The scene opens up to a neighborhood road, cherry blossom leaves had fallen onto it. Two bikes soon roll up.

???: All right, one final spurt!

???2: I don't know why the hell you're so gungho.

???: Oh, come on, Y/N, we're supposed to be delivering newspapers!

Y/N: (sigh) Yeah, yeah. Let's just get this over with, Tomoya.

The two then race down the road onto their bikes. It wasn't until a gust of wind blew over them, carrying many cherry blossom leaves as well as a peculiar item. It was a white hat. A bonnet to be specific.

Tomoya and Y/N take notice of it and stop their bikes. Tomoya, the glasses wearing boy, gets off and picks it up. The two then look to the top of the road to see a girl, holding her hair as she gazes down at the two boys. Tomoya's eyes widen as Y/N just stares at his cousin with a deadpan look.

Tomoya: (thoughts) One spring day...I came face to face with my destiny.

(A/N): Cue the damn opening!

Present Day

In the Aki household, Tomoya wakes up to his alarm clock. Snoozing it, he gets up at five AM. In his room were filled with anime related items. Anime girl figurines, posters, manga, light novels, the things that make an otaku an otaku. However, Tomoya was passionate about it.

The black haired boy puts on his glasses and puts his phone in his back pocket, which had an anime girl on the phone case. As Tomoya was about to grab the door handle, it busted open by someone with black hair and blue eyes.

Y/N: Tomoya, get your ass up!

Y/N looks around the room to see no one there.

Y/N: Huh? Where the hell did he go now?

He then hears groaning, opening the door to see Tomoya had been smacked right in the face by said door Y/N had opened.

Y/N: (rubs back of head) Oops...s-sorry. Heh heh.

The two then leave the house, Tomoya and Y/N getting on bikes with stacks of newspapers in their baskets. The two then rode their bikes down the rode, tossing the newspapers.

Tomoya: Good morning mister!

Man: Oh, Tomoya-kun, Y/N. You guys are delivering papers now?

Y/N: You can blame him. He dragged me into it.

Man: Well, what happened to your other jobs?

Tomoya: I still work at the video game store and the restaurant.

Y/N: And I'm still a writer. Just the process has been slow.

Tomoya: We've just taken on a morning job as well now.

Y/N: (mutters) You dragged me into this.

Man: (smiles) You two sure are hard workers. Isn't it hard to balance school with all those jobs?

Y/N: Not really.

Tomoya: We'll manage. After all, I've given myself a goal to pursue now. So I've got no time to hang around and dawdle! See you! C'mon, Y/N!

Y/N: I'm coming.

As the two rode off, the man simply looks at them, the smile still on his face as he shakes his head.

Man: What anime's that boy hooked on this time? Not only that, I'm looking forward to Y/N's next installment.

Timeskip

Having finished with their morning jobs, the two were now headed to their high school. Toyogasaki Private Academy.

At the school, a girl with blue eyes and blonde hair, her hair tied into twin tails. Her twin tails were tied by two black ribbons. She was currently gazing at a board filled with student names. She was currently looking for her own.

She glances to the right to see two names. Those being Tomoya Aki and Y/N L/N.

Suddenly, a person behind her catches her attention.

Girl 1: Good morning, Sawamura-san.

Girl 2: (runs up to two) Good morning.

Sawamura: Oh, how are you, Ishimaki-san? And you too, Satomi-san?

Soon, many other girls start to call out to her, giving her greetings and kind words. This is Eriri Spencer Sawamura, one of the most popular students in the school.

She gives a bright smile to them.

Girl 1: Hey, look at that. We're all in Class G.

Eriri: O-Oh, we are too. Let's have a good year together, then.

However, she was disappointed, wanting to be in the same class as Tomoya and Y/N.

Everyone else around her soon gasps as everyone stops talking. Eriri then looks to where everyone else was looking, seeing another girl walk onto the campus. Her hair was mid-back length hair that was colored black with small hues of purple. She also had scarlet red eyes and a white hairband.

She walked by everyone, not paying attention to them as she was reading a book. Eriri couldn't help but scowl at said girl, but the girl wasn't paying attention.

