From the very beginning, Takayuki had anticipated this would turn into a long-lasting war of words.
People from different fields were all arguing for their own interests.
That sociologist was no exception.
So, what could he do? The only solution was to make everyone benefit—make everyone shut up.
Of course, if soone was really stubborn and refused to cooperate, Takayuki didn't mind giving them a hard ti.
Right now, the sociologist nad Jean was sitting at ho, mildly questioning his entire worldview.
Video gas, to him, were shallow and worthless, incapable of offering any aningful value to human society.
It didn't matter what kind of ga it was—he had always believed his opinion would never change.
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...
But now, sitting in front of him was the Ring Fit Adventure end-ga scene, and Jean was silent for a long while.
He'd always considered himself the fitness type—he had the ti and the energy. Even at 50 years old, he still looked sharp and lively.
Precisely because of his experience with fitness, he believed video gas could never replace professional training.
But... so what?
Why did Ring Fit even need to aim at replacing professional training?
For example—his own daughter, who had never shown any interest in exercise, had now gotten into working out because of Ring Fit Adventure.
In just one month, she'd miraculously lost three kilograms, despite being soone prone to weight gain.
That might be a modest result in general terms, but for his lazy daughter, it was practically a miracle.
It all started the day Jean received the console and Ring Fit Adventure from Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
That very evening, he brought it ho.
His daughter had just graduated from university and was currently hanging around the house with nothing to do.
When she saw her father co ho with sothing new, she got curious.
Jean booted up Ring Fit Adventure after fiddling with it for a bit. He followed the ga's prompts and gave it a try.
At the ti, his judgnt was clear: totally worthless.
Expecting a simple plastic ring to help people exercise? Sure, the developers had clever ideas, but Jean was a staunch opponent of video gas, so his bias made him imdiately dismiss it.
But then—his daughter got interested.
Jean figured, why not? She was bored anyway, and the ga didn't seem like the kind that would cause addiction.
Even if soone wanted to get addicted, they'd need the stamina to keep up.
So he let her play while he went back to his office to prepare for classes.
After that, he more or less forgot about the whole thing.
His daughter didn't say much to him during that ti. He just went about his usual routine—work, co ho, occasionally nag her to go find a job instead of staying ho all day.
Then, a month later, she appeared in front of him looking like a whole new person.
She was still on the heavier side, but her energy and spirit were completely transford.
It was like she wasn't even the sa person anymore.
The difference between soone before and after getting into fitness is always obvious.
She used to be sluggish and apathetic.
Now, she was full of energy.
And she had lost three full kilograms—sothing she hadn't managed in years.
But that wasn't all—she told him she'd landed a job offer that she was genuinely happy with. One with a salary too good to refuse.
Jean was completely dumbfounded.
He imdiately asked her what had happened.
Proudly, she pulled up her Ring Fit Adventure play log.
Over the past month, she had played and completed the entire ga, burning a huge amount of energy in the process.
She also showed him her social dia account.
Ever since she started using Ring Fit Adventure, she had used its easy sharing system to post daily updates about her workouts.
Thanks to the ga's built-in popularity, she quickly gained attention.
People even began ssaging her, asking for her opinion and recomndations about the ga.
It was a feeling she had never experienced before—a sense of being seen and respected.
She was thrilled. It felt like her life had stepped onto a brand-new path.
She actively engaged with others online, sharing her experiences with Ring Fit Adventure.
Before long, she beca one of the most popular users in the Ring Fit online community.
Her follower count grew every day.
Ordinarily, soone with her body type wouldn't have gotten any attention on social dia.
But Ring Fit Adventure gave her that attention for the first ti in her life—and it felt amazing.
Eventually, she started promoting the ga voluntarily.
Facebook took notice. Seeing her organically promoting the ga and gaining popularity, Gastar's official Facebook account reached out and offered to make her a brand ambassador—with compensation.
Jean's daughter excitedly told him all about how her life had changed.
From her physical transformation to her ntal well-being. And yes—she had landed a job.
Jean could hardly believe it.
But the proof was right in front of him—undeniable.
"But... how is this possible? Are you sure they didn't trick you? They're really offering to pay you to be a brand ambassador?"
His daughter answered with total confidence. She even pulled out a signed contract, mailed directly from Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
Jean examined the contract thoroughly, but couldn't find anything suspicious.
Still, he didn't want to accept it.
And yet, with his daughter's transformation being so real... his argunts felt pointless.
Still, he clung to a theory—maybe Gastar found out who his daughter was and was trying to bribe her to silence him.
But... was it really that simple?
He looked at his daughter, still talking enthusiastically about her transformation. Then he looked back at the TV, showing workout data from the ga.
He suddenly began to question everything.
He didn't even know what kind of expression he should have.
In the end, the only thing he could think to do was go directly to Gastar.
He wanted to hear the truth from them.
"Hello, sir."
"Hi, I'm Jean. I assu you know who I am?"
"Oh, Mr. Jean. Of course, we know you. Please hold a mont—our manager said if you ever called, he'd speak with you personally."
A few minutes later, a male voice ca through the line.
"Mr. Jean, we're very glad you called. How can we help you?"
"I want to ask—did you know who my daughter is?"
"Your daughter?"
The man on the line paused, clearly caught off guard.
What kind of question was that?
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