I won't be a loser.

"It's not that I hate you, it's just a cooling-off period."

"...No, this is just a serious situation. Didn't you say anything to her? To comfort her?"

Mitsuha, who has some feelings for Kiyoura Setsuna, couldn't help but feel concerned after hearing Kento's answer. She didn't want the relationship between Kento and Setsuna to break down, but she also understood that under the current circumstances, it would be normal for Setsuna to end her relationship with Kento.

Xianren, who was sitting in the room, turned his head slightly to look at Sanye, staring into her eyes.

"It's comforting, but it's only for a while. After a long time, it will become ineffective."

"But it's useful now, and you... well, never mind."

Sanye wanted to say something, but felt that her idea was not too extreme, so she remained silent and did not continue.

"This is my business, so I'll handle it myself. Do you have any ideas for dinner?"

"I suddenly want to eat barbecue."

"Then let's have a barbecue. Let's go barbecue together. Well, I'll see where there's a good barbecue restaurant."

"She won't come anymore, will she?"

"...She had already had dinner with the world before returning home. She's not in the mood today."

"Oh."

After confirming the store and letting Sanye make some preparations, the brother and sister went out together. Later, they met a familiar black car on the street. The window rolled down and they saw a familiar face. The two got in the car and headed towards the barbecue restaurant they had booked.

After entering a relatively quiet box, the three of them sat down. Xianren looked at his wife and his sister.

She wanted to talk about something, but she didn't know what topic would be good, so she fell into silence. Then Sanye looked at Feng Xiaochun and asked her about her school life.

Feng Xiaochun looked at Sanye and answered every question politely, but he didn't seem very enthusiastic. The question and answer went on like this until the barbecue was served on the table. Xian finally made a suggestion.

"When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, let's go have a picnic and barbecue somewhere together."

"The three of us?"

Sanye was surprised and looked at her brother. Feng Xiaochun also looked at Xianren.

"No, I will invite a lot of people, more people."

"Do you know anyone?"

Feng Xiaochun looked at Xianren and asked a somewhat subtle question, while Xianren was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Yeah, someone I know."

Feng Xiaochun had an idea in his heart that the person seemed to be known by Xianren. He probably guessed what would happen and did not give any reaction. He quietly picked up the meat and put it on the baking tray. Sanye was a little confused. Seeing that neither of them had any reaction, he had some thoughts in his mind, but did not ask.

"Speaking of which, Mitsuha can already think about her university. At this point, during holidays and after school, she can go to Aomine Academy to take extra lessons from Mr. Tsubota. It's not impossible for her to aim for a prestigious university."

"I just entered the first grade!"

"The first grade isn't too early; it's the perfect time to set goals and move forward. High school is a very important stage."

"Let's not talk about this while we're eating!"

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Chiba New Story: 423. Discovering the Limits of My Talent

After staring at the original painting in front of him for a while, Xianren turned his gaze to Ji Nai Yi Geng beside him, with a puzzled look on his face. He double-clicked the mouse and clicked to enlarge a part of the original painting.

"This... well, I guess it shouldn't be that difficult to draw, right?"

The original painting of the male protagonist's naked body was so distorted that Xianren didn't know how to comment on it. It was only after asking Hime Noi that he understood what part it was. If it were someone else, they might think it was an alien parasitizing humans.

"Isn't that normal?"

However, Ji Nai Yi Geng, who drew the aliens parasitizing humans, obviously did not have a clear understanding of the content of his painting, which made Xianren fall into silence. He looked at the original painting, then looked at Ji Nai Yi Geng beside him, and his eyes fell on himself. He lowered his head and looked at Ji Nai Yi Geng again.

"I think anyone who has taken a normal health and physical education course would not draw something so outrageous. Even if it's a little crude, it would be more normal than this."

Being questioned, Ji Nai Yi became more dissatisfied and looked at the wise man beside him.

"Something's wrong, isn't everyone's thing like this, crooked and twisted, some thick and some thin?!"

