The Dream Designers

10 years after the events of Saekano (light novel), Tomoya Aki , Megumi Kato and Michiru Hyodo are reunited with Utaha Kasumigaoka and Eriri Spencer Sawamura, the two which have quit the team Blessing Software 10 years ago.

Not just that, even a coder is added to the team.

Follow the adventures of the six teammates as they work together to create games, as well as facing the emotional problems among the team and in their lives.

WARNING: RATED NC-17 FOR EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

I DO NOT OWN THE SAEKANO: HOW TO RAISE A BORING GIRLFRIEND CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THIS BOOK'S STORYLINE.

Starting 4 July 2018, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 0600 (PST)/ 2100 (SGT)/ 2200 (Japan)

Series Start: 4 July 2018
Series End: 17 August 2018

THIS BOOK IS COMPLETED.

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6. Episode 4

"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving." - Albert Einstein

Masaru was doing his work in his office the next morning. Utaha came in and gave him the cup of tea.

"You're making this again?" Masaru asked.

"Oh, you don't like it?" Utaha asked, "Then I'll..."

"I didn't say that." Masaru said, "I asked if this is a daily routine or something."

"It's been a daily routine since you came." Utaha said, "And since you like the tea, I decided to make it every workday."

"In that case, I'll be counting on you to make this every morning."

"Sure." Utaha smiled.

"And by the way," Masaru asked, "Are you free tonight?"

"I am."

"I have a free seat in a restaurant. I have reserved two seats, but my friend is not attending dinner with me. So, would you mind coming along to accompany me to eat?"

"Of course I don't." Utaha said without hesitation.

"Great." Masaru responded, "Meet you later at the restaurant."

Utaha exited the room and closed his door as Eriri came to her.

"What's with the happy face?" Eriri asked.

"Oh, he's taking me out for dinner tonight." Utaha screamed in excitement softly, "This handsome lad is bringing me out tonight."

"You have fallen for him, haven't you?"

"It's just he's a handsome guy. Girls love seeing handsome guys, don't they?"

"Just make sure he doesn't fuck around with other girls while you're having dinner." Eriri replied, "I'm just warning you early."

She then walked off.

"She must be jealous Masaru's inviting me to dinner." Utaha thought. Masaru was leaning against the door in his room. He heard what Eriri and Utaha said.

He shook his head in disappointment.

The Dream Designers

Episode 4

In a hospital, a doctor, with the name tag, George Fuistuer, was examining a patient's body.

"You are improving, Mr Ryan." He said, "Looks like you've been following my instructions."

"Of course, Dr Fuistuer." Ryan rejoined, "A lot of my friends said their bodies were recovering thanks to your advice. I decided to try it out and now it works like a charm."

"It's not just because the steps were effective." George added, "It's because you had the courage and guts to cure yourself."

"Thank you, Dr Fuistuer." Ryan shook his hand, "I will recommend you to my friends."

"No problem." George shook his hand and sat back down on his cushion chair as Ryan walked out of the room.

"Next." George shouted.

Someone sat on the chair in front of him.

"What is your name?" George asked.

"Your mum."

"Mum!" He turned his head up sternly, only to see Masaru.

"Jokes." Masaru laughed.

"Masaru, you should really shut the fuck up with your mum jokes sometimes. It pisses people off to the edge when they're being tricked."

"Or is it just you?" Masaru teased.

"Shut up. What's your point of coming here anyway? I got patients that need to be attended to."

"Well, I'm here to ask a very small favor of you." Masaru replied, "A very small favor."

"I already know what you want to ask." George shook his head, "There's no way I'm going to do that."

"Please, George." Masaru begged, "Just for tonight. I need to go out with someone. I know you're free tonight too."

"My mum told you that?" George asked. Masaru happily nodded.

"Mum." He sighed.

"So, I'd like to thank you in advance for helping me, and bye!" Masaru then quickly ran out.

"Masaru Kobayashi!" George screamed, "You better come back here!"

Utaha and Eriri were in the latter's office.

"Why are you hating on Masaru so much?" Utaha asked, "He seems like such a nice guy."

"I...I just have the feeling that this Masaru guy isn't good." Eriri grumbled.

