My Romance Simulation with Them

The long-dormant heart seems to be stirring with other unknown emotions.

Is this what makes a girl's heart so unpredictable?

Yamada Ryo tilted his head.

She doesn't understand.

In her short life of just over a decade, this was the first time she had ever felt this way.

Sometimes... that's just how it is.

You care about someone simply because they accidentally touched your hand.

Or perhaps it's a sunny afternoon, and the other person is wearing a clean white shirt.

Yamada Ryo stared blankly at Nango Toki's retreating figure, lost in thought.

"Oh, right."

As night falls in Nanxiang, the clean eyes are illuminated by the neon lights, creating a unique and captivating scene that makes one constantly worry that the brilliance might fade away.

He asked in a low but steady voice, "I wonder what Liang would like to eat?"

"I..."

Yamada Ryo thought of a whole bunch of dishes he wanted to eat.

But when it came to asking, it turned into: "What do you usually eat?"

When saying this.

She felt a little regretful.

This was clearly a good opportunity to take advantage of Nanxiang and ask for what he wanted to eat, but he failed to seize it.

"Make whatever you like, something like a meat patty, and I'm also thinking of adding an egg tonight."

"Then let's go with that one."

Although she felt some regret, she had already said so much, and there was no need for her to change her mind.

But then she took a few small steps forward and added, "I want two eggs."

"it is good."

"Ah."

With Nango's consent, Yamada Ryo felt relieved and genuinely looked forward to the delicious food to come.

only.

Ms. Yamada, who was only focused on the food, did not notice.

She followed in Nanxiang's footsteps...

seem...

We're a little closer now.

......

After feeding Yamada Ryo and personally seeing her off on the train, it was already around 7:30 p.m.

Nanxiang returned home comfortably.

"It's finally solved."

Feeling the burden on his body instantly lighten, Nanxiang stretched.

The matter of the aid funds distributed to Chizuka Nishiki, Takina Inoue, and the 'Rikorik' orphanage can be considered a satisfactory resolution.

So what needs to be done next—

"So it really is studying."

After taking a quick shower, Nanxiang Shi sat cross-legged at his small round table and opened a book.

Simulations are important, but solving the problems at the 'RicoRico' orphanage is also important.

But no matter how many times he compared, Nanxiang Shi still genuinely loved learning.

At least face the challenge of learning.

It's much easier than dealing with the complex and unpredictable mind of a young girl.

He opened the book, ready to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.

But the next second—

The phone suddenly rang urgently.

"Ok?"

Nanxiang stopped flipping through the book.

He then reached out and answered the phone without hesitation.

"Hello, this is Nanxiang. May I ask who you are?"

He asked the question.

Without the slightest pause, a voice quickly came from the other end of the phone:

"I am Ryoko Okano."

"Principal Okano?"

Nanxiang Shi stood up in surprise.

The main problem was that he didn't understand why the principal of Ocha High School... that is, Ryoko Okano, had called him late at night.

Chapter 111. I Didn't Love Money at All When I Was in the South (4100 words!)

Principal of Ocha High School, Ryoko Okano.

This lady was definitely an acquaintance from my time in Nanxiang.

After all, the other party had taken good care of him since he enrolled in school.

Not only did she considerately waive all the high fees for Nango Shi at Ocha High School, but she also personally approved his scholarship application.

Of course, this is partly due to the fact that Nanxiang was first in the entire grade and also achieved first place in the national mock test.

But kindness is kindness.

Nango never hesitates to show respect to those who are willing to help him.

So after hearing her voice on the phone.

Even in the south, he managed to muster some energy and put down the book he was about to open.

"Principal Okano, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Well, first of all, congratulations on winning the title of first in the grade again, Nanxiang."

On the other end of the phone, Ryoko Okano didn't act distant despite being the principal of Ocha High School. Instead, she smiled and offered her congratulations to Toki Nango.

After all, she was quite aware of it herself.

With Nango Toki's monstrous academic ability, even if he randomly went to any school in Tokyo, the school leaders would be willing to waive his tuition and admit him as a special student.

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I won't say any more polite words. The reason I called you this time, Nanxiang, is that I need your help with something."

"Do you need my help with something?"

This made Nanxiang Shi somewhat puzzled.

As the principal of Ocha High School, Ryoko Okano can be considered an elite member of Japanese society in a true sense. Her network of connections and the assets behind her are not to be underestimated.

What good would it do to ask him to do something she couldn't even do herself?

"Don't worry, since it's me calling, there's something you can do."

Seemingly anticipating Nango Toki's thoughts, Okano Ryoko smiled and said, "You should know that our Ocha High School publishes a school magazine called 'Ocha' every time we have a cultural festival, right?"

“Of course I know that,” Nanxiang Shi replied.

The so-called "Imperial Tea" school magazine was actually a publication organized and compiled by the Classical Literature Department of the student club.

Although the "Imperial Tea" school magazine is said to be a student publication, the works in it are mainly literary works, namely novels, essays and poems, which is to say, it is a literary magazine.

It is said that the tradition of publishing an issue of the "Ocha" school magazine every year during the Ocha Culture Festival, which began in the Taisho period, has continued to this day.

"Many articles in our early school magazine, 'Yucha,' actually won various youth student awards, but in recent years..."

Ryoko Okano couldn't help but shake her head: "The content of the school magazine is getting worse and worse; it's simply unbearable to look at!"

As a symbol of its long history, the "Yucha" school magazine, in a sense, also represents the face of Yucha High School.

However, due to the rise of smartphones in recent years and the popularization of student entertainment, the publication of literary works has gradually declined.

This has led to fewer and fewer excellent articles appearing in the "Imperial Tea" school magazine each year.

Even last year, the Department of Classical Literature experienced a gap in the publication of the school journal "Yucha".

This is absolutely intolerable for Ocha High School, which prides itself on "cultivating students in all aspects".

“There are still two weeks until the ‘Imperial Tea Festival.’ Nango, your academic ability is quite good, so I would like you to write an article to enrich the content of the ‘Imperial Tea’ school magazine.”

"Is that all?"

"What do you mean by 'just' this? You better take this seriously."

On the other end of the phone, Ryoko Okano chuckled and cursed, then added:

"This time it's not just me, but also several senior members of the board of directors. They all attach great importance to this year's 'Royal Tea' school magazine."

"Is that so?" Nanxiang Shi replied casually.

Writing articles...that sounds like a lot of trouble.

And most importantly.

Nanxiang couldn't help but glance at his current emulator status bar.

Name: Nanxiang Shi