My Romance Simulation with Them

Then she confidently patted her chest:

"I'm not bragging, but although my cooking skills can't compare to Teacher Mika's coffee skills, they're only slightly inferior."

She turned her head, her tone so confident it was impossible to ignore:

"Even among the Riko Riko, my cooking skills are definitely among the best."

"......" Nanxiang time.

He recalled the 1.1 rating he had seen for the dish, and Miss Nishiki's LV1 culinary skill.

Nango genuinely didn't understand why this blonde girl was so confident.

If you gave even one percent of that confidence to Goto Ichiri, she probably wouldn't be socially anxious, right?

Moreover, its cooking level of 1.1 is second to none?

Your "one-finger" skill level is a bit too low, isn't it?

And it's true that none of you 'RicoRico' can cook, right?

Nanxiang Shi probably understood by now.

Why is it that even on a day like a weekend, Lico Lico's shop is still deserted?

It turns out that apart from Mika, the store manager, who was genuinely working hard, all four of them, including Nishiki Chizuka, were war criminals.

wrong.

It's estimated that Inoue Takina is taking this seriously—in the simulation, the 'Rikorik' ledger that she was in charge of had never made a mistake.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Nanxiang shook his head.

Put all these chaotic thoughts out of your mind.

She walked into the kitchen of 'RicoRico' with ease.

The interior decoration and kitchenware arrangement are basically the same as in the simulation.

Nanxiang only glanced at it, yet he memorized the location of everything.

Seeing how familiar he was with everything in 'Rikorikoo', Chizuka Nishiki, standing next to him, couldn't help but tilt her head.

really...

Her intuition was probably right.

Perhaps I really did see Shi Jun somewhere... at some time...

Just as she was thinking, Nanxiang, who was standing in front of the stove, spoke up:

Can I use the materials here?

"Ah... sure."

Chizuki Nishiki readily agreed.

"Hmm? Is everything alright?"

Nango Toki, who had originally thought there would be a specific procedure to follow, couldn't help but turn her head to look at Nishiki Chizuka.

After all, this was considered an outsider misappropriating ingredients from the store.

"Ahem. I'm sorry, but the guests only come here for coffee."

When this topic came up, Chizuka Nishiki became a little embarrassed:

"Because very few people want to cook, we have a lot of leftover ingredients. If we can't sell them, we'll probably have to consume them ourselves."

It turned out to be the case.

Nanxiang was speechless after hearing this.

If the food doesn't sell, it just piles up in the refrigerator, and when it gets less fresh, we can only eat it ourselves by organizing some events.

No wonder Chizuka Nishiki took him into the kitchen so casually.

"What... I brought you into the kitchen, Shi-kun. What's with that look?"

Sensing Nango's gaze, the usually optimistic Nishiki Chizuka felt a surge of displeasure.

Because she always felt that she was at least a waitress in the restaurant, but her cooking skills were underestimated by Nango Toki.

This is an insult to all those in the restaurant industry.

So she couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"And does Shi Jun really have the confidence that his omelet rice is better than mine? I've been learning from videos for over a month now."

Nanxiang ignored her and simply took out the ingredients and vegetables he needed from the refrigerator.

Meanwhile, wash and peel the vegetables, and begin cooking.

"Really, my omelet rice is definitely better, Toki-kun, you should really try it."

Beside her, Chizuka Nishiki was still muttering something.

Although she was still muttering to herself, her eyes kept drifting towards the pot and the way Nanxiang had cooked.

As I watched...

She found herself gradually becoming unable to look away...

......

Kazuya Akasaka considers himself a very unsuccessful office worker.

This applies not only in the workplace, but also in life.

Being bossed around at will, constantly working overtime, and being ridiculed and talked about behind your back by colleagues...

These things have become commonplace in his daily life.

In their daily lives, his wife always complains that he works overtime and can't even find time to spend with their son.

He felt helpless and apologetic about this, and also felt dejected about his messy and seemingly endless life.

"I'm so sorry, that was extremely rude! Well then, it's settled about the collaboration."

With a forced smile, Kazuya Akasaka walked out of the customer's grocery store, his body exhausted from working overtime even on his days off, and stood on the street, lost in thought.

Looking at bustling Tokyo, and at the students walking on the streets, their faces beaming with smiles...

He recalled a long time ago, when he was still a student, and he always had a smile on his face.

At that time, he felt that he had unlimited potential.

But now, he is lost on the streets of Tokyo, dragging his heavy steps.

Why has my life turned out like this?

Kazuya Akasaka wandered aimlessly through the streets.

He doesn't want to go home because he'll just have to argue with his wife again.

But walking down the street, I couldn't find my target.

Tokyo is both very big and very small.

Kazuya Akasaka walked aimlessly forward.

I didn't stop until I felt hungry and weak all over.

"At least I can still feel hungry."

Akasaka Kazuya made a self-deprecating remark.

Over the years, he has felt so numb that he's become like a robot.

But in Tokyo, people like him have always been the majority.

He stopped and looked around, wanting to find a restaurant to satisfy his hunger.

It was at this time.

A delightful fragrance wafted over, lingering and captivating him.

"That is...?"

He turned around and noticed a small, exquisitely decorated coffee shop not far from him.

Although it wasn't a familiar store, Kazuya Akasaka, captivated by the aroma, still stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed open the door.

"Welcome, guest! Please come this way."

Akasaka Kazuya was taken aback when he saw the beautiful blonde girl who had come to greet him. This was different from the coffee shop he had imagined.

However, since he was already inside, he didn't back down. He simply said "Excuse me" softly and followed the blonde girl to her seat.

"Please use a hot towel."

"It's troublesome."

Although he can be described as a complete failure in both his personal and professional life, Kazuya Akasaka is still a typical working professional.

Even when dealing with Nishiki Chizuka in front of him, he was quite cultured and very polite.

However, compared to Akasaka Kazuya's politeness and composure, Nishiki Chizuka's feelings were completely different.

Since Kazuya Akasaka wasn't a regular customer at their shop, if they could keep her there, the quiet 'RikoRiko' shop might gain another customer willing to come every day and contribute to their sales.

She mustered all her strength and flashed a 100% energetic smile:

"What would you like to eat, sir?"

"Hmm..." Akasaka Kazuya glanced at the menu hanging above the bar, and only after not seeing what he wanted to eat did he ask:

"I wonder what the kitchen is doing? Just give me the same thing... As for the rest, I'd like two side dishes. I'll leave that to the head chef."

Kazuya Akasaka believed that his request would be considered reasonable in any restaurant.

To his surprise, the blonde girl in front of him looked troubled as soon as he spoke.

The main reason is that even Chizuka Nishiki didn't expect this.

This brand-new customer, whom we hadn't seen before, actually requested a dish made by Nango Shi right away—