School Simulator Game: Date a Tsundere

'How... how handsome---ah, no---beautiful! How attractive! How can this be? A guy can be this beautiful?'

The white curtain squirmed along with the movement of the agitated teen. It was as if a worm was inside, wriggling underneath. For some reason he doesn't know, he could hear his heart beating ever so loudly from excitement. It was as if he had found a game that he would love!

Bright waited, and waited and waited, but the game screen was stubborn. It remained stuck on the loading screen.

Bright stood up, tapped his feet on the floor, and felt the urge to bite his nails to get rid of his growing anxiety.

There was no way he would back down from playing this game now that he had discovered its existence.

With unbridled determination, Bright rolled up his sleeves and glared at his screen.

[ Back ]

[ Open ]

[ Loading... ]

He tried again and again and again, but it really wouldn't open.

Anger and impatience got the better of him, so he went to his father's office. The moment he arrived, the door created a loud banging sound after Bright roughly entered the room.

"Father! I want to buy this game!" He said. He was huffing so loudly like a titan.

His father was surprised and his gaze landed on the phone in Bright's hands.

He saw an app displaying a very shocking name and couldn't help himself from looking at his son with a disbelieving look.

'Is my son having difficulties with dating in real life? That he had to resort to 2D dating? Well, that's convenient actually, but pitiful ah!'

Bright noticed how his father made a face as if he was having diarrhoea. He ignored it and stared a hole at his father. He couldn't care less about whatever it is that his father is thinking. Making this goddamn app open is his top priority right now.

"Father! I want to buy this game!" He repeated.

[Timeskip, 19 years later]

In a dark room, the 28-year-old Bright sat on a chair situated in the centre. He had his eyes fixated on his phone screen, while several screams could be heard in the background.

"P-please spare me! S-spare me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" A middle-aged man's voice resounded inside the darkroom. He pleaded as if his life depended on it. After all, it does.

Bright ignored him and sat at his post leisurely.

He sat there without a care in the world. Everyone, except the buffest, manliest men, stared at him with fear and a hint of awe. The female servants wanted to squirm, but could they do something so bold? Certainly not.

They could only look at Bright fervently, as though they wanted to stare a hole at the uncaring man.

'His dyed silver hair, his pointed nose and his reddish lips--so lascivious'

Paired with his all-black outfit, it made everyone exclaim one sentence inside their heads.

'What a beauty!'

'A walking love-at-first-sight. The personification of a Wattpad bad boy.'

'Ah! If only he isn't a ruthless psycho.' One thought:

'If only he's not the devil incarnate.' Another one sighed in her head.

Bright gently placed his phone on the table beside him like it was the most fragile jewel in the world. He then put on his dark gloves and went towards the middle-aged man.

The next second, dreadful screams erupted throughout the corner of the room.

Everyone inside the room couldn't help but gulp, and the females instantly avoided their eyes. No matter how handsome a man can be, a psycho is a psycho!

Bright pulled out a dagger and began dissecting the old man alive. He did it without batting an eye, nor did he feel even an ounce of guilt.

'Business is business, and murder is still business. Why would he feel guilty when he's just doing business.' Thus was Bright's crooked ideology.

Every move was a death blow to the other. Like a hammer crushing ants. It is inevitable for death to come in the battle between the powerful and the unfortunate.

The room then turned dead silent. The unfortunate hammered by the powerful could not escape God's will. He eventually passed away from extreme pain and excessive blood loss. The shock caused bubbles of saliva to form at the corner of his mouth.

He was now one of the millions of unfortunate souls whose life was taken away by Bright.

"I hate this. Why do I have to do this? I have a date with Mio right now" Having just murdered someone again, Bright sighed like he was tired of life.

'Being a Mafia Boss is troublesome enough, now I have to deal with these too?'

He kicked the man in the face again, as if to vent his rage on him.

'Lunatic' Everyone thought.

"Take him out and dispose of his body, ah no--burn it. Don't let Mio see him." He ordered after he was finally satisfied. The skilled servants in the room obeyed his order.

Although a question appeared inside their heads, 'Isn't Mio that 2D boyfriend you're obsessed with?'

'There's no way he'll ever see this!'

But of course, they didn't voice that out. One must never challenge a devil. Never. The devil might go berserk and say goodbye to their whole existence. With that being said, it is to the best of them to just walk out of the room quietly.

After Bright got rid of the hindrance and all the other spectators, Bright was left alone in the room. He went back to his seat and started his date with Mio again.

After he saw Mio's beautiful face on the screen, traces or irritation on his face disappeared like popped bubbles.

"What took you so long?!" Mio exclaimed, his arms were folded once again and his mood meter had shifted to the red bar.

Bright didn't panic. He had been Mio's boyfriend for more than 8 years, so of course, he also knew how to coax the other.

He opened the voice recorder and spoke.

"My Mio~ Don't be mad, okay? I'll treat you to sweets. You wanted some pudding, right? I'll make one for you."

After sending it, Mio's mood became better. He cleared his throat and folded his arms. a mannerism he always does when he hides his emotions.

Bribed by the pudding, Mio's mood made a sudden 180° turn.

"I-I guess I can forgive you!" Mio said, with his voice stuttering from embarrassment.

'It's not that I was attracted by the offer of the delicacy----I was just kind enough to forgive people when they make a mistake'

'Right! It was because I'm kind!' Mio thought.

"S-so when can I have it?"

Bright's body froze for a moment and he couldn't help but chuckle. The laughter of a man covered in blood made the quiet room turn lively.

'Ah, cute! So cute!'

Bright touched Mio's face through the screen. His eyes almost formed a heart shape. It might be weird to fall in love with a game character but Bright couldn't care less.

'Oh, how I wish I could hold him with my own hands.'

[1] = Tsundere is a Japanese term for a character development process that depicts a character with a personality who is initially cold, temperamental, hotheaded before gradually showing a warmer, friendlier side over time. The word is derived from the terms Tsun tsun and dere.