My Romance Simulation with Them

Your private doctor should tell your daughters to prepare themselves mentally.

If things continue like this, Nanxiang Sugar can only last for another year or two.

Your daughters have remained silent about this news.

They had long known this day would come eventually, but they hadn't expected it to arrive so soon.

After discussion, your daughters agreed to Nanxiang Sugar's request and agreed to take her on a long trip to fulfill the journey you two hadn't completed and the promise you hadn't kept.

The modified touring car, which you had previously altered, has had its dust brushed off by your daughters.

After some repairs and inspections, they confirmed that the vehicle was generally in good condition and loaded the Nanxiang sugar into the truck.

The tour bus is still the same tour bus.

But the people here... have long since changed beyond recognition.

Tears streamed down Nango Sugar's face. Supported by others, she looked at the ordinary-looking tour bus before her, which even seemed oddly modified for seating arrangements, and many memories flooded her mind.

She thought of the unfinished promise, the unfinished trip, and the irreplaceable people in her life.

She sat down in her familiar seat.

She excitedly planned out the seating arrangements and locations.

Tell your daughter about your seating arrangement when you were alive.

[After watching your daughter sit obediently as she had planned, she smiled with satisfaction.]

You are gone, and your daughters have taken your place.

The meaning of the cycle of life is embodied here.

The vehicle slowly started with a low rumble.

The scenery outside the car window then moved past.

She sat in the car, as happy as a child.

Your daughters hope she can control her emotions and avoid extreme highs and lows, because even simple emotional fluctuations can affect her already fragile health.

But she couldn't care less about any of that anymore.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, she rolled down the car window.

A gentle breeze, carrying the earthy scent of soil, brushed against her face, causing her pale hair to dance in the air, as carefree as a young girl's skirt fluttering in the summer breeze.

Her journey with them began at this moment.

Following Nango Satou's instructions, they first drove to Cape Soya, the northernmost point of Japan.

[Drive forward following your memories.]

The scenery on both sides of the road seemed to begin to overlap with my memories.

She smiled as she shared with her daughters in the car the things she had heard from you, recounting how you had been captivated by this place when you first visited.

As the vehicle slowly came to a stop, she placed her hand on the monument commemorating the 'northernmost point of Japan,' the site of your first trip together.

She slowly raised her head.

The orange-yellow of the sky blended with the pale blue.

It's as if it connects to another world, so beautiful.

She unconsciously slowed her breathing, wanting only to savor the memories of your past together.

Your daughter did not speak.

They simply took out a photo album they had kept all along, flipping through the pictures of the 'northernmost point of Japan' monument, while tilting their heads slightly back, trying to imprint everything before them in their hearts.

They stayed here for a while because Nango Satou's body was no longer able to withstand the long journey.

She needs to rest and recuperate before she can travel to the next destination.

The next destination is Okinawa.

Due to Nango Satou's health condition, they entrusted their tour bus to a cargo ship for transport, while they chartered a small cruise ship, which was slowly driven by Nango Yuna, who had driving experience.

[They arrived on the island of Okinawa, taking care not to harm Nango Satou's health.]

The azure of the sea and the shadowy depths of the islands complement each other.

Driving on the straight highway that seemed to stretch to the horizon, everyone felt a strange sense of exhilaration.

They stayed in this place for a while longer, until the night the summer fireworks festival began, when they helped Nango Sugar to a nearby observation deck to watch the fireworks bloom.

The fireworks shot into the night sky with a whoosh, leaving a long trail of flame, and the fiery red light dimmed, as if it were about to vanish in the process.

However, the fiery red ball did not dissipate; its brilliance accumulated before finally bursting forth, the orange light spreading out in long, petal-like strips.

Nanxiang Sugar didn't speak; she simply stood quietly, head held high, watching the multicolored 'flowers' bloom above her and then slowly disappear.

[The night was shrouded in a hazy, bustling atmosphere.]

The daughters seemed to see her as she was in her youth.

She, along with you, looked up, in the same posture, at the fireworks before her...

[Time continues to move forward.]

After enjoying summer fireworks in Okinawa, Nango Satou's health suddenly deteriorated rapidly.

[This seems to be due to the continuous travel and long-distance trips over the past few months.]

[Her already fragile body was no longer able to withstand the strain.]

[Because of this, your daughters even had a big argument with each other. Some thought they shouldn't have taken her on this long trip, while others thought it was better to fulfill her last wish than to watch her decay and become weak on her sickbed.]

The argument ended when, unable to reach a conclusion, she began to murmur softly and weakly, almost in a dreamlike state.

Her lips moved slightly, as if to say, "Don't argue."

[It also seems to be saying, "It's all my fault."]

Looking at their incredibly weak mother on the hospital bed, they stopped their pointless arguing at that moment.

Blaming others won't change anything.

They actually understand this.

Similarly, continuing this unfinished journey is also Nango Sugar's wish.

[After Nango Sugar's health has recovered somewhat.]

They took her away from the hospital.

[However, this time was different; at the doctor's request, they carried a large amount of intravenous medication with them.]

Her life force had reached its end, and she needed medication to sustain that last vestige of life.

The next destination was a place we had already decided on, a place my father and mother had also visited—Azuma Valley.

This is an extremely romantic name.

They will wait here until the autumn frost paints the sky with crimson leaves.

They wait for the autumn harvest, for the fresh, crisp wild vegetables and mountain produce to ripen, so they can pick them and give them to the sugar company in the southern countryside.

But ultimately, they arrived too early.

[Because they needed to take care of Nango Satou's health, they arrived near Azuma Valley many days early.]

Only half of the red leaves were burned.

Even the lush, beautiful mountain scenery before me now evokes a sense of disgust and impatience.

They didn't want to see the lush greenery covering the mountains; they wanted to see the autumn frost paint everything red, to stand in the dense forest and watch the crimson leaves fall.

[Their inner cry is a longing for someone to hear their cries and fulfill their wishes... to fulfill their mother's wishes.]

As my mother grows weaker and weaker, she spends far more time sleeping than awake...

Physicist Nango Mei, who has never believed in deities, made a special trip to a nearby shrine to pray for blessings.

[Nango Yuna, who is usually lazy and doesn't like to do anything, made a series of autumn wind dolls.]

Besides that...they did so many other things...

[Nango Notake, Nango Makuna, and Nango Misora ​​stayed up all night by Nango Sugar's bedside, listening to her soft whispers, her words as fragmented as a dream, and praying for her with their hands clasped together.]

Perhaps their appeals truly had an effect.

Or perhaps a god truly exists in this world.

The autumn foliage season has arrived exceptionally early this year.

It only took one night.

An unknown autumn wind turned the entire mountainside red.

The red leaves are burning silently.

They were excited and delighted, and hurriedly pushed Nanxiang Sugar, who needed wheelchair assistance, to admire the beautiful scenery before them.

Red leaves danced in the air, landing on her white temples.

Seeing this, Nanxiang Yan instinctively reached out to pluck the red leaf, but was stopped by her.

"Nanxiang-senpai said that we look very beautiful with the red leaves..."

Leaning back in her wheelchair, she murmured to herself as she gazed at the beautiful scenery of red leaves quietly flowing through the valley with her cloudy eyes.

She was probably unaware of what she was saying when she said it.

I just blurted out those words without thinking.

Her gaze was distant, as if she saw more than just the beautiful red leaves before her.

There's more... things that only she can see.

The daughters of the Nanxiang family fell silent.

They even unconsciously held their breath.

They didn't want to disturb the elderly man in front of them at this time... they didn't want to make even the slightest noise.

The situation regarding sugar in Nanxiang is getting worse and worse.