In Class 2-B

Y/N was standing over Tomoya, who was busy drawing something.

Y/N: Tomoya, hurry up. We're going to miss the entrance ceremony.

Soon, a classmate of theirs walk up to them.

Boy: Hey, Tomoya! Y/N!

Y/N: Osu.

Tomoya: Yoshihiko, is it?

Yoshihiko: Looks like we're in the same class again this year!

Tomoya: I'm a tad busy at the moment. Please don't bother me.

Yoshihiko: Oh, please. With what? You doing a winter anime roundup? (looks to Y/N) Seriously, what is he doing?

Y/N: (shrugs) Don't ask me.

Yoshihiko: (looks to Tomoya) Are you reviewing March's light novels?

Tomoya: I finished all of that ages ago. I get anime reviews out of the way within 24 hours of the finale's airing, light novels within three days of publishing, and games within a week of release. It's my mission to post useful, spoiler-sorted news for anyone to see and enjoy.

Yoshihiko: (looks to Y/N) How are you not like this?

Y/N: Hey, I may be an otaku, but I'm not as dedicated as him.

Yoshihiko: (looks to Tomoya) All you big shot bloggers sure talk differently. What are you working on now, then?

Tomoya: (pushes up glasses) What you see here is a mission of the utmost importance.

Y/N: Hmm? How come you never told me? You always tell me this kind of stuff.

Tomoya: It is an epic project worth putting the beginning of my new otaku life into.

Yoshihiko: Oh! Y/N, take a look at this!

Y/N: What is it? (looks out window) Eh...

Yoshihiko: Hey, check it out, Tomoya!

Tomoya: What kind of friend and cousin asks a question and then ignores the answer!?

Yoshihiko: Look, it's Sawamura-san!

Y/N: Eriri, huh? (thoughts) She's more of a pain in the ass, that's what.

Yoshihiko: Eriri Spencer Sawamura. Half-Japanese, wealthy, and daughter of an English diplomat. Plus, she's the art club's super ace, being accepted into the municipal art exhibition right after enrolling here!

Tomoya: Why are you getting so excited about her now?

Y/N: I'll say. She's a pain in the ass.

Yoshihiko: Man, she sure has become a lot cuter now that she's a second-year.

Tomoya: You still haven't let go of 3D girls?

Y/N: Tomoya, you haven't let go of 2D girls.

Tomoya: You should know they are superior. (to Yoshihiko) Even after my efforts through all of first year to get you fixate on 2D girls.

Yoshihiko: What are you saying, you idiot? That's exactly it! She's a fair skinned half-Japanese! She's sporting blonde hair in twintails. And she's wearing thigh-highs!

Y/N: Well, I do agree with thighs.

Yoshihiko: She's a moe heroine with ticks in every box on the 2D checklist!

Tomoya: You're the idiot.

Y/N: (thoughts) You both are idiots.

Tomoya: 3D girls are way too much trouble.

Small Timeskip

Yoshihiko: Hey, Tomoya, Y/N, aren't you guys coming to the opening ceremony?

Y/N: Yeah.

Tomoya: (grabs Y/N by uniform collar) No you're not. Sorry, we'll catch up with you later.

Y/N: (dejected look) Why do I let you drag me around?

After dragging Y/N away, Tomoya and Y/N were walking down the hall and find Eriri opening her locker. She has a smile present on her face as she picks up what seems to be a manga.

Tomoya: That was careless, Eriri. It's not like you to let a limited-edition pass you by.

She looks to the voices with an irritated look. Tomoya stood at the end of the hallway with Y/N leaning up against the wall, hands in his pockets.

Tomoya: Well, online retailers did stop taking orders quite a while ago. Be grateful I placed orders at all the shops selling exclusives as soon as they started taking pre--

Eriri: Haven't I told you two not to speak to me at school?

Y/N: I wasn't even talking to you. You should know that Tomoya always drags me around.

Eriri: Then why do you allow it?

Y/N: ...You know, I ask myself that question every time and I can never seem to find the answer.

Tomoya: (to Eriri) That's what you have to say to the guy who lugged five 1.8kg boxes around Akiba for you on release day?

