Chapter 35: The Ideal Type Puzzle and Game Completion

I haven’t fully grasped my own abilities either.

There were things the mysterious game collector explained to me and things they didn’t.

For example, with my body, I knew that I didn’t need sleep, but I didn’t realize my reaction speed had improved.

The same goes for the game skip ability.

There were still many things I hadn’t figured out.

The ability to skip grinding is specific to my ‘self-made’ games.

Once completed, these games weren’t that different from those made by humans.

The coding was clean enough to be beautiful, but it wasn’t incomprehensible.

So, as I continued to use my abilities to make games, one question kept popping up:

What would happen if I created a game using my abilities and then sold the various elements within it?

In theory, I had created a self-made game, after all.

I could endure hunger, but I couldn’t resist my curiosity.

I decided to try it immediately.

The result was… a bit ambiguous.

It worked, but how should I put this?

It was as if it was telling me, “Don’t make this with the intention of ‘selling’ it.”

Like, “This isn’t the purpose of making games.”

It seemed like the ‘sellable’ game was created without any major issues, so I thought it might be okay.

But, well, I only tried it because I was curious. I had no intention of making money from it.

If I wanted to make money, I would have joined a game company. I didn’t go through all this trouble to make games on my own.

At this point, you might think, “Why would you conduct such an experiment if you weren’t interested?”

But it’s the same as doing a major cleaning during exam week—something to understand by comparison.

What am I saying?

It means I was avoiding making the game.

The white Word program was a kind of cosmic horror. It broke down the human mind.

I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I made a call to someone.

The other person picked up quickly.

[Noona?]

“Tell me three characteristics of your ideal type. 3, 2.”

[Someone who treats me well, is sincere, and is hard to understand… Wait. Noona, what is this about?]

“It’s for game development.”

[The visual novel you mentioned earlier? Want me to help?]

“You’ve already been very helpful. I’m sure Inho-ssi is busy with game development, so I’ll hang up now.”

Ding-dong. The call ended, and I crossed my arms.

Something was still missing.

This time, I tried calling someone else for a voice chat.

Messages were no good because I needed time to think. I had to ask sudden questions and get raw answers.

The dial tone rang, and the person picked up.

I fired my question at them without hesitation.

“Tell me three characteristics of your ideal type. 3, 2.”

[…They need to be better at games than me, there should be things I can learn from them, and we need to be able to communicate.]

“Thank you.”

As expected, Pape did well. In such a short time, I got a very meaningful response.

Satisfied, I smiled happily when Pape spoke in a low voice.

[Hey.]

“Go ahead.”

[Do you know I’m broadcasting right now?]

I hadn’t known. I quickly turned on V-TV and saw that nearly 16,000 people were watching.

This was bad.

If this continued, my game would get spoiled…!

“Forget everything you just heard. You know Men in Black, right? One, two.”

[Hey, if you say it like that…]

Ding-dong.

The call ended.

With that, two pieces of the puzzle were solved.

Busy, busy.

Since I had V-TV open, I checked my follow list.

To my surprise, there was a rare mob.

I turned on the broadcast, and fortunately, it was a time for casual chatting.

This made it easy to ask questions.

Han Yurim: Malanmabbak – please tell me three characteristics of your ideal type.

“Suddenly?”

This is why messages don’t work. People need time to think.

Han Yurim: Never mind. From now on, Malanmabbak will not appear in my game.

“That’s not really blackmail… Anyway, ideal type? First, they have to share the same values. If our values don’t match, talking to each other is a waste of time. They also have to be reasonable. If they don’t make good decisions, married life will become exhausting. And for all of this to work, they need to be smart, right?”

Thinking about it, the message didn’t seem so bad.

By giving them time to think, a more detailed explanation came out.

Of course, it was a refined answer, so it wasn’t exactly instinctive, but it was very helpful.

I turned off Mos’s broadcast and began to think.

The last puzzle piece, was it the charm of the protagonist?

There was only one person around me who could tell me that.

[Noona?]

“What kind of person is your ideal type?”

I didn’t give Bunnyrun a time limit. Since she was the only sample, I had to extract as much as possible.

[04….]

At my question, Bunnyrun hesitated and then answered carefully.

[I want someone with a big heart.]

“That’s it?”

[They should also have a caring side, someone who can trigger the protective instincts. It would be nice if they were capable, like a successful career woman. Sometimes, I don’t understand what they’re saying, but when we talk, it makes me feel warm inside. And also—.]

