meaningless and blood pressure-raising subplots.

This directly led to a surge in his workload. In other words, he is currently in good health, with an active mind and clear thinking. If he were in his old job, it would probably take him three or four days to finish the job after all the revisions.

"Finished writing?"

Ayana Amamiya closed the book in her hand, turned her head to look at the relaxed Mr. Troll, and a hint of curiosity appeared between her brows.

She wasn't really interested in these superstitious ghost stories, but since it was a story written by him, she became somewhat interested.

Regardless of how the story ends, its narrative quality is guaranteed to be top-notch.

She had that kind of confidence in him.

"almost."

Watanabe stared at the unattended light on the ceiling, momentarily speechless.

He now understands the feelings playwrights have after completing their works.

It wasn't excitement or exhilaration, but rather a weariness that came from a drained spirit, and an indescribable sense of detachment, as if I had temporarily escaped the present world.

As for the sense of loss after completing the work, that's something to worry about once I've adjusted my mindset.

"tired?"

Seeing his expression, Ayana Amamiya thought for a moment, then stood up and sat on the sofa behind him.

He was sitting on the floor with his back against the sofa, so she could do the movement quite easily.

"Yes."

Watanabe gazed at her face and nodded honestly.

His current state is strange. He is tired, but he doesn't want to sleep or talk. He just wants to be alone and quiet for a while.

"Then take a rest."

The young lady spoke softly, placing her hands on his head and gently massaging his scalp.

The massage technique was taught to her by Ryoko. To be precise, she secretly learned it when Ryoko was washing her hair while they were taking a bath together.

To be honest, Ryoko is definitely much better at life skills than her.

"Ah."

Watanabe Yu responded and obediently closed his eyes.

“Actually, I was a little surprised when you said you wanted to build a haunted house today.” Ayana Amamiya said softly to herself as she pressed a few relaxing acupoints. “Because in my eyes, you’re not the kind of person who would be interested in this kind of thing.”

"Why do you say that?"

Watanabe Yu continued the conversation, but did not open his eyes.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but Ayana's massage technique was so professional that he didn't want to open his eyes at all.

And it's very difficult for humans to fight against their bodily instincts.

"Because that's how you do it."

Ayana Amamiya gave a concise answer.

She had noticed this when they went to see a movie before.

Whether it's Western fantasy movies or their local horror films, Mr. Troll doesn't like them at all. The last time they watched a horror movie together at home, he only agreed after she begged and pleaded with him.

"It's not that I don't like them, it's just that those movies are really scary."

He has always been honest on such matters.

Fear is fear, and fearlessness is fearlessness.

Of course, he's the kind of person who has a very short memory; he's scared when he sees something, but once he's done, he forgets about it.

"But they're all fake."

Ayana Amamiya increased the pressure on her hands.

When Ryoko massaged her, she felt that Ryoko's pressure was a little too light.

"It's fake, but that doesn't stop it from being scary, especially with the music and atmosphere being so well done, the sense of horror really hits you right in the face."

Especially in Japanese horror movies, the soundtracks are getting more and more terrifying, and the atmosphere is getting better and better.

If the background music were changed to "Northeast China, My Hometown," it definitely wouldn't be so scary. If the main character talked a little more, it could be watched as a comedy.

Unfortunately, no.

So he chose not to watch it.

“Okay.” Ayana Amamiya nodded thoughtfully, her fingers slightly bent, and gently tapped his head with her fingers. “Then why did you choose a haunted house? Especially a haunted house with a script.”

Logically speaking, the more you fear something, the less likely you are to touch it.

Moreover, she heard that the more immersed one is in a horror story, the more easily they scare themselves.

After all, the 'horror' they fabricated was the horror they themselves subconsciously perceived.

In other words, they were the first to be frightened.

“Because all things considered, this is the most innovative thing.” Watanabe Yu spread his hands. “You know Risa’s personality. Our class did so well last year. If we suddenly drop to the bottom this year, she definitely won’t be able to handle it.”

Not to mention Risa, even the rest of the class couldn't accept it, otherwise so many classmates wouldn't have come to ask him if he had any ideas.

Everyone said they were just doing it casually, but in private they were all very serious and competitive.

Of course, this is a good thing.

A competitive spirit makes people progress, doesn't it?
"So, is the script you wrote scary?"

Upon hearing this, the young lady nodded thoughtfully and then asked a question.

"Theoretically speaking, it's terrifying."

"What do you mean by 'theoretically terrifying'?"

"Because it depends on the actual operation."

"Practical operation?"

"Yes, if the actors cooperate well, those who are timid or have poor psychological resilience might faint from fright."

As Watanabe Yu spoke, he recalled the haunted houses he had seen before his transmigration.

The seemingly burly men and the incredibly aloof women were all terrified by the staff dressed as ghosts, sweating profusely.

All I can say is that if the background music were a bit more terrifying, the air conditioning in the haunted house were a bit stronger, and the staff dressed as ghosts were a bit more dedicated, the speed at which the guests would scatter and flee would be beyond human imagination.

The funniest thing is that in the larger haunted houses, the staff dressed as ghosts have to ride an electric unicycle to catch up with those who run fast.

"Before entering the haunted house, you have to make them sign a waiver."

As expected of the Holy Maiden, she grasped the key point immediately.

"Yes."

He had prepared this thing a long time ago.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

If someone actually faints from fright, then someone at the school will also faint.

"At the same time, you also need to tell the students dressed as ghosts to tone it down and not to go overboard."

Ayana Amamiya continued.

Just imagining that scene made her sigh.

A haunted house with a script, and ghosts played by real people, is a complete game-changer for timid students, and even more so for couples.

"definitely."

He could never forget that.

He had even prepared himself mentally and had prepared a speech in his mind.

