My Romance Simulation with Them

"A cold can cause problems."

I sighed with emotion when I was in the south.

This was the first time he had missed a school run, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, as it had become a habit.

Only then did he understand.

Having 900 points of interest on hand all the time is such a worthwhile thing.

One pill from the redemption shop was taken.

No matter what kind of illness it is, it can recover completely.

While in Nanxiang, he was thinking about whether he should always keep 900 Heart Points on hand to deal with unforeseen circumstances.

A gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

"Nanxiang Sang, how are you feeling?"

Ok?

Nanxiang turned his head to the side.

Only then did he notice the blonde girl with a side ponytail already standing beside him: "Want a drink?"

A bottle of sports drink to replenish electrolytes was thoughtfully handed to her by Ijichi Nijika.

"I'd like a drink, thank you."

Nanxiang nodded, took the sports drink from the other person, and took a sip.

It has to be said that a girl like Ichiji Nijika is truly a sweet and considerate daughter.

He knew to make sure I was hydrated as soon as I woke up.

After saying thank you, Nanxiang Shi was about to speak.

"Are there any aches or pains on your body? I have some patches here that can relieve cold aches and pains. They feel cool and comfortable when you put them on."

Ichi Nijika leaned down, her pretty face close to hers.

In the south, you could even smell her pleasant scent.

This time, she tore open something that looked like an adhesive bandage and asked Nanxiang about it.

"Ah...that..."

This excessive concern made Nanxiang Shi open his mouth, about to speak.

"Or is Nanxiang-san hungry? You must be hungry, right? I'll make you something to eat right now, you sit here and wait for me."

She smiled gently at Nanxiang, stood up, and turned around.

“...?” Nanxiang Shi.

With a slightly puzzled look, Ichiji Nijika turned and headed towards the small kitchen, her side ponytail swaying.

The other party's behavior was almost identical to their usual style.

However, when I was in the southern countryside, I inexplicably felt like my mother was taking care of me like a child.

In particular, Ichiji Nijika's inexplicable 'maternal glow' today caught him off guard.

but--

Forget it.

Nanxiang simply sat on the bed, leaning against the back of the bed.

Although my cold is almost gone, it still feels pretty good to be taken care of by a beautiful girl.

Nango decided without hesitation to take a break for a while, while watching the blonde girl with a side ponytail busy in the kitchen.

I guess they're making something like porridge.

Under the watchful eye of Nanxiang.

First, take out any clay pots you have at home.

Then, gradually pour the rinsed and cleaned rice into it.

During this time, extend your finger to test the depth of the injected water.

Once it feels about right, turn on the switch and simmer it over low heat.

Her fair fingers, wet with cold water, appeared pinkish under the incandescent light, like tender bamboo shoots just sprouting in spring.

After completing these actions, she gently wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Then she secretly turned her head to the side.

When he discovered Nanxiang, it seemed as if he was looking at himself.

Her delicate face flushed slightly.

Then they began to wait.

When the porridge in the clay pot is almost ready.

Begin with light seasoning.

Crack an egg into it.

Add salt and scallions.

Pick it up with heat-resistant gloves and bring it to the small round table.

Nanxiang took a closer look.

A few chopped green onions are sprinkled on top of the thick white porridge, and in the middle is a half-cooked but not yet fully cooked egg. The crystal-clear yolk in the center looks so appetizing.

"It looks pretty good."

He praised her when he was in Nanxiang.

"Well."

It might be due to a change in mindset.

Upon hearing Nango's casual compliment, Ichiji Nijika turned her face away uncomfortably.

The small feet, wrapped in pale yellow boat socks, had their toes gently stretched out, seemingly indicating that the owner was in a very good mood.

"Eat it while it's hot, Nanxiang Sang."

The girl whisked the egg yolks and, relying on the residual heat in the pot, handed the porcelain spoon to Nanxiang Shi.

"It's troublesome."

Nanxiang nodded with a smile.

After an entire afternoon, the only thing that replenished my energy was that sports drink.

He was already starving.

Taking the porcelain spoon, Nanxiang Shi immediately got to work—

"Hiss...it's a little hot."

I was eating too quickly and got burned.

This is something that almost everyone who eats hot food experiences; it's a very common occurrence.

but--

"Are you alright, Nanxiang Sang?"

The blonde girl who suddenly stood up looked at him with concern.

It was still a very gentle voice, but it was quite loud.

This overly concerned attitude made Nango look at Ichichi Nijika with some surprise.

Today's Ijichi Niji Natsu...

Something feels off.

It's just getting burned while eating porridge, a pretty normal thing.

He didn't quite understand.

Meanwhile, Ijichi Nijika seemed to realize that her reaction had been a bit too extreme.

"Ah... um... no, I'm sorry, I was rude."

She interlaced her fingers and whispered an apology.

"Oh, it's okay."

Nango smiled and said, "After all, Ichichi-san is concerned about my health."

There seemed to be an awkward silence in the air.

He then pretended to be embarrassed and jokingly said to Ijichi Nijika, "But it is indeed more difficult to eat when you have just caught a cold. It would be great if Ijichi-san would feed me by hand."

This was just a simple joke.

Most girls, upon hearing this, would probably immediately laugh and say something like, "If it's too much trouble to eat, then don't eat it."

but--

"...Okay. I'll feed you then."

“?” Nanxiang Shi.

Nanxiang was stunned for a long time.

It wasn't until she saw Ichiki Nijika stand up and sit down next to her, her face flushed, that she realized what was happening.

He suddenly realized what Ichika Nijika had just answered.

“Southern Mulberry, ah—”

"......" Nanxiang time.

Looking into the girl's eyes, filled with concern and tenderness.

And that extremely close distance—