My Romance Simulation with Them

She was acutely aware of this feeling.

It should be called a feeling of 'shyness' or 'embarrassment'.

However, what Matsuzaka Sato found even more incredible was...

When she saw Nanxiang's face.

The anxiety I had been feeling before vanished as if it were a lie.

Could this be the power of 'love'?

Matsuzaka Sato couldn't explain it either.

She wanted to say something more, but was interrupted without hesitation by Nanxiang Shi in front of her.

"Let's talk about apologizing later. First, let's figure out how to deal with these things on me."

He pointed to the filth left on his body.

"Ah... well... I have a washing machine at home... and a dryer... but..."

Matsuzaka Satou opened her mouth as she looked at the marks left on Nango Toki's body.

If it were any other time...

She will definitely invite Nanxiang to her house to use her washing machine and dryer.

but...

I don't want to go back.

Those pink eyes then turned to look at the apartment behind her.

She had just escaped from the apartment.

Just thinking about the exceptionally forlorn expression on Matsuzaka Sayuri's face...

Her originally calm heart was subconsciously stung by a pang of pain.

"Ok?"

Nango glanced thoughtfully at Matsuzaka Satou.

He was very perceptive and immediately noticed the girl's emotional fluctuations.

So he took the initiative and said, "If it's really inconvenient for Matsuzaka-san, why don't you come to my house?"

"Going to Senior Nanxiang's house?"

Matsuzaka Satou never expected that Nango Toki would take the initiative to invite him.

This surprised her somewhat.

"When I saw you just now, you looked completely lost."

Nanxiang glanced at her, smiled, and shrugged: "I haven't reached the point where I'd let a girl wander around aimlessly outside."

"Yeah...?"

Matsuzaka Satou blinked.

Although she felt that inviting a girl to his house as casually as Nanxiang Shi was inappropriate...

but--

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Nanxiang."

Matsuzaka Satou bowed her head and thanked him.

She doesn't want to go home for the time being, and she has nowhere else to go.

Not to mention that was her home in Nanxiang, which she cared about.

Going to the other person's house was something Matsuzaka Satou couldn't refuse anyway.

She nodded in agreement without hesitation.

They exchanged a few more words in the same spot.

Without hesitation, Nango took Matsusaka Sugar and headed back the way they came.

I boarded the tram.

Then, accompanied by the train's announcement, "Shimokitazawa Station, Shimokitazawa Station, Shimokitazawa Station has arrived."

Matsuzaka Satou followed Nango Toki off the train and continued walking forward.

They walked forward for a short while.

Matsuzaka Sato followed him into the room.

She looked around curiously.

The wall surface is clean and smooth.

There was no trace of posters or anything else being pasted on it.

The clutter on the ground was neatly organized and placed in the storage box next to it.

The room contained a bed, a desk beside the bed, and a kotatsu (heated table) surrounded by a sofa in the center.

The wardrobe is located in the corner.

This makes the overall layout look very simple.

"Please sit down first. Wait for me for a moment. I'll go take a shower and change my clothes. There's a kettle of hot water right next to you if you want tea. Just make some for yourself."

"...good."

Nango casually sat down by the kotatsu with Matsuzaka Satou, and then, under her gaze, took clothes out of the wardrobe.

After doing all this, he turned and went into the bathroom.

However, before entering the bathroom, Nango deliberately poked his head out, as if teasingly saying, "Matsuzaka-kun, please don't peek!"

"...Don't worry, I won't do such a thing."

Matsuzaka Satou, who had no interest in matters of men and women, frowned slightly as she answered Nango Toki.

"That's good. Wait for me a moment."

Nanxiang nodded and entered the bathroom.

Up to this point, everything was still quite normal.

Matsuzaka Satou felt the same way.

Despite her emotional void, she still has friends and often waits for them to keep her appointments.

It's just waiting for Nanxiang to take a bath.

This is nothing to her.

however.

The moment came the crisp sound of the hot water tap being turned on from the bathroom.

Matsuzaka Sato sensed it.

The world before my eyes seemed to have changed.

It was as if the sound of a shower in Nanxiang was a key that opened Pandora's box.

A feeling completely different from the one she usually felt when waiting for others began to slowly, yet irresistibly, rise within Matsuzaka Satou.

She subconsciously glanced at the tightly closed, blurred bathroom sliding door.

Behind that... Nanxiang was taking a shower inside...

Gumbling—

I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.

I don't know why, but the thought that Nango Toki is taking a bath in the bathroom right now makes me feel...

The pink-haired girl, who felt emotionally deprived, suddenly had an urge to secretly open the bathroom door and peek into the washroom.

This impulse left her feeling utterly bewildered.

Having never had any desire for sex since childhood, and not understanding what sex was like, she naturally couldn't understand her own inner thoughts.

That unfamiliar impulse left her even more bewildered.

Click—

The shower gel was probably not working well, because the Nanxiang Toki in the bathroom kept ringing several times.

This made the pink-haired girl, whose state of mind during her time in Nanxiang was described as "infatuated" and "love at first sight," swallow hard.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the bathroom door.

But just as they were about to touch the bathroom door...

Then, as if electrocuted, it shrank back.

"How is this going?"

Matsuzaka Satou gulped down her tea, completely unable to comprehend the turmoil within her, and tried to calm herself down.

But the more such measures are taken...

The more intense the impulse within, the harder it is to control.

I have a strong urge to peek.

It began to rise in my mind.

But before she could even put it into practice—

Click!

The door to Nanxiang's room was suddenly opened.

Matsuzaka Satou, sitting next to the kotatsu, trembled as if she had done something wrong.

Then those pink eyes looked toward the doorway.

An elegant, languid, androgynous girl with dark blue hair was standing by the door.