NEET Receives a Dating Sim Game Leveling System Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Did You Awaken to Something You Shouldn’t Have!?

Translator: imperfectluck Editor: vb24
Seiji detailed the entire story to Hisashi, who remained silent a few moments, digesting his words.
“As you say, it’s about a stupid younger brother and a pair of idiotic twin sisters…”
Seiji smiled slightly. “I originally only wanted those sisters to be punished, but the person who they harmed the most still cared for them. As that idiot’s senpai and friend, I could only… do my best to help.”
Hisashi looked deeply at Seiji, smiled, and raised his glass again. “It seems just like what you would do, Harano-kun.”
“Is that a compliment, or something else?” Seiji also smiled and raised his glass.
They made a final toast, their glasses coming together with a ‘clink.’
Then there was silence.
“This time, I owe you… you guys a favor, and I’ll return it,” Seiji promised. “If you ever require my assistance, let me know.”
Hisashi adjusted his glasses. “It wasn’t much; just think of it as helping me find something less boring than usual to do… Besides, just as I mentioned earlier, breaking and entering into a high school girl’s room is an exciting experience I’ve always dreamed about!”
The first half of the sentence was spoken like a mafia member, but the second half carried the tone of an otaku.
Seiji was rendered speechless.
“So don’t mind it. There’s no need to talk about favors.” Hisashi shrugged, before he seemed to suddenly recall something.
“But there is one thing I’d like to invite Harano-kun to participate in.”
“What is it?”
“I’d like to create a game.” Hisashi smiled.
“A game?” Seiji blinked in surprise. “If you wanted to make a game… shouldn’t it be easy for you?”
“If I pay money to hire someone, sure, but I don’t want to do that!” Hisashi adjusted his glasses as his lens flashed.
“I want to work together with someone who is my equal, someone who shares the same interests as me, but has a different opinion. We can each add our specialized touches to create an excellent game together, filled with our passion and will!”
Saenai Heroine no Sodatekata… several animes about this type of topic from his previous life flashed through Seiji’s mind.
“You can understand this pure idea of mine, right, Harano-kun!?” Hisashi gesticulated with his hands excitedly.
“Of course!” Seiji’s glasses also… whoops, his eyes flashed! “Of course I understand your way of thinking, Juumonji-kun, because that’s my wish as well!”
“Ohh—you truly know me!” Hisashi was incredibly moved as he reached out his hand.
“Yep! Then let us work on it together! I’ll accept your invitation gladly!” Seiji reached out his own hand in response.
The two otakus shook each other’s hands.
After that, they heatedly discussed their plans for their game together for a rather long time…
…
The next day.
During school time, Seiji seemed to be brooding over something. He had remained silent for the whole day.
Mika thought he was still thinking about yesterday’s incident, and although she knew it was slightly inappropriate to ask, she couldn’t restrain her curiosity and ended up asking anyway.
As a result…
“Make… make a game?” The pigtailed beauty was stunned.
“Yep, together with a friend—the same person you heard on the phone yesterday. I’ve decided to make a dating sim together with him!” Seiji told her honestly.
Seeing Mika’s blank expression, Seiji thought for a while before he decided to give her an explanation.
“A dating simulation game is also known as a gal game, and it’s mostly focused on capturing… whoops, it’s a romance video game focused on interacting with various beautiful girls, each of whom have different backgrounds and personalities!”
“Oh… oh.” Mika nodded dazedly.
Truthfully, she still hadn’t understood what this was about, as she was still in a daze.
“Making an excellent dating sim is a dream that many otakus will have!” Seiji clenched his fist as his excitement peaked. “I already discussed it with him; I’ll create the scenario, and he’ll take care of the coding, but we’re still missing an artist for the graphics and someone to take care of the background music.
“We definitely won’t make it in time for the holy battle of winter, so our target is the holy battle of summer next year! We’re not tight on time, but nor can we relax. I’m going to start working on the scenario right away, and he’s going to scout for more people. At the minimum we need an artist before we can begin for real!”
Mika had no words to say in response.
She could barely manage to understand what he said about the scenario, artist, and coding… but what the hell was a “holy battle!?”
Plus, a “holy battle of winter” and a “holy battle of summer!?”
What type of battle was this? Twice a year!?
A barrage of comments flew past her mind. “Seiji… aren’t you worried about what happened yesterday?” she couldn’t help ask.
Seiji blinked. “Worried, yeah, but worrying won’t help,” he responded calmly. “I already did everything I could. The rest… it’s up to us to believe.”
Mika was slightly moved.
“Yeah, believing…” She nodded as a smile slowly broke out on her face. “They’ll definitely be fine! After all, you worked so hard!”
“What type of logic is that?” Seiji chuckled.
“The Uehara family’s logic!” Mika laughed.
They went together side by side to school, just as normal.
At the school, they met Chiaki in front of the shoe lockers.
She was smiling rather strangely.
“Seigo, here’s a special delivery just for you!” She handed Seiji a light blue envelope.
Seiji and Mika were filled with questions.
“This is… a love letter? From you?” Seiji felt that something was abnormal as he took the letter and examined it.
“It’s a love letter, but I told you it was a delivery. I’m just giving it to you for someone else’s sake~”
Chiaki kept covering her mouth strangely.
A plot of some sort… Something definitely smelled fishy about this.
Seiji was one hundred percent certain that this was a ploy.
“Who is it from? Is this really a love letter? Will it explode when I open it?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, so hurry up and read it!” Chiaki kept chuckling.
Chiaki then hopped over, grasped Mika by the arm, and dragged her away.
“C… Chiaki? What’s going on!?”
“I’ll tell you, but just come with me first!” Chiaki dragged her friend towards the classrooms, then turned her head and shouted one more time, “You absolutely must hurry up and read this!”
Seiji had a blank expression on his face.
He stood there motionless, holding the mysterious envelope in his hands. He had no clue what was going on.
This definitely smelled fishy! What the hell was this!?
Forget it; he might as well take a look. It probably wouldn’t explode for real… this wasn’t Full Metal Panic, after all.
Seiji prepared himself mentally as he opened the envelope.
“I wish to confess my feelings for you. I can’t hold them back anymore, so please come as soon as possible to the rooftop. I’m waiting for you~”
There was only a few unsigned sentences written on the paper.
Seiji raised his eyebrows; something was clearly abnormal.
He changed into his school shoes and walked upstairs.
At this time, the rooftop was usually empty.
After Seiji arrived, he noticed a blue-haired girl wearing a pure white one-piece dress standing in the corner. She had her back faced towards him and was looking up at the sky. The scene seemed dream-like.
He walked towards the girl.
She detected that someone was approaching and turned around daintily.
Her fine blue hair reached her shoulders, and her eyes were a beautiful shade of sky blue. Her delicate light red lips were pursed together, and her pale face was tinged with a hint of red… She appeared to be a pure yet seductively alluring beauty.
The blue-haired girl showed off a dazzling smile as she saw the tall and handsome boy approaching here. As she squinted, her eyes shone with a brilliant light.
“Harano-senpai! I… have always liked you!! Please go out with me!!!” She held a hand over her chest as she worked up her courage to make a soul-felt confession.
Faced with the beautiful girl’s confession, Seiji’s expression… was cold and steely!
He continued walking straight towards the beautiful “girl” and raised his hand.
“Go out with you!? What the hell, bastard!!!?”
A hard palm-strike to the top of the “girl’s” head accompanied his forceful retort!
“What are you doing to me so early in the morning!? Did you finally awaken to something you shouldn’t have, Hoshi Amami!!!?”