My Romance Simulation with Them

After a quick shower, I prepared breakfast—around that time, Kikuto Hiroi, who had just finished her all-night performance, was also arriving.

Nanxiang also prepared a special breakfast for her to replenish her energy.

When she finished eating and wanted to use her own bathroom, she unhesitatingly kicked the purple-haired older sister out of the house.

Then I adjusted my mental state to its best condition.

We set off for the train station, heading towards Ocha High School.

Unconcerned about the envious glances of everyone, she finished dealing with the monthly tea quiz.

Nango took out his phone and sent a message to Nango Mirai on LINE.

[Tokyo's Number One Handsome Boy: How's it going?]

The message was sent, and then came the wait.

Although Nango's future mobile phone is a product of the future world, it can still be used in this world.

This is clearly not very scientific, but Nanxiang Shi didn't quite understand the specific principles behind it either.

After all, mobile phones are updated and iterated very quickly, not to mention Nango Mirai, which is a product in a simulated world.

We waited like that for about three or four minutes.

Accompanied by a ding-dong notification.

Nanxiang received a reply from Nanxiang in the future.

[My dream is to be the strongest actress in the country! (Nango Mirai): No problem! I've already told Ryo's mother everything, and she's willing to help.]

[My dream is to be the strongest actress in the country! (Nango Mirai): She just told Grandpa Yamada that the other party knows the person in charge at Tokyo General Medical Hospital, so a visitor pass for the inpatient department shouldn't be a big problem.]

"call..."

Looking at the reply from Nango Mirai on the screen.

Nanxiang breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Yamada Ryo's father indeed had an unimaginable network of connections.

Even the head of Tokyo General Medical Hospital knows him.

It's no wonder they can run a private hospital in Tokyo.

Aside from his doting fatherhood, Yamada's father can be considered a true winner in life.

"Well... the visitor pass issue is settled for now."

Nanxiang simply replied with a mention of his daughter, then stood up.

The visitor passes have been arranged.

But he was also concerned about Akane Shinjo's situation.

Let's go and see what's going on.

Thinking this, Nango Toki headed towards Shinjo Akane's classroom.

however--

"Shinjo-kun didn't come to school today?"

Hearing what Shinjo Akane's classmate was saying, Nango Toki raised an eyebrow, feeling somewhat surprised.

He knows Akane Shinjo very well.

The other person, like me, is the type who rarely takes leave from school.

Not to mention that there's a quiz today at Yucha High School, which determines the ranking of students in the grade.

Akane Shinjo couldn't possibly not come to school.

Therefore, the only possible explanation is...

"The situation with Yuka Tangze is quite serious..."

Nanxiang raised his head and muttered something to himself.

In fact, it was just as Nango had thought.

Tang Zeyoujia, who was lying in bed, was indeed in a bad condition.

Two months after being admitted to the hospital, her mental and physical condition is deteriorating irreversibly.

His complexion also changed from pale to sallow.

Looking at Tang Ze Youjia sitting next to her, she knew.

This is a lingering health condition from years ago when Shinjo was overworked and had to take care of little Akane Shinjo.

But she doesn't actually regret it.

in contrast.

She, who has no daughter, was able to watch Shinjo Akane grow up.

Watching her gradually mature, grow up, and become the beautiful and knowledgeable young woman she is today...

Yuka Karasawa is already very content.

Therefore, she never complained about Shinjo Akane, nor did she harbor any resentment towards her because of it.

"Is the exam... okay, Akane?" She asked with a gentle smile as she leaned against the hospital bed.

"It's fine."

Akane Shinjo shook her head, then waved her hand and smiled: "Actually, whether I'm first or second in the grade doesn't matter to me at all. After all, I know my own strength, and I don't need to care that much, Aunt Yuka."

That's a lie.

Yuka Tangze knew.

Akane Shinjo has had this habit of lying since she was a child.

First, he shakes his head, then waves his hand, and finally reveals a completely indifferent smile.

Repeated denial.

This is a habit that only Yuka Tangze could see.

So she took Shinjo Akane's hand: "Don't push yourself, Akane, it's all my fault..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Aunt Youjia."

Akane Shinjo grasped the other person's hand in return.

She really wanted to take this exam.

Because with every exam, she hoped to see her name alongside Nanxiang's in the grade rankings...

But the health of Yuka Karasawa, who has taken care of her since childhood, is deteriorating...

“Aunt Yujia, you used to take care of me... Now it’s my turn to support you.”

Holding the middle-aged woman's hand, Akane Shinjo gently comforted her.

"...good."

Tang Zeyou smiled and nodded, then turned her face to look at the small park outside the inpatient department that was provided for patients to play in.

Winter arrived quietly.

The once lush trees have all become bare and ugly at this moment.

Just like her life that was about to burn out.

An indescribable sense of reluctance and sorrow swept over me.

Not because of a life that is about to burn out.

It was because he would never again see the smile of the girl he had raised.

I will never see her face again...

Just thinking about that.

A strong sense of reluctance welled up in Tang Zeyoujia's heart.

But... my body is already at the last moment of my life.

Perhaps it's really unnecessary to let Akane Shinjo's progress be hindered any longer by her life, which is as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

Thinking about this...

Tang Zeyoujia turned her head and looked at the pink-purple-haired girl who was carefully peeling an apple and taking care of her.

She smiled gently and said, "It's been a while since I heard you talk about that boy."

"Do you want to hear about Toki-kun?" Shinjo Akane put down the apple.

A charming, shy smile graced her face, which was as pure and flawless as jade.

"Ah."

"Toki-kun came to see me again yesterday. He said he has found a new place to live and wants to return the 100,000 yen I gave him. I told him he didn't need to return it and could just keep it, but he's surprisingly insistent on this. Honestly—he should have just accepted my help honestly. It's only 100,000 yen!"

Shinjo Akane continued speaking to Karasawa Yuka, uttering words that sounded like complaints but were actually full of gentleness.

At this moment, Yuka Tangze also showed an expression of listening attentively.

Nanxiang time.

This is the name of the boy that Yuka Karasawa often heard Akane Shinjo mention when she visited her after she was admitted to the hospital.

From initial dissatisfaction to envy.

Now, when the other person's name is mentioned, the girl will show an embarrassed smile.

This sparked a strong interest in the boy, whom Tang Zeyoujia had never met before.

She had always been worried about Akane Shinjo's life after entering high school.

I don't have a single true friend.

They only speak to others with a fake smile.

That kind of life is too empty, as rigid and cold as this white hospital room.