My Romance Simulation with Them

Goto Ichiri was a little confused.

Why did the band members suddenly bring up Nango Toki?

But... how should I put it... it doesn't really matter.

Goto Ichiri sat upright, exuding an indescribable air of composure.

She is the most qualified to speak on the issue of Nanxiang.

Because none of the people present understood Nanxiang better than she did.

Ah, that's the importance of intelligence!

Everyone's information is too outdated.

If you fall behind at one step, you'll fall behind at every step.

Senior Nanxiang always drove me directly to the station.

Just the two of us!

Do you know what kind of relationship this is?

At this moment, Goto Ichiri, with his head down, actually felt a little smug.

Then--

"Speaking of which, Shi invited me to his house for dinner today."

"Hey?"

Goto Ichiri looked up in astonishment at Yamada Ryo, who was propping his chin up as he uttered those words.

"What's wrong? Are you lonely?"

Yamada Ryo looked over expressionlessly.

"N-nothing."

Not daring to meet anyone's gaze, Goto Ichiri lowered his head, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.

Invited to his house? Just Liang Sang? The two of them alone?!

I've never been there!

Goto Ichiri's smug mood vanished, and she began to overthink.

Yamada Ryo, on the other hand, merely glanced at it curiously before continuing to speak:

"I really didn't expect it. Shi's family seemed to be in very poor condition. They lived in a very simple rented room."

"Huh...? Is that so?"

Both Ichika Niji and Kita Ikuyo became interested.

"Yes, I went inside and took a look. It's the kind of place with very poor soundproofing. You can clearly hear people talking on the street. It's also a very small one-room apartment with mold in the corners."

A one-room apartment.

That is, the kitchen, living room, and sleeping room are all in one place.

"That's amazing! How can someone learn so well in a place like that?"

Kita Ikuyo blinked brightly.

If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to concentrate on reading in that kind of place.

After all, she couldn't stand any noise when she was reading.

I get easily distracted by noise.

Why did Liang Sang go to Senior Nanxiang's house?

Goto Ichiri, who hadn't said much, stretched out his palm and barely opened his mouth.

"I was hungry, and Shi said he would treat me to a meal, so I went over."

"Shi... Liang Sang... you call me that so affectionately..."

Hearing Yamada Ryo repeatedly mention Nango Toki's name, Goto Ichiri stammered with envy.

She had initially thought she was the fastest progressing. She had assumed she had victory firmly in her grasp.

"Are we very close? Or are we just average?"

Yamada Ryo propped his chin on his hand and answered indifferently.

The way Yamada Ryo said this was so confident that Goto Ichiri didn't know what to say.

"When you're hungry, you go bother Nanxiang Sang... Liang. Sometimes you really need to change this habit of yours."

Ijichi Nijika lay on the table and poked Yamada Ryo with her finger.

"Hey?"

"No, I also think this is not a good idea! It's a boy and a girl alone together! Although I trust Nanxiang's character, accidents can happen! After all, Ryo is so cute."

Kita Ikuyo couldn't help but stand up.

I'm so envious of being alone with Ryo-senpai... Ah! No! It's not pure at all!

"Really? But I don't think anything will happen."

Yamada Ryo answered calmly.

"Well, that's not necessarily true. Um... boys are all scary creatures. If you're alone together, something might really happen."

"Um...?"

Yamada Ryo gave Goto Ichiri, who was standing up tremblingly, a strange look.

Is loneliness really this afraid of men's personas?

She tilted her head, then shook it again, and replied to Goto Ichiri, "I don't think there's any problem at all. Toki won't do anything to me."

"Is there any evidence? If there isn't any evidence, Ryosang should probably stay away from Nango-senpai from now on...?"

Goto Ichiri spoke softly and somewhat haltingly.

Why can't we get close to the time without evidence?

Is time really that terrifying in the eyes of loneliness?

Yamada Ryo found it strange; she didn't understand Goto Ichiri's logic, but she still answered the question.

"That person drank the coffee I had just drunk without batting an eye, and looked completely unconcerned."

"Intermittent kissing...?!"

Upon hearing this, Goto Ichiri opened his mouth, then seemed to lose all his strength and sat down with a thud.

It's not just about surpassing one's own progress.

She even managed to complete an indirect kiss, a task she considered utterly impossible.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

I was the one who started with Nanxiang first.

"..."

Goto Ichiri covered his face.

It's over, it's over.

She clearly had a winning hand.

Right next to her, Kita Ikuyo also gaped, her cute and cheerful face filled with disbelief.

What did her favorite senior, Liang, say?

Indirect kissing?

Or with a boy?

She opened her mouth, seemingly unable to accept it, and ran directly to the vending machine outside the door to buy a drink, then ran to Yamada Ryo.

"Ok?"

Yamada Ryo tilted her delicate profile.

"Please drink!"

"...oh."

Yamada Ryo took a sip.

Then Kita Ikuyo took the drink and gulped it down.

As Kita Yukiyo sipped her drink, she let out a satisfied sigh: "Now, Ryo-senpai and I have indirectly kissed!"

"What kind of competitive mentality is this...?"

Ichi Nijika was speechless at the thought processes of her bandmates and made a comment.

"That's really nice."

Goto Ichiri glanced at the beverage can discreetly.

Socially anxious, she started her usual overthinking again.

Today, Ryosang and Senior Nanxiang indirectly kissed.

In other words, if she also drinks that beverage, wouldn't that be considered an indirect kiss with Nango-senpai?

Just as Goto Ichiri was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Ichiji Nijika's concerned voice.

"A little lonely?"

"Ugh?"

"Are you alright? You don't look too good, Little Lonely."

"I...I'm fine."

What was I thinking just now?

After briefly answering Ichika's question, Goto Ichiri covered his head.