My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

"Come on! Even if it's a dead end, I'm going!"

Zhang Ying moved the mouse to start the simulation!

[Rationality - 2]

Current sanity: 10

The simulated screen slowly turned black, and the image appeared in front of the vocal studio door, but this time the sky was dark and filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

The narration subtitles appear in the dialog box.

After that first encounter, that girl was firmly etched in your heart, and you deeply realized that you had fallen hopelessly in love with her.

You investigated her privately and learned that the girl's name was Li Ziqing and that she lived in a repressive family.

You felt a deep sympathy for him; the love that filled your heart and the impulsiveness of your youth overwhelmed your inner inferiority. You decided to go to the vocal studio to see her again, even if it was just to see her.

You pushed open the door to the vocal studio with a mixture of anticipation and unease, wondering what would happen if she wasn't there.

But in the end, Lady Luck smiled upon you, and you finally met the girl you had been dreaming of in the vocal music room.

The door to the vocal studio is pushed open, and Li Ziqing stands by the window, singing loudly towards the outside. If Zhang Ying didn't know what Li Ziqing looked like in the simulator, he might really mistake her for a beautiful girl just by looking at her back.

Hearing the door being pushed open, Li Ziqing turned around. To Zhang Ying's surprise, the girl's head no longer held the music box, but instead displayed a blurry face.

Although the face had become human, it was surrounded by a mosaic-like mist, making it impossible for Zhang Ying to see the features clearly. However, compared to the Street King, this blurry face was more acceptable to him.

Who? ...It's you.

The girl was not surprised by Zhang Ying's appearance this time. She simply turned around, looked out the window, and stopped singing. For some reason, as Zhang Ying looked at her back, he felt a little sadness from her.

[I'm sorry, I disturbed you.]

This time, the shy and timid person was Zhang Ying in the simulator, who spoke in a hesitant tone.

"It's okay, I've already finished singing. If you want to use the vocal room, I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye."

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Ziqing turned around and tried to leave the vocal room first.

Options pop up on the panel:

Option 1: Praise her dance skills

Option 2: Praise her singing ability.

Option 3: Run away again before she leaves.

"Are the options popping up now?" Zhang Ying was a little surprised, since the plot didn't seem to have progressed to the point of discussing Li Ziqing's family yet.

He stroked his chin, analyzing the three options on the panel.

"Option one is already a dead end. For a girl who has been oppressed by dance for a long time, praising her dance skills is not only useless, but may also cause resentment."

"Although option three, running away again, might allow him to survive, his purpose in coming here was to further increase Li Ziqing's favorability. If he runs away now, all his previous efforts will be in vain."

"The correct answer to this question should be option two. As mentioned in the CG, Li Ziqing's hobby is singing, not dancing. Praising her singing ability is the same as praising her hidden hobby, which will resonate with her more."

Zhang Ying moved the mouse to option two. He had considered everything he could think of for this choice, so it couldn't possibly be the wrong one, right?

You...me...

Zhang Ying's words were somewhat incoherent. After catching his breath, he said, "I...I think your singing is beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Li Ziqing stopped in her tracks, seemingly surprised.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ying saw a slight smile on Li Ziqing's face, which was blurry on the panel.

The mist that had been shrouding the lower half of Li Ziqing's face thinned a bit.

Thank you for your compliment. Everyone says my singing is far inferior to my dancing, but I feel that I prefer carefree singing to dancing.

The conversation continued, and Li Ziqing showed no intention of leaving.

Zhang Ying, standing outside the panel, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the simulator's answer wasn't entirely impossible to choose from. As long as enough information was available, the correct answer could be deduced.

I think your singing is just as amazing as your dancing. If you could focus more on your singing training, you might even become more amazing than your dancing!

Li Ziqing remained silent in the simulator panel.

Zhang Ying, standing outside the panel, also fell silent.

"No way, is my emotional intelligence really that low? Li Ziqing just said a second ago that she liked carefree singing, and the simulator version of me brings it up again?"

"Emulator, if you keep doing this, I'll sue you for defamation!"

Li Ziqing's smile gradually turned into helplessness, but she did not leave. Instead, she walked to the window, her fingers tracing the windowsill, looking sad and dejected.

Perhaps, as you said, if I could dedicate myself entirely to learning to sing, I could reach a level far greater than I might currently achieve in dance. But then, would I still be able to sing without a care in the world?

Zhang Ying moved a little closer to Li Ziqing on the panel, patting his chest and declaring: "As long as you have passion, singing won't bind your mind or body."

Li Ziqing's lips curled up slightly as she leaned against the wall, looking directly at Zhang Ying.

Judging from your expression, you don't seem to be here for cleaning duty, do you? Did you come specifically to find me?

"I...I...I...um! I came to see you. I want to talk to you."

Oh? What do you want to talk to me about?

Li Ziqing seemed quite interested.

Three more options popped up on the panel.

Option 1: Swear to take her away.

Option 2: Comfort her and help her understand her family of origin.

Option 3: Attack her family of origin

"this……"

The second option appeared as expected, but this time, the choices on the panel put Zhang Ying in a dilemma.

"Option two seems to be the wrong answer. Her family of origin is the root cause of Li Ziqing's repressed psychology. Comforting her and asking her to understand her family of origin is something she would never agree to."

"But judging from Li Ziqing's personality, she might actually forgive her parents. After all, according to the CG story, she has never blamed her parents, only herself for not doing enough."

"But option one is also confusing: vowing to take her away—where to take her? Away from her family? Or to take her away from the city and elope together? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't make sense!"

Zhang Ying bit his thumb as he looked at the three options, his expression serious.

He eventually focused on option three.

"Option three, attacking his family of origin, seems the most violent and the least likely to be accepted by Li Ziqing, but Li Danyang once said that he wanted Li Ziqing to marry their chairman."

"For Li Ziqing, family is no longer a safe haven. Under long-term oppression, the final outcome is being traded like a commodity. In the end, he will probably lose all hope in his family, right?"

"To become an outlet for Li Ziqing's emotions, hmm, that might improve Li Ziqing's favorability."