Y/N: If I remember correctly, I carried more than you.

Eriri: I let you guys take the bonus wall scroll, didn't I? You should be thanking me.

Y/N: You let Tomoya take it. I didn't give a damn.

Eriri: Anyway, why did you come over to Class G? Y/N, I know Tomoya dragged you over here.

Y/N: Yep.

Eriri: You guys are in Class B, aren't you?

Tomoya: (surprised) You know what class we're in? They were only announced today.

Y/N: You should now that everyone scans the whole board to find their name, right?

Eriri: (blushes) If that's all you guys came to say, I'm leaving!

Y/N: Whatever, I never wanted to come here anyway. See ya.

Tomoya: (grabs Y/N's collar) Hey, wait! I have something important to discuss.

Eriri: The opening ceremony is about to start.

Tomoya: It's now or never. Please.

Eriri blushes a deep red before listen to what he had to say.

Eriri: So?

Tomoya: Didn't I tell you?

Eriri: For what?

Tomoya: For the ultimate dating sim that we're going to make!

Y/N: Hold on, back up. Why the hell am I in this?

Tomoya: I need someone to help me write the script.

Eriri: And how exactly does someone arrive at such a nonsensical, stupid, and downright pathetic idea?

Y/N: Well, dating sims aren't really the things to be looking for right now. It's more along the lines of a light novel or manga. Hell, the Metronome in Love is the shit right now.

Tomoya: I'm glad you asked! You see, I had this life-changing event last week!

Y/N: You mean the one run-in encounter with that girl? Dude, you never even asked for her name.

Tomoya: Ssshh! I felt the hand of something at work that day. It may have been fate, or a divine revelation!

Eriri: (uninterested) Did you now?

Tomoya: It's amazing, isn't it!? It's just like in a girls' manga or a romantic anime! Or even a moe light novel or a dating sim prologue!

Y/N: Yeah, it's not really amazing. If anything, it sounds cliche.

Eriri: Yeah, sounds like something well worn out I've seen a million times.

Y/N: Right?

Tomoya: (sweat drops) Well, winning formulas work because people love them. So I just had to express what I felt at that moment.

Eriri: You were able to base a game on this chance encounter you had with that girl?

Tomoya: When I saw her, game dialogue, visuals, and music started flooding through my mind. That's how I knew. (shaking and rubbing himself) The only way to depict this story is with a game!

Y/N: Or make a goddamn book out of it. And would you quit shaking like that? It's creeping me out. How am I even related to you?

Eriri: That's not what I meant. How about instead, you find her and tell her how you feel?

Y/N: Huh? But don't you like him, Eri--

Eriri: Shut up, Y/N!

Tomoya: Eh? Why would I profess feelings to some 3D girl?

Both Y/N and Eriri scratch their heads in annoyance.

Eriri: And so you want to drag me into your little masturbatory fantasy because...why exactly?

Tomoya: (smiles) Because you're the best illustrator we know of!

Y/N: The illustrator who draws perverted and ecchi scenes. When were you this lewd? Wet dreams of Tomo--

Eriri: (slaps Y/N) Shut up!

Tomoya: By day, you may be the star of the Toyogasaki Art Club, Eriri Spencer Sawamura. But by night, you're a member of "Egoistic Lily," the super-popular 18+ doujin circle, Eri Kashiwagi!

Using her pigtails, Eriri starts to slap Tomoya with them while Y/N stands off to the side, deadpanning.

Y/N: (thoughts) At the end of the day...she always hits Tomoya with her pigtails.

Eriri: For goodness sake! How many times have I told you not to utter that name on school grounds!?

Tomoya: You're in it, right!? You're in, right, Eriri!?

Eriri: As if, moron!

Y/N: I mean, I wouldn't say moron, more along the lines of, dumbass.

Tomoya: You promised me back when we were in elementary school! Y/N, don't you remember!?

Y/N: Did she? Hmm...nope! Not a clue!

Flashback, Tomoya's Memories

Tomoya, Y/N, and Eriri were walking down their school hallway in elementary school.

