My Romance Simulation with Them

"Hehe... I was just saying that."

Nango Shiho counted on her fingers, her chubby cheeks pouting cutely:

"I've heard that pretty girls in Tokyo are like potatoes in a field, you can pull up a whole bunch of them. I think with A-Shi's looks and personality, it wouldn't be surprising if he had one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight girlfriends now!"

“Those are girls from Tokyo! Local girls in Tokyo are all very shrewd! What kind of boys haven’t they seen? I’m more worried that a country boy like Shi will be deceived by them.”

Nanxiang Youbao glared at his younger sister.

Although she spoke in a gentle manner, she still commanded great respect in the eyes of her younger sister, Nango Shiho.

So Nango Shiho blinked his big eyes, pouted, and stopped talking.

From a practical standpoint, she felt that Nanxiang Youbao was telling the truth.

Tokyo is Japan's largest metropolis.

The girls there must have seen all kinds of boys.

How could she be so easily won over by a country youth from Nanxiang?

Let alone dating a girl and hugging and cuddling.

Nango Shiho felt that his younger brother had probably never even held a girl's hand in the past year.

Ugh--

Her younger brother had always been very honest and well-behaved in front of his older sister.

I wonder when I'll be able to find a girlfriend.

Oh, how melancholy!

Oh, how melancholy!

Chapter 153. Slower, Slower (5000 words!)

A new week begins.

Ocha High School has also officially entered the stage of preparing for various Ocha Festival activities.

During this period, the school continues as usual, and students in each class use their time after school to prepare for their respective Ocha Festival activities. They will have a day off the day before the Ocha Festival to give each class time to decorate their classrooms.

The chocolate and banana dessert shop run by Class 2, Grade 2, where I was in Nanxiang, was no exception.

The orders were given by the class's Tea Ceremony Executive Committee member.

Some students went to buy chocolates.

Meanwhile, other students contacted fruit vendors to order a batch of bananas—not to buy them now, since bananas spoil easily if left out for too long.

I was quite lucky when I was in Nanxiang.

Instead of having to run around doing errands, I was assigned to background decoration, where I was responsible for sewing the cute lettering of "Grade 11 Class 2 Chocolate Banana Shop" using needle and thread.

Two other students from his class were also assigned tasks along with him.

They were all boys.

The round-faced boy is named Tsuchiya Taiyo, and the other tall boy is named Shimazaki Shota.

At this moment, the two people were working while complaining endlessly.

"Why are we boys being given such delicate work?" Tsuchiya Taiyo asked, fiddling with the unfamiliar needle and thread at hand.

He really couldn't understand it.

A male classmate who has never touched a needle and thread is better off helping with manual labor than doing this kind of thing.

For example, moving a box of chocolates.

Sitting here for ages and still not being able to sew a single piece of cloth, isn't that a complete waste of time?

He complained incessantly, which resonated with Shota Shimazaki, who was standing next to him.

Shimazaki Shota shook his slightly sore wrists, glanced at the fabric that seemed far from being completely sewn up, and sighed heavily.

"I'm afraid I won't finish until six or seven o'clock today, I want to die—"

"Right? That's why I said that Rena (the executive committee member of the cultural festival) is just being unreasonable."

Tsuchiya Taiyo was indignant, then glanced curiously in the direction of Nango Toki.

Nanxiang hasn't said a single word since he started working here.

He hasn't said a word since the beginning, and now he's even started to close his eyes and sleep.

This unusually composed movement surprised even Tsuchiya Taiyo, who was standing nearby.

Could it be that besides being a genius in academics, Nango the Great Demon King is also a master of handicrafts?

Is all the work already done?

It's worth noting that compared to the difficulty they only needed to sew two or three pieces of fabric together, Nanxiang Shi had to sew the words "Grade 11 Class 2 Chocolate Banana Shop" onto the fabric.

This level of complexity is more than just a step above.

Tsuchiya Taiyo's gaze also caught Shimazaki Shota's attention.

He had clearly noticed Nango Toki, who was sleeping with his eyes half-closed.

How can this person be so calm?

Is that all there is to it?

They were somewhat curious.

Finally, Tsuchiya Taiyo couldn't help but ask, "Nango-kun, how's your project coming along?"

"Here."

Nanxiang opened his eyes, seemingly unconcerned, and directly displayed the specific condition of the white cloth beneath his feet.

Then--

"hiss..."

Looking at the progress of the work in Nango's hands, Tsuchiya Taiyo gasped in astonishment.

It's not because the level of completion is too high.

But -

"Nanxiang, it's been half an hour since we started working, and... you haven't even uttered a single word yet?"

Tuya Taiyo's lips twitched.

Yes.

He realized he was completely wrong, terribly wrong.

Nanxiang didn't complete any work at all, he didn't even start.

The white cloth was completely bare; there wasn't a single word, not even a shadow, it was cleaner than his face.

Is there a problem?

"What do you mean by 'Is there a problem?' This is a huge problem."

Seeing that Nango still looked calm, Tsuchiya Taiyo couldn't help but ask, "Don't you know that Kawakami Rena has a nickname: the Mad Cannibal?"

"Is that so?"

I became somewhat interested when I was in Nanxiang.

He naturally knew the name Kawakami Rena. She was the class president and also the executive committee member in charge of the chocolate banana shop. She had long, straight black hair and was quite good-looking, but she was a bit too serious and took everything very seriously.

To be honest, Nango Toki doesn't actually dislike people like that.

"Of course! So I advise Nango, you'd better get back to work. If the 'Crazy Cannibal' finds out you're still sneaking off to sleep... watch out—"

Shota Shimazaki, who was standing next to him, also came over, but before he could finish speaking, he made a gesture of chopping his neck with his hand.

"Not urgent."

Nanxiang yawned, as if he was sleep-deprived, and casually replied, "I called a friend over to help."

"your friend?"

Tsuchiya Taiyo and Shimazaki Shota subconsciously searched for people who matched the description of Nango Toki's 'friend'.

but--

"Nanxiang, please stop joking."

The sun in the earthen house had nothing to say.

Will I have friends in the south?

Normally at school, he has never even seen Nanxiang take the initiative to communicate with others.

When this person has nothing to do, he either sits in his seat and sleeps or flips through paperback books.

If it weren't for Nanxiang's exceptionally outstanding appearance and excellent academic performance...

I guess he's already become a marginalized figure on campus.

How can someone from such a remote place like Nanxiang have friends? And even come to help?

This is even more fantastical than a beautiful girl suddenly appearing to save them from their predicament.

"Nango, I advise you to start working now. Shimazaki and I can help you later, at least so you can catch the last train."

Tsuchiya Taiyo and Shimazaki Shota realized that Nango Toki was bragging, so they earnestly advised their fellow sufferer to start working and stop dreaming.

At least from now on, there's still a chance to catch the last tram.

but--

"You've arrived."

"Ok?"

Taiyo Tsuchiya and Shota Shimazaki looked at Nango, who had suddenly stood up, with a puzzled expression: "Nango, who are you talking to... Huh?! Shinjo-kun?!"

They instinctively turned around, and then their faces showed expressions of astonishment.