My Romance Simulation with Them

"what?"

Ms. Yamada's indifferent face froze for a moment, then she realized she had been tricked and said in a disgruntled voice, "Toki, you've already drunk my coffee."

“I never said that just because I drank your coffee, Ms. Yamada, I should speak up for you or pay the bill for you.”

Nango glanced at Ms. Yamada, and then he had an idea in mind.

He picked up the bass that Ms. Yamada had just bought from the side of the cafe and handed it to Mizuki Nakahara without hesitation.

“Miss Nakahara, since Miss Yamada doesn’t have the money to pay for the coffee and meal right now, let’s leave this here as collateral for the time being.”

"Huh...? Um..."

Mizuki Nakahara looked at the bass bag in front of her and couldn't help but open her mouth.

To be honest, after listening to so much from Nango, she was already hesitant about whether to charge Yamada for the cold meal.

After all, Nanxiang didn't charge her any money for the entire service.

At this point, even Mizuki Nakahara would feel guilty about charging his friend.

"Don't feel guilty, Miss Nakahara. It's only right to pay back debts. If you don't mind, you can use this bass to pay off the debt for now."

Even if Ms. Yamada was too free, Nango Toki had a way of dealing with her overly free personality.

After all, they've simulated it so many times, and every time it's been done with Yamada's influence.

He grabbed Yamada Ryo by the back of his collar and lifted him up from the side, saying calmly, "If this guy doesn't come and settle the bill within three days, you can pawn this bass. I estimate you can get two or three hundred thousand yen for it."

"What do you mean two or three hundred thousand yen? That's an Ibanez black headless electric bass, and it's a second-hand bass that a bass-playing beauty like me uses. It should be worth at least four hundred thousand yen to maintain its value when resold."

As expected of a music fanatic, Yamada Ryo, who is usually taciturn, did not hesitate to launch into a lengthy protest against Nango Toki's words even at this moment after hearing the topic of musical instruments.

"Oh? Wouldn't that be even better?"

Nango, holding Yamada-san under his arm like an object, looked at Nakahara Mizuki:

"In that case, as long as the money isn't returned within three days, Miss Nakahara, you can pawn that bass guitar for over 400,000 yen."

"Uh... are you sure it's okay?"

Unlike the calm she felt in Nango, Nakahara Mizuki looked at the bass in front of her and opened her mouth.

A bass guitar worth over 400,000 yen is just pawned here... Is there really no problem?

"This is nothing at all."

Yamada Ryo, who was tucked under Nango's arm, had a very peculiar thought process.

This was her first time having such contact with a man, and she found the position quite interesting, so she didn't struggle. Her tone was calm, almost boastful, as she said, "I have an even better bass at home—"

"is it?"

Although she didn't know why Yamada Ryo suddenly started showing off his bass collection, Nakahara Mizuki hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"Then I'll keep it for now."

"okay."

Under the watchful eyes of Nango and Nakahara Mizuki, Yamada Ryo nodded, then spoke casually:

"In that case, give me another cup of coffee and another sirloin steak."

Then she turned around and asked, "Shi, what would you like to eat?"

"Hey?"

Mizuki Nakahara opened her mouth.

“‘Hey,’ what ‘hey’? The bass guitar worth over 400,000 yen has already been mortgaged here, so it’s normal for me to order more dishes, right? Or is this all the service you offer to your customers? — Hey, don’t hit me, it hurts.”

Before Yamada Ryo could finish speaking, who had started with an air of entitlement, he couldn't help but touch the head that Nango Toki had hit on, and said to Nango Toki with a blank expression.

I have to say that 'beautiful girls' are truly amazing creatures.

You know, no matter who it is, touching your head always looks silly.

But when Ms. Yamada reached out her fair hand to touch her little head, she only gave Nango a blank and adorable look.

Are you still hungry?

Although there was a fleeting moment of attraction, when the short-haired blue woman turned her head and looked intently at Nakahara Mizuki...

Nanxiang patted her head impatiently, stopping her from speaking further, and asked her a question instead.

"Hungry."

Yamada Ryo first lowered his head and touched his stomach, and after a 'gurgling' sound came out, he nodded his head expressionlessly.

