"Huh? So you all work in game development?"
"I really like playing Super Mario!"
The girl sitting opposite Senkawa Hiroichi was petite, but she had a baby face and was very well-dressed, making her exceptionally cute.
Hearing that the people from Pokeni made games, the girl expressed extreme surprise.
Gen Urobuchi frowned and retorted, "Didn't you know we were from the Pokeni company before coming to this mixer? If we don't make games, what else could we possibly be doing?"
Ah!
Yabai!
Aoki Haruhi felt his heart jump into his throat at Gen Urobuchi's remark.
He had originally thought Old Xu didn't like real-life girls, but he never expected this guy to be so utterly savage when actually meeting one.
In his previous life, Gen Urobuchi was a writer with a rather eccentric personality.
Although he was incredibly talented and widely read, with writing skills that were beyond reproach, he often drew criticism for how he conducted himself in person.
At the company, he was the only scriptwriter who could do whatever he pleased; no one dared to touch a single word of his scripts.
This guy had a strange temper; after all, he was a hardcore otaku and quite stubborn.
He had once driven away a scriptwriter in charge of the game "HELLO WORLD" due to a disagreement, and had even berated a manga artist who altered his script.
From this, it's clear that such a person must be a failure in real life. Later, reports did indeed surface that Gen Urobuchi was unlucky in love, or perhaps incapable of romance altogether. On the rare occasion that he finally found someone he liked, the girl ended up running off with someone else.
Aoki Haruhi hadn't really noticed it before, but today at the mixer, he felt it deeply.
It's quite possible that because this mixer didn't go well, this guy might go back home and immediately write a "healing" script that's absolutely ruthless with the emotional gut-punches.
"Hmm... I know it's a game company, but I don't really know much about games." The petite girl stuck out her tongue, her cheeks flushing bright red after being teased by Urobuchi.
"No worries, no worries," Senkawa Hiroichi quickly poured beer into her glass, "Mei-chan, we can learn about them slowly in the future."
"Okay," Mei nodded, her face still red.
"By the way, so what kind of games does Pokeni develop? I'm really curious," asked the girl sitting opposite Mikami Shinji, leaning forward with her arms resting on the table.
Very good, very good.
Aoki Haruhi thought to himself, feeling pleased.
Being curious is a sign of interest; this girl is quite proactive.
It looks like Mikami has a chance!
"Hmm... what kind of games..." Mikami Shinji crossed his arms, leaning back and thinking, "Haibara-san, have you ever played Onmyoji?"
"Mm-mm," Haibara shook her head.
"Galgames, you know what those are, right? That's the kind of game we make," Urobuchi Gen said straightforwardly.
"Huh?"
The girls all froze in unison.
Although they masked it very quickly, Aoki could still see it—
A flash of disgust flitted across their faces.
They were probably thinking, "Huh? A galgame? Isn't that one of those kinds of games?"
"How gross."
"I didn't expect these guys to be making that kind of game."
Uh...
Yabai.
If he let them keep talking like this, the girls on the other side would all leave.
"We make games about falling in love with girls," Aoki quickly added to smooth things over.
In reality, it wasn't just Aoki; Senkawa Hiroichi was also sweating cold sweat from fear.
He had never imagined that bringing Gen Urobuchi and Mikami to a mixer would be such a dangerous thing.
It was pretty much like bringing two bombs along with him.
Old Xu's dangerous remarks were enough to drop the girls' affection levels straight into the negatives!
If this were a galgame, a male lead like Gen Urobuchi would probably be destined to stay single for the rest of his life!
"The game our company is making is a very normal romance game between a man and a woman. In the game, you have to carefully figure out the girls' thoughts and feelings and increase their affection to be able to have a sweet relationship together," Aoki Haruhi explained.
"Oh, is that so?" The girls smiled, looking relieved.
"That's the first time I've heard of such a game. I really want to play it."
"Hmm," Gen Urobuchi frowned, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and said coldly, "That's not entirely the case. The reason we designed it so the protagonist and heroine can have a sweet romance is so that when players see the heroine die, they can deeply feel the pain of losing their love forever.
Or perhaps love and death are one and the same.
Rather than experiencing the game for the sake of love, I prefer that it be for the sake of fighting for love."
Ah~
Senkawa Hiroichi's face turned pale. He turned his head like a puppet, his eyes fixed on Gen Urobuchi.
The look of someone wanting to kill another is hard to hide.
Aoki Haruhi covered his forehead.
This Wada guy, he's very talented, but—
He's hopeless.
Let it be destroyed.
The topic of games did not continue any further.
With Aoki Haruhi mediating, the group started chatting about their daily lives, hobbies, and the kinds of topics that typically come up at mixers.
The atmosphere eased up a little.
Mikami was getting along quite well with the girl across from him.
As for Old Xu, however, the girl sitting opposite him was so intimidated that she just kept her head down and ate.
Although the guy didn't quite understand what was going on, he couldn't find a good way to break the ice for the time being.
"Game companies probably make pretty good money, right?" asked the girl named Mei-chan.
Mixers in Japan are generally quite subtle, but in reality, they are pretty much the same as blind dates in China.
Once the conversation reaches a certain point, girls will, to some extent, be concerned about the man's income.
After all, many Japanese women aim to be housewives, or at least many women voluntarily become housewives after marriage, so the other person's income is closely tied to the happiness of the rest of their lives.
No matter how lovesick one might be, one still has to eat.
"The company is doing pretty well right now," Aoki Haruhi said with a smile. "These few are all excellent talents from our company, and their salaries will definitely keep increasing in the future."
"My annual salary is 3 million," Gen Urobuchi said bluntly.
Hearing Gen Urobuchi mention his salary, the other two also chimed in.
Mikami was about the same as Gen Urobuchi.
Senkawa Hiroichi was the highest among them, with an annual salary of 6 million.
This level was actually quite good.
"Our Section Manager is a high-income earner with an annual salary of 15 million," Mei-chan introduced with a smile.
Huh?!
Aoki Haruhi was also taken aback.
Ohno Kaori's income was actually higher than his, the President!
Is the income of bank employees really that terrifying?
After finishing dinner, the group walked out of the restaurant.
The girls had no intention of staying for a second round, which basically meant the mixer was a failure.
"Ah~ it's over, it's over." Senkawa Hiroichi looked devastated.
Aoki Haruhi couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.
Only Gen Urobuchi acted like nothing had happened.
He stretched his limbs, and with a blank expression, suggested, "Since we've finished eating and have nothing else to do, shall we all go to the sauna together?"
"Absolutely not!"
Everyone refused in unison!
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