Part 2
Within minutes of the meeting, the usual routine was upon us.
Today's main task was to convert the data from the questionnaire postcards that came with the released games into digital data by hand. It was a simple task, but there were many parts that could not be routinized, making it a very annoying job.
The sound of postcards being flipped and keyboards being tapped could be heard periodically. We were allowed to work while listening to music, so each of us put on earphones or headphones and proceeded with our work in silence.
(It's really quiet... here in the department)
There is almost no private conversation in the 13th Development Department. That in itself is a very good thing, but instead, there are two employees who are very active in their personal activities on social networking sites.
"Ah... shit, this guy... Seriously, don’t kid to me, I'm a professional... an amateur, don't talk to me like that..."
It seems that Chief Charaji is often arguing with someone on Twitter, and unpleasant words often appear. I'm inwardly worried that he's going to burst into flames sooner or later, but he's not aware of it.
"Pu... Hihi, kufufu... haha ... isn't this... kuku, eh? Whoa, lie, this is bad... pufu, haha"
It's the queen who is laughing at the screen endlessly. The source seemed to be the videos of her favorite YouTubers and young comedians. In particular, the YouTubers seem to have daily updates, and the laughter echoes between them.
"Ah, well, I'm going to go have lunch ~"
And before 12 o'clock, Takoyaki-san goes somewhere to have his lunch. That in itself is not a problem, but the time required is a bit of a problem.
Once he leaves, he won't be back for two hours, and during that time, communication, confirmation, and decision-making will be delayed. This is a big problem.
"Hashiba-san, please check this!"
Squirrel Girl is the only one with a serious attitude toward her work.
She's very serious and solid in her work, which is rare in this department,
"Ah, yeah... etto, Sakurai-san"
"Yes, what is it!"
"This data has characters sticking out of the frame, and even now I can tell that you're entering the wrong tabs, the typeface is different in some parts, and you've pulled in some weird graphic data that's making the display look weird."
"Hiy, I-I'm sorry! I'll fix it soon!"
Screaming, Squirrel Girl is heading back to the PC.
(Being serious is a really good thing, though)
This means that there are two more rounds of revisions to be done. I'm hoping that once a correction is made, it won't happen again, but apparently that's not the case.
And as the clock struck 5:00 p.m. and "The Sun Sets on a Distant Mountain" began to play along with the company chime, both Charaji and the Queen suddenly became more agile in their movements.
"Ye~s, I'll leave first, excuse me."
"Email me if you need anything. No calls, sorry."
Leaving behind the words that are repeated as a standard, the two leave.
"Well, if you'll excuse me... mama asked me to stop by the Co-Op on my way home and pick up some groceries, so I have to be home when the store is open..."
While talking about his own family situation, even though he wasn't specifically asked, Takoyaki-san left at 18:00.
Thus, there are only two of us left, me and Squirrel Girl.
It's not a routine, but the daily life repeats itself almost exactly according to the route. No one knows for sure if there will be a tomorrow, but if there is, there is one thing I can say for sure.
That is, this department is the only one that will probably remain the same.
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