I didn’t need this much, but I suppose she had a lot to say.

I took note of everything Bunnyrun said.

As I listened to her, I got a rough idea of what the game would be like.

[Again.]

“That’s enough.”

[Really? Is it because of the game?]

Maybe it’s been two months since we met. Bunnyrun seemed to understand my intentions exactly.

“Yes. I’ll use it for the game.”

[What kind of game is it?]

“A visual novel.”

[I know. Something like Higurashi When They Cry, right?]

I’d like to give one piece of advice to my fellow otaku. Don’t rush in and say, “Wait, Bunnyrun, you were a fellow otaku?!” after hearing that.

After a few years of doing online broadcasting, there inevitably comes a time when you run out of games to play. That’s why internet streamers end up playing a wide variety of games.

That’s why you’ll often find yourself playing games that make you think, “Is this really popular?”

I can guarantee that the only visual novel Bunnyrun has played is that one.

“Exactly.”

[That sounds fun.]

“The games I make are always fun.”

[Can I watch you make the game?]

“That’s not possible. I’m the type who can’t concentrate if there are other people around. But after I finish, you can come over and hang out.”

[Got it.]

After finishing the call with Bunnyrun, I sent an Anshim Hanwoo 1++ grade BBQ gift set to everyone who helped me.

When you give something, you should receive something in return.

That’s good.

I grabbed the keyboard with a clear mind. Now, the white screen didn’t scare me.

Ding! A message came in.

Who could it be?

I immediately checked.

Lumen: Hey, why didn’t you send me a gift?

It was from Bbangbbangi.

Who sent it so early? Was it Pape?

Han Yurim: It’s the reward for helping with the research. I can’t just give it away.

Lumen: I’ll help you too. You don’t have to give me Hanwoo.

Han Yurim: That’s not possible.

Lumen: Why?

Han Yurim: You know why.

Considering Lumen’s supporter-like attitude, I had to be careful. If I took Lumen’s opinion too literally, it could lead to a result that went against the public.

Lumen: I’m the city-core. The carry line.

Han Yurim: I didn’t say anything.

Lumen: My ideal type is someone who is easy to communicate with, thoughtful, and like a wise wife. Got it?

Han Yurim: I’ll keep that in mind.

It was obvious that Lumen was just listing an ideal type they had overheard somewhere.

But surprisingly, it was helpful. So, people with a supporter-like personality tend to answer like this?

The puzzle that was 100% complete now overflowed, reaching 101%. Now all that was left was to create it.

Since Lumen didn’t want Hanwoo, I sent a Hanwoo Bulgogi Burger set to Bbangbbangi instead and grabbed the keyboard.

The ability to skip grind also applied to writing.

Writing may not seem as grueling as drawing or coding, but it was surprisingly pleasant.

Anyone who has tried writing might agree.

Sometimes the speed of thought doesn’t match the speed of my hands, and it becomes frustrating.

When there’s a delay, the brain stops working.

Just when I try to break through the wall and grab that fleeting insight, I miss it because my hand speed is too slow.

That day’s work ended. I felt so down that I couldn’t do anything.

However, now I didn’t have to go through this anymore.

This was a huge advantage.

It was like one less situation where I could get hit by a truck.

Every time I blinked, the white screen was filled with chunks of text. These were my thoughts.

And it repeated countless times.

The sun set, rose, set again, and rose once more.

A week had passed.

Phew.

I sighed and stretched.

Since the text was all done, now I just had to make the illustrations, backgrounds, music, and modeling.

This part was done quickly, thanks to the many ideas I had in mind.

I looked at the completed game and took out a highball. The flavor was, of course, plum.

The title of the game was Even Repeat Students Need Love. Since it was a game filled with Korean sensibilities, I gave it a Korean-style title.

Is it like a Japanese light novel?

Well, that’s just the nature of the game. I couldn’t help it. But I did try my best.

I quickly checked the game and opened the highball.

There was no problem. Now, I just had to release it.

But before that…

I sent an email to someone.

It was something I could take or leave.

To my surprise, the reply came quickly.

<It’s Gajunsik>

• Han Yurim’s offer to let me play the game early was very intriguing. It’s always a pleasure to try a good game…

Gajunsik gladly accepted my offer.

It seemed he couldn’t resist trying the game early.

Now, with this, the promotion was perfect.