Sakura Dormitory – After Dinner
After dinner, Su Yu walked two girls to the train station.
Watching them enter the station, he turned and made his way back to Sakura Dormitory.
On the way, a message popped up from Satou Yumiko—
"Yuru Camp, 1.2 million copies sold. Currently ranked first on the bestseller chart."
This was only from the Future Manga Publishing's online store rankings.
Based on the standard royalty split, Su Yu would be earning tens of millions of yen from this.
Of course, some deductions applied.
Luckily, Future Manga Publishing handled his taxes, so he didn't have to worry about anything.
With manga sales, merchandise, and licensing, Yuru Camp was set to bring in billions of yen in revenue.
But Su Yu wasn't particularly thrilled.
After all—
He still owed 50 billion yen.
A few billion was nowhere near enough.
The real key to repaying the debt lay in the 50 billion yen investment he had made.
"Within a year, I must make the Future Manga digital platform a success… and elevate the streaming site to new heights…"
Deep in thought, Su Yu continued walking back.
—
Sakura Dormitory – Su Yu's Room
The living room was quiet when Su Yu entered.
Pushing open his bedroom door, he saw Yui Yuigahama at his desk—
Drawing on his computer.
"Su Yu-kun, what do you think?" Yui turned toward him, eyes filled with anticipation.
Su Yu glanced at the screen—
It was a sketch of Puella Magi Madoka Magica.
Her art wasn't at the level of a top-tier illustrator, but had the feel of an early-stage artist.
And for Madoka's art style—
It was perfect.
Simple. Cute.
"Actually, Su Yu-kun, I think the game should be made into something really adorable. It doesn't necessarily have to be a traditional Madoka Magica game." Yui hesitated before sharing her thoughts.
"Oh?" Su Yu looked at his little fool with interest.
"The main series game can be licensed to a company that wants to develop it," Yui explained. "But we… we could create a healing version of Madoka—a game that comforts players."
"This idea… is it yours? Or Yukino's?" Su Yu chuckled.
"I'm planning to discuss it with Yukino tomorrow," Yui admitted.
"Come here." Su Yu patted the spot beside him on the bed.
Blushing, Yui obediently stood up and walked over.
Su Yu motioned for her to sit down.
As soon as she did, he took her small hand—
And kissed it lightly.
"My little fool is starting to think for herself. That's good."
"I… I haven't figured out how to draw everything yet…"
Yui's voice was soft, lacking confidence.
"Draw however you imagine it," Su Yu reassured her. "I like this idea. Once your drawings are ready, we'll make money from them. If the game is successful, you'll get a cut too."
"I don't want money! As long as Su Yu-kun likes it, I'll do my best!" Yui smiled warmly.
"You don't want money?" Su Yu lifted her chin. "Then I'll spend it on other girls—take them out on dates, buy them gifts…"
"Su Yu-kun! Big meanie!" Yui puffed up her cheeks.
"Then, do you want the money?"
"I… I'll save it."
That answer satisfied Su Yu.
Meanwhile, Yui was secretly thinking—
She'd spend the money on dates with Su Yu, or for whenever he needed it.
The rest? She'd save it.
For the future.
For when they had kids…
Wait, kids…?!
Her face flushed red at the thought.
"Yui, are you thinking about saving money for our future kids?"
"Su Yu-kun, y-you… how did you know?!" Yui's eyes widened in shock.
"Your thoughts are too easy to read, little fool." Su Yu patted her head.
"I'm not a little fool!" Yui pouted.
"Oh? You're not?"
"Then let me test you."
"…What kind of test?"
"If Yukino and I get married, what would your child call Yukino?"
"Uh…"
"See? You really are a little fool."
"Then what do you think they should call her?" Yui huffed.
Su Yu didn't answer.
Instead, he kissed her directly.
And just like that—
Yui completely forgot the question.
—
The Next Morning
When Su Yu woke up, Yui was still sleeping in his arms.
He carefully got up, dressed, and picked up Yui's clothes from the floor, placing them beside her on the bed.
She doesn't need me to guide her anymore.
She already knows what to do.
Su Yu didn't want to rush things with her—for her own sake.
And Yui understood that.
She would never force Su Yu into anything that might trouble him.
Leaning down, he kissed her forehead gently before leaving the room.
—
Downstairs – Sword Training
In the yard, Shizuka Hiratsuka was waiting.
Two wooden swords rested beside her.
"Don't worry," she grinned. "I won't hurt you."
"Sensei, can you teach me dual-wielding?" Su Yu asked.
"Make it up yourself." She rolled her eyes.
"Fine." Su Yu picked up a wooden sword and headed outside.
They ran to the park, where Shizuka taught him a few techniques before they sparred.
Su Yu picked them up instantly.
This… gave Shizuka a bad feeling.
No way… could this guy actually surpass me in swordsmanship?!
Then—
The battle began.
Since wooden swords could still cause injuries, neither of them went all out.
Instead, they focused on pure technique.
And to Shizuka's shock—
Su Yu perfectly copied her moves, using her own techniques against her.
She was losing ground.
If she didn't go all out, she might actually lose.
But if they fought seriously without armor—
It'd be too dangerous…
Unwillingly, she lowered her wooden sword.
"Thank you for going easy on me, Sensei," Su Yu said tactfully.
"Hmph. At least you know."
Shizuka snorted and jogged back toward Sakura Dormitory.
Su Yu followed behind.
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After Breakfast – On the Way to Sobu High
Su Yu's phone rang—
Satou Yumiko calling.
"Su Yu-sensei, the 24-hour sales report for Yuru Camp is in," Yumiko said excitedly.
"How much?"
"1.6 million copies."
"Not bad." Su Yu wasn't particularly surprised.
"But that's not all…" Yumiko hesitated.
"Let me guess," Su Yu interrupted.
"Companies from overseas have contacted Future Manga Publishing about collaborations, right?"
"You… already knew?!" Yumiko was stunned.
"Yuru Camp's popularity is obvious. A manga reaching this level of success—of course, someone would want official licensing."
"I see…" Yumiko nodded in realization.
"Have Hanada Yui handle the negotiations. Once the deal is finalized, send me the details."
"Understood."