Kono Sekai ga Game da to, Ore dake ga Shitte Iru

'At noon, that bald guy brought another job he wasn't planning on doing. Now I tell you to type in the problem you're going to use for Riddle Quest.

Work is still accumulating. Besides, the cause is the extra work this bald guy brought before. Besides, I'm not kidding about doing another job.

I just thought I'd say no, "Hey. Game production is collective work, and even if you're wasted on one person right now, you're in trouble. 'Cause the problem's already worked out, right? Ask everyone but you to twist your head for hours, possibly decades, come on. You're not in, so I don't think you'd be proportionate if you didn't at least have this done enough to wake up to the event, but are you someone who doesn't feel that kind of pride of conscience at all? Look, you know, you can type on orders, so you can do this right away, right? Everyone tried so hard to get this far, but I didn't want to get more work just by myself, so I said no..." and they say a nectar, flying my way through the smell and spit of a mixture of hair conditioning, sweat and aging odor. Really, it didn't stop.

Indeed, if we limit ourselves to simple typing tasks that do not require us to consider the content to be typed in, very few conversion errors will occur if we enter orders, and most importantly, they are faster. That's right. I still use keyboards. A few times faster than this old man who uses antiques, or dozens of times faster if he's bad. The input ends.

If the contents are already made, it shouldn't take long to work. It's a shame to ride this guy's thoughts, but it's a waste of time arguing like this. It would be quicker to just take it on and get it over with.

... What a thought, now that I think about it, was a failure.

A bald man once back at his desk brought as a delight a cardboard box that isn't big but looks heavy when he does. Inside there is a lot of paper and magazines (?) is put all the way in, and every single one of them says something that looks like a quiz.

I shuddered that you wouldn't tell me this was all about Riddle Quest, but that wasn't true.

This is what it looks like when you recreate the conversation at this time.

"Hey, wait a minute! What, this amount?

"Guys, I did my best, so hey. Yeah, I'm really blessed to have a good staff."

Lizards grinning slightly as they teeter their heads.

"No, I'm not talking about that anywhere! This, maybe more than a hundred questions?!

"Shh, shh, shh! Digits are different, you know. Digits."

Lizards waving their fingers deliberately while making sounds like calling a little bird.

"He said the digits are different at 100... No way, you're not telling me you have a thousand questions, are you?

"No, I'm sorry! Too bad! But unfortunately, even more so!

My wolf is too much fun and my face is greasy bald.

"What?"

"So... kara, even more times! Twice 2,000, 2,000 questions, Kimmy!

Baldness vibrating the flesh of your belly in intense motion.

"To... hey, hey, I can do that wack..."

"Hey, even if I could just see your face, did I try my best? Then I'll leave the rest to you, my ace programmer! Phew!"

Lizards skipping away with strange noises coming out of their mouths.

"Lies, you know..."

"Phew, phew, phew, phew!

... and it was like that.

Yeah, already, I'm getting angry just remembering. I wish I didn't have that bald hair root left to die!!

Even if you try evil things like that, you'll have to do more than you've undertaken, and if you don't move on, you won't have less work to do. The specifications of the Riddle Quest itself had been determined, and it was easy to frame the quest simply by allowing it to be diverted from similar quests. However, all the deficiencies in the contents of the riddle given at the heart are noticeable.

I just let it be shared with all the staff, and its content is a thousand different. Obviously just a whole copy of the quiz book (there was a script name in the margin of the page. At least turn it off there!), objects that apparently purposefully printed out what they wrote in data once (don't bother printing them and just drop them in with data), on the contrary, objects that are surprisingly written in fine writing on a hand-written burner (awesome and hard to read), and, extremely, whether they didn't have a piece of paper on hand, somehow replaced a porn book with a notepad, and even objects that are writing problems with a signature pen on top of a picture of a naked woman. I'd say you're an asshole for now. I can't see the key thing in this magic...... I don't want you to bother using weird things because the paper is rolling all over it.

