Chapter 2: Handicapped New Game (1)
The end credits continued to move up slowly.
Scenario developer, design director, character illustrator…… hundreds of names flickered as they moved across the monitor. I simply stared at the screen vacantly. The names entered my line of sight, but none of them reached my head.
How long have I been here?
My thoughts weren’t flowing properly. It felt as if my brain were still wandering about.
I turned my stiff head. The clock on the wall was pointing towards the number 9. Was it 9 in the evening or in the morning……? Now that I think about it, the world outside the window was bright. It was 9 in the morning.
I had confirmed that it was 9 o’clock at least 3 times ever since I sat at my desk. In other words, it has been, at the very least, 36 hours since I started playing this game.
“Haah.”
I couldn’t help but smirk.
“That’s a serious gamer for you.”