episode_0088

A Baekyang first-year female model carved out of wood and glazed.

The model had deer antlers on her head, and her skirt was too short.

But the most unusual thing is the cleavage that is revealed when the front of the uniform is undone.

He was bending over in a posture that made him look good.

To be honest, I don’t know how much it would be visible if a model that wasn’t even the size of a finger got wet…

“… This is a model that Funforge has never produced.”

After hearing Emily’s report, the student council immediately requested Cappuccine’s confirmation.

When I checked her bag at the game room, an unauthorized model immediately popped out.

Cappuccine shrugged his shoulders and said.

“There was no deer beast among the official Funforge models.

There was a Baekyang senior who did that in the past, so I made one to honor him.”

I swallowed the question of whether that senior was a prostitute who showed her breasts to passers-by.

“You made this yourself?”

“Yes. It’s simple if you know how to use grass magic.”

No way.

Even Tangaroa, one of the academy’s most talented players, could only produce a crude stickman without a mold.

In order to sculpt an image in your head into reality, you need at least Hwayoung’s level of artistic intuition.

There is no such thing as Cappuccine.

I looked at the model carefully.

Compared to the models produced by Funforge, the details are lacking.

The cheekbones of the face are too protruding, and the proportions of the limbs are awkward, probably because it was designed by someone who has never properly studied anatomy.

It also feels excessively rough when touched.

It looks like they used poor quality wood.

Or maybe I applied too little Yuak…

If we evaluate it comprehensively, it is far inferior.

It can never match the official Funforge model, which was designed by a proper artist and quality controlled by Priestley.

but…

“I have to admit that it is provocative.”

I nodded at Cleo’s words.

In any case, this sexual design is a bold attempt that Funforge has not been able to make.

“Cappuccine grade representative. Where did you get this model?”

“I told you, right? I made it myself-”

“If you made this yourself, I would scout it out on Funforge right away.”

Cappuccine keeps his mouth shut.

She asked cautiously, twisting her hair.

“It’s not prohibited, right? There is no rule that says only official models must be used.”

“… It may happen in the future, but you can rest assured that it will not be applied retroactively.”

“… I got it here.”

What Cappuccine held out was a small pamphlet.

A small doll with a 3cm footrest filled with memories of romantic school life!

Awesome seniors and juniors from the four dormitories. And a mysterious shadow appeared before them!

Please visit the Prophecy Workshop at 25 Chestnut Road in Romelo Village!

“Prophecy Workshop… ”

I immediately looked at my Funforge colleagues.

“Mr. Cleo. Do you have anything to do today?”

“No. No schedule.”

“Take off the ox horn as soon as possible. Let’s visit right away to see what happened.”

Cleo nods.

“Vice President, please check if there are any more people using the Prophecy Workshop model.

Hwayoung, please record the quality and characteristics of the confirmed model.”

“I understand.”

After leaving the game room to the two people, we went to the lakeside and caught a boat to Romelo Village.

Come to think of it, Cleo came from a merchant family.

“Mr. Cleo. Do you know anything about the Prophecy Workshop?”

“Well. This is my first time hearing this name. I don’t remember seeing it in Romelo Village.”

“You mean it’s a new company…? ”

“It may be a camouflage sign set up by another company.

It’s not that honorable to copy the Academy Student Council’s products.”

“That makes sense.”

We arrived at number 25 before we knew it.

Since it is a store that sells goods, there is no need to knock.

As soon as I open the door, the wind chime sounds.

“Welcome!”

After briefly greeting the employee, I looked around the store.

Among the miscellaneous miscellaneous items, toys such as tops and wooden swords stand out.

And the various dolls hanging from the ceiling of the store.

But what we are looking for…

“These things.”

I pointed to the models on the display case.

“Can it be used in the romantic era?”

“Yes? uh… Just a moment.”

The waiter was about to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth and hurried inside.

What comes next is a thin man with a long goatee and glasses.

“Yes. To see the models… This, this.”

The man smiled and put on his glasses.

“You arrived sooner than expected, lady.”

“Secretary Woodward?”

Cleo took a step back as if she was embarrassed.

“Do you know this person?”

“He worked as my father’s personal assistant.

But why here… ”

“Because no. I came here to expand my business.”

He shrugged his shoulders and said.