Since I had no choice, the problem written in the porn book was that the viewing was done by hand, and the other paper was fed from one end to the scanner and turned into video data first, converting it into text data with dedicated software.... but some of the letters get too dirty to be recognized well. As for that kind of thing, we just have to turn it directly into text with reference to the video. It also seems that if only part of it was misperceived, for example, the answer "panda" may have become "pasoda" or "tanisi" may have become "ta-si", but I can't be sure for 2000 questions either. In the meantime, I left a note as a check item to proceed with the work.

Riddle's deficiency was not just a matter of letters. For some reason, a weird animal raccoon (probably Tanuki) is depicted next to the problem, "say" yu "like" Hanako and Yuko ~, "I only write five characters in a line and I break it every time, anyway, it's a mess. Of course I fixed it all by hand. I hope you don't make me go through any extra trouble.

That's how I finally copulate the stuff I made into text data and stick it on my quest. Then the work went well, but new deficiencies were found along the way. There is not enough one available answer compared to the number of questions asked. An asshole who thought about this problem forgot to write one answer somewhere. I was burying the problem and the answer separately, so I didn't realize it until I made the same progress.

About 150 questions I typed in all the work I've done so far. This means that in the worst case scenario, up to 150 answers may be uneven one at a time. It's just a hassle to find where it's been missing now. Mistakes like this would have to be corrected collectively later. The answer to the last question was typed "or uneven" to move on.

Work on it for a while and discover even more massive deficiencies. Now instead of missing one answer, I found a piece of paper with no answers at all just the questions. Which idiot, I thought, looked in the corner and it said the name of a development staff member.

He's definitely the person in charge of the character's graphics, and he doesn't have much contact with me. And a woman. Yes, even if she says, "Oh, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia, Shermia" and even a pervert who keeps looking at the 3D data of his character from directly below with a bee out of breath is at first a woman. The chest of a female character who should hide in the inner and never see (or, if she does, it's a big problem) "The tension and the color luster here..." "What is the ideal nipple..." "Damn! Elasticity! Not enough elasticity!!" Even a pervert who spent ten hours designing with a bump, "he said," is a woman for once. My high school nicknames were "Hole" and "Sprout Glasses" and it's a high hurdle for me to talk.

In the meantime, I searched the internet for the best possible answers, and appropriately put in that kind of answer for what I still didn't know. Maybe some things are wrong, but if you ask for answers when you get any chance and fix them later, you should be fine.

That's how I open this diary halfway through the whole thing, at the end of a thousand questions.

At this busy time, you might think, it doesn't take that long to write a sentence if you're typing in an order, and this is my precious breathing time. I can't stop.

- Someday I'll publish this diary and accuse my company of being a black company.

While I was continuing with the training ground that might be over, only being delusional like that had been my only pleasure these days.

Laugh if you laugh that it's a dark hobby. But of course wives and children have no lovers, they don't drink or smoke, they don't have that much time or money to play in the first place, and they are precious in this kind of entertainment for an endless gaming programmer.

Of course, I'm not seriously going to release this to me right now and press charges against the company. If that were to happen, it would be my decision to leave this company. '

"- What!?

I just read that far and suddenly the book disappeared from my sight.

When I looked up surprised, there was a Mitsuki looking down at this one with her cold cut eyes in her hand with the book I was reading.

"Absolutely, who's you? Mr. Leila and the others are still working desperately, aren't they?

What kind of nerve can I be reading something like this flat out in this situation?

I don't have much emotion in my expression or in my voice, but for that matter, Cat Ear said, "Oh! I'll do as much as I want!" He moves patterned, "expressing regret with all his might.

I also refrain from apples behind angry mites, but as far as those pitiful eyes are concerned, they don't look like they can defend me.

Then you won't have to solve this misunderstanding yourself.

- A few dozen minutes after I answered that famous Riddle misanswer.