Tomoya: I'm definitely gonna become president of a game company one day! And when I do, I'll come hire you and Y/N!

Y/N: I don't care.

Eriri: I'll await that day for as long as it takes! I'm gonna be your company's artist, Tomo-kun!

Tomoya: Eriri...

Eriri: Tomo-kun...

Flashback End

Y/N: Ahh...now I remember...yeah, that was stupid.

While Y/N nonchalantly responded, Eriri was a blushing mess, screaming in Tomoya's face. Once again, she was slapping Tomoya with her pigtails.

Eriri: As if elementary school kids would make a promise that specific and mundane!

Tomoya: We did! I swear we did!

Y/N: Yeah, you did.

Eriri: If you're that hung up on doing it, why don't you just do the illustrations and scenario yourself!? Isn't that the doujin way!?

Tomoya: It wouldn't work. I couldn't depict that girl's beauty with my skills in a million years.

Eriri: (pouts) Was she really that cute?

Y/N: Fufufu.~ Is someone jealou--

Before Y/N could finish his sentence, he was cut off as Eriri had sucker punched him in a comically manner. Y/N falls to the ground, unconscious.

Tomoya: The scene is still seared into my eyes. She wore a white one-piece dress and a white beret. That fleeting glimpse of her standing atop the hill, colored by cherry blossoms dancing in the breeze...

Eriri: That doesn't tell me a damn thing about what she looks like. You don't remember what she looks like, do you?

Tomoya: Of course I do! My expressive ability just isn't good enough to depict that perfect image! To even attempt would demean her. That's why I need the power of your illustrations!

The blonde girl wasn't listening as she tore the page out of Tomoya's notebook. This causes the glasses boy to freak out. She then proceeds to crush it into a ball, tossing it as it hit's Y/N's unconscious body.

Eriri: Anyway, Tomoya...your way of thinking is warped in the first place.

Tomoya: I never expected to hear that from a pornographic doujinshi artist.

Eriri: You say this is a project of passion but then you foist a key element of it off onto someone else. That tells me you aren't serious about this at all. You're just a con man claiming to be a producer who just wants to kick back and enjoy the profits.

Tomoya: I'm nothing like those half-hearted types! I have drive and passion! And I'm overflowing with ideas! I'm the only man who can bring this project proposal to fruition!

Now waking up, Y/N yawns as he stretches.

Y/N: Damn...that was a pretty good nap.

Eriri: Wow, all those ideas you're overflowing with fit on that scrap of paper, huh?

Y/N: What's happening?

Eriri: "The protagonist meets a mysterious, beautiful girl. The two flirt a little and then share a joyous kiss. The end."

Y/N: Ah, the classic romance troupe. Never gets old.

Eriri: Your idea that only you can bring to fruition fits in a single line.

Tomoya: Ahh! Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Y/N: (thought) Kami-sama...please help me. I'm surrounded by idiots.

Eriri: Later.

Tomoya: Wait, Eriri! Give me one more chance! Just listen to what I have to say once more!

Eriri: ...There's nothing more to say.

Tomoya: We'll be waiting in the AV room after school.

Y/N: Huh!? But I still have to work on my manuscript!

Eriri: It's too late to be saying that now, Tomoya.

Eriri walks away as Y/N only looks between the two. He sighs and shakes his head, heading towards the auditorium for the opening ceremony.

In Auditorium

Principle: And now for the presentation of the top prize for last month's mock exam.

Yoshihiko: You seem depressed.

Y/N: Oh, you know, the usual. Him getting rejected, the works.

Yoshihiko: Ah, sounds about right.

Tomoya: Not quite. (pushes up glasses) But I will admit that I am now facing a huge crisis.

Principle: Utaha Kasumigaoka-san of Class 3-C.

As Tomoya begins to rant, everyone looks to the person the principle had said, the people clapping. But, something about her had captured something about Y/N. Her beauty being one of the factors.

Yoshihiko: Wow, look, Tomoya.

Tomoya: Yoshihiko, you asked me a question and then ignored me.

Yoshihiko: Check it out, it's Kasumigaoka-senpai!

