Collapse? No, this is daily

After saying that, Kiana couldn't help herself after all and reached out to touch his abdominal muscles through his clothes.

It's hard, feels good to the touch, and it makes me feel itchy...

"Forget it, it's nothing."

He couldn't say that he was trapped between two witches and forced to fight one against two.

"Hey? You're making me even more curious!"

Ignoring Kiana's dirty hands that had already reached into his clothes, he had now entered the supreme sage mode, and this kind of thing could not cause any ripples in his heart at all.

"Alright, alright, you've had enough, let me rest for a while, I'm so tired."

"Hey~ It's just a couple of touches, you're so stingy!"

Shaking off Kiana's hand, Nangong Yu yawned and moved to the edge of the sofa. He glared fiercely at Xier who was laughing, then lay on her legs and closed his eyes.

He didn't dare to glare at Bronya, for he was afraid of being dragged in and doing it again.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother~"

Rubbing her brother's head, Xier's voice was quite gentle.

"Ah."

He was indeed working hard, rubbing against Xier's soft thighs before burying his head in her belly.

The scent of the shower gel had washed away the smell of the heather, preventing him from smelling his own stuff, but before he could close his eyes and rest for two minutes, the phone on the table suddenly buzzed.

"Brother, your phone number."

Xier took the phone and glanced at the caller: "It's Principal Theresa."

Looking at the 'Magical Girl Teriri' above, Seele said with a smile.

"Principal?"

Frowning in confusion, Nangong Yu turned over and lay flat on his back, then picked up the phone and answered it directly.

"Hey, Principal, I remember going to the Skydestiny headquarters was supposed to be next week, why are you calling now?"

In Yuexia's treatment plan, he needs to go there regularly once a month and stay at the Destiny Headquarters for about a week. At that time, there will be a special plane from the Destiny Headquarters to pick him up. Saint Freya also has a helipad, which is quite convenient.

"It's not about this. I came here to talk about other things."

Theresa on the other side sounded a little embarrassed.

"If you have something to say, just say it. I can't guarantee that it will be completed."

Hearing her tone, Nangong Yu closed his eyes and spoke lazily.

"Hey, you, shouldn't communication be about greetings first and then asking questions? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Rest time is precious. Besides, we are so familiar with each other. Wouldn't it be nice if we could talk about things without procrastinating?"

"Say, that makes sense."

Sitting in the principal's office, Theresa leaned back on the soft chair with some worry.

She had originally intended to try to get close to him first, and then slowly make her request, but it seemed that this method had failed. After hesitating for a moment, she considered and tried to speak: "Nangong classmate, do you still remember the Saint Freya Game Festival?"

"I remember. How could I forget where I debuted? It should be held in two months, right?"

He yawned and turned over again, but when he was halfway through the turning motion he suddenly froze: "Wait, you don't want me to participate again?"

"Ahem... well, I do have a little idea."

Theresa said awkwardly as she buckled her little feet in translucent white silk stockings.

"No, Principal, are you kidding me?"

He opened his mouth and took a bite of the cherries that Xier fed him. The sweet taste could not soften his frown at all.

"No ah."

Speaking of this, Theresa's voice was a little bitter: "Because there was no popularity boost from Gensokyo when registering this time, compared to last year, the popularity was almost cut in half, and there were fewer game manufacturers participating."

Covering her head, Theresa continued, "The funds for Saint Freya are insufficient recently. Grandpa didn't give much last time I went back to the Destiny headquarters, so I was thinking if I could use this event to ask Grandpa for more funds..."

You boy.

Saint Freya is truly blessed to have you as the principal.

According to St. Freya's welfare system, Theresa is more or less an idealistic spendthrift. But as one who enjoys the benefits, Nangong Yu naturally has nothing to say and can only let Otto suffer.

Considering that we will be a family in the future, I should help my sister-in-law with her request.

He sighed and said lazily, "Okay, okay, it just so happens that a new team has been formed in Gensokyo. I'll throw a game to them so that they can practice at the mini-game festival."

"Really!" Theresa shouted in surprise.

"Why would I lie to you? But we can't claim that we're participating in the competition. Gensokyo can't afford to lose that person right now."

"Don't worry, Gensokyo is a strategic partner of Saint Freya, so you are naturally the special guest of the mini game festival. It will not be counted in the overall ranking. As for the reward, how about the three-week recommendation of Titan Game?"

Did they just take out the championship reward? Isn't the sister-in-law quite sensible?

"Okay, then it's a deal."

"It's a deal. Then, I'll release the news."

"Let it go, let it go."

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

Soon, the news that Gensokyo would participate in the new Mini-Game Festival spread like wildfire.

Many new manufacturers were stunned when they saw the new announcement of the Mini Game Festival.

"What? We're going to fight Gensokyo?"

Chapter 178: Theresa, you don’t want anything to go wrong at the game festival, do you?

