In the evening.
After dinner, Nao Tsuda watched TV while listening to Aoki Haruhi boast.
When he talked about their trip to Russia and the United States for shooting, Nao Tsuda listened with great interest, occasionally exclaiming in admiration.
"Huh? I didn't expect your trip to be quite exciting."
"Of course." Aoki Haruhi lifted his proud little chin.
However, there was one thing he didn't mention: when he was in Russia, the tour guide recommended a beauty service, and although Aoki Haruhi sternly refused, he felt that mentioning such a thing might damage their relationship as a couple, so it was better to skip it entirely.
It had been about half a month since they left, right?
Nao Tsuda calculated.
"If I had known it was so interesting, I would have gone with you. I've really never touched a gun before," Tsuda said sincerely.
Huh?
Aoki Haruhi was stunned for a moment, looking at the beautiful woman opposite him and her mouth, which was so tempting it made his heart pound.
It was hard to imagine what Nao Tsuda would look like while shooting.
But it would definitely be cool.
"Next time then," Aoki Haruhi said, "It was my first time too."
"But, even though it was my first time touching a gun, the coach said I was very good."
"Wow, that good?" Nao Tsuda gave him a meaningful look.
"What? Looking down on me?"
Aoki Haruhi immediately scrambled up from the sofa, scaring Nao Tsuda, who ran into the bedroom.
"Let's play a shooting game together."
"No way!" Nao Tsuda's face lost its color, she trembled like a flower in the wind, and the moon shone brightly.
"Yes way! I'll show you what a Gun God is!"
With great difficulty, Aoki Haruhi cornered Nao Tsuda on the bed, pouncing like a hungry tiger.
But Nao Tsuda deftly dodged him.
"Damn it! I'm going to show you today!" Aoki Haruhi propped himself up, ready to launch a second attack.
The Gun God never gives up.
Unless he dies, he will fight to the end!
"My period came," Nao Tsuda said with a smile, leaning against the doorframe.
Nani?!
The Gun God was defeated, and the light in his eyes faded.
At this moment, the God of War had lost his desire for victory; there was a pool of blood ahead, making it impossible to attack.
"Ah~ damn it." Aoki Haruhi rolled over on the bed.
But, calculating the time, it seemed it was indeed time.
Whether he could be a Gun God or play shooting game was actually secondary.
What made Aoki Haruhi incredibly frustrated was—
Why, after so many months of effort, was Nao Tsuda's period still so punctual?
Was it because he was no good?!
Aoki Haruhi felt a pang of heartache for his unborn child.
When he turned over, he was facing Nao Tsuda's face.
She stood there, gently holding Aoki Haruhi's head, and leaned down to lightly kiss his forehead.
"Let's try again later, Gun God."
Tsuda covered her mouth and giggled.
Damn it!
Aoki Haruhi was openly mocked.
...
In February, all bugs in the witcher 2 were resolved, and it was ready for release.
So Aoki Haruhi, as usual, invited Hattori Hiroyuki out.
There were no fishing activities in the evening; ever since Aoki Haruhi absolutely crushed Hattori Hiroyuki last time, President Hattori never went fishing with him again.
They simply had some hotpot, which warmed their stomachs in the cold February weather.
"You're becoming more and more frequent, aren't you? Are you going to invite me to dinner every month from now on?"
Hattori Hiroyuki laughed.
"I wish," Aoki Haruhi said, "but game development speed is still limited."
Unless the company expands, adds more staff, and starts multiple projects simultaneously, but then Aoki Haruhi wouldn't have enough energy to guarantee the quality of every game product.
At least for now, Pokeni is still following the high-quality game production route.
After three rounds of drinks, the two of them were deep in conversation.
Seizing the moment, Aoki Haruhi happily asked, "President Hattori, how about after dinner, I have Takashi Kazuma accompany you to a nightclub in Roppongi?"
Hattori Hiroyuki first smiled happily, then his brows furrowed.
"Aoki-san, why don't you go?"
"I..." Aoki Haruhi smiled awkwardly.
"I understand. With a great beauty like Tsuda as your wife, who would want to go to such a place?"
Hattori Hiroyuki laughed, "I'm a family man now, too. I can't be so wild anymore."
Mhm, mhm.
Aoki Haruhi nodded.
So, middle-aged men are returning to their true selves, huh?
