Natsume Naoki walked very slowly, and it took him half an hour to walk out of the school gate from the square.

I walked and stopped, but I didn't see the expected figure anymore.

After returning home, he dove into the study as usual.

Studying in the study room consumes more than half of Natsume's waking hours in a day. Only in this way can he, who is not as intelligent as ordinary people, surpass most through hard work.

The desktop computer in the study room is left on 24 hours a day. Just move the mouse and you can see where the last saved code is written. You don't have to look for it in the folder every time.

Natsume Naoki also forgot the last time this computer took a break, just like he forgot the last time he gave himself a vacation.

Sitting at the table, he put his schoolbag at his feet and pulled out the textbook he had brought with him.

While looking for textbooks, his little finger happened to hit a hard-cover book. After hesitating for a moment, Natsume Naoki took out the book.

A very beautiful cover that reminds people of beautiful things, such as Mount Fuji in winter or long legs under a short skirt in summer.

Opening the hardcover book, it says "Inspiration Collection" on the title page.

Since the goal is to make the best game as a graduation project when he graduates, Natsume Naoki has to prepare for many things in addition to studying from the beginning of his freshman year on the premise of writing a thesis and final project.

If you want to make a game from scratch, in addition to being able to write code to complete the game framework, copywriting and illustration are all essential.

Since there is no one to rely on, Natsume Naoki can only do it himself.

Four years seems like a long time, but if you break down what you want to learn, it’s no wonder Natsume Naoki squeezes time out of a sponge - you have to learn painting from scratch, learn copywriting and script writing, and even

Learn modeling.

The tip of the pen tapped the hard-cover book a few times, and Naoki Natsume closed the book with a final sigh.

Today is another day lacking inspiration.

His biggest problem now is that he still doesn't have a clear content.

"What theme are you talking about?" Natsume Naoki looked up at the ceiling, a little sad, "It needs to have both a sense of operation and a rich emotional line... the beautiful girl of the Three Kingdoms or the post-apocalyptic survival with the royal sister?"

He tilted his head and looked at the bookshelf. In addition to the piles of books, there were also game cartridges that retained their outer packaging.

Each game cartridge has a sticky note on it, which Naoki Natsume summed up after playing it several times, including the game type, game plot outline, etc.

"Click."

There was the sound of a key opening the door, followed by the familiar voice of Asai Mao.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back."

Natsume Naoki closed the book and walked to the study door and stuck his head out, watching Asai Mao changing shoes in the entrance hall.

"Um?"

He was a little confused when he saw Asai Mao taking off her shoes to reveal her little feet.

Her socks looked familiar to Natsume Naoki.

But for a while, I couldn't remember where I had met before, so I stopped thinking about it and asked, "I really didn't expect that you and I are actually schoolmates... Why didn't you tell me earlier."

"Why, do I look like someone who dropped out of school early?" Asai Mao changed her shoes and walked upstairs, "Natsume-kun is the one. You should have thought that at my age, I am still in school, and the maid is just

part time."

After walking up a few flights of stairs, she thought of something, stopped and leaned on the railing to look down at Natsume Naoki, narrowed her eyes and asked lightly: "Or do I look like I'm past school age?

"

Oh, did you turn up the air conditioner in the room?

Natsume Naoki had a hunch that it would be better to say that she looked like a scumbag who dropped out of school early than to admit that she looked older.

"It's not that, it's just..." He shrugged and replied: "Maybe my identity as a maid has given me a preconceived idea. If you ask me, you look like a girl who dropped out of high school to work."

Asai Mao left the railing and stood up straight, seemingly satisfied with his answer.

"Natsume-kun, please wait a moment. I will change clothes and make lunch right away." Asai Mao raised her feet and continued to climb up. She controlled her tone so that Natsume Naoki could hear clearly even if she was far away: "What's going on at noon?"

Want something to eat?”

"Chinese food!" Natsume Naoki answered immediately.

"And we want hot dry noodles!" Naoki Natsume rushed over and grabbed the railing in a few steps. He raised his head and added upstairs, fearing that Asai Mao didn't hear.

There was a rustling sound of clothing materials, and after a while, Asai Mao had already put on the familiar maid uniform and went downstairs.

"I know, I know." Her tone remained unchanged, but she could hear her helplessness: "If this continues, I will become a Chinese chef."

Asai Mao walked over in a few steps and looked up at him with eyes that seemed to hide the moonlight.

The two of them were very close, so close that Natsume Naoki felt a little embarrassed.

"Besides Chinese food, I also have many good skills that can make you feel so comfortable that your whole body will go weak," Asai Mao's eyes flashed with a glint: "For example, the vegetable soup is so delicious that it will melt your tongue and make you collapse on the chair and roll your eyes...

…Natsume-kun, don’t you want to try it?”

"Hot dry noodles." Natsume Naoki was extremely determined.

"Wood." Asai Mao expressed her dissatisfaction expressionlessly, walked into the kitchen and walked into the kitchen.

Natsume Naoki watched Asai Mao walk into the kitchen, suddenly remembered something, chased her to the kitchen door and said to her back as she was washing her hands.

"You liar, you told me that a plaid shirt looks ugly and will be ignored by others!"

Asai Mao didn't even look back: "I didn't say anything wrong."

"Then you are still wearing it? Who would wear clothes that they think are ugly!" Natsume Naoki disagreed: "If your appeal today is near the Imperial Palace, you will be arrested as a protest march."

"Natsume-kun is an idiot, so there is no need to explain."

"Low understanding and stupidity are two different things." Natsume Naoki still frowned in protest.

Asai Mao had turned her back and stopped talking, so Natsume Naoki didn't see her different expression from usual.

Staring at her blurry reflection in the pool, Asai Mao was actually a little confused about this.

What happened today was somewhat different from what she expected.

After lunch, Natsume Naoki and Asai Mao checked the course schedules. The high similarity in the course schedules made him suspect that Asai Mao chose the courses according to his course schedule.

Their courses are exactly the same, except for those that require prerequisite courses that cannot be taken in the first semester of college.

In other words, except for club activities, there is no situation where Asai Mao goes to class but Natsume Naoki is at home.

"It's just...a course specifically chosen for your job." Naoki Natsume looked at the course schedule and sighed.

"Of course." Asai Mao said calmly: "It is a maid's dereliction of duty to leave her employer at home, so Natsume-kun can rest assured that my courses will not have an impact on my work."

"And if necessary, I will choose to skip classes and give priority to work, so please don't worry about this." Asai Mao added.

Seeing her so confident, Natsume Naoki actually wanted to say that there was no need to be like this. He had been living alone for a year, and occasionally spent half a day and a day a week by himself, but he was still very free.

For example, he used to be able to read study materials on the computer without closing the bedroom door at night, since there was no one at home.

Now, not only do I have to lock the door, but I also have to wear headphones, and I also have to secretly dispose of the trash can, which is a bit troublesome to a certain extent.

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Diary of a maid:

On April 4th, school starts in Waseda.

Today I went to the welcoming ceremony dressed as Naoki, but unexpectedly failed.

Even Naoki's appearance, plaid shirt and backpack can make him invisible in the crowd, why do I still attract attention?

Probably because men and women are different, they will look for more unobtrusive clothing combinations in the future.

Written at the end, I can be my deskmate with Naoki again.

I want to be happy, but I have forgotten the last time I was happy and what it felt like.
Chapter completed!