My Romance Simulation with Them

"Are you really my biological daughter?"

"Of course! It's the real deal, okay?!"

As Nango Mirai spoke, he patted his chest without hesitation.

"...Then why didn't you inherit any of my or Qian's intelligence and talent?"

Seeing her silly actions, Nanxiang Shi's lips twitched and she asked in return.

He's now genuinely starting to doubt whether this daughter is his biological child.

He and Akane Shinjo are both quite intelligent.

One student ranked first in the entire grade, and the other ranked second in the entire grade.

How come things have fallen apart like this in Nanxiang Future?

Nanxiang shook his head.

Forget it.

There's no point in worrying about these things all the time.

"Let's check the phone first."

When in the south, speak directly.

He now only hopes that Nango's future phone still contains the pink-haired girl's letter.

Otherwise, the only clue about Matsuzaka Sugar's future path would be completely cut off.

Seeing Nango's serious expression, Nango Mirai no longer had the same joking attitude as before.

She nodded, and then her finger began to swipe across the phone screen.

have to say.

Young people of all generations seem to have their own unique ways of using mobile phones.

When I was in Nanxiang, I could only feel the other person's fingers flying across the phone screen.

Then they heard a slightly surprised sound from the other party—

"Found it, Dad!"

"Oh?"

Nango Toki, who had almost given up hope, immediately perked up after hearing Nango Future's voice—his salty-egg daughter had finally done a great job.

In this way, he should be able to learn something about Matsuzaka Sugar's future situation.

He rallied his spirits and looked at the phone screen in Nanxiang Future.

Then--

[Essay Topic: My Dream When I Grow Up]

[Writer: Nango Mirai]

My dream when I grow up is to become the best actress in all of Japan, to make everything work out the way I want, and to find a way to get Japan to recognize consanguineous marriage.

[Because only in this way can I marry the world's most handsome dad!]

My dad is the best person in the world, so much more mature than the boys in my class! I definitely want to be his bride someday.

[To this end, I will first become the strongest actress in all of Japan, and then use my influence to run for parliament, enter politics, become the Prime Minister of Japan, and make everyone accept the legal provisions on marriage between close relatives!]

[Teacher's comment: Get your father to see me right now; I have something very important to discuss with him.]

"......" Nanxiang time.

After reading the hundred-odd words, which were clearly the content of an elementary school student's composition, Nango Toki turned his head to look at Nango Mirai with a blank expression.

He then commented earnestly:

"I think that with your intelligence, you're better suited to be a famous actress. Being a prime minister isn't really your thing."

"No, not that photo! And Dad! Don't take my essay from when I was six so seriously!"

Nango Mirai obviously saw the content on her phone screen as well.

Her face turned as red as an octopus steaming in a pot, and she hurriedly reached out to slide the photo to the previous one.

This is the end.

It was only when Nango saw the letter that Nango Mirai had mentioned, 'left by the pink-haired girl'.

Black text on white paper, without any fancy decorations. The extremely neat and upright characters left on it have a crisp and clean aesthetic.

Nanxiang read it word by word.

[Mr. Nango:]

[Easy greetings omitted]

You probably don't know who I am, nor do you know the purpose of this letter, but regardless, once you've opened it, I sincerely hope you'll continue reading.

Do you remember a woman named Matsuzaka Satou?

Perhaps you don't care, you don't pay attention, and you may have even forgotten about her altogether. But regardless, there's something I must tell you.

My mother, Matsuzaka Satou, passed away last month. I am her daughter. My name is Matsuzaka Shio.

"Matsusaka Satou has passed away?"

Nanxiang's gaze paused.

He really didn't expect this, not only in simulations.

In one of the future world routes, Matsuzaka Sugar also passes away early.

But this time it's different from the simulation.

Matsuzaka Sugar left behind her daughter—

"Matsusaka Shio..."

Nanxiang murmured this name to himself.

The other person's name is very much in the style of the Matsuzaka family.

But what if Matsuzaka Shio is his and Matsuzaka Sato's daughter?

Why didn't the other person change their surname to Nanxiang after me?

Instead, they continued to use Matsuzaka as their surname?

And why didn't Matsuzaka Shio and Matsuzaka Satou live with them?

Nanxiang had more and more doubts in his mind.

He could only keep looking down.

I didn't really want to be here, and likewise, I didn't want to disturb your life with your wife and daughters.

But I so desperately want to see you, because my mother has been calling your name her whole life.

To be honest, my mother wasn't a very good mother, because she rarely smiled after I was born, as if there was nothing in this world that mattered to her.

Even when she's facing me, she remains silent and unwilling to waste any energy arguing with me.

Coldness is the only impression I have of my mother from childhood to adulthood.

Only occasionally, when she comes across a photo of you and her together, will a faint smile appear on her face.

As a child, I couldn't understand this.

But as I grew older, I realized that the person in the photo was the one she loved with her whole life.

[It's probably because her love for you is too deep.]

Even though I achieved good grades in school, and even though I have considerable talent in sports... it's still the same.

She never smiled at me.

But I know my mother doesn't not love me; perhaps she's just not good at expressing her emotions. So, although she's never smiled at me.

But every time I achieve something at school, a trendy toy will appear on my bedside table.

My mother wasn't unpopular; even when she was with me, many men would invite her out to dinner.

If my mother is willing to do that, finding me another father might not be difficult at all, right?

However, the mother rejected all of these men.

I know that all of this is because of you.

My mother didn't have a regular job; she just did odd jobs here and there, and raising me was already very difficult for her.

I once asked her to contact you, hoping she could get some financial assistance from you.

I even had a huge argument with her about it.

That was the first time I argued with my mother, who never argued and was not good at expressing her emotions.

Upon seeing this, Nanxiang closed his eyes.

He found it hard to imagine the pink-haired girl, who always had a peaceful and quiet smile on her face, arguing with someone.

I didn't understand before, but now I think I understand what my mother was thinking.

Perhaps she didn't want to cause trouble for you, or perhaps she never intended to meet you in the first place.

My mother's health began to deteriorate after I started high school.

The doctor told the mother that her long-term, irregular working hours had accumulated physical and mental stress, and hoped she could take a break.

But I know that my mother's mental stress never came from the work pressure of working away from home.

She was like a balloon being constantly inflated, visibly making things difficult for herself.

I also tried to persuade her to take a break, and told her that I could also drop out of school to work and ease the financial burden.

My mother, who had never given me a second glance before, vehemently disagreed with my request. While providing for my school expenses, she continued to work hard on her own.

Nanxiang shook his head gently and sighed softly.

A single mother without a suitable stable job, who wants to live in Tokyo with her children.