"Let me tell you, when people reach middle age, many things don't work anymore. So you must take good care of yourself," Hattori Hiroyuki said with a smile, then put a piece of beef tendon in Aoki Haruhi's bowl.
Aoki Haruhi frowned fiercely, recalling how he failed to be a Gun God yesterday.
But, what was even stranger was why there had been no results after so many months.
In reality, Hattori was talking about himself; as people get older, they can't move as much, so they need to eat more to supplement themselves.
As for Aoki Haruhi, he didn't think about it in that way.
However, there was one thing he found quite strange.
"Haven't you two had a wedding yet?" President Hattori reminded him.
"Hmm, mainly because we're both too busy and haven't been able to find the time," Aoki Haruhi said, bowing his head to eat.
The company business was quite busy now, and they had also traveled around the world.
And Nao Tsuda seemed to be preparing for Moon River's new development plan.
After recruiting the general Producer, they also needed to introduce various equipment, build filming studios, recording studios, and other miscellaneous things, which was quite a lot to deal with for a while.
For Nao Tsuda, Moon River Company was probably a dream of hers; if she could truly make real film and television, the sense of accomplishment would be immense.
So, there seemed to be no time at all.
They didn't even have time to make a baby.
Huh?
Just then, Aoki Haruhi's brow furrowed.
Could it be that because I'm usually too busy with work, both of our physical conditions have problems, leading to no pregnancy?
This definitely needs to be checked out.
Aoki Haruhi thought that they were still so young; if there was really a problem, it wouldn't be good.
"So what game is it this time?" Hattori didn't care much about that. As a President, he understood Aoki Haruhi well; when work gets busy, it really is non-stop.
"The sequel to The Witcher, the witcher 2," Aoki Haruhi said with a smile, then handed the prepared gift box to Hattori Hiroyuki.
He didn't look at it much, placing the gift box aside and focusing on eating his food.
"It's okay, I trust you guys."
Hattori Hiroyuki said.
"Speaking of which, The Witcher seems like a very old work, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it's a 94-year work."
"But the results were quite good."
"It's all thanks to President Hattori. Without your sales channels, we wouldn't have done so well."
Hattori Hiroyuki clicked his tongue.
More than that, he was marveling at how quickly time flew by.
And, back then, this guy sitting in front of him was just a little nobody, and Pokeni was a small company.
Now, it has already grown into a behemoth.
Outsiders might not be very clear about how much Pokeni earned, but for Hattori Hiroyuki, he knew it perfectly.
After all, the final outlet for the game was with him, so every transaction was recorded.
Although he could only count the parts related to Torun's sales, he could roughly estimate Pokeni's income.
Thanks to Pokeni, Torun now earns a lot every year.
Hattori Hiroyuki never thought he would become so rich.
It was as if an invisible hand, in the darkness, pushed Aoki Haruhi, this goose that laid golden eggs, in front of him.
Oh, speaking of which, he also had to thank the Trash Can God.
Perhaps it was the trash can that sent Aoki Haruhi to him.
"This time, I'll still have to trouble President Hattori," Aoki Haruhi bowed slightly.
"Not at all, we are just cooperating with each other."
...
...
Having eaten and drunk their fill, the night was hazy.
The two parted ways at the restaurant entrance; Aoki Haruhi saw Hattori Hiroyuki into his car and waved goodbye.
The driver drove President Hattori away.
Originally, Aoki Haruhi wanted to arrange a few beautiful Miss for him, but President Hattori, with his "righteous and awe-inspiring" demeanor, refused them all.
Thinking about it now, he still felt heartbroken.
But then again, he was at that age, plus he had a tigress at home.
Alas...
Thinking of this, Hattori Hiroyuki couldn't help but sigh.
The Yamada family's Miss didn't actually like him; the union of the two families was merely for the benefit of the group.
Aoki Haruhi was lucky; he could be with the girl he liked.
Honestly, Hattori Hiroyuki envied Aoki Haruhi from the bottom of his heart.
It wasn't that he envied him for marrying a great beauty like Nao Tsuda, but rather that he envied his youth and his ability to still have love.
It sounded a bit sour, and also a bit literary and sentimental, but that's what Hattori Hiroyuki thought.
Love.
What a sarcastic word, yet it was something he had never experienced in his life.
The car drove for a while.
The driver pulled over.
