Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 73: The Price of Wanting Everything

Wen Nan took a step toward the dormitory door, while behind him, Yu Shujun walked out of the bedroom and quietly followed.

Wen Nan paused in surprise as he looked at the other person, "You’ve been here this whole time?"

Yu Shujun maintained his wooden expression, "Following you around is my duty, master."

Wen Nan glanced at the golden pattern in his palm, suddenly thinking of something and asked, "You’re also a player. Isn’t it a problem not entering an instance for such a long time?"

Yu Shujun glanced at the man beside him, instinctively wanting to lie that it would be a problem so it would be best to let her go now, but then changed his words, "When you reach above Gold, you won’t ask such basic questions."

"Is that so?" Wen Nan raised an eyebrow at him, "So what level are you now?"

Yu Shujun replied in a cold voice, "Twenty-eight stars."

Wen Nan believed that Yu Shujun was well aware that he was asking about the player account level, not the level of the disguised character.

But it didn’t matter; the level wasn’t significant as he had to listen to him anyway.

However, Wen Nan suddenly remembered something else—

[9527, where’s Qiqi? Why hasn’t she appeared yet after being in the instance for so long?]

Earlier in the game lobby, Wen Nan learned that only strategy characters with ten stars or more could be brought out of the map. So, even though Qiqi had become his exclusive character, he could only see her after entering the instance.

9527: [Reactivating an exclusive character requires being at an activation point. The nearest activation point to you is located in the café opposite the company’s north gate.]

Wen Nan brought up the nearby map in his mind, just about to check the route to the activation point when the system notification sounded again.

9527: [It’s now 8:58 AM, and clock-in time at your company is 9:00 AM. Being more than 15 minutes late is considered absenteeism, and you’ll lose the opportunity for a first meeting with your direct superior, your chosen strategy target. Be advised.]

More than 15 minutes late is considered absenteeism? What kind of company has such strict management?

Alright then.

It seems I need to attend this shift first before going to activate Qiqi.

Wen Nan retrieved the equipment items "tribute" from earlier, selected the most expensive set, and then walked to the bathroom.

Seeing himself in the mirror, Wen Nan froze.

He wasn’t sure when his image changed.

From the beauty pageant champion Ronnie type, he became the wear-slim-take-off-muscular type.

So his maxed-out charm value actually changes in real-time based on the target group?

Earlier in the game lobby, he projected a "reliable" image due to the male players. Now, entering the strategy game instance caused adjustments based on his chosen romantic target?

Quite considerate.

However...

With his current appearance, not quite a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but at least a sly gentleman.

Turns out, the big boss likes this kind, huh?

Wen Nan stretched his 1.8-meter-long legs and puffed up his chest like a double-door refrigerator, rushing to the office building at full speed.

Beep!

In the nick of time, on the last minute before being late, he clocked in and took the elevator all the way to the top floor. Just as he was about to find his cubicle, an arm extended in front of him and pulled him into the pantry by the corridor.

"Senior Brother! It’s an emergency!"

A pair of bright eyes widened, staring at Wen Nan.

Looking at the girl in front with her blushing little face, as if squeezing out water, Wen Nan smiled.

Isn’t she the little junior sister who seems to ooze water?

"What’s the matter? Speak."

The junior sister’s little face scrunched from a juicy peach to a dried one, "The project report PPT I submitted yesterday, I worked on it until 3 AM, and when I sent the email, I was totally out of it.

"Turns out when I saw it this morning, it was a pile of crap, every page had issues...

"This morning, the Demon King blew up and asked who did this garbage. I, I was too scared to admit it..."

The junior sister said, on the verge of tears.

Wen Nan wasn’t really listening, just staring at her face, wondering if it really could ooze water.

When she finished talking, Wen Nan asked, "And then?"

The junior sister hung her head, picking at her fingers, muttering softly, "That PPT had two names as presenters, one was me, and the other was..." you.

She raised her hand, poking Wen Nan’s chest with her fair fingers.

Wen Nan understood.

So this was a mess, afraid to own up, asking him to take the fall?

Sure enough, he heard the junior sister continue, "If the She-devil finds you later, could you... not rat me out?"

Wen Nan nodded, "Sure."

The junior sister was a bit taken aback, her round almond eyes blinking, "Wow, you agreed so easily?"

"Yeah, I’ll help you, but there’s one condition." Wen Nan revealed.

The junior sister looked at him warily, "Wh-what condition?"

Wen Nan leaned in and whispered, "Tell me... where the G. point is?"

The junior sister’s eyes widened, stunned for a long time.

When she recovered, her cheeks flushed, and she punched Wen Nan lightly on the chest.

"Ah! So annoying! How could you ask a girl such a question!"

Wen Nan felt helpless; he didn’t want to ask, but it was part of the task.

But after the junior sister finished her protest, she beckoned Wen Nan closer with her finger.

Wen Nan leaned in, puzzled, as the junior sister cupped her hand around his ear and whispered to him.

"If you want to know... after you pass the Demon King’s test, I’ll, I’ll tell you!"

Being so close, the warm breath from the junior sister lightly sprayed Wen Nan’s earlobe, causing a slight itch.

Just as Wen Nan was about to rub his ear, the girl stood on tiptoe and suddenly leaned in—

Muah!

A wet kiss landed squarely on Wen Nan’s cheek.

Huh?

They were just whispering, so why sneak a kiss?

"This is workplace harassment," Wen Nan said with a smile.

The junior sister already darted to the pantry door and, before her silhouette disappeared, shouted, "Harass you, go report me then!"

Left alone in the pantry, Wen Nan was about to return to his cubicle when he received a message in the character dialogue box—

[She-devil: Come to my office]

The outwardly cold but inwardly soft CEO calling for him?

Though the tone of the message indeed sounded cold and somewhat oppressive, but... how soft could the inside be?

Wen Nan activated his newly acquired talent—[Mind Reading Technique].

This skill seemed tailor-made for his chosen strategy character.

Thinking of this, Wen Nan put his hands in his pockets, humming as he walked to the CEO’s office.

When he opened the door and saw the scene inside, Wen Nan was shocked—

The lady CEO was sitting in a swivel chair, her appearance identical to the doll Wen Nan received, radiant, lush, and graceful.

But no matter how exquisite and pretty her face was, it couldn’t compete with the two football-sized white curves on her chest for attention.

Yet, Wen Nan didn’t have much time to admire the view because they weren’t the only ones in the room.

On the sofa beside them, two unexpected guests made Wen Nan’s smile freeze slightly.

The wealthy woman desperately seeking a son?

The ravenous housewife?

Why were his other two strategy targets here together?!