My Romance Simulation with Them

Just like in the anime, Matsuzaka Satou kills others for her pure love, preventing them from finding the one she loves.

To prevent one's love from being tainted by the impure emotions within one's heart.

To prevent myself from doing anything irreparable to Nanxiang and my friends that would cause them pain...

Matsuzaka Satou had already made her decision in her heart.

She decided to choose a suitable day to run away.

Just like when she met Nanxiang in the heavy rain that day.

This time, she would silently bid farewell to him and leave amidst the heavy snow.

Matsuzaka Satou silently glanced down at the time.

At the agreed time.

The car she had booked should already be waiting for her downstairs by now.

Thinking about this.

She then pulled her suitcase and slowly descended.

The suitcase wasn't big.

I only brought a few simple clothes with me.

She planned to have her aunt, Sayuri Matsuzaka, secretly mail the rest to her.

After all, a silent escape would surely expose the sharp-witted young man if he took so many things with him.

She thought to herself as she stood inside the elevator.

At the same time, he looked up and watched the elevator floors jump down one by one.

The number of floors in the elevator seems to symbolize her inner feelings.

It is falling step by step, plummeting to the bottom of the valley.

My mood became heavy.

The thought of possibly never seeing Nango again, or her many female friends who cared about her...

She then felt an indescribable pain deep inside.

But what can we do if we don't leave?

Should we continue to let jealousy and a burning possessiveness erode our hearts?

Then it goes on to the people you like.

To one's own friends.

Did you do something irreversible?

Giving up one side for the sake of the other is simply not advisable.

Matsuzaka Satou is a girl who gets stuck on things.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought about it so much.

soon.

The elevator made a 'ding' sound.

The crisp sound interrupted her thoughts and pulled her back to reality.

She dragged her small suitcase out of the apartment building, then turned around and looked around.

Contact the driver who just arrived according to the time.

The other party should be waiting downstairs right now.

However, as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but white snow.

The white snow covered the ground.

Continue smoothly forward...

There was no waiting car at all.

Just as Matsuzaka Satou took out her phone from her pocket, intending to call and inquire about the situation...

Suddenly, the sound of a motorcycle braking sharply rang in my ears.

The girl subconsciously looked up.

Then he saw a black motorcycle parked in front of him, and a black-haired boy who reached out and took off the motorcycle helmet.

The boy exhaled warm breath, and his clean, pure eyes looked over at that moment.

Seeing Matsuzaka Satou's slightly stunned expression, a slight smile appeared on his handsome face beneath his messy black hair.

Because he was wearing a windproof jacket, his well-proportioned figure looked exceptionally upright.

His handsome appearance prompted several female passersby to take out their phones to secretly take pictures.

"What's wrong, lady with pink hair?"

He held the motorcycle helmet to the side, exhaled a puff of white breath, rubbed his hands together, and gave a teasing smile: "Anywhere you're going? Need a ride?"

Matsuzaka Satou's chest trembled.

She thought of the promise she had made with Nanxiang.

He remembered the promise he made to Nanxiang when he drove his motorcycle to pick her up so they could travel to different places and enjoy the scenery.

The boy's smile was like a cold winter wind, seeping into her unsuspecting heart.

Chapter 287. Winter Motorcycle Riding is Too Much of a Suffering (4500 words)

Riding a motorcycle under a winter street scene.

This was probably the stupidest thing Nango had ever done in his life.

Even if they were wearing extra thick windproof clothing.

Even if he was wearing a motorcycle helmet.

Even though he was wearing thick motorcycle gloves.

It's still so cold.

Nanxiang couldn't help but mutter to himself.

What is your simulated self actually thinking?

Why does it have to be a motorcycle and not a car?

At eighteen, he was certainly qualified to learn how to drive.

I drove Matsuzaka Sato to and from school, and the car was air-conditioned, so we could enjoy the snowy scenery along the way.

Isn't it much more comfortable than riding a motorcycle?

However, this is clearly just a simple complaint.

Moreover, for a naive young girl...

Boys arriving from afar on motorcycles or bicycles are far more captivating to them than those arriving by car.

This is probably what romance is all about.

I vaguely understood something when I was in Nanxiang.

only...

Romance won't help either.

It's so cold!

Such sounds were heard from the southern countryside.

In a sense, personally simulating this experience was truly a form of torture.

He sighed inwardly.

but...

His gaze shifted slightly to the side, and he caught a glimpse of the girl's surprised and delighted movements as she turned her head around, hidden under her helmet, in the rearview mirror.

Nanxiang smiled.

never mind...

It's just this little bit of suffering...

It doesn't seem like anything special.

Once you leave Tokyo, the road stretches straight and long, leading into the horizon where you can't see the end. Motorcyclists riding on such roads can't help but feel exhilarated.

The snow lay on both sides of the road, like a high wall in a fairy tale, piled up high.

Meanwhile, Nango Toki, with Matsuzaka Satou by his side, rode through the high walls. The motorcycle beneath him resembled a knight's warhorse, while Matsuzaka Satou, clinging to his waist, looked like a princess abducted by a victorious knight.

In the distance, there are layers of white mountains and forests.

Behind them lay the snow-covered city, left behind by motorcycles.

Through the motorcycle helmet, Matsuzaka Sato could see the surrounding scenery.

She was both happy and excited.

The dreamlike scenery before her eyes felt both familiar and strange to her.

The key point is that Nanxiang was by her side.

All the heavy feelings and negative thoughts from before.

At that moment, everything vanished.

For some reason, she suddenly felt an impulse.

An impulse rose from the bottom of my heart along with the roar of the motorcycle engine.

"Senior Nanxiang."