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𓆩♡𓆪 My lovers are here to stay and they won't leave!! 𓆩♡𓆪

Chapter 3

Notes:

At first I had no idea what the plot was gonna be about but then I thought of ego and noa and the rest of the other masters of NEO league and I had this 'AH-HA!' idea.

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"did you see the new arts and crafts teacher??"

"I did!! I almost fainted when I saw him at the entrance!" a group of girls behind isagi chatted away like it was the weekend.

Isagi felt his eyebrows twitched so much he might as well be bald at this point, who knew that a new teacher would cause this much commotion with just a word of a rumor.

Bachira was no better as 5 minutes ago he was bragging about his monster card collection. 

'Where's the system when you need it the most?' isagi sheds a single tear before the system pops up next to him. 

[system 13: did you call for me? :3]

"no I did not," isagi said. 

[system 13: :') smiling through the pain.

"what was that?" bachira looks up from his card explanations, "sorry bachira, I was talking about an oc I just made up." with a plastered fake smile he's used a dozens on times. 

"oh okay, then up next is my second most hated monster.." bachira then proceeds to talk until isagi started daydreaming into his own little world. 

 

F2-Play company

 

Tap tap tap 

"who's the new guy?" the game designer asked, glancing at the unfamiliar aqua hair. 

"oh him? That's hiori, he's a game developer." his friend, a fellow game artist said. 

"a developer? So he got the position?" "yeah, I heard from one of the managers that he had a game in mind, he even had the first closed beta test by some of his close friends." 

"a game, what's the game's genre?" 

"apparently it's an MMO rpg game, I've seen the interior game design and it's beyond my drawing expertise." the game artist said while eyeing hiori's back. 

"so even the company's most promising artist isn't able to replicate such game!" the game designer teased, "you know there's limit to how realistic I'm able to draw, I'm a human being too you know." 

 

Tap tap tap

Hiori punches away on the keyboard with precision, punching the last code into the computer. He starts up the game and reveals a sci-fi game game menu. 

He plugs a USB in and makes a copy it in. 

He unplugs the USB and leaves his cubby to find his manager. 

"he's done?" "yep, his speed is unmatched by anyone else.." they talked for several minutes before saying goodbye to each other and leaving to their own department. 

 

Manager's office

"the game looks simple enough to play, it's mechanics are somewhat difficult but not too difficult for casual players.." the manager's eyes looked up at his face before looking back down at his screen. 

"this game is excellent, it's even free to play if you exclude out the in game paid currency.." he looks back up at hiori once more and asked "are you sure you didn't steal someone else's game model?" 

"... Of course not, if I did then I would have never call myself a game developer." hiori puts on his charming smile and place a hand on his chest to show his sincerity. 

The manager laughed and nodded "good good, for a second there I thought you were serious hahaha!!" 

 

Once hiori was given approval, he pulls out his phone and texts someone. 

 

Hiori: 

Approval given, I'll see how long it'll take to make a public launch 

 

Shidou: 

👍

Wait why am I helping you in the first place? 

 

Hiori: 

Your the only person who has the basic knowledge of writing a script right? 

The others don't know shit so your the only one I can turn to to write a decent script. 

 

Shidou: 

You trust me? 🥺

 

Hiori: 

Fuck no! I'd rather jump off a cliff than have to trust a serial killer like you. 

I only need your skills in scripting, nothing else. 

 

Shidou: 

Isagi wouldn't talk to me like that 😔

Hiori: 

Whatever 😒

Just make sure you get the script done before next month

Shidou: 

Yeah yeah

 

'I'll just add in a few codings to transfer our accounts to this game instead.' the hack er types in another sentence into his notepad app and heads back to his cubby. 

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