Another world Game Developers in Japan`s 1991

After spending a heartfelt evening with his family in his offices, Zaboru returned home them and slump to his bed with feeling a mix of warmth and exhaustion. The next morning, with a full day ahead of him,like usual he clean himself drin some coffee then he wasted no time heading straight to his office at ZAGE.

With only a week left before the ZEPS components arrived, he needed to start the hiring process immediately. Finding reliable employees was crucial—if he handled everything alone, the assembly process could drag on for months.

Sitting at his desk, he began drafting a recruitment flyer.

Required! Job for ZAGE

Good at assembling components.

Understanding of programming is a plus.

Basic knowledge of electronics.

Available to start immediately.

Weekly wages: 10,000 yen (Negotiable).If interested, visit this address: [ZAGE Location] or call this number: [Contact Number].

Zaboru exhaled, staring at the flyer. Is this really enough to attract applicants? He knew that in 1991, jobs were plentiful, and his pay rate wasn't exactly competitive. Still, he didn't have much of a choice—his funds were primarily allocated for advertising ZEPS and securing deals with local electronics stores.

Once satisfied with the flyer, he headed to a printing shop and had stacks of them printed. Then, the real work began.

Roaming the Town for Recruitment

Armed with a bag full of flyers, Zaboru set out into the city. His first stop was the shopping district, where foot traffic was at its highest. He carefully placed flyers on public bulletin boards, lamp posts, and walls near busy intersections. He even slipped a few inside newspaper stands, hoping curious job seekers might take notice.

The morning passed in a blur as he continued sticking flyers at various spots—near train stations, convenience stores, and bus stops. The more he walked, the more he realized just how exhausting the process was. He hadn't even had a proper lunch, only grabbing a quick sandwich from a supermarket between stops.

By noon, he decided to check in at Toki and Satonaka's arcades, not only to greet them but also to inspect the ZAS machines he had sold to them. Despite his packed schedule, he always made time to ensure the ten ZAS machines were running smoothly.

Zaboru then want to quick Check-In for his ZAS at the two Arcades

Walking into Toki's Bakudan arcade, he was met with the familiar sound of clacking buttons and excited chatter. Toki, spotting him from behind the counter, waved him over.

"Yo, Zaboru! Finally got time to visit, huh?"

Zaboru smirked. "Yeah, been crazy busy Toki-san Just wanted to check on the ZAS machines."

"They're doing great," Toki said, gesturing toward the row of machines. "Still a hit, but the players keep asking for new games. Any chance you got something cooking?"

Zaboru shook his head. "Not right now. I've got way too much on my plate with ZEPS."

Toki sighed but nodded in understanding. "Alright, but when you're free, think about it. People love the ZAS."

After leaving flyers in Toki's arcade, he made his way to Satonaka's place Dream Catcher. The conversation was nearly identical—business was booming, players wanted fresh content, and Satonaka was more than happy to put up some of Zaboru's flyers.

Zaboru also talk about the ZAS patent in the patent process for ZAGE, and ZEPS. Both arcade owners had already agreed to let him register the design and name, ensuring that he had full control over his creations.

Satisfied with the arcade visits, he resumed his mission, moving through different districts of the city, placing flyers wherever he could.

As the sun began to set, fatigue started creeping in. His feet ached, his shoulders were sore from carrying the stack of flyers, and he had barely eaten anything substantial.

"Sigh… this had better be worth it," he muttered to himself.

The reality was, he wasn't sure if his offer would attract many applicants. People weren't exactly desperate for work in the current economy, and asking for programming knowledge while only paying 10,000 yen a week wasn't the most appealing deal.

Still, he had to try.

Even if he only got two to four employees, it would make a massive difference.

Glancing at the now nearly empty bag of flyers, he nodded to himself. Let's hope for the best.

With that, he finally headed to his offices he wanted to close it and go to home,

After he arrived at his offices he quickly closed the offices and went back home ,today is very tiring and he hoping that by morning, someone—anyone—would respond to his job recruitment

To be continued…