Normal problems persisted for a while and went well until the twenty-third question.

But the twenty-fourth question.

Now there's a misanswer problem-like problem that I don't even know about, and the offense has stopped again.

Breaking through this would be a difficult undertaking.

And even if you have finally cleared this issue, there is a good chance that there will be another new misanswer question.

I suggested I give up already, but Leila shook her head.

"Wow, me, I want to try!

That's exactly what I said, and I started typing into the smudge, thinking about the pattern of misanswers I could predict.

Inspired by that Leila figure, the other two give up as well. Instead, they continue their strategy of "Things That Know Wisdom" by motivating them even more.

Seeing those three, I gently slipped out of the spot and came to the browsing space, the place where the tables and chairs stood, and started reading this book.

The behavior would also at first glance appear to be abandoning the three challenging 'Things That Know Wisdom' to do their reading.

But that's a complete misunderstanding.

"Chi, it's not! This is what we need!

"Necessary? Where the hell do we start talking like that..."

I began my excuses with momentum so as to escape the look of blame between the two of us.

"This book is the diary of someone who made" Cat Ear Cat, "and it also has a lot of tips for this" Know Your Wisdom Thing "!

There are countless books in the library, most of which are dummies.

However, still, some books don't make sense in the library unless you can read them properly.

Nevertheless, the amount of information for one book cannot be managed overnight.

There were some books with game settings and tactical information, as well as books that the development staff thought about independently, but it's impossible to bother writing up a decent book just for the game.

As a bitter meat measure for the book to get more water, I've been able to make a complete copy of the copyrighted literary work, or a book with the "Cat Ear Cat" staff's irrelevant novels, but this is one of them.

This book is a cat ear cat development diary, written by a cat ear cat programmer, with 500 pages of stupidity in development.

This diary is all about complaining about game production from start to finish, but the more you go on reading, the more the author gets cornered, and on the last page it's a damn big letter, powerful,

"To the sky of freedom!!

It is a thought-provoking way of ending, that it is written only.

I also feel somewhat imaginable about his behavior afterwards, but for now this book was just released in the game.

Apparently he didn't have the courage to step out into online publishing.

Whatever happens after him, this diary also just says something about Know Your Wisdom.

The influence is enormous, the information in this book has enriched the content of the wiki, and later players are said to have made the 'Things to Know' offense much easier.

At least if you read this, you can see what type of misanswer there is in "Things That Know Wisdom".

In fact, there are roughly three types of misanswers you can tell from the diary.

1. If there are mistakes in the data conversion and some characters have changed to characters with similar shapes.

2. If the problem and answer are uneven and the answer to the previous riddle is correct.

3. If the programmer puts in the right answer as it should.

The efficiency of searching for misanswers whether you know this or not varies considerably.

Besides, the answers may be written directly, like the "or uneven" one said in the diary.

So I'm gonna load this up, and I'm gonna give the three of you some advice in advance when they get stuck.

... and I politely explained that Mitsuki didn't seem convinced yet.

Sticking his ears out, he argues.

"No, you don't have to go around like that, but if you show this to Leila and the others, I think that's it..."

I thought about it, too.

But I dare say, it was a last resort.

"You heard Mitsuki, too. Leila said she wanted to take that quest of her own accord."

"Huh? Oh, yes. I did hear that too..."

Um, a declaration of no stray continuation.

I guess Leila really likes riddles.

So no matter how unfair an issue that is, I will never give up.

I try to attack, to the best of my knowledge and wisdom.

- That's the mindset that once existed for us, the Cat Ear Cat players.

"When I heard that, I felt like I was waking up.

Leila and the others are facing that quest purely.

Don't you think it's impeccable to give them tactical information from the beginning?

To share that emotion, I spoke fervently, but Mitsuki's reaction was unexpected.

"No, that's not the problem, Leila and the others are for you in the first place..."