When training the students who were supposed to play ghosts, he would repeatedly emphasize their principles.

First, don't get too involved; tone it down and give everyone a break. Don't relentlessly pursue them. Second, don't scare couples. It's fine if the guy is determined to protect the girl, or vice versa, but what if one of them abandons the other? That would be disastrous.
Then their haunted house can directly become a holy place for breaking up couples.

Of course, from another perspective, this can be considered a kind of 'test,' but why would you test a relationship for no reason? Even the strongest bulletproof vest can't withstand round after round of gunfire.

"That's fine."

Ayana Amamiya was relieved; as long as he realized these things, that was fine.

That way, no matter what, nothing serious will go wrong.

"By the way, about what Sister Yu Mei told you the other day, the one where you promised to cover for her, have you thought about the worst-case scenario?"

She suddenly remembered this incident.

Her heart was pounding the moment he agreed that day.

Perhaps due to her past experiences, or perhaps because she was a pessimist by nature, her mood inevitably began to sour after Mr. Troll agreed.

It's one thing if it's something else, but this is about helping to educate junior high school students.

You should know that junior high school students are the most difficult to manage.

If you're accepted by a middle school student, they'll believe whatever you say and treat your words as gospel. But if they don't accept you, all your talking won't help; they'll just say "I'm so annoyed," and all your efforts will be for naught.

"I've thought about it; it's basically about helping to cover losses."

Yu Watanabe provided an answer.

It's not that he hadn't thought about it; he had, and he had prepared himself mentally.

"Agreeing is easy, but doing it is difficult."

The young lady gave him a pointed reminder.

"You mean to say that persuading someone is difficult, right?"

Watanabe Yu got what she meant.

"Correct."

Ayana Amamiya nodded slightly. This was more than just difficult; it was extremely difficult, or rather, exceptionally difficult, especially given the limited time available.

To put it simply, it's not difficult to get people to follow your rules and regulations; you just need to offer them enough benefits. But to get someone to completely submit to you is much more difficult.

"Then why try to persuade them?"

Watanabe Yu asked a question in return.

"How can you provide a safety net if you don't convince them?"

Ayana Amamiya retorted with the same question.

“Sometimes you don’t need to persuade them, you just need to communicate. People’s judgments about things may be influenced by subjective factors, but the people involved know whether something is good or bad.” Watanabe paused. “You just need to put the matter in front of them and let them experience it.”

At that time, those were the positive ones.

For example, there are interesting club activities, a grand school festival, and a rich and colorful campus life.

If you only talk about hard work and struggle, and show people how difficult it is to study, it would be strange if people were willing to study.

It's about patiently guiding and persuading.

"What if, after they've experienced it all, they still feel that their original life was better?"

The young lady asked this question.

This isn't just arguing; it's the truth.

She's seen far too many people like that.

"Then it's none of my business. I'm just responsible for covering for you. I'll just do my best."

Watanabe Yu gave a very straightforward answer.

"Even the most renowned educators can't guarantee a 100% success rate in correcting someone's thinking, can they?"

He's not a savior who can save everyone.

Moreover, even if someone were a true savior, they couldn't save everyone.

All he can do is try his best and leave the rest to fate.

"..."

Ayana Amamiya opened her mouth, then fell silent.

If that's the case, then she's not worried.

What she fears most is someone who is inflexible and insists on doing what they promise, which then either leads to a waste of time or causes them to do something drastic.

In hindsight, she was overthinking things.

Youyuan's understanding was far more profound than she had imagined.

"So, was part of the reason you agreed to do the haunted house because the idea for the haunted house was proposed by Ji?"

Suddenly, the Holy Maiden launched a sneak attack.

"Yes." Watanabe Yu didn't think too much about it and answered very frankly, "The point she made really enlightened me."

If Yuki hadn't brought it up, he probably still wouldn't have had any ideas.

"Alright, at least you're honest."

Ayana Amamiya pouted helplessly.

She had originally wanted to see him panic, but instead, he was so honest that she was speechless.

However, she was not without options.

She gently pinched his cheek to express her jealousy, then gently pushed his head to indicate that the massage was over.

"Thank you, it's much easier than before."

Watanabe Yu didn't linger; he simply sat up straight and comfortably stretched his shoulders.

Ayana's massage skills are indeed quite good. Although she can't compare to professional massage therapists who make a living from massage, she's not far off.

"I'm glad you're satisfied, Mr. Troll."

The young lady pouted, picked up the TV remote, and turned on the TV.

"So have you ever thought about it?"

Watanabe Yu tilted his head back slightly and rested it on her thigh.

"What have you thought about?"

The young lady noticed his actions but didn't say anything. She simply changed the TV channel to one she used to watch out for, out of boredom.

"Participate in the planning of this haunted house."

Yu Watanabe extended an invitation.

This haunted house project is different from the past, as it involves two different classes.

Even if the two classes have a good relationship on ordinary days, problems are bound to arise when it comes to projects that require manpower mobilization and long-term cooperation.

Squad Leader Ishikawa is capable, but she's not quite up to the task of handling such a large-scale transfer; there's a high probability she'll make a mistake.

This is not because he doesn't believe in her abilities, but because he has an accurate understanding of her.

After all, communicating with students from other classes and getting them to agree with you requires the art of language and the ability to effectively manage and persuade them.

And the Holy Maiden has all of these.

"Are you coming too?"

Ayana Amamiya asked a question.

"Me too."

Watanabe Yu originally wanted to say that he had other things to take care of, but he swallowed the words back and changed his mind at the last minute.

"That's no problem."

Upon hearing this, the young lady nodded in satisfaction and agreed.

She definitely wouldn't get involved in this matter if he wasn't there; it's too troublesome and time-consuming.

(End of this chapter)