"Really?" Utaha gave a sneaky smile, "Or is it because he invited me out and not you?"

"You..." Eriri clenched his fists, "I've already told you he's the type that gives people the feeling that he'll fuck around!"

"Oh, please." Utaha laughed, "It's because you can't get a guy. You just met him like a day ago. You can't just judge him based on his appearance and your impression."

"Whatever. I'm done talking to you." Eriri sighed, "Don't come crying to me if he's really a playboy."

She then stormed off.

"What's her problem with Masaru?"

Tomoya then called for a group meeting. The six members gathered in Tomoya's office.

"Have you already thought about the storyline?" Utaha asked.

"Can I start drawing?" Eriri asked.

"Can I start making music for the game?" Michiru asked.

"Wait, wait, girls." Tomoya said, "We're about to discuss all of that here. Utaha-senpai, about the story plot, it's great enough. We just need some tweaks as I feel there's some mistake.

"Eriri and Michiru, I've printed extra copies. Eriri, you can start on your art now. And Michiru, you can start on your music with Icy Tail. Masaru, you'll have to wait until we're done with the plot, art and music."

"Roger that." Masaru responded.

"Megumi and I would oversee the whole thing and help you guys in time of needs." Tomoya added on, "Everyone understands what to do now?"

Everyone nodded.

"Do remember to try your best and give it your all." Megumi smiled, "Remember if anyone of you is feeling down, we can talk. Hang in there, everyone, alright?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Everyone screamed in delight.

In Masaru's office, he searched for a magazine in his cabinet. He finally found it. He flipped to a page and saw a game that was well acclaimed.

"Haikono: Sensei." He read the title out to himself. It was created by Karuto Hishi. He searched that name up on the internet.

"A famous game creator who have developed many games. His most notable work is 'Haikono: Sensei', which sold a total of four million copies in its first month."

He rummaged through his cabinet again and saw the game cover of the game. He took it out and looked at it.

"I thought I had lost this shit." Masaru grinned, "This would help me in my coding and my opponent's moves." He placed a notebook and a pen beside him. He then inserted the CD into his laptop. He opened a coding application and copied and paste the game files to the app. Immediately, all the coding for the game appeared on the screen.

"We'll see who creates a better game." He starts playing the game.

Three hours later, he finished the game. He leaned back on his chair and looked at his notebook. A few pages were filled with notes.

He then remembered his rivalry with Kane.

Eleven years ago...

Kane Harune and Masaru were the best of friends. They always discuss about their computing skills and games they were planning to create. Kane was good in illustrating and story plotting while Masaru was good in coding.

They have created some games together, although they were unsuccessful financially. However, they enjoyed the process of creating each game. They have dreams to be in the Game Creators Camp. To get in there, a panel of four judges must be satisfied with your submitted game. The top ten game creator(s) whose games have pleased the judges would not just enter the camp, they would additionally earn ten thousand worth of cash and have an instructor that is from Faith Productions, one of the most successful gaming companies.

Just to get into the camp, the two worked their asses off to create a game. They stayed up day and night and even skipped school to finish the game.

Two hours before the dateline, they were done with the game.

"Finally!" Kane sighed as he lied down on the floor in his house. Masaru huffed and puffed as he looked at his sore hands.

"I'm tired from all this shit." Kane said.

"But it is all worth it." Masaru responded, "This is going to be the very best game we make, and I'm sure the judges will like it and send us to the camp."

"I'm very sure too." Kane smiled weakly, "I'm confident we'll be able to win."

"All our efforts have indeed not gone to waste. All the days we skipped school, pull up all-nighters."

"I think you should return home." Kane said, "I'll submit the game later."

"Sure." Masaru stood up, yawning, "See you tomorrow."

"See you."

The next day, Kane told Masaru that the results will come out, and winners would be notified by their emails. Masaru asked worriedly if Kane has placed Masaru's email too, and Kane nodded his head.

Masaru told this to his classmates excitedly. Utaha, who was going into her class 3C, overheard the conversation. She saw Masaru skipped happily over her classroom.

Two days later, Masaru was waiting for the email to appear, but it didn't. He waited for a whole ten hours for it.

It was then eleven in the night.

"Why didn't I receive it?" Masaru thought, "I thought Kane placed my email together with his."