"First of all, it's not crooked, and it's not thick in one part and thin in another. I hope you understand this. Even if you haven't seen the real thing, you've probably seen it in comics and movies, right? Even if you search on your browser, you'll find plenty of relevant images. If you draw it like that, you can get a normal look. Why draw it like this?"

Staring at Ji Nai Yigeng who was still unconvinced, Xianren was a little confused as to how the other party could speak to him so unrighteously.

"If that doesn't work, you can go to DNM, get a membership, and take a good look at the real videos there."

“But I can’t see the specific picture clearly.”

"Well?"

"Nowadays, it's all about misaligned shots. You can't see the images clearly at all. It's useless even if you go to see them."

"Then you figure it out. This has nothing to do with me."

After hearing Himeno Igen's answer, Xianren raised his finger, shook it gently, then left her side and stopped beside Fujiwara Momoka. He opened the tablet notebook in his hand, silently opened the document, and then handed it to Fujiwara Momoka.

"Although there are some differences between you and Ms. Jinai, the differences are not that big. Especially in this part of the content, it's a bit too strange. Don't you have any experience in this area?"

"...No, but I have read a lot of content on this subject, and I have a pretty good understanding of the male body!"

In response to Fujiwara Momoka's defense of herself, Xianren nodded slightly.

"Indeed, you understand it very well."

But with a slight swipe on the screen, the wise man showed her the other end.

"I know you're very knowledgeable, but this is clearly a description of a relationship between a man and a woman. Why does the woman suddenly have male physical characteristics? Also, almost every plot point has a description of the back door. Isn't that a bit... excessive?"

"..."

Fujiwara Momoka wanted to refute, but facing the wise man who was looking at her, she swallowed the words in her mouth and remained silent.

"You handle it yourself."

After mentioning the issues concerning Fujiwara Momoka and Himeno Ikari, there were no other problems. He stood up and returned to his desk, sat down, saved the issues he had just mentioned, and continued to write his own content.

After being singled out for criticism, Fujiwara Momoka and Himeno Ikari lowered their heads in frustration and began to revise their original settings and content. They put on their headphones and began to search for reference materials...

The days passed one after another, and the development of the game was also gradually advancing. Xianren could not say that he was particularly satisfied with his four employees, but it was not to say that he was not satisfied at all. If they were really that bad, he would have fired them long ago.

However, Ji Nai Yi Geng's original paintings still need to be polished carefully. Some scenes can be completed very well, but some scenes appear particularly rough. She has to spend more time on optimization, which will cause her some minor emotions...

The days in Chiba passed one by one. When Xianren woke up in the early morning, he heard the voice of a young girl outside the window. He slowly opened his sleepy eyes and sat up little by little. He turned his head to look at the time under his pillow and found that it was already 8 o'clock in the morning. Normally, he should have gotten up at this time.

It was just that last night, he suddenly thought of some interesting content, sat in front of his computer, and went to bed very late. He woke up a little late today, but he was not too surprised or surprised.

"But it's almost time to get up. Forget it, I won't go back to Tokyo today."

He was also very tired, mentally exhausted.

There is nothing to do on weekdays, but I have to go back to Tokyo on weekends to deal with things in Tokyo. Even if I only deal with them once a week, they will gradually accumulate and accumulate in my heart.

Wearing pajamas, she slowly came to her window and looked out. She saw two little girls from the next door, each holding a badminton board, playing a game by flapping the "feathers" back and forth. They looked very happy.

This game is usually played during the New Year, but it is rarely seen these days.

The wise man standing in front of the window listened to the happy laughter of the little girls, and his mood became a little subtle. He drew the curtains again, sat back on the edge of his bed, and sighed softly.

Kento had drawn 'O' and 'X' on his face when he lost, but that was all in Itomori's memory. Plus, when he was in middle school, he felt that wiping the ink off his face was a very troublesome thing, so he never played this game with Mitsuha again.

"Has it been that long?"

He felt a little nostalgic and emotional, but when he thought of Mitsuha, he thought of what happened in Tokyo. He couldn't help but rub his forehead with his hand. Xianren lay down on his bed, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and suffocated.

Half an hour passed before he left his room.

"Well, did you guys take care of yourselves for breakfast today?"