Many manufacturers hurriedly called the organizers of the mini game festival. After a busy and frantic time, they soon received news that made them feel relieved.

Gensokyo Company only participated as a special guest and did not participate in the final ranking competition, and the rewards for the top ten were not reduced.

What? A special guest? That’s fine. Otherwise, if Gensokyo really participated, they would still be in a mess. They might as well just compete for the second place.

That’s right, Gensokyo now has such a great influence.

Thinking about how Gensokyo was just a small company founded a few years ago like them, everyone couldn't help but sigh, and even had some desire in their hearts.

They both started out with the St. Freya Game Festival, and if Gensokyo can do it, why can’t they?

......

Not to mention the manufacturers who have fallen into fantasy time, in the Saint Freya residential area, Nangong Yu, who had just finished a phone call, suddenly thought of something and slapped Xier's thigh.

"broken!"

"ah!"

Seeing his regretful look, Xier pouted and said aggrievedly: "Brother, why did you hit Xier?"

"Ahem, it's convenient."

I was touching the white silk just now and hit it.

In order to relieve Xier's pain, he reached out and touched it again.

"what happened?"

Bronya, who was physically and mentally satisfied and full of laziness, sat aside, eating fruit and asked casually.

"No, it's just that Principal Theresa agreed so readily, so I should have knocked on something earlier."

Smacking his lips, Nangong Yu said regretfully.

"Theresa, you don't want St. Freya to be without funds, do you?"

While saying this, he forced Theresa to wear a magical girl costume and then took pictures of her with a thick and big camera.

He mentioned this matter when he chatted with Karen last time, and Karen became very interested in it.

This was an opportunity to improve his relationship with Kallen and even Otto, but he just wasted it.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Did you just agree to participate in the mini-game festival?"

Bronya peeled a banana and held it in her hand. She subconsciously put the tip of the banana in her mouth and licked it in circles with the tip of her tongue. After a while, she suddenly realized something was wrong. She bit off the tip of the banana naturally without revealing a single flaw.

"Yes, agreed."

"Bullying people again?"

"Special guests are not counted in the rankings, and there is also a three-week promotion. Why not take advantage of it? Just treat it as training."

When Xier saw her brother and sister started chatting, she immediately put away her aggrieved expression, picked up the fruit and started feeding them again. She knew exactly when to act coquettishly and when to be quiet.

"A new group? That would certainly give them some practice."

Bronya bit off half of the stick again and said in a vague voice: "What about the game mode? Have you decided on it?"

"That's about right. I was planning to make a turn-based strategy game for them to play, but two months is a bit too short."

When Nangong Yu heard Theresa asking them to participate in the competition, a sentence actually popped up in his mind.

'From the first sprout of life underwater...'

The war strategy game that players jokingly call "a pack of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and a whole day of sitting in a game of civilization."

Unfortunately, it was impossible to finish the task in two months, especially with a new team. So, he changed his mind.

"what is that?"

"Let's do a city management simulation, make it fun."

"Simulated business?"

After a pause, Bronya smiled and said, "You really plan to make a small game this time. Isn't it a waste of talent for the new group?"

It's not surprising that Bronya would say that. After all, in this world, business simulation is basically a mediocre game genre. Many of the games are products of small workshops, not to mention big productions from big manufacturers. Games like "The Sims" don't even exist.

As for what Bronya said about overqualified people being wasted? He also felt that he didn't have enough manpower!

"What's wrong with the mini-game? Are you questioning the power of my pvz?"

"...Okay, okay, you are awesome, okay?"

In the last match, she and Kaguya were almost pinned to the ground by Nangong Yu.

Looking at my own sales volume which is just over one million so far, and then looking at the total sales volume of pvz which is almost breaking 100 million now, I can only say that the gap is somewhat large.

Although she was completely convinced by her lover, Bronya was still somewhat depressed when she thought about this. Sitting up from the sofa, she walked to Nangong Yu who was lying there.

She bent down and grabbed his arm as he looked horrified.

"No, it's not possible now. It's definitely not possible now."

"Pfft~"

Amused by Nangong Yu's appearance, he couldn't help laughing, let go of his hand, and patted his shoulder.

"What are you thinking about? I just want to drag you to the gym on the third floor to get some sun and exercise."

"...You should have said so earlier."

Feeling that his reaction just now was a bit embarrassing, Nangong Yu sat up, looked at Xier who was giggling, and immediately pulled her up together.

"What are you laughing at? Come on, let's go up and exercise together!"

"Okay~"

Smiling sweetly, she hugged Yu's arm and stood on tiptoe to tap his cheek.

Just when Nangong Yu was satisfied with her good sister's obedience, she suddenly heard her say meaningfully: "Brother, you should work hard to exercise~"

After saying that, she ran to Bronya with a smile, hugged her sister's arm, stuck her head out and stuck out her tongue at him mischievously and cutely.

"..."

Forbearance!

Nangong Yu took a deep breath.

After two years, he will make Xier understand what cruelty is.