My Romance Simulation with Them

Akane Shinjo turned and left the ward to find her attending physician and get busy with her full-body checkup.

And with her departure.

The ward, which had just begun to feel warm, has become deserted again.

After hearing Akane Shinjo's inner monologue, Yuka Karasawa was at a loss for what to do and could only turn her head to look out the window.

Trees withered in winter.

An elderly person nearing the end of their life in the hospital.

The ward was filled with pale curtains, pale sheets, a pale ceiling, and the blue and white hospital gown he was wearing.

Perhaps it was because his life was about to come to an end.

Everything seemed lifeless.

And in this lifeless world.

Only Akane Shinjo's image was colorful in Yuka Karasawa's eyes.

In fact, Yuka Karasawa once lamented this.

The pink-purple-haired girl was forcibly placed in the Shinjo family when she was young, and she spent most of her youth taking care of them.

That is the youth that only comes once in a lifetime.

But she didn't enjoy anything.

She simply took care of Shinjo Akane and did repetitive tasks.

But now she feels genuinely fortunate.

I'm so glad I took care of Shinjo Akane.

Thankfully, the girl with the pinkish-purple hair is now able to leave her and grow up healthily...

Since that's the case...

That's enough.

Tang Zeyoujia thought to herself.

It's time to accept all of this.

Even if death were to come, she actually had nothing to worry about.

All her obsessions vanished when Shinjo Akane boldly expressed her inner thoughts.

She no longer needs to worry about Akane Shinjo like she used to...

In other words... even if death were to come tomorrow, there would be nothing for her to fear.

Yuka Tangze leaned against the pillow.

A pleased smile appeared on his face as he witnessed Akane Shinjo's growth.

Yes.

There's nothing to worry about anymore, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

It was just a simple death.

Everyone will have this day.

Yuka Karasawa seems to have accepted all of this with equanimity.

however--

"Why...?"

A relieved smile graced his face.

But at that moment, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"What's going on...?"

Yuka Tangze was completely bewildered by the current situation.

Why am I crying?

Haven't you already let go of everything?

Qian no longer needs to be taken care of and is able to live and think independently.

I clearly don't have anything to worry about anymore.

Then why do I still feel resentful?

What exactly is this...?

Tang Zeyoujia stroked her tear-streaked cheeks and opened her mouth.

Finally, he gave a bitter smile.

"As expected... I still don't want to die..."

Fear of death is a human instinct.

This is an instinct that no human being can refuse, and one that is impossible to resist.

But setting aside the factor of 'fear of death'.

The reason why Yuka Karasawa feels unwilling and extremely reluctant is actually quite simple.

That is--

Turn your head to one side.

Beside the small cabinet in the ward.

Besides a bouquet of dried flowers, there was also a simply decorated picture frame.

Among them.

Six-year-old Akane Shinjo wrapped her arms around her neck, her smiling expression endearing.

It was only then that Yuka Tangze realized how greedy she was.

She wanted to see more than just Shinjo Akane's mental growth.

I long to watch her grow up, go to university, marry the person she loves, and walk down the aisle. I also long to take care of Akane Shinjo's child... or rather, her godchildren, just like I did when we were young...

And these things... may never be seen again simply because of one's physical condition.

How could Tang Ze Youjia possibly accept this?

"I'm such a greedy woman."

With tears streaming down her face, Tang Zeyoujia murmured to herself.

It's not just about seeing Akane Shinjo off... it's about standing by her side and walking into the future together...

This is for someone suffering from a terminal illness.

It is undoubtedly a greedy request.

She sighed deeply.

At the same time, he raised his head.

I just hope that the boy Shinjo Akane likes now isn't approaching her with ulterior motives...

She didn't want to see the girl get hurt.

Ugh...

Yuka Karasawa just hoped she would have time...

I hope to continue having time to watch over Akane Shinjo as she continues on her journey.

I hope there will be a male protagonist, like those in movies and TV dramas, who suddenly appears in front of me and saves my life.

But Yuka Tangze also knew.

This is simply impossible.

The reason why TV dramas are TV dramas is precisely because, in TV dramas, the so-called male protagonist is simply impossible.

She shook her head slightly.

And it was only at this moment—

"No wonder my mother named me 'Future'... I didn't know my name had such a meaning."

I don't know who made that exclamation.

This made Yuka Tangze turn around and look at her too.

"Hello, Tang Ze... no, according to my seniority, I should call you Grandma Tang Ze. Thank you for taking care of my mother all this time. Without you, I'm sure she wouldn't have been able to hold on for long."

The sound originated from a girl with short, shoulder-length black hair.

The other person was standing next to the hospital bed, smiling at her.

But what surprised Tang Zeyoujia was not just that.

Because she could clearly see it.

The girl in front of me clearly bore a striking resemblance to Akane Shinjo.

Whether it's the smile that curves her lips, her crimson eyes, or the incredibly lively and adorable tone of her voice...

She looks just like a black-haired version of Akane Shinjo!

If it weren't for the fact that Shinjo Akane is only seventeen years old, while the girl in front of her looks like she's already in her twenties.

Yuka Karasawa had a strange feeling that the other person was Akane Shinjo's daughter... or that Akane Shinjo was the other person's daughter.

"Who are you...? And... how did you get in?"

My mind went blank for a moment.

Tang Zeyoujia regained her composure and looked at the girl in front of her with some confusion, asking a question.

“My name is Nango Mirai. Well… according to your understanding, I am actually from the future, the daughter of Shinjo Akane and Nango Toki.”

"what?"