Seeing Fujiwara Momoka sitting in the living room, Xianren, who had just come down the stairs, asked curiously.

"No...no."

"Let's try to learn how to cook for a while."

In this regard, he could only offer some small suggestions and then head towards the bathroom.

"There's no one in the bathroom right now, right?"

"No."

Due to the prudent nature of the sages when it came to the five people living under one roof, no incidents like the lucky pervert had occurred so far, and the five people got along relatively well.

The wise man entered the bathroom, stayed there for a while, came out and tidied himself up a little, then went to the living room.

"What about the rest?"

"Yuno and Himeno went out together, and Kousaka is resting in the bedroom. Now it's just you and me in the living room."

"Well, I'll be out for a bit. If you need anything, just call me. By the way, you'll have to figure out how to prepare lunch for yourselves. That's about it."

"Ok?"

Fujiwara Momoka looked at Xianren, and Xianren made a little preparation and walked towards the door. Under Fujiwara Momoka's gaze, he left the house, leaving Fujiwara Momoka sitting in the living room, staring at the other party as he left, and couldn't help thinking about lunch.

Walked out of the house and closed the door.

The wise man standing at the door turned his head and looked behind him. He heard the laughter of girls from the neighbor's yard. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the neighbor's house. The laughter of the children also made people feel a special vitality.

After standing at the door for a while, he left his home and walked towards the city center of Chiba City.

Arrive at Chuo Ward from Inage Ward.

Compared to Inage, which is more of a residential area, Chuo Ward gives people a more urban feeling. Standing near the station in Chuo Ward, watching the pedestrians coming and going, Xianren stood for a while and then walked towards a nearby coffee shop.

There was nothing in particular he wanted to do, nor was he making any plans with anyone. He just wanted to be alone, to sit quietly for a while. He had grown to like being alone more and more recently. It seemed that only when he was alone could he feel at peace. Otherwise, he would always feel the nerves in his brain tense up uncontrollably, which was very uncomfortable.

He entered the coffee shop and sat down in the corner. He liked the quiet environment of the coffee shop.

"The game's development is currently about 5% complete. It'll take a long time to complete, and it seems like it'll be quite difficult to recoup the investment. I've suddenly had the idea of making a movie... What kind of movie would be good?"

He himself was not good at making movies and didn't know much about it. If he really wanted to make a movie, he might lose a lot of money. After thinking about it, his brain calmed down and he seriously thought about what he could do at the moment.

For example, I can't expect the game to make a profit at the moment, and I don't have any other special talents. After thinking carefully for a while, I found that the only thing I am good at now and can make money is writing books...

"Headache."

He reached out and gently rubbed his forehead. The waiter brought him coffee, and he lowered his head to look at his reflection in the coffee cup.

He picked up the coffee, took a sip, put it down, added sugar and milk to it, stirred it a little, and tasted it again.

"Ah."

He nodded with satisfaction and sat in the coffee shop for about an hour before leaving.

While thinking about where to go next, he suddenly saw a familiar figure... At first glance, he thought he was seeing things, but after staring at it for a moment, he confirmed the other person's identity. After thinking for a moment, he still didn't go up to talk to him.

Just as he was about to leave, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took out his phone, looked down, and found that it was a call from Sanye.

"..."

After a moment of silence, he walked to a place with fewer people and answered the call from Sanye.

"what happened?"

"Where are you?"

"Chiba."

"Shouldn't we be returning to Tokyo?"

"And no one told you that I had to go back to Tokyo on weekends, right?"

Facing Sanye's question, he slowly answered the other party. Sanye, who was sitting in the room, bit his lips and looked at the computer in front of him gloomily.

"Then I'll come to Chiba to find you."

"I've already contacted Pingtian. Remember to go to his place for lessons next week. I'll take care of the fees. You don't need to worry."

"Why do I have to go to him?!"

"Because if you don't go, I'll contact Itomori, and you don't want Mom to know you're idle in Tokyo, do you?"

"……nausea!"

"No matter how disgusting it is, it has to pass. So be it."

"I'll be at your place tonight!"