My Romance Simulation with Them

Matsuzaka Sayuri opened her mouth.

"You usually eat takeout and your room is never cleaned. Since you claim to love Matsuzaka-san very much, why won't you even cook her a meal?"

Nanxiang raised his head.

He ate takeout.

Matsuzaka Sayuri also eats takeout.

There was not a single piece of food in the refrigerator.

Matsuzaka Sayuri must have been living this kind of life for a very, very long time.

This is how they live, with Matsuzaka Satou, who is unable to live independently.

"Well, that's because... I have my own life too... I also need to give love to others—"

When Matsuzaka Sayuri looked at Nango with her azure eyes, she tried her best to refute him.

But the voices of rebuttal seemed to weaken at this moment.

Because Nanxiang started talking again at this time.

"You, who have fulfilled all the desires of others, is it so difficult to give her this?"

He held up his finger and pointed at himself.

"Even though you're a complete stranger like me who just came to visit today, you're willing to spend your time and energy on me. So what about Matsuzaka-san?"

"Have you been unconsciously watching Matsuzaka-kun's growth with a playful eye all along?"

The sound from Nanxiang completely faded away.

This caused Sayuri Matsuzaka's fingers to tremble slightly.

As Nanxiang said.

She had never paid attention to these things before.

Or rather, she never really cared about these things... she just lived according to her own ideas...

She thought back to when she was about five or six years old.

Matsuzaka Satou, dressed in kindergarten clothes, once tugged at her sleeve and asked her in a soft voice.

"Aunt, do you love me?"

At that time, Matsuzaka Satou had an innocent face, and her pink eyes seemed to have a bright luster, making her very endearing.

How did I answer Sugar's question when she was standing in the shadows back then?

Matsuzaka Sayuri had long forgotten about it.

All she remembered was looking at Matsuzaka Satou with a very teasing gaze after she told her the answer.

She secretly hoped for it at that time.

I wonder what kind of girl such a pure and innocent girl will become when she grows up, and what path she will take.

She was really looking forward to it...

But within that feeling of anticipation…

Have you ever loved Matsuzaka Satou...?

Or is it all just personal selfishness?

Matsuzaka Sayuri couldn't explain it clearly.

But she still didn't want to be here, facing high school students like Nango Toki. She had to admit that her values ​​had shifted over the decades.

Her lips moved slightly: "I must love her to..."

Bang!

He slammed his palm on the table.

"Wake up! You stupid woman!"

"Uh--"

The tone of surprise lingered for a moment, and as Matsuzaka Sayuri looked at Nango, whose voice had risen in front of her, her earlier rebuttal gradually faded away.

Their initial resistance weakened at this shout.

Did Nango feel angry?

He admitted that he did have a little bit.

Because the attitude that Matsuzaka Sayuri was showing was just too infuriating.

The other person is like a big kid who hasn't had enough fun, just filling the emptiness in their heart, and has never really cared about Matsuzaka Satou.

Prolonged indifference.

Prolonged perfunctory treatment.

They only offer superficial concern.

This is the biggest reason why Matsuzaka Satou has such a huge, almost unfillable emotional void.

After all, from a certain perspective, Matsuzaka Sayuri is Matsuzaka Sugar's entire spiritual world, having lost her parents at a young age.

"Auntie Lily, you may not realize that you've been satisfying other people's desires and treating everyone the same."

Nango Toki had now fully stood up, and his gaze fell on Matsuzaka Sayuri, who was silent and looking completely bewildered.

"You were once Matsuzaka-san's only one. But how did you treat Matsuzaka-san in return?"

Pause in rhetorical questions.

That's the end of it.

Nanxiang took his first steps and walked outwards.

Even after he closed the apartment door, Matsuzaka Sayuri did not utter a single word of rebuttal.

She sat there in silence for a long time.

Then he shakily stood up and went to his room.

She found an old photo album sitting in a corner.

This photo album must have been unused for a long time; the hard paper cover is wrinkled and the surface has started to yellow.

She silently reached out her hand.

Flip open a corner of the photo album.

There are hardly any photos inside.

And in these few photos...

There's a picture of me when I was little.

Matsuzaka Satou, with her innocent face, tilted her head back and looked at her photo.

"You were actually Matsuzaka-san's only one."

At this moment, the voice of Nanxiang seemed to ring in my ears.

Was I ever Sugar's only one...?

Matsuzaka Sayuri stroked the surface of the photograph, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

She was so focused on filling the void in her heart that she didn't notice this.

She simply taught Matsuzaka Satou what she considered to be the form of "love".

But for a child...

However, those perfunctory words are completely meaningless.

Matsuzaka Sayuri slowly knelt down.

She, who was always focused on fulfilling the desires of others, did not realize…

It turns out that Matsuzaka Satou had already wanted to fill the void in her heart since she was a child.

But she subconsciously ignored all of this.

He hugged the photo album...

Matsuzaka Sayuri could no longer make any sound.

As Nango said.

She noticed it too.

She's a hopelessly stupid woman.

True love is right beside us.

But he let her leave.

……

Matsuzaka Sayuri fell silent.

Nango, who had just left Matsuzaka Sugar Apartments, couldn't help but shake his head and let out a sigh of relief.

"call…"

Although Matsuzaka Sayuri used such righteous and forceful words, but—

"I'm not much better off."

Take a step forward in the south.

Yes.

He wasn't much better off.

He said a lot of nice things, but in reality, he was also hesitant about whether to become Matsuzaka Satou's only one.

Hesitation, repeated reflection.

However, this is clearly not something one can figure out by simply walking down the street.