My Romance Simulation with Them

She wanted her parched lips to feel his presence, to draw warmth and courage from his lips in this icy wasteland that seemed to freeze everything.

But she was too embarrassed to speak up.

She is, after all, a girl.

Having developed feelings, she is more prone to shyness than the average young girl.

Initiating a kiss...actively requesting...

This was far too difficult for her.

In response, she could only let her gaze linger, haunt, and linger on Nanxiang Shi's lips.

The fact that it wasn't concealed already gave a clear hint.

As if his eyes were filled with water, he stared at Nanxiang with a watery gaze, and his head tilted back in response.

This is a blatant hint.

Any guy can tell at a glance what his girlfriend wants.

However, Nango Toki, who is usually very perceptive, was like a dull robot today, completely oblivious to the hints in her expression.

"Senior Nanxiang... um..."

The pink-haired girl slightly parted her lips.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Nango seemed to have just come to her senses, and smiled as she looked at Matsuzaka Satou.

"No...that...it's nothing."

The pink-haired girl opened her mouth, then slowly closed it again.

Then, she spoke softly, "I'm going in."

"Ah... okay."

Nanxiang nodded.

"I'm going in to take the exam now."

She couldn't help but hint at it again.

"Hmm? I understand."

Nanxiang gave her a strange look, then nodded again.

"I really have to go in."

Undeterred, she made a final concession: "So... um... Senior Nanxiang, are you sure... you won't do anything to me?"

"What to do?"

Nanxiang pretended not to know what she was talking about.

This action caused Matsuzaka Satou's entire face to turn red.

But she had already spoken.

It's impossible to give up so easily.

Then, her cherry-pink lips twitched slightly, and she made a soft sound.

"For example... that... encouraging kiss... or something like that."

After she finished speaking, she looked up again, wanting to observe Nanxiang's expression.

But she found that the other person was tilting their head and smiling at her.

hateful--

I got tricked by senior student Nanxiang again.

Matsuzaka Sugar was annoyed.

Even though she had known Nanxiang Shi for a long time, why couldn't she resist falling for his tricks?

She was a little angry and annoyed that Nanxiang had tricked her.

But Nanxiang was not proactive at this time.

This made her even angrier.

She was about to continue speaking.

But the sound turned into a drawn-out trailing tone in the next second.

"Um--"

A soft sound was emitted.

Then their lips parted.

Matsuzaka Sugar Cherry Blossom Pink lips were coated with a layer of moist color.

That's incredibly fast.

She couldn't help but look at the boy in front of her with teary eyes, and subconsciously asked, "And then...?"

There was a hint of anticipation and longing in his voice.

"Matsusaka-san is such a lecher."

Nanxiang smiled and patted her shoulder, brushing the snow off her shoulders. His eyes were gentle: "We'll deal with the rest after your exam."

He said with a smile.

He noticed other hints in Nango's words.

The girl's cheeks instantly flushed with a rosy glow even more brilliant than the morning sun.

She took a deep breath.

He then nodded.

"it is good."

Then take a step.

“I’m off,” she said.

"it is good."

Nanxiang nodded and looked at her.

I felt Nanxiang's gaze from behind.

The girl seemed to have found courage.

Each step I took landed on the white snow, leaving behind a 'crunch, crunch' sound.

She continued walking forward.

When we were almost at the end of this straight road.

She couldn't help but turn around and look.

The boy's figure still stands under the tree at the entrance of the East Gate.

He was waving his hand at her at that moment.

That gesture seemed to be meant to say "Go for it!"

It was as if he was waving goodbye to her.

Matsuzaka Sugar felt relieved.

Keep walking forward.

The road under the white snow.

She left behind her footprints, some shallow, some deep... winding her way forward...

You got her admitted to the University of Tokyo.

Although you appear indifferent on the surface, you're actually quite worried about it, and even went out of your way to buy a hot coffee and wait under the tree.

The warm coffee soothed your hands as you listened to the exam bell ring, knowing she was about to face a battle no one could help her in.

You took out your phone, timed your wait perfectly, and held a cup of coffee.

The school security personnel on the other side saw you and invited you to sit in their office for a while.

You politely declined the invitation.

Your thinking is simple: regardless of the final outcome, you want to be the first person she can rely on.

The heavy snow is still falling.

The snow water seeped into your shoes, making you feel very uncomfortable. The cold wind was biting, so you gripped the side of your coffee cup to warm yourself, occasionally glancing up at the teaching building, hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl emerging from it.

[Perhaps it was your anticipation that had an effect, or perhaps it was your own perception of time that made the exam bell ring again, as if it had just fallen a second ago.]

Under your gaze, you see a pink-haired girl emerge from the teaching building.

She clearly saw you too; her initial walk turned into a jog, and finally into a full-blown run, oblivious to the surprised looks from those around her.

Her pink hair swayed gently in the breeze.

She threw herself into your arms.

Feeling the weight of this movement, your heart tightened.

Could it be that the girl, who has prepared for another year, has failed once again? You can't help but think about it.

But the next second, the pink-haired girl hugged your neck, pressed her nose against yours, and looking at the snowflakes falling on your nose, she told you that she was absolutely confident about this exam.

These words completely relieved you of your burdens. You smiled and reached out to touch her head, wanting to feel her touch.

But as soon as you raised your hand, you realized something was wrong.

[It turns out your hands were numb from waiting in the freezing cold.]

That cup of hot coffee you thought would warm you up has long since gone cold without you even realizing it.

You have returned home.