"Yes, that makes sense. If that's the case, there might be many different endings."
"Open ending, yes, I like that. It leaves room for imagination. Don't you think that's great?"
"So if you're going to clear a level, what will be the checkpoint for each level? For example, Super Mario jumps onto a small flag."
"So there's this thing. Game design is really complicated. Then I'll take a shower."
"Taking a shower? What's this all about? I don't understand."
"Don't you feel tired after completing the entire level? Of course a shower would be relaxing. I don't believe you could have a runny nose and keep wiping your tears while completing the level. And if your hair is dirty, shouldn't you wash it too? What if you get lice in your hair if you're all sweaty?"
"Hahaha, that seems to make sense. No wonder the boss said your ideas are different from those of normal people. Maybe he meant that you have a big imagination."
"I'm just stupid, huh? Hahaha, don't take those angry words seriously. I was just saying them to piss you off. Now comes my real plot."
"What? You were just kidding me... Eh? This isn't plagiarism, is it? Why is the logic so rigorous? Why is the thinking so meticulous?"
"Am I very talented? I came up with this plot a long time ago, but I think it's just a series of small stories."
"But... never mind. Let's just do as you say. We're just working on the code, and you can design the rest."
"Boss, you know what, she is really talented. It seems to be better than any of our previous plans."
"Hey, are you done?"
"Of course not. Do you think we are gods?"
"How long will that take?"
“Even if the design is complete, it will take about three months to develop.”
"Three months? That's a long time. My company would have been dead by then."
"So, what you mean is, do you still need our help?"
"Go ahead. I can see how you're doing. But isn't three months too long?"
"Not really. We haven't said it will take about a year, so just be happy."
"What? No way! I have to be here to supervise you. I'm really afraid you'll make me suffer for another year or two."
"Can you please stay away from us? We don't like you sweating so much. It stinks. Otherwise, go take a shower."
"No, I have to see the customs clearance first before I go to take a shower."
"Then you still stink?"
"Smelly? That's impossible, because I have perfume and it will be fine after a spray."
"Puke! What a smell!"
"I remember now. For the last level, the hairpin must have a fragrant scent. And there's a girl who will help the person who finally passes the level wear it. The girl can design and create it based on my image."
"Are you sure? If that's the case, I'm afraid it really can't be done. Do you believe that there will be very few people who dare to pass it?"
"I don't believe it. Are you saying I'm not good-looking?"
"Yeah, don't you have any idea?"
"Hahahaha, I didn't count. Tell me, what number is it? What do I look like? Didn't you say you had a number?"
"two!"
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