Making a Game in High School

Making a Game in High School
Chapter 35: Too Sweet May Make You Diabetes



Regardless of how I have done it is clear that this library is safe and Sari's wish is awake.


Although he was busy he seemed happy to write down anyone who borrowed the book.


Erna next to me smiled a little.


"Basic monster."


"It's cruel to say that to your friend."


"That's a compliment, then the problem is over."


I only breathed when they left.


"What compliments me when someone says you're a monster" I said softly until a voice hit me on the back.


"What are you doing there? Quickly help me out here too."


Alexia has called me then I can't seem to escape anymore.


After that it was just a small party with canned drinks and pizza. Sari was not tired of constantly thanking us and she said that she would take one new officer later.


Albert rubbed his nose.


"It's not bad to accept the gratitude of a sweet girl, please date me."


"Well, you're definitely a playboy type."


Albert does look like a playboy type but he is honest with his feelings, you should just go out there.


I was about to say that but chose to let the process do its job.


Ms. Nanase leaned near me while patting my head.


"You did a good thing, I should praise you for it."


"Please stop that."


"I'm trying to spoil you."


I honestly don't really need it much more than a girl over 20. I still hesitate to call her a girl after a dozen years.


"Seeing the sight of happy-looking students is something every teacher wants. I'm glad to see it all here."


That is to say he would rather involve himself with something that not most teachers do.


"Supervise your students carefully and then help them with what kind of choices they choose in the future."


"You realized?"


"It is better to decide and regret at the end together, than not to choose at all."


Maybe it was a word taken from an anime or a movie we watched before. I can't remember it.


"As for the mother who has to run the company, can't you do something about it?"


I said it because Ms. Nanase seems to enjoy herself more as a teacher than a gaming entrepreneur.


"Let's think, if I married a game-making expert maybe he could replace me managing the company and I could go back to being a teacher instead of being interesting."


"Wait a minute, why are you looking at me like that? Are you really hoping I propose to you."


"Why yeah? You still don't understand well, geez it's exhausting to face an insensitive man."


Who is Ms Nanase? I've always wondered about that.


Ms. Nanase has a beautiful face with perfect body parts, she is not the type of person who cannot get married at a young age. I'm even sure 10 or two men would have been attracted to her every day and then why would she have chosen to marry me.


The more I think about it, the harder it is to know.


Obviously, there is only one thing I can say.


"I don't like Miss Nanase."


With that I hope he will give up, I am happy that he wants to help me but if I just want to take advantage of him then forget it.


Men mostly set aside love and choose to marry women because of their rich status, it may also be the opposite.


Sometimes women also want to marry a man and divorce after two years or less in order to get a child security deposit, this is not an open secret anymore.


I'm definitely not that type, I just want to live the happiness I really want to achieve. Money can't even replace such little things.


Bu Nanase raised her eyebrows, looking at me intensely.


"You're trying to make me give up, even if you don't like me then I just have to make you fall in love with me."


My heart was suddenly beating so fast and it felt as if the time around me had stopped for some time. Everyone was busy with their conversation. Ms. Nanase has kissed my cheek.


Her thin, slightly moist lips felt there that were capable of bringing something shocking to my heart.


He posed mischievously by closing one of his eyes while one finger he placed on his lips.


"It's just gonna be a secret between the two of us."


Too sweet might make me diabetic.