The sky is as blue as the sea, and the light shines softly on the ground.
Kyoto is a little hot in September, and the end of summer is still a little bit behind, but the temperature in Higashiyama District, adjacent to Lake Biwa, is cooler.
It rained lightly yesterday, but the weather changed quickly. The young water droplets could not withstand the evaporation of the sun, and no traces could be seen in the morning, and there were no damp water stains on the slopes.
This kind of weather is really not a refreshing autumn day.
Today's ultraviolet rays are also extremely strong. It stands to reason that you should bring a parasol when going out, but unfortunately the reality is always harsher than expected.
"arrive..."
Minamoto Yorimitsu, with his computer bag slung over his shoulder, stopped and raised his head to look at the extremely narrow coffee shop. Unwilling to endure the ultraviolet rays, he opened the door and stepped in.
The coffee shop was very quiet. He randomly found a seat by the window, ordered the cheapest coffee and planned to enjoy the air-conditioning.
Minamoto Yorimitsu came to this coffee shop in Higashiyama District from Sakyo Ward because he was used to organizing study materials here and it was very close to where he worked part-time near Gion.
But he didn't rush to take out his notebook. Instead, he took a sip of the freshly served iced coffee, and then took out the cell phone in his pocket that kept ringing all the way.
Unlock the screen, LINE's chat list appears, and the screen is filled with red unread messages.
"Sorry, I already have someone I like."
"Did Yuan-kun lose in the game of truth or dare? But it's already morning, right? Shouldn't it be posted last night?"
"Don't you like Yoshikawa-san?"
"Why did I forget to delete you?"
"As far as I know, you are a loser, so goodbye."
"Please withdraw this sentence, I see it's a little disgusting."
"roll."
What a short yet powerful statement.
As his fingertips continued to slide down the screen of his mobile phone, Minamoto Noraimitsu saw various messages in reply, but most of them were words that he could not read back. After staring for a while, he withdrew his gaze and picked up the cup with hazy water on the wall. Wu took another sip of her iced coffee.
He was not going to go through all the trouble of replying and explaining.
Putting down his cell phone, he focused his attention on things that others could not see.
[Chiaki Momota’s dislike level has increased slightly!]
[Togawa Haruna's dislike level has increased slightly!]
[Arabiya Jun’s dislike level increased slightly!]
...
[The irritability has been reversed into a reward!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
Things turned out the way they wanted.
Because he has verified his original hypothesis.
"So, whether it is active or passive, as long as you are disliked by a girl, it will turn into a reward."
This is definitely good news, because this simulator is obviously extraordinary and can even become the basis for his settlement here.
Or even in other words——
As long as Minamoto Noraimitsu's moral bottom line is flexible enough and he has lost all reputation as a human being in society, he can continue to do evil to provoke some girls in order to obtain unknown but definitely useful rewards to strengthen himself.
But Yorimitsu Minamoto is not a person at the pre-conventional level of ethics in management.
You can't always do whatever is beneficial to you.
"It's a difficult proposition to be disliked by girls in order to get rewards, but not willing to violate your own moral ethics."
Once a problem is raised, it should be solved. Minamoto Noraimitsu likes this process of finding solutions. According to the situational leadership model, he is definitely a highly mature employee.
They are also the favorite candidates for capitalists to extract money without any effort.
After all, achievement-oriented incentives are the most effective.
"But if you're dealing with green tea..."
After thinking for a while, Minamoto no Yorimitsu suddenly thought of Yoshikawa Yumi, and after thinking for a while, he seemed to have found the direction.
There are two kinds of people, good and evil. There is no pure evil and no pure good.
It is easy to distinguish between being mostly good and mostly evil.
If you want to deliberately do evil to women indiscriminately in order to obtain rewards from the simulator to enrich yourself, it is estimated that it will be difficult for any normal person to cross this bottom line.
But when it comes to dealing with those tea masters who have superb tea skills and like to play with emotions, or women who have dark thoughts and do evil, Minamoto no Yorimitsu feels that he will not have any psychological pressure.
It's like he's been thinking about how to get revenge on Yoshikawa Yumi.
"As expected, I cannot reach the level of principled morality. I still cannot reach the point where I would rather let the world betray me than I would rather betray the world."
Minamoto Yorimitsu's fingers subconsciously touched the management books that he usually kept at hand. After feeling empty, he realized that he had not taken it out of his computer bag. He lowered his head and took it out again and placed it on the desktop.
The table of contents of the book "The Practice of Management" was opened.
The page of Management by Objectives method is displayed.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu has already made a tentative plan to encircle and suppress Green Tea.
But before specifying the plan carefully, let’s check the reversal reward. It seems to be different from the one Yoshikawa reversed last time.
"There is still a slight and medium difference, and there should be other differences."
The mysterious patterned chain locks the cherry blossom pattern in the center and gradually opens it.
There are seven or eight words glowing in white in the inventory of the introduction.
Minamoto Yorimitsu checked it carefully.
"The familiar arrogance, but also the rage, laziness, and greed that didn't appear before."
"Is it really divided according to the seven deadly sins?"
"If you put it this way, there are still three types that haven't appeared yet..."
A classic roulette wheel with intricate carvings appears.
There were still countless small grids on the virtual roulette wheel, covered with a thin but unclear layer of fog, and the writing was as impenetrable to his eyes as before.
But the difference from last time is that the light of the roulette wheel is slightly white.
"So there's also a difference in color between micro and medium."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu had experienced roulette once, and he had some understanding of the process, so he started roulette without too much hesitation.
Also turn on the other roulette wheels.
I also saw the corresponding explanation for the same.
[The sin of arrogance (slight): Arrogance stems from superiority and overlooking at the most primitive level]
[The crime of rage (slight): rage stems from excessive discrimination, warning and harm to others]
[Sin of laziness (slight): Laziness stems from the nature of human beings who want to achieve results and are unwilling to work hard]
[The sin of greed (slight): Greed stems from the desire to possess more than what is needed]
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought for a moment after reading these explanations.
Then he turned around to check out the rewards for this slight reversal of evil.
To determine the extent of these different magnitudes of rewards.
[Congratulations on winning the prize: high-quality Gurkha standard saber]
[Congratulations on receiving the reward: your physical fitness has improved slightly]
[Congratulations on winning the prize: Liquid assets doubled]
[Congratulations on acquiring the skill: tricycle driving mastery]
[Congratulations on acquiring the skill: mastering cooking skills]
...
[Skills have been loaded]
[The prizes have been sent]
Minamoto no Yorimitsu raised his hand and touched his collar.
This jade plaque that his mother begged for from Nanzen Temple was a bit gentle.
He looked at the reward list in front of him with a strange expression. There were rewards that surprised him, and there were rewards that made him feel speechless.
His fingertips touched the water mist on the cup wall again, and the bitter and slightly cold coffee flowed down his throat. Soon Minamoto no Yorimitsu accepted this information.
I see--
A master who can't ride a tricycle is not a good management expert.