episode_0092

“No matter what anyone says! Spirit plants! Are the best!”

“Dimensional animals would be more realistic than spiritual plants.”

“Since ancient times, the basis of a miscellaneous book is a pure love story…”

“It’s so cute. I guess they call regretful, worn-out obsessive stories pure love stories these days?”

“It is a path to pure love and a trial that can make the relationship between the characters stronger through the emotional changes…”

“Oh my gosh.”

I work at my small vision engineering work table and watch Hoyo, Bam, and Bandi engage in a heated discussion (or maybe a brawl). Hela stands behind me with a stoic expression.

It is a reality that if there are a hundred people, there are a hundred different tastes, so their tastes in miscellaneous books are all different.

Even if you put together Elfin, Ion, and Lulu, it can be divided into six tastes, so tastes can be said to be truly diverse and arbitrary. (Hella wasn’t interested in the miscellaneous book itself.)

“In the first place, isn’t it a fantasy that Youngsik goes out with a sword and fights while running around the battlefield?”

“Why not! There’s Ain too.”

“Hey, you have to say it straight. Ain is ‘only’ like that.”

“Wow.”

Well, in the world I was in, there were women who fought, there were famous female warriors, and there was even a concept like the Amazons, but this is a world where males are unusually less active. It can’t be helped because the number of males is clearly different from that of females.

“But aren’t dimension animals good? There are tall and muscular males, and there are also ones that feel like spiritual plants.”

“But it’s always a hassle to understand the worldview of dimension-traveling animals. And on top of that, the writers keep rushing things because it’s ‘a different world’!”

“That’s true too.”

“But a whoopee house? I… don’t know much about that…”

“Wow, where else can you find a genre that so clearly reveals the whirlpool of human emotions?”

“Chairman, don’t you just feel catharsis watching males cling to females?”

“Colok, ol-kolok…”

The night has that kind of taste. I wrote it down in my mind’s notepad.

I was making a button for an arcade game that I was making. If you just press it once, the signal is transmitted normally, but if you press it a little too quickly and repeatedly, the vision signals will clump together, making it look like you’re pressing the button for a long time, so I’m trying to figure that out.

“Plant life is fun.”

“Ein is like that too!”

“But it’s a bit… for males to group with other males…”

“Eww…”

In my cold opinion, Hoyo sinks. Hoyo just likes to see a lot of males.

“Each work of Dimensional Translocation features a unique worldview, making it fun to read.”

“I see, right?”

“But most of the bandits are harems where the females bring along several males.”

“I’m not bad…”

This time, Bandi’s already floppy ears droop even further and he starts to squirm.

“…”

“…”

Night and I looked at each other and said nothing. She seemed nervous, not knowing what I would say.

“You,, looking at that,,”

“Eww, that’s right!”

At my one quiet word, the night screamed and fell onto the bed.

Having sunk all three, I press the button that finished adjusting, repeatedly. It feels good to see that the signals are well divided and not clumped together.

“That’s amazing.”

“It’s also fun to press. Want to try it?”

Hela, who was watching me make the button more enjoyably than the three of us bickering, carefully presses the button as I step aside to let her press it.

“You can press this quickly using your index and middle fingers.”

When I demonstrated how to press the buttons quickly, Hela practiced a few times and then started pressing the buttons vigorously again and again… and the buttons got bent.

“Oh my. I’m sorry, Master.”

“It’s okay. I just used cheap metal to test it. I have the schematics written down here.”

After comforting Hela, who was trembling with fear after twisting the button, I started assembling the joystick.

“How are you?”

The three females who escaped the sinking quickly recovered and gathered around me.

“Yeah, I think the buttons are fine. This joystick might be a little tricky though.”

“Joystick? Ohhh.”

At my words, Hoyo smiles sinisterly and looks back and forth between the joystick and my lower body.

“Wow, this kid just looked like a pervert.”

At the sight of Hoyo like that, Bam crumpled his face and shook his head.

“It’s not that I’m weird, it’s just the name! If it were a female, I would have thought that! ”

“Yeah, two hours~”

The night I teased Hoyo, who could only last two hours rolling around in bed with me, and Hoyo kept running towards me shouting, “Wow!!” I dodged him in every way I could. By the way, Bam can last longer than two hours.

“Then I guess we should name it Lever instead of Joystick. … Did Bandit think so too?”

