My Romance Simulation with Them

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Nango felt as if he had already been taken care of by Yamada Ryo before he even married Yamada-san.

but...

"This isn't quite right, Uncle Yamada."

Nanxiang still shook his head and refused.

Ultimately, this gift was still too expensive.

He and Yamada Ryo are currently only in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

Accepting someone's luxury car as a gift seems inappropriate no matter how you look at it.

However, there were doubts and reflections regarding the situation in Nanxiang.

On the other side, Yamada's father waved his hand and laughed twice, seemingly unconcerned.

"Alright, it's just a gift for you, don't take it too seriously. But the condition is that you need to get your driver's license first, and also take good care of my daughter while you're in Akita Prefecture."

Yamada's father reached out and patted Nango Toki on the shoulder, smiling at him: "After all... there aren't many people who can make Ryo willing to travel far away."

Yamada Ryo's personality.

Yamada's father was well aware of this.

Normally, the other party is unwilling to go to even a place that is slightly far away.

If you can save even a fraction of your effort, you will never use two.

And it is precisely this free-spirited daughter.

This time, he was actually willing to travel more than 600 kilometers to Akita Prefecture for Nango Toki.

Even Yamada's father found it hard to believe when he learned about this.

See Weizhi book.

He could also understand this from such signs.

Just how deep were the feelings her own daughter had for the dark-haired young man before her?

After a few more pleasantries,

After Yamada Ryo dragged his suitcase and got off the bus completely from the back.

Yamada's father then chuckled and drove away.

"Phew... Let's go, Shi, let's not dawdle any longer."

Ryo Yamada stepped forward and stood behind Nango Toki, urging him on with a blank expression.

But her urging only lasted halfway.

Ichi Nijika then stepped forward and reached out to pull at her infuriating mouth.

"Are you serious? If you hadn't overslept, we would have been at the station by now. And now you're rushing us?"

She made a sound of displeasure and half-dragged Ms. Yamada into the station.

Seeing the group of women carrying large and small bags, they also entered the station.

Nanxiang, who was standing still, couldn't help but shake his head and followed behind them, walking forward.

About two or three minutes after entering the station, I walked forward another thirty meters or so.

Then everyone saw Goto Ichiri and Kita Ikuyo dressed neatly.

Kita Ikuyo goes without saying.

On this fine day for going out, she wore a light layer of makeup on her delicate and youthful face, which showed the plumpness and elasticity of a young person.

But apart from her.

The most attention-grabbing thing today was indeed Goto Ichiri.

She did not wear any special makeup.

I simply trimmed my overly long bangs a little shorter.

She had changed out of her usual old-fashioned pink tracksuit into a light white knitted cardigan for going out.

The overly long sleeves left half of the girl's slender fingers exposed, preventing her palms from being fully visible.

There were no decorations or coverings on the chest area.

Only pure, full breasts made all the girls present unable to resist looking down at their own 'giant hearts'.

Her beautiful, azure eyes, even purer than the sky today, were now softly curled up under her bangs.

It evokes a sense of pity in people just by looking at it.

A handsome and refined face.

Excessively pale skin resulting from staying at home for extended periods without going out.

have to say.

Goto Ichiri's appearance score stands out among many girls, reaching 9.

She definitely had her reasons.

She wasn't even wearing makeup.

It was just such a simple outfit.

She exudes the temperament of a delicate and beautiful woman.

If you dress it up...

Nanxiang shook his head.

The scene was absolutely beautiful.

Even he wouldn't dare to easily imagine it.

"Ah...Ashi."

They clearly saw Nango and the others as well.

Goto Ichiri, who was initially a little uneasy about her outfit today, excitedly waved her hand at Nango Toki.

She even took a step and ran towards Nanxiang with her legs clad in light brown boots.

Unfortunately, I haven't even run two steps up the mountain yet.

She tripped and fell to the ground because she was not used to wearing long boots.

"Waaah—"

Goto Ichiri rubbed his head and got up from the ground.

She, who has always had terrible taste in clothes, simply couldn't understand why her mother seemed like a different person today, insisting that she wear this outfit that made it difficult for her to move around.

Wouldn't it be better to just wear a tracksuit like usual?

And it's also particularly easy to move around in.

Goto Ichiri inexplicably felt somewhat aggrieved.

at the same time.

Just before I left, my mother's voice slowly rang in my ears.

"Yili, remember this. This time you're going to Shi Jun's parents' house, so you must make a good impression on them."

"Hey?"

"Hey what? You absolutely can't wear your usual sportswear anymore. You have to wear this when you go out tomorrow. And you need to fix your bangs a bit. What do you look like with them like this?"

"But...but..."

"There are no 'buts'. Listen to me, Shi Jun is a boy too, and he'll be amazed by your special outfit. That's something no boy can avoid. Don't you want to show your best side to Shi Jun?"

“Showing off your charm to someone you like is actually a very happy thing for girls.”

That's true...

But... Mother...

Haven't you ever considered that it's an impossible task for someone with a social anxiety disorder to present a perfect image in front of someone they like?

At this moment, Goto Ichiri was going crazy.

She definitely messed it up.

I finally got to dress up.

Before Nanxiang could even take a second look, he fell flat on his face.

Let alone a perfect image.

Whether or not one can maintain their usual image is another matter entirely.

She lamented inwardly, trying to get up from the ground.

However, perhaps because she was wearing uncomfortable boots, her ankles were still a little sore.

Just when she didn't know what to do next.

A voice rang out.

"Can you stand up? One li?"

Simultaneously.