My Romance Simulation with Them

Nanxiang looked at his remaining 1190 points of excitement.

He estimated that a large portion of his increased 1190 points of affection came from the gifts from Miss Shinjo, with whom he had been in close contact these past few days.

only...

"1190...this number...it's a bit too subtle no matter how you look at it."

Nanxiang stood up, put the water glass into the sink, and pondered.

Yes.

1190 points of excitement.

If it increases by another 10 points.

Then, the condition was met when it was in Nanxiang.

A condition that he had always been very curious about.

"—Personally simulate it."

Nanxiang looked at this option, which he had never dared to look at before.

After consuming 4 simulation opportunities, the original consciousness was projected into the simulated world.

According to the simulator.

This should be a 100% accurate simulation experience.

However, the price has always been based on up to four simulation opportunities.

For those from the south, they could only look up in awe.

Four simulation opportunities.

Based on the calculation that each simulation opportunity costs 300 Heart Points, a personal simulation would require 1200 Heart Points.

From any perspective, this is a huge sum of money that would make anyone back down.

Furthermore, the simulation subjects also had the possibility of simulation failure, normal ending, and unfortunate ending.

Therefore, Nanxiang was always very frugal, and he would even split a single simulation opportunity into two.

but--

"Things are different now."

Nanxiang perked up and sat down again at the small round table.

He is completely different now.

You now have 1190 points of excitement value, a huge sum of money in your hands.

Moreover, so far, no new simulation objects have been encountered...

In other words...

He could spend all that affection on the 'personal simulation' feature that he had always been curious about.

"But I'm still 10 points short of excitement..."

Nanxiang picked up his phone and glanced at the time.

It's a little past 8:50 PM now.

Although Goto Ichiri, Shinjo Akane, and Nishiki Chitsuka should not be asleep yet at this time.

But contacting them so late at night seemed a bit too sudden and inappropriate.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

After all, it's only 10 points away from being exciting.

If we figure out a way, we should be able to get it.

Thinking this way.

Nanxiang put down his phone, preparing to do something else for the time being.

but--

Ding dong.

Just as Nanxiang put down his phone, a crisp LINE notification sound rang out.

"Ok?"

Nanxiang was a little surprised.

He had already decided not to contact anyone late at night.

Unexpectedly, someone contacted him first.

He couldn't tell if it was Akane Shinjo or Chizuka Nishiki, who would occasionally try to chat with him...

Or perhaps it's Ms. Yamada who secretly sends him a bunch of messages at some in the dark.

As for the already delicate Ms. Goto...? She was completely out of Nango's consideration.

Nango added her to his LINE friend list.

I've only chatted with her a handful of times.

The number of times she initiated a conversation with me could be counted on one hand.

Inferiority complex LV3, social anxiety LV2, this is terrifying.

Thinking of this, Nanxiang picked up his phone and glanced at the names on it.

Then, he couldn't help but let out a soft "Eh."

His previous guess was completely wrong.

It was found in the LINE friends list.

There is a clear red message notification with the number '1' next to Ichiri Goto's profile picture.

"It really is Ms. Goto?"

Nango Toki clicked on Goto Ichiri's profile picture with a strange expression.

This is truly unprecedented... I wonder what Ms. Goto said.

[Probably dead: Ah Shi... um... are you there?]

[Tokyo's Number One Handsome Boy: Hey, what's up so late at night? Ichiri?]

[Probably dead: I'm extremely sorry! Um... I'm really... so sorry to have troubled you to turn on your phone for someone like me so late at night!]

Behind the phone screen, due to excessive nervousness from contacting Nango for the first time without outside interference, Goto Ichiri's finger trembled and he even mistyped the word "sorry".

"Ugh! I'm such an idiot! This is the first time... I've ever initiated a conversation with Shi!"

Goto Ichiri covered his face.

She even mustered up the courage to address Nango Toki as "A-Toki".

The next sentence completely messed it up!

But...but—

[He's probably dead: There's something I wanted to tell you when I contacted Ashi this time.]

My fingers are trembling.

Her fair complexion flushed slightly.

Her body, dressed in pink pajamas, was trembling slightly.

But this time... Goto Ichiri did not run away.

Type out this sentence word by word and then send it.

[Tokyo's Number One Handsome Boy: What's going on?]

[Probably dead: So... during the Ocha Festival, could Toki spare some time to walk around the Ocha Festival with me?]

Click! Send!

Then take a deep breath.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless.

After sending out the message, Goto Ichiri immediately hid her face behind the pillow, her snow-white, round toes curling up and trembling adorably.

This is usually because the man feels too shy when he takes the initiative to invite him out.

On the other hand, it's because of the fear of rejection, and simply feeling scared.

I... I tried my best. Kita-san.

I really...really tried my best. Kita-san.

so...

Even if I get rejected... there's nothing to regret...

Of course, that statement is definitely a lie.

If Nango Toki really rejects him.

Goto Ichiri felt she was really going to burst into tears, so she buried her face in the pillow for a long time until she heard the LINE notification sound. Then, she nervously and cautiously peeked her head out from behind the pillow to look at her phone screen.

The screen emitted a faint glow.

To her, it was like a sun that wasn't very bright.

And this is how the sun hidden within responded to her.

[Tokyo's most handsome boy: Okay, let's set a time then.]

it is good...

OK?

How about...how about a time?

"hey-hey..."