My Romance Simulation with Them

Having already woken up, Nanxiang Shi did not hesitate to get out of the still warm bed, quickly wash up and change clothes, and then started his jog for the day.

Your physical condition has improved slightly, and your exercise value has increased to 7.

"My fitness level has increased?"

Seeing the pop-up window suddenly appear, Nanxiang, who was wiping his sweat and drinking water, opened his attribute panel.

Sure enough, in his original personal attributes, the athleticism stat changed to 7.

This rapid increase prompted Nanxiang Shi to put down his water bottle and reflect.

If the average person's athletic ability score is 5, then his athletic ability score of 7 is better than the average person, but weaker than a professional athlete.

The performance stat probably increases more slowly as you progress.

Without professional training, most people probably won't be able to break through the 8-point fitness level in their entire lives.

Moreover, if left idle for a period of time, the exercise value that originally increased to 7 points may drop back down.

Thinking about this, Nanxiang Shi finally understood why the price increase was so rapid.

Unlike academic ability, which is an innate 'talent', athletic ability, in addition to talent, also depends heavily on hard work.

"But no matter what, after the athletic value increased, my physical fitness also improved, which is a good thing."

I felt more energetic in my body than before when I was in Nanxiang, and I was quite satisfied.

He never intended to participate in sports competitions or similar events; he was already quite fortunate to have a healthy body.

This at least reduces the probability that he will die in the simulation due to poor physical management.

"Okay—let's get ready."

I'm going to see Yamada Ryo today, so I should at least put in some effort.

I grabbed a shirt from the closet and put on some casual pants.

After putting on all her outer clothes, Nanxiang stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself thoughtfully for a long time before frowning: "What's wrong?"

His face in the mirror was that of a seventeen-year-old, clean and pure, with a high nose bridge and even his eyes seemed to sparkle.

Then--

Why do you still look so amazing today?

His furrowed brows relaxed as Nango sighed.

Your talent, narcissism, has increased significantly. Your narcissism level has risen to LV3.

"what?"

The sudden appearance of the system dialog box left Nanxiang Shi stunned for a while.

After seeing that blatantly narcissistic LV3, he genuinely felt that something was wrong with this weird simulator.

How could that be?

In this world, the only person he knew whose narcissism level reached LV3 was Ms. Yamada.

According to system classification.

LV1 is for amateur beginners, LV2 is for top amateur players, and LV3 is for professional players.

"Does that mean my narcissistic talent only took me a week to catch up with Ms. Yamada?"

Nanxiang really couldn't accept it.

He now truly believes that this bizarre system has completely reversed confidence and narcissism.

Ms. Yamada's narcissism was something she had cultivated since childhood, taking more than a decade to develop.

And he.

How did you catch up with Ms. Yamada's progress of more than ten years in just one week?

Isn't this all just a joke and nonsense?

"This system really needs to be replaced; it's malfunctioning."

Nanxiang thought confidently.

As for doubting himself?

That's simply a joke.

Will there be any problems when he goes to the south?

Ignoring the system notification border, Nanxiang Shi tidied up the room briefly and went straight out.

After leaving the house, instead of choosing a direction, I stood still and took out my phone.

Wearing a white shirt, bathed in the perfect sunlight, Nanxiang Shi looked effortlessly cool and carefree, attracting the attention of several high school girls strolling down the street.

They whispered about each other's identities: Is she an artist? Or a singer? She's so pretty... Is she a model?

I didn't hear their discussion when I was in Nanxiang.

At that moment, he was focusing his attention on his phone.

[Tokyo's Most Handsome Boy: Where Are You?]

[The lone bassist: I'm here. (Location included.)]

"Ok?"

Nanxiang glanced at the address the other party had sent in their LINE message.

The other party's location wasn't far from my home, about a ten-minute walk, which saved me some tram fare, so it was pretty good.

but--

"Why does this place feel somewhat familiar?"

Nango thought about it for a while, but in the end he didn't delve into it. He put his phone in his pocket, started walking, and headed towards the location given to him by Ms. Yamada.

But the further he walked, the more familiar a feeling of familiarity welled up in his heart.

Then, halfway through, he finally discovered—

"Isn't this the way to 'Ricoric'?"

Yes.

In the simulation, I walked the path to 'Rikorik' countless times.

Just turn the corner ahead, and you'll find the 'Licco Lico' coffee shop on your right at the intersection. It has a homey wooden sign and a quiet, peaceful atmosphere.

Nango Toki never expected that the restaurant Yamada Ryo invited him to this time would be 'RikoRiko'.

It can only be said that fate, from a certain perspective, is truly a wonderful thing.

He racked his brains, tried every possible method, and even played through the game twice before finally unlocking the brand new scene of the 'RicoRico' coffee shop.

In reality, he simply went to the appointment casually and unlocked 'RicoRico'.

In other words, according to the simulation...

He doesn't have to do anything; all he needs to do is go to meet Ms. Yamada, and he can directly connect with Chizuka Nishiki.

Thinking of this, Nanxiang was speechless for a moment.

So why did he go through all that trouble to follow and learn about tailing?

Surely he doesn't actually want to become a pervert who stalks beautiful girls?

Shaking his head, Nanxiang continued walking forward.

......

"Um..."

Taking out her phone, the girl with short, dark blue hair blinked expressionlessly. A beauty mark at the corner of her eye added an indescribable, languid, and elegant charm to her.

Sitting at the bar in the shop, she glanced at the "Here you are" message on her phone from "Tokyo's Number One Handsome Boy," then propped her chin up with her hand and took a sip of coffee.

"How are you, guest?"

A female server wearing glasses asked questions at the bar.

"Delicious."

Setting down the ornately carved coffee cup, Ms. Yamada, expressionless, rested her chin on the back of her hand and answered in the tone of an extremely professional reviewer:

"The coffee is bitter at first, but it quickly develops a sweet aftertaste, which means it must have used very good coffee beans. The hand-grinding technique is also excellent. Both the aroma and flavor are impeccable."

Ms. Yamada's usually lazy gaze had now sharpened, as if she had already seen through all the mysteries in this cup of coffee.

Then--

"Since it's so delicious, could you please settle the bill? The hand-ground coffee and the curry rice we didn't finish will cost 1,500 yen in total."

"..." Yamada Ryo.

"My friend has arrived."

As if somewhat embarrassed, Ms. Yamada put her small hand back in its place and spoke expressionlessly.

"...All right."

After hearing the blue-haired girl's words, Mizuki Nakahara, the bespectacled waitress at 'RicoRico', couldn't help but sigh softly.

She never expected that when it was her turn to be on duty, she would actually encounter someone trying to dine and dash.

Moreover, if you only look at their clothes... they are all wearing very rare vintage styles.

It's very rare, which naturally means it's very expensive.

Such a person...wouldn't be able to afford 1,500 yen?

Mizuki Nakahara truly didn't want to believe it.

She didn't want to make things difficult for the other party.

However, 1,500 yen is not a small sum for the currently poorly managed 'Rikorik'...

That's what she was thinking.

Then the door bell rang.