Mitsuki tried to say something while wandering her ears like she was having trouble, but dropped her shoulders and cat ears along the way with a sigh of "ha,"

"... well, fine.

Now they might wake up, too. "

Like giving up something, I spilled it.

Does this mean you convinced me?

When I was half-hearted and wondering how Mitsuki was,

"... okay,?

An apple looking surprised asked Mitsuki.

"Yes, because I think we should make him understand that he is one of these people early.

It will be a good study for them. "

"......... ok,"

Apparently the apple convinced me, too, and I nod.

I was watching that, and I realized.

"Is that it? Ringo, don't you look kind of pale?

Ever since the apple went bad before, I've been trying to be concerned about the apple.

I thought it was because of the dark in the library, but minus that, the apple doesn't look good.

When I asked, the apples turned their hands behind each other.

"... hey, nothing, nothing"

It was obviously some type of "nothing".

I tried to pursue it further, but Mitsuki stopped me.

"Mr. Ringo would have no problem.

She's her, and she works hard for you. "

"Mine, for?

When you put your neck around unexpected words,

"... mi, mitsuki!

Apparently in a hurry, the apple hit Mitsuki with a voice of dissatisfaction.

Still won't fit, I'll put my hands on it to protest and put it back on my back in advance.

The apple, which I couldn't help, now hit Mitsuki with my entire body.

It's kind of a rare sight.

As I watched the two of them smile, I pulled the chair next to me as Mitsuki greeted the apple.

"More than that, it would be annoying if you made too much noise in the library.

Why don't we just sit down and talk?

"Oh, oh..."

Speaking of which, I thought you made a scene without thinking, and now I looked around.

There were quite a few users in the library, but fortunately no one is paying attention here.

Or, all in all, we're all stuck at our desks, and it doesn't seem like it feels like we're paying attention to anything else.

"When we first got here, I think we were all a little bit tighter, but the time slot is the time slot."

To Mitsuki's words, oh, I thought.

If you think it's somewhat of a visionary atmosphere, this is similar to the afternoon classroom landscape in a Japanese school.

If you think so, this whimsical atmosphere isn't bad either.

He who stretches his arm to the desk and closes his eyes to the pillow, he who lays his arms on the desk and sleeps there trying to hide his face, he who puts his chin on the edge of the desk and does his eyes to the book sloppily.

Somehow it seemed a nostalgic sight.

Of course, not everyone is full of them, and there are exceptions.

Just a small number of them, near here, wizard-style men writing, monk-style women reading books all at once, and,

"Shh, wow! Awesome! This supposedly describes the secret of the dark ritual, The Book of the Dark Demon Plug!

Besides, this is called the Book of the Si, which is more authentic than the real one!

Oh! This is a legendary novel, The Odd Reincarnation of the Zero Night, that was handled in too many styles and banned because they told me it would be silly to read!

And here it is... "

It was just a wizard-inspired man with a suspicious mask, one of the most exaggerated reactions in front of a bookshelf.

When I decided I didn't see anything, I turned to the Mitsukis.

I have eyes for Mitsuki, who just lost his gaze.

Apparently, Mitsuki found the same thing and came to the same conclusion as me.

I came to visit, deliberately pointing my cat ear in a different direction from the masked mage.

"Speaking of which, when it was a 'game', you let it all go right, didn't you?

How the hell did you do that?

That's a good question.

Indeed, the misanswer was too high a hurdle for the 'cat ear cat' players.

But they also dared to face this overly irrational quest.

Because…….

"Oh. The 'Cat Ear Cat' player didn't have a normal person, he had three weapons."

"Three weapons, is it?

"Oh!"

Yes, they challenged this mighty monster called The Thing Who Knows Wisdom with three invisible but above all important weapons.

What are those three weapons, namely.

- Deep love for 'Cat Ear Cat' enough to enjoy the game no matter what.

- Courage not to be frightened of any adversity or misery and to bump into it without giving up again and again.

- And it's random number adjustment.