Chapter 21: The day I make the game of life. (6)
＊ Day 6 ＊
I keep moving my hands working as the thought of eating has already vanished in my mind―― or that’s what I want to do but, right now I’m eating gyudon with Misaki.
By the way me and Misaki has already become regulars here.
And while I’m thinking about the program I had to write when I get back home, I keep watching Misaki that’s munching on the mini gyudon.
Mini gyudon.
Misaki’s archnemesis.
At first, she’d left behind about 90% of the meal before getting full, but day by day that percentage steadily decreases, and now she’s starting to be able to force all of it down her stomach.
Right now, she’s forcing it down.
Her eating pace is slowing down significantly, and from the looks of her eyes she’s radiating menacing aura.
If it’s me, I can finish it in just two bites.
But for Misaki, it’s still a long way to go.
Eventually, Misaki lifted her spoon up.
She spooned up a small size of the meal, it’s bite-sized rice and meat on the spoon and then she put it in her mouth.
Misaki close her eyes tightly, and then slowly chewing it. Slowly, slowly―― and eventually, she looked at me silently. It’s a sign that she can’t go on anymore.
“You’re almost there.”
Misaki seems to be really disappointed.
Looks like Misaki really hate to lose.
“……Almost there.”
After that, I feels really determined.
“Well, it’s my turn next then.”
“……Un?”
Misaki is puzzled.
I finished up the rest of her gyudon, and then stands up.
Well, it’s time for my match.
＊
That lolicon tell me to make the game of life.
But the contents in the book didn’t teach anything specifically.
That’s why I’ve decided.
If I keep insisting that it’s correct, then it’s correct.
First I’ve to decide the rules.
It would be two players. they’ll take turns spinning the roulette, and then the number they’ve got would determine how far they walked. Each square would have its own events for them to step on, and their money would go up or down depending on the events they got. That’s all of it, I can’t think up of any other mechanics.
……For the event message just write it down that they’ve gained one hundred yen is okay I guess. As for the roulette, how do I make it randomize the numbers? Or should I just make it choose one from a thousand numbers combination.
Various ideas keep popping up in my head as if the dead-end just before was a lie. My fingers keep hitting on the keyboard without stopping.
……So this is the fruit of the practice huh.
My body remember the keyboard’s layout in just two days. As of now, I can type without having to look at my hands. Even so my speed is just about two to three letters per second, but that’s more than enough.
When I’ve realized my growth, I thought back that if I didn’t practice this back then it’d be devastating. No matter how many ideas come into my head, there won’t be enough time.
……I’m feeling so great.
I’ve practiced with a purpose in mind. And then the growth steadily bears fruit. I’ve never felt so satisfied before.
I keeps typing relentlessly feeling as if I’m a god―― never stopping my hands, and finally the program was completed as I’ve visualized it.
“……Seriously?”
When I saw the completed program in front of me, both of my hands are shaking.
Honestly, I was about to give up.
But with one idea popping up, it led to me completing the game in just a few hours.
It’s actually too easy.
The dream-like reality, is in front of me now.
“Let’s see, first I’ve to compile this right?”
I opened the book while my cheeks loosen from the feeling of victory.
Compile, it’s the process to convert human-written program into one that is understandable by a computer. The process is very simple, you just had to put a command in.
“Alright, I think this is correct.”
I put the command in, and then compare it with the book’s description. It’s the exact replica.
I took a short breath, and pressed the button.
Then――
“…………Are you fucking with me.”
On the display, there’s a huge wall of error texts.
“What the hell is this is it English? Why is this happening?”
As for why the error occurred, or where should I fix it, I’ve no idea at all.
“Just tell me the problem dammit…… With Japanese language.”
……No wait, calm down.
……This thing, I think I’ve seen it before?
The program I wrote, is displaying tons of confusing error texts. I don’t understand what it said at all, but for now at least I know that there’s a mistake here.
But, I don’t know how I can fix this at all.
I felt heartbroken and my weak body falls on its back.
“……Are you okay?”
A worried voice.
I laughed out unconsciously, before speaking out confidently.
“It’s fine. I can already see my victory you know, Misaki.”
