My Romance Simulation with Them

The fingers brushed across Nanxiang's face.

Ms. Yamada spoke earnestly, word by word:

"I don't want to never see them again, not even for an hour, a minute, or a second."

As she said those words, Ms. Yamada suddenly felt an itch on her face.

It felt as if a heat was spreading across my face.

But she didn't stop talking.

Instead, they continued talking.

"If you were to ask Hongxia, Xiaogudu, or Jinmu Qianzhu about this now... I think you would get the same answer."

"Just as you care about us, we care about you just as much."

"So, I hope you can do what you want to do."

He finished speaking a long passage in one breath.

Yamada Ryo looked at Nango Toki very seriously.

Nanxiang stared at her blankly for a while.

The two fell silent.

Then--

Yamada Ryo, who had always been indifferent and uncaring about everything.

A blush rose on her face, as if it were about to scald her.

She quickly turned her head to the side.

The hands that had been hooking around Nanxiang's neck just moments before awkwardly let go.

"......" Nanxiang time.

No.

Ms. Yamada.

You suddenly said a lot of things that made people feel very embarrassed.

It was you who rolled over and straddled me, suddenly hooking your arms around my neck.

Why are you embarrassed now?

Nango was speechless for a moment, then reached out and tapped Yamada Ryo on the head.

"It hurts so much, Shi."

The girl covered her head, and for the first time, she made a sound, revealing a shy and embarrassed expression.

"Pain is normal."

Nango glanced at Yamada Ryo.

this woman.

It really is the kind of thing that's just talking to itself, both in simulations and in reality.

Free and unrestrained, with no sense of boundaries.

but--

"Thank you again this time, Liang."

Nanxiang's fingers traced through the girl's soft hair: "I think I know what I should do."

He turned his head to look at Yamada Ryo and asked softly, "Would you like to come with me to my hometown in Akita this winter break, January? I'd like to formally introduce you to my mother and my two older sisters, whom you've met before."

"Why...?"

Nango's unexpected words startled Yamada Ryo for a moment.

then.

She seemed to sense the slight seriousness in Nanxiang's words.

He nodded slightly.

The deep blue-haired girl nestled close to Nango's embrace again and spoke softly:

"Ah."

......

Nanxiang did not hesitate any longer.

Because Yamada Ryo is right.

He simply hesitated and didn't move forward, which is not his usual style.

He could not possibly cut off contact with the girls.

So the task at hand is quite simple.

That is--

"Collecting Hearts of Love..."

Sitting at his desk, Nanxiang Shi pondered as he flipped through the textbook in his hand.

but...

"That's true, but how exactly do you collect these things?"

Nanxiang muttered to himself as he tapped on the simulation page.

Through yesterday's contact with Yamada Ryo and Kita Ikuyo.

He probably understood.

The purpose of collecting 'Heart of Love' is to evoke feelings of 'love' in the person whose heart is being collected.

But is this level of severity mild or severe?

Do you want it intense or superficial?

There is no specific standard for this.

This, in turn, made things more difficult for Nanxiang.

It's like when you go out to eat with a group of friends, and all your friends say "whatever."

This "whatever" is actually the most difficult requirement to fulfill.

This difficult problem made Nango Toki ponder.

Even during the exam, it took him more than twenty minutes to finish the entire test paper.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Nango put down his pencil and made a decision.

Worrying all the time is useless and only makes you dizzy and confused.

Since there's no fixed standard right now, let him slowly figure out the fixed standards for collecting 'Heart of Love'.

Nanxiang stood up, pondering this.

He's about to take action.

And it was precisely before he finished his contemplation and began to act in Nanxiang—

"You want to consult me ​​about dating/relationship issues?"

The brown-haired boy was a little surprised to see the girl with light gray hair and glasses in front of him.

He couldn't help but scrutinize the girl in front of him from head to toe.

Only after the other person looked uncomfortable and asked, "What are you looking at?" did he look away.

"Mainly... how should I put it..."

Facing Rio Futaba, her friend Sakuta Azusagawa couldn't help but cough lightly: "I didn't expect you to come to me to discuss matters of the heart, Futaba. That's quite a strange thing... Um... should I call an ambulance for you?"

"If you say another word, I'll kick you right now, Azusagawa."

Rio Futaba, her face expressionless, intently displayed her meticulously clean loafers.

"I'm so sorry. Please be lenient with that one."

As he spoke, Sakuta Azusagawa pulled up a student bench and sat down, saying, "The main thing is, I never expected that Futaba would ask me for relationship advice..."

That's right.

As Rio Futaba's friend, Sakuta Azusagawa is well aware of the awkward and difficult aspects of this aloof, science-loving nerd in front of him.

I like someone but I don't dare to confess.

Feeling inexplicably inferior.

She's awkward and has a sharp tongue.

Although the other person sought me out for relationship counseling.

But Sakuta Azusagawa actually knew the truth.

Given Rio Futaba's secretive and awkward personality, and her unwillingness to admit to liking anyone, this discussion with her is unlikely to be very meaningful.

Even so.

Sakuta Azusagawa patiently asked:

"So, who has Futaba set her sights on this time?"

"What do you mean by 'again'? Don't portray others as scumbags who frequently associate with others!"

Rio Futaba glared fiercely at Sakuta Azusagawa in front of her.

It was precisely because of the other person's nonchalant attitude that she was unwilling to communicate with him.

But...

Since we're already here...