“Macariel Company started out as a paper company.

Paper is made from wood, and dolls are also made from wood, so wouldn’t it be a related expansion?

Oh, and to answer your question… ”

Woodward carefully takes out a model and places it on the counter.

“Can I use this model in a game called Romantic Age?

Well, that could happen if the parties agree.

First of all, the model’s base size and height will be similar to the game’s specifications.”

“This is an unauthorized infringement on Funforge’s rights!”

Cleo’s fierce protest.

But Woodward countered with a sly smile.

“Which one? Is it Funforge’s privilege to sell a 5cm high model on a 3cm diameter base?”

“Academy students’ right to model is-”

“Dolls dressed in academy dormitory clothes are traditional souvenirs from Romelo Village.

None of these models are inspired by real students.”

“Good. So how do you explain this?”

Cleo pointed to the text in the pamphlet she had received.

A small doll with a 3cm footrest filled with memories of romantic school life!

“They are clearly using the romantic era for promotion!”

“No! It’s just that it’s a romantic school life, but there’s nothing to say that it’s compatible with the romantic era.

Has Funforge monopolized the word romantic? I guess that’s not true?”

Cleo is speechless and silent.

I looked at the display cases for a moment and then pointed to one of the models.

An elegant woman wearing a black cloak and a white mask.

“That model, what is its name?”

“This is the phantom thief Umbra.”

“Not Phantom Thief Ombre, but Phantom Thief Umbra.”

I snorted and put my hands on the desk.

“Isn’t this a too specific resemblance?”

“Well. Aren’t all the phantom thieves in novels and stories there?

The idea of a phantom thief itself does not belong to the romantic era.

And there are many differences!”

He held the model up to my eye level and showed me it in detail.

“Ombre wears an opera mask, but Umbra wears a mask that covers the entire face, right?

Unlike ombre, which has an unknown gender, umbra shows off a woman’s body.

And he goes around alone without any phantom thieves under his command! This is enough difference-”

“Wait.”

I raised my hand to stop him.

“Is there anything you can prove about what you said?”

“Proof?”

“So, unlike Ombre, Umbra operates alone.”

“Ah.”

Woodward pointed to a brochure next to the display case.

“It’s in that novel.”

“A novel?”

“Yes. It is a short story of about 100 pages.

There are several other novels that prove the uniqueness of our products, so check them out!

We’ll give it to you for free!”

I slowly started picking out the brochures.

Cleo huffed and said to Woodward, as if her anger didn’t subside.

“Your father is really brave to do such an unethical thing.

The Romantic Era was when Her Majesty the Crown Princess personally tried to prevent violence at the Academy -”

“Lady. We have no intention of competing with Her Majesty the Crown Princess.”

“Well, of course that would be the case.”

Both people turned their heads at my words.

“If I had planned to compete with Romantic Age, I would have come up with a different game with similar rules.

However, since this is a model, not a rule, we are not trying to compete with Funforge.

The competition is… Let’s buy Priestley Wonders.”

Woodward nodded and then added:

“Wouldn’t the products made by an imperial company be better than the products of the enemy Kingdom of Sarria?”

“No, the quality is so poor that it can’t be compared to Priestley’s products… ”

Cleo paused as if she realized something.

And then he slowly opened his mouth.

“… Is that what your father thinks?

Is it best to just produce cheaply and sell it cheaply for child’s play like the romantic era?”

“Well, the plan is to spread it to many people with a low-price policy.

Again, I’m selling a model, not a rule. There is no conflict with the romantic era.”

“Well, ”

I shook my head.

“What if we don’t allow models not produced by Funforge to be used in official game rooms?”

“Of course, Funforge has every right to do so.

But are there only official gaming venues? Are you going to ban all unofficial gaming halls?”

“… I think this is enough to share the story. Cleo, let’s go.”

So we left the store.

On the boat returning to the academy, Cleo muttered.

“I didn’t know my father would be like this.

I never thought I would interfere with my daughter’s work… ”

“Do you have a bad relationship with your parents?”

“No. just… You probably don’t take my work seriously.

In fact, you might think that I will cooperate with this…”

An answer half despair, half sadness.

Since I didn’t say anything else after that, I took out the short story Woodward had given me to pass the time.

As soon as I opened page 1, I couldn’t help but gape.