We’ve traveled through Tokyo, who still wants to simulate love?

Well, there's not much color in it, it's more of a longing.

What makes Asaba Kazama more confused is where Ishihara Rina got his photo.

Looking at my appearance in the photo, I look exactly like myself in reality, as if it was taken recently.

And her sour emotions like a little girl.

Unrequited love? Simple longing?

He remembered that besides being good-looking, there was nothing particularly eye-catching about him before.

A bad feeling enveloped my heart.

He was basically certain that he had chosen the wrong direction.

The moment the senior rejected the option of changing illustrators, the connection he had finally built with Rina Ishihara was about to be wiped out.

He decided to go offline first to wash his face and move around to wake up.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he seemed to still be able to feel the remaining emotions of Rina Ishihara.

He had a feeling that this special state of empathy with the heroine would be of significant use.

He lay down and resumed the simulation.

What he didn't notice was that as his consciousness rose into the sky, the phone next to him suddenly lit up, and a private message from Little Bluebird popped up on the page:

"Dark Tyrannosaurus Warrior, do you know how to submit a light novel?"

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Sure enough, when I entered the simulation again, the plot started to go crazy.

The promised genius of the book has once again become a passerby who barely appears.

This wave of simulation, he would like to call it a worker simulator.

[Three months have passed, and through the contacts you accumulated during the previous comic adaptation, you have promoted the decision to make the animation of "The Dark Elf Doesn't Want to Be Confessed\