Translated: Sei, MTL-sensei-tachi
Edited: Sei, Grammarly no Danna

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Chapter 2 | This is What Reality Looks Like | Remake our Life!


Part 14

And finally, the weekend has arrived.

On Friday afternoon, properly in the morning, the week's tasks were completed, and the department held an intradepartmental meeting at a conference table set up in a tidy space.

"Then, we will start the first planning meeting."

Everyone awkwardly bows.

"Um, Hashiba-kun. I'm new to this kind of meeting..."

"Don't worry, I'll take over the proceedings of the agenda for the time being."

The manager nodded in relief. No, but at a manager's age and with no experience in proceedings, that's a very bad thing, isn't it...?

"I have a proposal for new game production. I would like to share this one with you all and make a solid framework as a project... Sakurai-san."

When I nudged her, Squirrel Girl, looking somewhat nervous, replied, "Yes".

"Don't worry, your project is really interesting. Present it with confidence."

"U-Understood...!"

The first page of the proposal was displayed on the slide and Squirrel Girl began her explanation.

From the first time I saw it, the contents of the project had been organized and explanations using images and other materials had increased, making the content much easier to understand.

(Alright, it's good ... It's a good presentation that conveys the contents well)

The selling points and benefits of the production process, which were initially difficult to understand, were also clearly communicated. This would at least keep the evaluation from being ragged.

"That's all I have to say...!"

After all the explanations were finished, Squirrel Girl bowed her head down. She seemed to have sweated profusely and wiped her forehead repeatedly with a handkerchief.

"What ... do you think?"

She asked everyone about it fearfully.

"So let's start with the chief and his opinion, please."

As part of the proceedings, we decided to ask each of them for their opinions.

Charaji pointed to himself as if to say, "Me? He then flipped through the materials with a frown.

"It's interesting, I guess."

Surprisingly, he expressed a positive opinion from the first hand.

"T-Thank you very much...!"

"But this was a project that didn't get accepted before, wasn't it? Why did you submit such a project?"

"Eh..."

Squirrel Girl changed from joy to speechless. I connected and asked him a question.

"It was a retake of something she had submitted before, is it no good?"

Charaji with a light click of his tongue,

"You don't even know something like that, huh. If something is rejected once, it's a bad project at that point, so no matter what you do, whether you rework it or not, it's a waste of time."

As if in tune with his apathetic tone, the queen also opened her mouth.

"Yeah. Our company is especially sensitive to this kind of thing, so even if you pass through this department, you should not tell them that you have been rejected once."

Haa, she lets out a sigh,

"But, well, I think it's useless to go through with the project, and it's a pain in the ass, so I don't think we should do it."

It was a very negative opinion, or rather, an opinion that was given up on from the very beginning.

"Y-Yeah... I wonder if you should stop it too."

And the last was Takoyaki-san.

"Recycling stuff is not preferred in our corporate culture, as everyone just said, and besides, it's a lot of work to redo something that's already customary..."

"I agree. We just changed the way we do surveys the other day. It's us managers who are the ones who get noticed and make things difficult in the end, you know?"

Even the other day's operational improvements were in the air, as if to say, don't do anything unnecessary.

A subtle silence covers the area.

"... Sorry, I'm going to have to rethink things a bit again."

Sakurai-san, perhaps having no words to reply to this, decided to restart the project.

"Well, that's that then."

As Charaji stood up, the queen and the manager stood up one after another and returned to their seats. The rest of us were left standing, Sakurai-san and I.

Thus ended the first planning meeting.


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