The two look at the upperclassmen, the girl sleeping before the classmate beside her wakes her up.

Yoshihiko: Utaha Kasumigaoka, the smartest girl in school. She's held her position as top of her class for a year as Y/N was top of the class in our first year. Always lost in her own world...she's always nodding off in class and never does her homework. But I hear even the teachers can't touch her.

As Y/N stared at her, Utaha looked in his direction. A look of competition appeared in both their eyes. The two would always butt heads in school as they had the highest grades in the school.

Though they respected each other both as writers as they had the same editor and publisher.

Tomoya: You've never seen any of this for yourself, so stop pretending you know what you're talking about.

Yoshihiko: She sure is pretty, though.

Y/N: I mean, you're not wrong.

Yoshihiko: She's one of the top two beauties of Toyogasaki Academy. It's not for nothing to that they say Sawamura is the light side to Kasumigaoka's dark side.

Tomoya: I wouldn't even be putting those two in the same sentence if I were you.

Yoshihiko: But Kasumigaoka-senpai has long, dark hair, big boobs, and black stockings! Don't you think she's a moe heroine neck and neck with Sawamura-san?

Tomoya: I'm telling you, those are two books you don't want to judge by their covers.

Y/N: He's just asking to get killed.

Yoshihiko: But I have to say, it's weird that I never see either of them with guys despite how sought-after they are. Do they just hide them away somewhere? Or is it perhaps that they hate guys?

Y/N: Don't ask us.

Tomoya: (blushes) Don't ask us.

Yoshihiko: True, talking about it with Mr. 2D-only isn't going to help me. You understand me, right, Y/N?

Y/N: Well, I'm certainly not into 2D girls.

After the ceremony was over, Kasumigaoka had confined herself to the roof, reading a book. The door opens to both Y/N and Tomoya walking through the door to the roof.

Tomoya: I had a feeling we'd find you here.

Y/N: I mean, this is where we both confine ourselves to write our manuscripts for our books.

Tomoya: You haven't had lunch yet, have you?

The glasses wearing boy places a brown bag on the bench next to her, Y/N near the door as he was leaning up against the wall. She hadn't responded to any of Tomoya's responses.

Tomoya: Mind if I join you?

Utaha: ...

The dark haired girl crosses her legs, Tomoya sitting down anyway. Y/N then sits on the next bench next to the one the two were sitting at, taking off his bag as he takes out his pencil and manuscript out.

As Y/N writes away, Utaha kicks Tomoya's leg.

Tomoya: Oh, right.

Y/N's cousin digs into the bag, taking out a bread and taking it out of the wrapper, handing it to the girl.

Tomoya: Here.

She takes it, her fingers coming in contact with Tomoya's. He wiggles his hands away quickly, flustered from the contact of skin. The girl begins to eat, the sounds only of her chewing and Y/N's pencil writing away.

Utaha: Sho...

Tomoya: "Sho"?

Utaha: (mouth full) Oo ane doo azg bu zumding, ite?

Y/N: (not looking up) Don't talk with your mouth full.

Tomoya: Yeah, sorry, I can't hear a word you're saying.

She then takes the juice box from Tomoya's hand, drinking it and licking the remnants off her fingers from the delicacy.

Utaha: So, you both came to ask me something, right?

Y/N: Not really. He just dragged me along.

Utaha: How's your story coming along?

Y/N: I'm already behind schedule as a certain someone kept me from writing it.

Utaha: (to Tomoya) That's the only reason you would have the gall to show your face to the girl you've long cast aside, isn't it?

Tomoya: Don't say things that will give people the wrong impression!

The glasses wearing boy then begins to explain his proposal, Y/N still writing away. While she was listening, she'd glance towards what Y/N was doing from time to time.

Tomoya: So what do you think of my project proposal? I've never written one before, so I'd appreciate any advice you have to offer. I also have an even bigger favor to ask of you.

Y/N: Dumb and pointless.

Utaha had been handed his proposal, her reading it as she listened to Tomoya ramble on. She then starts to crumple the paper up, Tomoya gasping in surprise and horror.

Utaha: Rubbish to rubbish. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.

