My Romance Simulation with Them

In reality, Nango closes his eyes to observe.

On the school rooftop, the sun shone brightly, and everything seemed so dazzling...

The hand that was holding Matsuzaka Satou was preventing her from lifting her skirt any further.

The black-haired youth took a breath of fresh air to calm his racing heart, then glanced at the pink-haired girl in front of him with amusement.

He mainly didn't expect it.

The girl in front of me had a seemingly peaceful expression.

They actually took such extreme measures to persuade him to stop having contact with Sayuri Matsuzaka.

but--

"Actually, you've misunderstood all of this, Matsuzaka-kun."

"Misunderstand?"

Matsuzaka Satou looked up.

Nanxiang's eyes were hidden beneath his messy black hair.

She noticed that the young man in front of her seemed to radiate a bright glow under the sunlight.

Even the smiles they showed seemed to be warmed by the sunlight.

He approached the railing, looked at the students walking back and forth in the school courtyard, and said, "Actually, your aunt and I are not in that kind of relationship at all."

"Is that so...?"

Matsuzaka Satou responded in a low voice.

If someone else said that...

She probably wouldn't believe it at all.

The person who said these words was Nango Toki.

What else could she do?

She was already prey in the trap they had set.

I can only try very hard to believe in the other person.

Nanxiang Shi also noticed her change in mood.

He smiled slightly and turned his head: "Matsuzaka-kun, I think you've forgotten."

"forget...?"

"Ah."

Nanxiang nodded: "Your birthday is coming up in a while."

Leaning against the railing, Nanxiang's voice did not stop.

“I went out with Aunt Matsuzaka, not because we had any close relationship, and I was not tempted or coerced by her with money, leverage, or her body. It was because we were discussing what kind of birthday gift to choose for you.”

When I heard this...

Matsuzaka Satou was stunned.

Because she never imagined that your reason for going out with Sayuri Matsuzaka would be so simple.

It was all just to buy her a birthday present...

"But I didn't expect that either."

Matsuzaka Satou stood there, lost in thought.

Nanxiang Shi, however, came to her.

The girl subconsciously tilted her head back slightly.

Just then, she caught sight of Nanxiang's teasing eyes: "I never expected that our princess, who has always been unsure how to express her feelings, would actually feel jealousy."

"...envy...?"

Matsuzaka Satou tilted her head, her cute profile appearing even whiter in the sunlight.

Nanxiang felt a little itchy, so she reached out and stroked her cheek: "Yes... I'm jealous."

He smiled and leaned close to Matsuzaka Satou's ear.

"Whether it's inviting me to the rooftop, secretly hoping I won't get too entangled with your aunt, or even actively seducing me—isn't that just a sign of jealousy?"

do not know why.

Perhaps it was Nanxiang's words that struck a chord with him.

It could also be because her ears could clearly feel the hot breath exhaled by Nanxiang.

It is also possible that both are true.

Her usually calm heart was stirred at this moment.

She instinctively reached out and touched her face.

Because she felt an indescribable heat on her own face.

Even when Nanxiang looked over, his gentle gaze seemed to carry a thorn, making Nanxiang's face feel prickly and embarrassed.

"No, don't look at me, senior Nango."

For the first time in her life, she felt panicked.

He hurriedly lowered his head and whispered.

But the more she does this, the more she seems to be doing it.

On the other side, however, the 'Nanxiang senior' was determined to prevent her from having her way.

Instead, he deliberately moved her hand away from her face, as if he were playing a trick on her.

She had originally intended to cover it with her hand so that the other person wouldn't notice the unusual appearance on her face.

but--

"Don't block the way."

Just a simple sentence rang in my ears.

She was as if she were under a spell chanted by a wizard in Harry Potter, unable to lift her hand.

They were even less able to stop Nango Toki's next move.

He cornered the girl.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, how should I punish the princess who gets jealous so easily?"

He smiled and reached out his hands, gently stroking the girl's delicate cheek.

This was something he had wanted to do for a long time.

The girl's delicate and refined face gave off a feeling that made one want to do whatever they wanted with it.

However, Matsuzaka Satou quickly lowered her head and shrank back in embarrassment.

This is the action of having one's cheek touched directly by the palm of another person.

It made her feel even more shy than if she had taken the initiative to lift her skirt.

"Do not move."

Nanxiang said softly.

He then gently brushed aside the long pink hair that was obscuring her vision, gazing into her pink eyes that seemed to hold a myriad of emotions.

And her cherry-pink lips, which seemed even more moist than a peach.

Under the sunlight.

Everything about her looks so beautiful.

"Does Matsuzaka-san like me?"

He gently pressed his forehead against hers as he asked.

The girl's forehead was slightly hot.

In response to Nanxiang's questions and his intimate gestures.

The girl, suffering from emotional deprivation, was at a loss.

She could only lower her head and softly hum in response.

Do you like Nanxiang?

In fact, she always had the answer in her heart.

That means you must like it.

That's how she answered.

And he raised his head, hoping to get a reply from Nanxiang.

To her disappointment...

The young man simply smiled and replied, "Is that so?" before making no further move.

Just like the initiative from before.

The heartfelt conversation we just had was all a lie.

She gently turned her head and looked at Nanxiang with a hint of resentment in her eyes, a gaze that had always been obedient to him.

"Senior Nanxiang."

"Ok?"

He turned his head in surprise.

"Um... reply..."

Matsuzaka Satou took the first step, hesitantly and stammering as she spoke.

This was the first time she had mustered the courage to face the young man in front of her.