Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 184 - 113. Cultural Festival (2)

Beck Coffee Shop, second floor.

In a corner, a group of university students was playing "Monster Hunter" on their Switch consoles; seated among the greenery, a couple whispered to each other.

Nakajima Mika’s "Riding on the Silver Dragon" played in the background.

At the window counter, a girl with looks that could rival an idol, seed to have a headache as she pressed her fingers to her temple, frowning slightly.

Beside her, a handso young man awkwardly sipped his coffee.

Between them rested a mobile phone, which displayed the credits of a movie.

[Cast]

[Asahina Mikuru: Asahina Mikuru]

[Koizumi Itsuki: Koizumi Itsuki]

[Changn Youxi: Changn Youxi]

...

Beyond the cast list, replacing the end the, was a declaration from Sakurai Haruhi who took the roles of {Producer · Director · Original Creator · Costu}.

"Huh? Say that again?"

"This work is entirely fictitious and has no relation to any real individuals or organizations... I an, Xu, why do we even need to say this? Isn’t it obvious?"

After the movie credits had rolled, Dubian Che put away the phone.

"How was it?" he asked.

With her eyes closed and hand pressing against her forehead, Kiyono Lin let out a series of cold, despairing chuckles that sounded almost murderous.

"Don’t be discouraged," Dubian Che comforted her, "Though we don’t have the power to ’make people’s eyes shoot lasers, cats talk, pigeons turn from grey to white, or cherry trees bloom in autumn,’ as long as the special effects are good enough, surpassing ’Asahina Mikuru’s Adventure’ will be no problem!"

"Yeah, right. As long as soone has rational thinking, surpassing ’Asahina Mikuru’s Adventure’ will definitely be no problem."

Dubian Che picked up his coffee, purposely avoiding Kiyono Lin’s icy stare.

To ease the awkwardness, he said, "Don’t underestimate this movie. It’s more famous than so that have been officially released. Can you guarantee your film will reach this level of fa?"

"I can."

Kiyono Lin’s tone made Dubian Che feel a sudden intense unease about the future.

They left the coffee shop and walked toward the electronics district.

"I rember our school has a Film Study Club; can’t we just collaborate with them under that pretext and use their equipnt?" Dubian Che pondered out loud as they walked.

During downti in the Wind Instrunt Club’s practice, girls from various grades and classes gossiped quite a bit.

Their topics included Dalu Bingsang from the Film Study Club and Beibaidu Chuanyuzi from the Dance Stick Departnt dating.

This is how Dubian Che ca to know of the existence of the Film Study Club and the Dance Stick Departnt.

"Collaborating with the Film Study Club will only make others think the Film Study Club is impressive, and they’ll just see our Human Observation Departnt as a subsidiary," Kiyono Lin said, comparing her phone map and constantly searching for electronics stores on both sides of the street.

"So, you are already assuming that ’the movie we produce must be excellent’?"

"Of course. Who do you think I am?"

"...You are the god of a new world."

Perhaps Kiyono Lin, seemingly a normal girl, was, like Sakurai Haruhi, lacking in normal human reasoning.

Could this an he might gain an even more powerful system?

’If possible, please grant a system where just by signing in daily, I can fly out of Earth or sothing! Please, Lord Kiyono!’

"What are you standing there daydreaming for? Hurry up," Kiyono Lin snapped her phone shut and entered a specialist shop for filmmaking equipnt.

"Right, right, coming."

This was a chic store brimming with photographic appeal, filled with so much equipnt it felt like a wholesale warehouse.

Although the arrangent appeared chaotic, it gave off a vibe that one could purchase any related equipnt they desired — realizing this might be a deliberate setup to take advantage of consurs’ inclination to avoid hassle and to mark up prices.

Shady!

It was exactly as odious as food outlets using red lights to make ats seem fresher than they were!

Although this was his internal monologue, once inside the store, Dubian Che couldn’t resist his male instinct and was keenly interested in the photographic equipnt, looking left and right with eager eyes.

Every so often, he would stop and closely inspect the rchandise on display.

In contrast, Kiyono Lin went straight to a clerk, described the kind of movie she wanted to make, and asked for equipnt recomndations.

Caras, tripods, stabilizers, boom microphones for sound capturing, and even miniature tracks with features for track shots, push and pull focus, and elevation for shooting.

Calculating the total cost in her head, Kiyono Lin rested her chin on her hand and muttered, "It’s more expensive than I thought, our prize money isn’t enough."

"Prize money? What prize money?" Dubian Che put down the boom microphone he had been playing with.

"The Kantou competition we won, the prize money given to the two clubs."

"And my part..."

"Don’t even think about it," Kiyono Lin interrupted him unapologetically.

"Can we talk so sense? As a solo bassoonist, even if I didn’t contribute much, I still worked hard."

Kiyono Lin sneered at him, "Isn’t the movie your idea?"

"That... yes, it was my idea, but what about the Wind Instrunt Club’s share? You’re not planning to secretly divert the Wind Instrunt Club’s prize money to fund the Human Observation Departnt’s movie, are you?"

"Of course."

"Hey, hey, that’s others’ money," Dubian Che quickly reminded her.

"Don’t worry," Kiyono Lin said confidently with a smile, "as long as the movie makes a profit, we just need to earn the money back from the students and the visitors coming to the School Festival."

"...Kiyono, right now, you sound just like soone embezzling company funds planning to cover it up through gambling."

Kiyono Lin glared at Dubian Che, then cleared her throat, aning, ’you, who can’t speak properly, have said enough.’