At my question, Bandi blushed and laughed very awkwardly.

“Well, it might sound a bit vulgar to say joystick and buttons.”

“The joystick is okay, but why the buttons?”

When Hoyo, who had finally failed to catch the night, asked, I put my hand inside her baggy, short pants, her underwear, and gently pressed the ‘button’ that every female has.

“Huh?!??”

At my prank, Hoyo jumps up and lets out a strange scream.

“Rice… You’re a pervert!”

“Don’t perverted males only appear in books?”

I think I saw a line in a book Hoyo was reading where a male says to a female, “Hehehe, what color are your panties today, sis?”

“Anyway, you can do something fun with that, right?”

To the question of the night, I answered by opening up my notebook where I had written notes and sketched designs on various things related to the arcade game.

“Yeah. There are a lot of things to do, but I think I can learn how to handle vision machines. But the problem is the pictures.”

What actually appears on the screen has to be based on a drawing, but I have no talent for drawing and have never tried it.

When the females become quiet for a moment, he raises his head and sees Hoyo and Bam looking at Bandi.

“…Why?”

“Bandi is good at drawing.”

“Really?”

“It’s just a hobby, but…”

Bandi answers, touching the back of his head as if embarrassed.

“Then can you draw just one armored male here?”

When I handed him a pen and a notebook and asked him to do it, Bandi accepted it and began to draw without much thought.

“… …oh…”

Bandi drew a male knight in splendid armor with a smooth hand. Except that the knight’s face looked similar to mine.

“Wow, it’s always amazing no matter how I look at it”

Hoyo looks at the painting in admiration, and Bam nods his head as well.

“Bandi… I think we’ll have to spend a lot of time together.”

“Uh… Aren’t we going to be together anyway?”

“More than that.”

“Oh, wow!”

Two more weeks had passed since we had stayed at the Knight Sustained Mansion.

During that time, I studied, took care of the girls, and went out to play, but what I focused on the most was the vision engineering for making arcade machines.

It wasn’t easy, but it was fun, and Bam helped me by procuring related books and connecting me with people in the realm who were good at vision engineering, while Bandi worked hard to draw the pictures, backgrounds, and effects that I requested as best as he could.

“This is the first time I’ve heard of this concept, but it’s fun to draw.”

“That’s so cool.”

“What’s more surprising is how Ain came up with all this.”

Night and Hoyo judged it that way as they watched the knight in the style of a spirit resembling me swing his sword repeatedly in time with my pressing of the button.

“There’s still a long way to go, but it’s rewarding that things are going well without any major difficulties.”

In the meantime, my vision engineering table had been replaced by a much larger, more versatile, professional one courtesy of the Marquis of Jude.

As for why Marquis Jude, it is because Marquis Jude, who came to inspect the Gold Bunny Commercial Guild in the Knight Sustained territory and to see Bandi, was so excited by the arcade game I was making that he invested in me through Bandi, even buying a mansion and having money left over. (Sir Nicholas also invested a similar amount of money as Marquis Jude)

“The story is… um…”

“Is there a story?”

Hoyo shows curiosity at my muttering.

“Oh, I didn’t show you this. I made it last night.”

I control the character of the arcade prototype by moving the lever. When I move forward a little, this time a female who resembles a bandit is standing there.

-Hello, sir.

Because it was made simply for testing purposes, the female bandit that resembled a bandit only said that greeting, but Hoyo, Bam, and Bandit were amazed.

“This is really amazing!”

“Then we can add a real story.”

“Wow-oh-clothes!!”

When I asked her for a character that resembled a bandit last time, she tilted her head, but that’s why she asked me for this.

“I want to leave the story that goes into this to Hoyo.”

“Me, me?”

Hoyo is taken aback by my words. But there is a reason why I am asking Hoyo.

“The reason I made the main character a knight of the English alphabet is because Hoyo often talks about knights of the English alphabet, so I used that as a motif.”

“Well, then it would be good for Hoyo to take charge. Hoyo is an expert when it comes to spiritual plants.”

“Wow…”

Hoyo was unsure, but I convinced her and explained that it wasn’t difficult.

“You don’t have to write it in a super cool way or make it sound like you’re writing a real memoir. Just give a rough outline of why the main character is on an adventure, what they fight during the adventure, who they meet, and what happens at the end.”

After much persuasion, Hoyo finally declared that he would do it and sat down in a corner of the room, groaning.