My Romance Simulation with Them

The magnificent cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

That was the scene when the pink-haired girl and the black-haired youth first met.

But I'm just a hollow monster!

I can't express my feelings to you!

This was a monologue from a pink-haired girl, delivered in a calm tone that sounded almost like a roar.

She wanted to express her feelings.

She didn't want to be a monster with an empty heart anymore.

I don't want to see the person I like interacting with other people.

She wanted to fit in.

Express the love you've never expressed before!

Just like the lyrics that follow.

The person I like is you!

More beautiful than cherry blossoms in early spring!

Heavier than the mountains in the height of summer!

But I'm just a hollow monster!

I can't express my feelings to you!

Om-!

The guitar sound in my ears created an artificial, hollow sound.

Matsuzaka Satou felt as if her heart was being torn apart by this artificial, hollow sound.

But she could only remain silent.

I gaze at these lyrics.

The lyrics that broke her heart.

like...

What is it?

I don't understand.

Matsuzaka Satou closed her eyes.

So...

The emotions churning within me right now...

What is it?

This bitterness is an unforgettable emotion.

Matsuzaka Satou clutched her chest tightly.

So confused, so lost, so bitter, yet so sweet...

This feeling...

"What could it be...?"

She couldn't help but mutter to herself.

At the same time, her pink eyes opened.

Everything before my eyes was already a blur.

It turned out that she herself was unaware of it.

Tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Why am I crying?

Matsuzaka Satou really wanted to sort out her feelings.

But once the tears reached my eyes, I couldn't stop them.

It's just an ordinary, fictional story.

Why did I feel sad and cry because of it?

She couldn't understand her current behavior.

Having lost her emotional depth, she naturally couldn't understand that when people are deeply moved by a work they love, they express it by involuntarily shedding tears.

Her tears flowed uncontrollably.

It was at this very moment.

A certain sensation came from my head.

At the same time, Nango Toki's gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Isn't it amazing? Human emotions."

"..." Matsuzaka Satou subconsciously raised her head.

Just then, he placed his palm on Nanxiang's head and gently stroked it.

"Human emotions...?"

She looked at Nanxiang Shi, puzzled.

"good."

Nanxiang nodded without hesitation and exclaimed in admiration:

"We might feel genuine regret after finishing a good book, shed tears during a touching scene in a movie, or be moved to tears by a simple line in a song lyric that resonates with our hearts. This is simply one of the ways humans express their emotions."

His voice paused:

"In other words, the reason why Matsuzaka feels sad, regretful, and sorrowful now is entirely because your heart resonates with the work emotionally, and the final form of expression is tears."

Nanxiang explained it this way.

"is that so?"

The tears continued to flow.

Matsuzaka Satou felt a complex mix of emotions within her.

This was the first time in her life that she had experienced such complex emotions.

This situation struck her as quite novel.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "But... Senior Nango's work... seems completely different from ordinary works."

"Um... what's different?"

"It felt as if the words possessed some kind of magic... and for some reason, when I was about a third of the way through, I could almost hear the sound of a guitar."

Matsuzaka Satou, her face streaked with tears, looked utterly bewildered.

Nango simply coughed and turned his gaze away.

He would never tell Matsuzaka Satou that while she was engrossed in the story in the lyrics, he had specifically taken out his guitar and unleashed a barrage of music into her ears.

The romantic writing techniques of Nango are combined with the guitar of "Life's Regrets".

Let alone Matsuzaka Sugar.

Even a person in a vegetative state lying in bed.

Nanxiang was confident he could make the other person jump out of bed and burst into tears.

But of course, these words couldn't be said aloud.

He coughed a few times and explained, "It's just because you were watching too intently, Matsuzaka-kun, right? I don't have a guitar with me."

"...That's true."

Staring into her tearful eyes, Matsuzaka Satou looked Nango Toki up and down.

The other person only brought a student shoulder bag.

There was no guitar case at all.

It seems she is truly too obsessed with Nango Kotobuki's works.

They even experienced auditory hallucinations.

"How was it? Was it a good song?"

Nanxiang asked a question.

"Yes, it is indeed a very good work."

Without the slightest hesitation, Matsuzaka Satou solemnly handed the lyrics and sheet music to Nango Toki, and said in an extremely serious tone: "I am looking forward to Nango-senpai's performance."

"Ok."

Nanxiang nodded, took the lyrics and score, and then turned his gaze to the other person.

Is it fair to say that Matsuzaka Satou is a girl who has lacked emotions since childhood?

If the band members were to disband.

After taking his full combo, he'd probably be speechless, completely lost in a sea of ​​romance and regrets.

But after only a short while, the other party seemed to have calmed down considerably.

Tears continued to well up in her eyes.

But look at this appearance.

It should turn back into Matsuzaka Sugar in about three or four minutes, right?

but--

"That's not a good idea."

Nanxiang muttered to himself.