I don't know why, but I don't particularly dislike the way Nanxiang affectionately pats my head.

It felt as if the young man in front of me had known me for a long time and we were so familiar with each other that there was no need for us to say much.

"...Come to my place once this is settled. I'll cook for you; you didn't get to eat the hamburger patties last time, did you?"

Miss Yamada remained as honest as ever, so Nango didn't press her further and spoke after thinking for a while.

While I don't want my relationship with Ms. Yamada to be as close as it is in the simulation, being too distant isn't good either.

As a friend, cooking her a meal at home isn't a big problem.

"Then let's leave it at that for now, Miss Nakahara."

Nango continued to pay attention to Ms. Yamada, looking up and saying, "If Ms. Yamada doesn't come to pick up her bass within three days, you should just pawn it."

"...good."

Nakahara Mizuki nodded subconsciously, then watched Nango Toki and Yamada Ryo leave.

The two walked out of the coffee shop, but their voices still drifted in.

"Let's go, Ms. Yamada."

Nanxiang had a slight headache.

"Liang, I already told you to call me Liang."

This was Yamada Ryo's calm, emphatic tone.

"..." Nakahara Mizuki.

"What on earth is going on...?"

This development was so rapid that Nakahara Mizuki couldn't help but rub her temples while glancing at the violin case displayed on the bar.

She began to process the information she had just received.

Nango Toki almost immediately guessed both his own situation and Nishiki Chizuka's illness.

If someone says they often get hangovers or enjoy watching teen romance dramas, these things are easy to find out.

So, Chizuka Nishiki's heart condition... that's not something that can be easily investigated.

It's important to know that the doctors at the hospital have all signed confidentiality agreements regarding Chizuki Nishiki's condition, making it impossible for them to disclose it to outsiders.

"In other words... that Nango Toki might actually have some abilities..."

As Nakahara Mizuki pondered this, she gradually gained a better understanding.

As expected... I still need to seek his help.

After all, if nothing is done and this continues, there is no way that Chizuki Nishiki's serious condition will improve.

So I decided to go all in and try to trust the other person.

It was precisely at this moment that Nakahara Mizuki was thinking about this.

Suddenly, 'RicoRico's' welcoming bell rang.

At the same time, there was Chizuka Nishiki's energetic and cheerful smile, and beside her stood the serious-looking, black-haired Takina Inoue.

"Hoho—Chizuka-sama, the cutest waitress in Riko-riko, is here to report for duty!"

Just in time—

Mizuki Nakahara took a deep breath and then spoke to the two girls who had just entered 'Rikorik'.

"Chitsuka, Takina, come here for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Chapter 87. Nishiki Chizuka Wants to Meet (4100 words!)

Sitting at the bar of 'RicoRico', Mizuki Nakahara explained everything that had just happened.

"Huh?! A spiritual medium?! Are there really such interesting people?! Why didn't you stop him? I wanted to ask some interesting questions too!"

As Chizuka Nishiki listened to Mizuki Nakahara's words, her bright red eyes shone with an irrepressible liveliness and interest.

Meanwhile, Inoue Takina frowned as she listened to Nakahara Mizuki's words.

Spiritual medium?

Palm reading?

What else can you learn about interests and hobbies from palmistry...?

"Aren't these just common tricks used by street scammers?"

Inoue Takina couldn't help but glance at Nakahara Mizuki. She now seriously suspected that the other woman had been tricked—she was still introducing them to them with such excitement.

Thinking of this, she, who was always serious, stood up and, while continuing her work, spoke casually:

"Miss Mizuki, you're an adult, after all. You shouldn't just believe these kinds of lies meant for children."

"Wait...that's not how it is!"

Feeling that she was being underestimated, Nakahara Mizuki coughed twice quickly: "It really works. You'll know once you meet it."

"is it?"

As Inoue Takina wiped the table, she turned her head and looked at Nakahara Mizuki with her wisteria-like eyes: "For example, where is it very effective?"

"That person accurately stated my birth date and blood type."

"This kind of thing can be figured out quickly if you find someone you know to investigate, right?"

Inoue Takina sighed.