Chapter 21: The day I make the game of life. (6)
＊ Day 6 ＊
I keep moving my hands working as the thought of eating has already vanished in my mind―― or that’s what I want to do but, right now I’m eating gyudon with Misaki.
By the way me and Misaki has already become regulars here.
And while I’m thinking about the program I had to write when I get back home, I keep watching Misaki that’s munching on the mini gyudon.
Mini gyudon.
Misaki’s archnemesis.
At first, she’d left behind about 90% of the meal before getting full, but day by day that percentage steadily decreases, and now she’s starting to be able to force all of it down her stomach.
Right now, she’s forcing it down.
Her eating pace is slowing down significantly, and from the looks of her eyes she’s radiating menacing aura.
If it’s me, I can finish it in just two bites.
But for Misaki, it’s still a long way to go.
Eventually, Misaki lifted her spoon up.
She spooned up a small size of the meal, it’s bite-sized rice and meat on the spoon and then she put it in her mouth.
Misaki close her eyes tightly, and then slowly chewing it. Slowly, slowly―― and eventually, she looked at me silently. It’s a sign that she can’t go on anymore.
“You’re almost there.”
Misaki seems to be really disappointed.
Looks like Misaki really hate to lose.
“……Almost there.”
After that, I feels really determined.
“Well, it’s my turn next then.”
“……Un?”
Misaki is puzzled.
I finished up the rest of her gyudon, and then stands up.
Well, it’s time for my match.
＊
That lolicon tell me to make the game of life.
But the contents in the book didn’t teach anything specifically.
That’s why I’ve decided.
If I keep insisting that it’s correct, then it’s correct.
First I’ve to decide the rules.
It would be two players. they’ll take turns spinning the roulette, and then the number they’ve got would determine how far they walked. Each square would have its own events for them to step on, and their money would go up or down depending on the events they got. That’s all of it, I can’t think up of any other mechanics.
……For the event message just write it down that they’ve gained one hundred yen is okay I guess. As for the roulette, how do I make it randomize the numbers? Or should I just make it choose one from a thousand numbers combination.
Various ideas keep popping up in my head as if the dead-end just before was a lie. My fingers keep hitting on the keyboard without stopping.
……So this is the fruit of the practice huh.
My body remember the keyboard’s layout in just two days. As of now, I can type without having to look at my hands. Even so my speed is just about two to three letters per second, but that’s more than enough.
When I’ve realized my growth, I thought back that if I didn’t practice this back then it’d be devastating. No matter how many ideas come into my head, there won’t be enough time.
……I’m feeling so great.
I’ve practiced with a purpose in mind. And then the growth steadily bears fruit. I’ve never felt so satisfied before.
I keeps typing relentlessly feeling as if I’m a god―― never stopping my hands, and finally the program was completed as I’ve visualized it.
“……Seriously?”
When I saw the completed program in front of me, both of my hands are shaking.
Honestly, I was about to give up.
But with one idea popping up, it led to me completing the game in just a few hours.
It’s actually too easy.
The dream-like reality, is in front of me now.
“Let’s see, first I’ve to compile this right?”
I opened the book while my cheeks loosen from the feeling of victory.
Compile, it’s the process to convert human-written program into one that is understandable by a computer. The process is very simple, you just had to put a command in.
“Alright, I think this is correct.”
I put the command in, and then compare it with the book’s description. It’s the exact replica.
I took a short breath, and pressed the button.
Then――
“…………Are you fucking with me.”
On the display, there’s a huge wall of error texts.
“What the hell is this is it English? Why is this happening?”
As for why the error occurred, or where should I fix it, I’ve no idea at all.
“Just tell me the problem dammit…… With Japanese language.”
……No wait, calm down.
……This thing, I think I’ve seen it before?
The program I wrote, is displaying tons of confusing error texts. I don’t understand what it said at all, but for now at least I know that there’s a mistake here.
But, I don’t know how I can fix this at all.
I felt heartbroken and my weak body falls on its back.
“……Are you okay?”
A worried voice.
I laughed out unconsciously, before speaking out confidently.
“It’s fine. I can already see my victory you know, Misaki.”