Looking at the brightly lit trash can outside, Hattori Hiroyuki fell into a moment of hesitation.
Should he give it a try?
If he didn't throw it into the trash can, would the witcher 2 still sell well?
Was the trash can not just his psychological effect?
Hattori Hiroyuki hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to take the risk, so he gently lifted his hand.
the witcher 2 disc was thrown into the trash can.
"Let's go."
Why go against money?
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, feeling a strange chill, always wondering if the President had experienced a momentary struggle within himself just now?
...
game is like life.
You never know what the future holds, and you never know what Pokeni's next game will be.
Just when players thought Pokeni would only release Pokémon all year, an advertisement for The Witcher suddenly burst out.
The Producer of The Witcher: Devil's Egg was changed from Shinji Mikami to Miyazaki Hidetaka, and the script was still by Gen Urobuchi.
Miyazaki Hidetaka is skilled at using more dynamic and intelligent monster designs, creating immersive works that fit the atmosphere.
Urobuchi Gen's script style itself leans towards dark and oppressive, and Old Thief Miyazaki pushed this sense of fear and eeriness to the extreme.
Since its inception, The Witcher game series has had a different art style from Pokeni's other games.
Naturally, it had to be darker and more tragic; the only constant might be the sense of healing it conveyed.
...
The Witcher: Devil's Egg PV broadcast:
Dark screen.
Bloody battlefield.
The wind whistled through the tattered banners, making mournful sounds.
"This is a world full of slaughter and war."
"A world where the strong prey on the weak."
"A world like hell, with no end, only despair."
...
In the darkness, a hand, veins bulging, clutched a strange ball of flesh.
In the center of the fleshy ball was a strange pattern that looked like a human eye.
"Demons Egg, legend says it's the seed laid by a demon; after being parasitic, one can inherit the demon's power."
In the image, a silhouette of a man kneels sideways on the ground, covering his neck with his hand, while in front of him stands a terrifying creature, high above him, yet resembling a demon.
He holds a ball of flesh in his hand.
Some slender tentacles extend from the outside of the ball.
In the next scene, the person who swallowed the Demons Egg turned into a terrifying Demon Warrior.
"The kingdom existed because of demons, and was destroyed because of demons."
The king was stabbed to death on his throne, but his crown was held high by a demon.
The entire picture was distorted, emphasizing a wild and untamed yet infinitely terrifying feeling.
"Who saves the world, the demon hunter, or the demon itself?"
In the final scene, a man with a terrifying appearance, like a demon, stands on the city wall, holding a laurel wreath in both hands, placing it on his head.
The camera rotates, then passes through his body, coming to the front.
The terrifying face is hidden in the darkness, melting into flames.
The flames burn from the large screen into words:
"The Witcher 2: Demon Egg"
...
After the preceding CG, the PV showed live gameplay footage:
A warrior, holding a Claymore, dressed in a black battle robe, with a huge and terrifying wound on his chest, was fighting enemies.
The entire game was from a top-down perspective, and exciting combat content could be seen in the game.
The Witcher: Devil's Egg's combat system not only retained the classic elements of the series but also brought new experiences through innovation, arguably offering the best combat experience in the series.
The new character's control method was refreshing; the level design and types of monsters far exceeded the previous work.
Whether it was the magnificent combat performance, the tense and exciting plot, or the character designs, everything emphasized high quality.
...
[Brand new 3D production.
Top-down game masterpiece.
In the witcher 2, you will experience exhilarating combat.
Excellent graphics.
Three-dimensional and exquisite character models.
Super powerful and cool game effects.
An extraordinary combat experience.
And a grand, epic story.]
[The Witcher: Devil's Egg will be released on March 15th, please look forward to it.]
the witcher 2 has changed platforms; it's no longer a game made on MD, but has become a Sony PS game. In terms of graphics quality, character design, and overall combat fluidity, there's been a significant improvement.
Most importantly, this is Pokeni's first time using 3D models, yet the game is made from a top-down perspective.
In other words, this game is more akin to the mode of Diablo 3 in its previous life.
...
The world still doesn't know the power of the Miyazaki Hidetaka + Gen Urobuchi combination.
However, Aoki Haruhi has deeply experienced it, and feels genuine fear.
Tremble, world!
Let me show you what it's like to experience Old Thief Miyazaki plus the Warrior of Love!
If you don't become a god, you become a ghost!
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