My Romance Simulation with Them

What kind of fool would do something like this?

It's impossible no matter how you look at it.

but...

But what if...?

tangled.

upset.

A mix of emotions welled up inside me once again.

Kita Ikuyo tossed and turned in bed once more.

Tonight.

For her.

It's destined to be tough.

......

The next morning—

"It's snowing."

After putting all the clothes into the room, Nanxiang looked up and glanced at the sky.

Putting aside the various storylines in the simulation.

This should be considered Tokyo's first snowfall of the year.

As he packed his clothes, he felt the biting cold wind outside and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

It's so cold!

That's right.

It's cold.

It's a temperature drop that's almost perceptible to the body.

If it were any other time...

Nanxiang will probably take advantage of this rare holiday to lie in bed and have a good, comfortable sleep.

But today is different.

Nanxiang exhaled a puff of white breath and pulled open the wardrobe.

Although it had snowed, he did not change his mind about his plans.

After a quick wash and changing into my outdoor clothes, I looked up at Nanxiang.

It's almost the end of the year.

Yucha High School only has one final exam left next week before it officially enters its winter break.

Booking winter vacation in Nanxiang is actually very simple.

I just wanted to go back to my hometown from Tokyo to visit my two older sisters and my mother.

After all, I've spent the entire year in Tokyo and haven't gone home.

Since I've finally managed to free up some time, I might as well go back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year and take a look at what the new year will bring.

With these thoughts in mind, Nanxiang Shi took a step forward.

There were a fair number of pedestrians on the street.

Tiny snowflakes melt instantly upon hitting the ground.

As Nanxiang's feet crunched on the ground, he continued to grope his way forward.

The entrance to Shimokitazawa Station has a snow shelter.

Nanxiang did not try to be brave; he simply crawled under the awning.

Take out your phone and glance at the time.

It's 8:50 now, ten minutes before the agreed time of 9:00.

Nanxiang rubbed his hands together and looked around.

In a world made up of tiny white snowflakes, he didn't see the girl's striking red hair.

Could it be that they're really not coming?

Nanxiang exhaled a breath of hot air, pondering this in his heart.

Although in his mind, Kita Ikuyo was not the kind of girl who would stand by and watch him suffer in the snow and cold.

But there's always an unexpected twist to everything.

What if Kita Ikuyo doesn't make it?

"Don't worry about it."

Nanxiang shook his head.

Because it doesn't matter whether Kita Ikuyo comes or not.

He planned to wait for the other party here.

After all, he had already spoken to Kita Ikuyo.

Whether he comes or not, he will wait here.

This is a promise.

And since it was he who made the promise.

He naturally had to abide by this agreement.

Even if it means freezing in winter, waiting for someone to do something like that is really a bit crazy.

He began to move his body gently.

At the same time, I would occasionally glance at the time on my phone.

Ten minutes isn't far.

Nanxiang had only done a little physical activity when it was already nine o'clock as agreed.

He raised his head again.

I still couldn't spot that conspicuous red hair.

Since that's the case...

Then let's continue to wait.

Nanxiang didn't care at all, and continued to rub his palms together, breathing out hot air.

The agreed-upon nine o'clock passed quickly.

Then it was 9:10.

9:20.

At the Shimokitazawa station, pedestrians come and go.

And it was amidst these busy pedestrians coming and going.

However, even when they returned to the south, they still couldn't see that red-haired figure.

Could it be that Miss Kita has really changed her mind? Is she really not coming to see me?

Nanxiang rested his chin on his hand, pondering once more.

But simply thinking about it is useless.

Just like the tiny white snowflakes in front of me.

If a young woman is by your side, looking up at the scene together, then the cold north wind and the chilling snowflakes can all become romantic.

But without the company of young women, these so-called romantic things are nothing more than detestable things that only add to the cold of winter.

Nanxiang let out another breath.

He did not back down.

Instead, they continued to stand still and wait.

Whether it stems from an understanding of Kita Ikuyo in the simulation.

It's about being responsible for your own promises.

He felt he should wait.

His already cold hands rubbed together again.

His steps didn't falter in the slightest.

Just as Nango turned his gaze back to time—

"Senior Nanxiang!"

The sound was produced.

Nanxiang subconsciously raised his head.

Then.

He then saw the most beautiful thing in this first snow.

It was a young girl.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and her face showed a hint of reproach.

Her palms were covered with pink gloves.

She looks especially cute wearing white earmuffs.

But what caught Nanxiang's attention the most was...

Sure enough, she still had that same head of red hair.