Y/N: I told him he should've scrapped the idea.

Tomoya: I poured my heart and soul into that!

Utaha: Listen, Rinri-kun. (Mr. Ethical)

Tomoya: (sadly) It's Tomoya.

Y/N: I don't think she cares at the moment.

Utaha: This misguided passion of yours, this woefully ill-advised naivete, and even your wildly misplaced tenacity aren't without their charms.

Tomoya: Aren't those all slightly different ways of saying the exact same thing?

Utaha: But I can offer no counsel to something I find undeserving.

Tomoya: It's that bad?

Y/N: I said it once before!

Utaha: As a project proposal I'd give it a score of zero. All I see is a confused mess of elements I've seen elsewhere. You could easily tell where you found the idea for any part of this story. And what's worse, it's so bad that it doesn't even compare to the works you've ripped it from.

As she said this, Tomoya would hurt on the inside, Y/N laughing at his cousin's misfortune.

Y/N: But damn, you're cruel. You remind me of a certain ice queen.

(A/N) Eh? Eh? Eh!? Anyone know!?

Utaha: The more of this I read, the more I can do nothing but sigh.

Tomoya: It's that terrible!?

Utaha: Anyway, I'm busy at the moment. I don't have time to join you with your whimsical "production house" games.

She gets up from the bench, walking towards the door to head back inside as Y/N grabs his stuff.

Tomoya: This isn't just a whim!

She pauses as her eyes widen.

Tomoya: I've always wanted to make a game. I've always wanted to get closer to the creators I've admired, even if just a little. Utaha-senpai, remember what you once told me? That I may or may not have what it takes to be a game creator!

Y/N: You said that to him? Well, I guess he does have some hope after all.

Utaha: I said that, did I? (deadpan) You know, that sounds like something I'd just say in an attempt to be polite.

Y/N: I wouldn't be surprised.

Tomoya: To me, those words were the one ray of hope for someone damned to live in this cruel world! The smartest student in the history of Toyogasaki Academy, Utaha Kasumigaoka, is in fact...writer of a series with over 500,000 copies sold, Metronome in Love. Super-popular high-school author, Utako Kasumi!

Utaha: Are you forgetting that your own cousin is another one of the smartest students here and is under the pen name of "Akira Makabe"?

Y/N: Well, at least I'm not a lewd drawer.

Utaha: (to Tomoya) And because you know that, you of all people should understand how busy Y/N and I are.

Y/N: Yet he still bugs me and I let him. Man, why do I let him? I always end up going into crunch time.

Tomoya: I heard that you're starting on a new series. Congratulations!

Y/N: You congratulate her and not me?

Utaha: (looks to Y/N) You're starting a new one?

Y/N: Trying to anyway. That's what I've been trying to write this whole time.

Utaha: (looks to Tomoya) Thank you. Now goodbye.

Tomoya: But still, give me one more chance! Please, just listen to what I have to say once more! We'll be waiting in the AV room after school!

Her footsteps then recede as Y/N had finished packing up his things, Y/N looking towards his cousin. Tomoya stared off into the distance, a determined look on his face.

Y/N: (sigh) You always were a stubborn one.

Timeskip-End of Day, Class B

Tomoya: That's it. (rips page out of notebook) It's done!

Y/N: You just wasted a perfectly good page of notebook paper.

Tomoya: Just you wait Eriri, Utaha-senpai!

Tomoya starts to run out of the room happily, Y/N sighing as he starts to walk out and follow him. As the two walk down the steps to head to the AV room, the two heard a voice behind them.

???: Aki-kun. Hasumi-sensei wants you to go to the faculty room. It sounds like she wants you to take some class materials to the AV room.

Y/N: Coincidence. We were just heading there. Wait a minute...aren't you...?

Tomoya: (pushes up glasses) Sorry, but at the present moment, I cannot. I have something else that I have absolutely must do immediately.

???: Oh, okay. I'll go tell her you said no, then.

Tomoya: Sorry. You can tell her I'll come in early tomorrow to do it.

???: All right, I will.

Y/N: (rubbing chin) I could've sworn you looked familiar...

Tomoya: See ya.