Masaru typed in the website of the camp and checked the winners. When he saw the list, he was happy when he saw that their game, but upon closer inspection, he was confused.

The next morning, in school, Masaru confronted Kane furiously.

"What's the meaning of this?" Masaru asked angrily, "Why is there only your email beside the name of our game? Where's mine?"

"You don't deserve it." Kane said it bluntly, "To be honest, I don't think you're fit."

Masaru got a shock.

"Because of your slow ass coding, I was almost unable to submit the game in time. Plus our game had a lot of errors. If I hadn't make one of my own, I wouldn't have gotten in. I never think you'd fit into the professional coders' category anyway. Your skills aren't in the least. This ten thousand is also not able to help you because your skills suck no matter how hard you try, while it's useful for me to expand my career."

"So, that means... you betrayed me because you wanted the money and you look down on me?"

"I'm sorry, Masaru. You will pull me down, and if you ever did, I wouldn't have gotten into the camp because of the shitty game."

"How can you betray your own friend like that?" Masaru screamed.

"I'm sorry, Masaru." Kane sighed, "Your coding skills are shit. So I suggest you stop."

"You..." Masaru punched Kane's face before running away angrily.

After school, he went to his home and sat in his room. He clenched his fists.

"My...coding...skills...are shit?" He breathed in and out more frequently and heavily, getting angrier by the second. Finally, he took his keyboard and smashed it onto the floor multiple times. He then used it to smash his computer. He continued using the keyboard to smash things like the table and on the floor.

"How dare you turn your back for money even when we were computing buddies!" He screamed, "Fuck you, you piece of shit! You bitch-betraying, two-faced son of a bitch!"

After ten continuous minutes of smashing, his keyboard was totally destroyed. He dropped it on the floor and gave an angry roar.

The game that Kane created was none other than... Haikono: Sensei.

Back to the present...

He looked at the CD and threw it in the dustbin.

"I'm going to trash you one day." He muttered to himself, "I'm going to make a game as great as this. You'll see."

He walked to Megumi's office and knocked on the door. She looked up.

"Oh, Masaru-san." Megumi stood up from her chair, "Is there anything you need?"

"You want to be assistant of story plot too?" Tomoya asked in his office. Megumi had referred Masaru's request to Tomoya and the both of them were summoned to his office.

"I feel that I can help with this." Masaru said, "You're making a game like Haikono: Sensei, right?"

"Right." Tomoya said, "I love how the game plays out and the storyline and the characters. Basically, I love the game."

"Don't say that you love the game in front of me." Masaru uttered, "I feel uncomfortable hearing that."

"Why don't you like Haikono: Sensei then?"

"That's not the main point here. The main thing is, I want to be assistant of making the storyline. In other words, assistant of Utaha-san. I've played the game, and I feel that there are some points the game lacks that we can add in."

"Name me one or two, because I don't find anything imperfect about it."

"Sometimes, there is a side-scrolling mini-game that requires you to control your character to jump. If you have exact precision, you can make the jump. But it's just too hard, and that's why some cannot finish the game. So we can decrease the difficulty by a bit.

"Also, the dialogue has a little bit of completely useless and unnecessary information. We can try to be straightforward and remove some really unnecessary stuff."

"Now that I remembered," Megumi said, "Tomoya-kun, that night when I played Haikono: Sensei with you, there were some boring parts where random information was given out. When the main villain is fighting one of the supporting characters, the villain said some things like "I have defeated the real Jupiter before." We know there is only one Jupiter, and it's real. So we can minus off the "real". The guessing mini-quiz in the game is also unnecessary because it's just something everyone doesn't want. It's a boring mini-game, and we could delete that off and tell them a bit more information before creating a better mini-game."

"Okay..." Tomoya nodded, "Masaru, you shall help Utaha in her script starting from tomorrow."

After work, Utaha places on a grey dress as she got prepared for her dinner with Masaru. As she walked to the restaurant, she saw something from the big window of the restaurant.

She saw a girl holding Masaru's wrist and started laughing before kissing his cheeks. She covered her mouth with her hands and ran away, tears coming out of her eyes.

"Why am I sad over this?" She thought.

To be continued in Episode 5

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