My Romance Simulation with Them

Snapped!

This is the crisp sound of a reference book being rolled up and tapped on Ms. Yamada's empty head.

This is the situation on Ms. Yamada's side.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Goto Ichiri.

"Is there a place you don't know how to do, Yili?"

"Shaking, shaking, shaking..."

Two minutes passed.

"Yili, is there something you don't understand? I've noticed you haven't written anything for quite a while."

"Shaking, shaking, shaking..."

Two more minutes passed.

"...Ms. Goto, if you don't know, you should just say no. Don't keep trembling. I'm not going to eat you."

"Ah...that...uh...okay...that...Ashi...I don't know how."

"What part don't you know?"

"All...all..."

"..."

Snapped!

This was the sound of Nanxiang slapping his own knowledgeable head in utter helplessness.

Looking at Goto Ichiri and Yamada Ryo in front of him.

At that moment in Nanxiang, I truly felt a feeling called 'physical and mental exhaustion'.

One person can confidently ask, "Can you show me the answer?" while the other struggles to even speak or communicate.

In every sense, these two people represent the extremes of extremes.

I only tutored the two of them with their homework.

When I was in Nanxiang, I could clearly feel the feeling of 'fatigue'.

You know, he's never been this tired even when he's been working through an entire book of "Tokyo University Entrance Exam Questions" at home.

Nanxiang Shi only now realizes that, in a certain sense, he is quite remarkable.

He managed to raise this large group of people and help them all get into the University of Tokyo.

It can be described as remarkable in every sense.

But... how should I put it?

Nango looked towards Yamada Ryo and Goto Ichiri.

From Yamada Ryo's perspective on solving problems, her brain wasn't actually as bad as Nango had imagined; her 'clever' approach was evident in various ways.

The problem is that she has a very poor concentration when studying, and she keeps thinking about music or bass.

Once her thoughts go astray, knowledge naturally cannot enter her mind.

Although communication was a little difficult, Goto Ichiri listened very attentively to Nango's explanations, emphasizing her seriousness and hard work.

Furthermore, perhaps because Nanxiang personally tutored her, she was quite nervous. Once she got used to the rhythm, this nervousness would naturally ease.

After all, it was thanks to Nanxiang's long-term initiative in talking and communicating, as well as the continuous efforts of everyone in the band.

Goto Ichiri's social anxiety and low self-esteem symptoms have actually lessened considerably.

"There's room for improvement in everything..."

Nanxiang nodded.

Although some things are challenging, at least there is hope.

With this in mind, Nango Toki perked up and stayed with Yamada Ryo and Goto Ichiri to finish the questions.

About an hour later—

"It's finally over."

Goto Ichiri let out a cry for help and handed his exam paper to Nango Toki.

It's not surprising that she would make that sound.

Because the exam questions set by Nango were very clever, the difficulty level was between that Goto Ichiri could understand and that he almost couldn't understand.

Doing these kinds of questions naturally made her feel like she was being tortured.

It's like you can do every question, but if you look closely, it seems like you can't do any of them.

If it were a particularly difficult exam question, she would probably give up after just one glance.

But these kinds of questions—I can do every single one of them, yet it seems like I can't do them at all...

It would make her subconsciously ponder the solutions to all the questions on the test paper.

This is also true.

She should have given up eventually, but she persevered and finished the job.

Ms. Yamada, who was standing next to her, remained silent.

But judging from her expressionless face and the faint 'smoke' visible above her head, her brain, which hadn't been working much, was now under heavy load.

That is indeed the case.

Ms. Yamada, who never liked doing troublesome things, was already plotting how to trick Nango Toki into giving her the answers when she was halfway through the exam.

However, Nanxiang was unyielding to both soft and hard approaches, and he stubbornly waited until she finished the exam paper, and he still is now.

"That's about it. I'm going to the restroom. I'll come back and grade your papers. You can do whatever you want with the rest of the time."

Nango stretched, put away Yamada Ryo and Goto Ichiri's answer sheets, and stood up to walk towards the restroom.

And he received approval from Nanxiang.

The previously quiet lounge has finally regained its relaxed atmosphere after the band has finished their performance.

"Oh my... as expected of Nango-san."

Looking at Nango's seat, Ichiki Nigatsu sighed:

"I think I understand why Nanxiang Sang was able to sit in first place in the national simulation test. His self-control... is just too terrifying, isn't it?"

"Indeed... they actually stayed until we finished the entire exam... and didn't even take out their phones to pass the time..."

Kita Ikuyo couldn't help but speak up.

They spent a full hour working on the test paper from start to finish.

Nanxiang Shi sat on the side for the entire hour.

They just sat there, not even taking out their phones to kill time during the hour.

In his words, 'You guys are all working so hard, how could I possibly relax and take out my phone to distract you?'

You know, modern young people can't sit still for an hour, they can probably only sit for ten minutes or so before they can't stand it anymore and will take out their smartphones to browse some interesting online information.

"Iron Man, Time".

Yamada Ryo's words were as concise as ever, but the meaning behind them was quite clear.

"Speaking of Senior Nango... um... I remember he wrote an article that was published in the Ocha High School's school magazine before, right?"

Ijichi Nijika turned her head to look at Goto Ichiri with some curiosity.

"Ah... um... yes."

Goto Ichiri nodded.

She thought of the last time she forcibly kissed Nanxiang, and her face, hidden under her long bangs, slowly turned red.

"I think it was a school magazine called 'Ocha'? I heard that they make booklets for the Ocha Festival and distribute them in limited quantities to visitors?"

Ichi Niji Natsumi was very curious: "Last time, Ryo, Kita-chan, and I all wanted to see the novel written by Nango-san, but he ruthlessly refused... I wonder what kind of content it is... I'm so curious... I should be able to see it when we go to the Ocha Festival, right?"

"Uh..."

Goto Ichiri, the only one present who had seen "Her Hidden in a Sea of ​​Azaleas," remained silent and dared not touch on the topic.

Fortunately, Kita Ikuyo seemed to notice Goto Ichiri's embarrassment at this moment and stepped in to help:

"Although I'm very curious about what kind of novel Nango-senpai wrote, we should also pay attention to the fact that our band's performance at the Ocha Festival is over, right? It feels like we'll be starting special training tomorrow, and the days aren't far off."

"Ah...that's true."

Upon hearing Kita Ikuyo's words, Ichi Nijika immediately focused her attention on the matter.

That's right.

It's certainly intriguing to see what kind of novel Nango Toki, who ranked first in the national mock test, wrote.

But their next live performance is also something that cannot be ignored.

Performing at the Ocha Festival allows them to gain live experience and prepare for the next performance... This is something the band should consider when it comes to ending their careers.

With this in mind, they became very interested and began to discuss what to do and what arrangements to make after the band ended.

And on the other side, not far away.

"Hey. It's finally over."

Flip over the doorplate for 'RicoRico'.

The blonde girl stretched after finishing her day's work.

At the same time, her crystal-clear, fiery red eyes couldn't help but look towards the door of 'Rikorik', as if she were waiting for someone to come and visit.

"Who are you waiting for? Why isn't the door closed yet? Chizuka?"

"Oh dear, is Takina asking a question she already knows the answer to? Hehe, don't you know best who she's waiting for?"

Chizuka Nishiki winked at the black-haired girl who came out of the kitchen: "Of course, we're waiting for our future husband."

"husband...?"