???: Oh, and by the way.

Tomoya: What is it now?

???: Thanks for earlier.

Tomoya: For what?

Y/N: Now I remember!

???: You picked my hat up for me over spring break, remember? The white beret.

Tomoya: Did I, now? I don't remember.

Y/N: Are you fucking kidding me!?

???: I suppose that's unsurprising. It was several days ago. See you.

Tomoya: Yeah, see you tomorrow.

Y/N: (deadpan) You are such an idiot right now...

The glasses boy then finally perks up, finally remembering the faithful day. Y/N sighs as he heads to the AV room.

In the AV Room

Eriri Spencer Sawamura waited outside the AV room, lightly blushing. She then opens the door and leans up against it.

Eriri: Just because I came, doesn't mean I plan to get on board, got it? I only came to hear you out so I could still sleep without thinking I'd left you out here all night.

Utaha: That's a laudable sentiment, Sawamura-san.

The blonde girl blushes as she gazes at the dark haired girl that was in the room, who was reading the same book when she was on the roof.

Utaha: But I'm afraid I don't have anything prepared for you to hear out.

Eriri: Utaha Kasumigaoka!?

Utaha: Would you mind not calling me by my full name, Sawamura Spencer Eriri-san?

Eriri: What are you doing here?

Utaha: (glances slightly) What a coincidence, Sawamura-san. I was just about to ask you that very same question.

Eriri: Wait, you weren't asked to come here by Tomoya, were you?

Utaha: I did have a nagging suspicion when he said he wanted to make a game, but I can't believe he had you in mind for character designs.

Eriri: What's that fool thinking, asking a gloomy girl like you to do scenario writing?

Y/N: She's not the only one doing the scenario writing.

The two look to the voice, it being Y/N, who was leaning up against the wall.

Eriri: And what are you going here?

Y/N: Isn't it obvious?

Utaha: Nice of you to finally show up Y/N. Or should I say, Akira-kun.

Eriri: Akira? It can't be...

Y/N: Allow me to reintroduce myself. My pen name...Akira Makabe. (bows) At your service. Also, if you were going to play that card, is it really wise to entrust the illustrations to you?

Utaha: Yes. A delinquent sham of a proper young lady who puts up a perfect appearance despite being rotten to the core?

Eriri: Who are you two calling a delinquent!? You two should start dating!

Y/N: Well, we did try that.

Utaha: It didn't really work out in some things.

Y/N: Now that I look back at it, those arguments were really stupid. True, she may be a gloomy person...

Utaha: But at least I am true to myself, unlike you.

Eriri: Anyway, I hope you're not getting on board just because that idiot asked you to, you loner!

Y/N: Will you stop being a tsundere and say you like--

Eriri: (punches Y/N's gut) Shut up!

Utaha: You're not one to talk, seeing as how you're doing exactly the same thing.

Eriri: I only came here to stop him!

Y/N: (strained) You should know...that there's...no stopping him...once he sets his mind on something.

Eriri: That crazy project of his has no hope at all of working out!

Utaha: Couldn't you have stopped him by simply not showing up and letting the project fall apart?

Eriri: I'm out of here.

Utaha: Okay. Goodbye.

Eriri: Don't tell you two are going to stay? Are you really buying that absurd story of his?

Y/N: I mean, it is true. I was with him that day.

Utaha: I don't see how that is any of your concern.

The two girls stare at each other, Utaha being as calm as usual while Eriri grits her teeth, her tsundere act showing.

Y/N looks between the two before he sighs.

Y/N: What the hell have I gotten myself into to?

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And that was the first chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it!

This was originally going to be released in March, but moved it up and all that stuff, yada yada. I decided that I would only release a new book when one book is completed. While the first chapter may have been posted, I'm going to wait till my Oregairu is book is finished. Of course, there are still some books that are going to be released depending on how short they are and how often I can write the chapters.

Books with long chapters such as these, take at least one or two weeks to write. So in conclusion, the next chapter won't be posted until my Oregairu book is finished. This first chapter is kinda like a test run, to see how many people will like this.

Anyway, stay safe out there.

-okami