My Romance Simulation with Them

Nanxiang frowned.

Although he knew that these girls were probably exaggerating Goto Ichiri's story to pique his interest.

Isn't this post-production artistic processing a bit too much?

What kind of weirdo would wear such a disastrous outfit?

After dismissing the group of girls, Nango silently summarized the information he had just obtained about Goto Ichiri.

First grade, class three? Is she my junior?

It seems that simulators can indeed simulate future events to some extent.

I had chosen to preview the lessons beforehand, and since then I have been studying diligently.

But this time, in reality, he interacted with the girls who surrounded him and also received information about Goto Ichiri.

So now, in the simulator, will his relationship with Goto Ichiri change?

Nanxiang looked up at the simulator in the air.

Should we simulate it?

Yes!

Chapter 3. Let's find other women to play with.

Restart the simulation!

System facet.

The characters begin to change and recombine.

This time, the content is different.

[During your lunch break, after chatting with a girl, you want to continue studying, but you don't have enough time left to preview the material. Feeling a bit helpless, you have no choice but to give up on previewing.]

As expected, things are different from before. It seems that actions taken in reality will also affect the future development of the simulator.

And why is my mind so full of studying? Although I am indeed very self-disciplined.

Nanxiang sighed, "That's so me!" and continued scrolling down.

[But through casual conversation with a girl in your class, you confirm that there is a woman named Goto Ichiri in Class 3 of the first year of school. She is gloomy, silent, and doesn't communicate with others. Moreover, she secretly harbors feelings for you, whose appearance score is 9.]

You have great confidence in the dating simulator, firmly believing that the other person is definitely not some weirdo who likes to wear a pink long-sleeved tracksuit and skirt to class, but rather a beauty worthy of your 9-point beauty rating.

Is a 9 in appearance rating appearing a bit too often? Am I really that concerned about my face?

Nanxiang touched his face.

[Afternoon classes are over. For someone with your exceptional learning abilities, the content in the Ocha High School textbooks isn't particularly difficult to understand. Even if you were to sleep or play on your phone, getting a perfect score wouldn't be a problem for you. Thinking about the conversation you had with the girls during lunch break about Goto Ichiri, you decide—]

[1. Go straight to Class 3, Grade 1; 2. First, find out about Goto Ichiri, try to find her personal information in the teachers' office; 3. Forget about Goto Ichiri, go out for a walk and find other women to play with; 4. Simulate it yourself]

Staring at the options, Nanxiang quickly came up with an answer.

The third option, finding other women to play with... While I'm somewhat interested, it's a death sentence without even considering it.

As for the second point, Nango Toki really wanted to do that, since understanding a person's information is a prerequisite for starting a relationship.

However, considering that he had already violated the privacy of others, Nanxiang had no choice but to give up.

So the first option comes to mind.

While it was indeed a bit too direct, it suited my style.

Nanxiang made a choice.

After afternoon classes, you, possessing extraordinary initiative and an appearance rating of 9, decide to go to Class 3, Grade 1 to find Goto Ichiri.

[You've attracted a lot of attention along the way. Why is Nango, the top student in the second year and popular among many younger girls, here in the first year? The excessive attention is making you a little annoyed. You're only here to find Goto Ichiri—the woman who secretly admires you.]

Fortunately, the journey to Class 3, Grade 1 was quite short. As usual, ignoring the stares of those around you, you arrived at Class 3, Grade 1. The fact that a well-known second-year student would come to Class 3, Grade 1, attracted a lot of attention.

After asking quietly and carefully, you finally found Goto Ichiri. But unlike what you imagined, she wasn't sitting in the back row by the window like many anime protagonists. Instead, she sat in the last row in the middle of the classroom, like an extremely inconspicuous passerby.

Although it was only vague, you seemed to sense that the other person's gaze, through their overly long bangs, was curiously peeking at you.

Looking at this line of text, related memories flooded back to Nanxiang Shi.

Amidst the curious glances of everyone in Class 3, Grade 1, Nanxiang saw a girl sitting in the last row, her head down, looking somewhat uneasy.

She was completely covered in pink outdoor sportswear, pink sweatpants paired with a black skirt, which not only lacked any of the charm of a high school girl, but even looked a bit strange.

Her sportswear covered her body, with not a single inch of skin exposed. Her overly long bangs resembled curtains hanging down, shutting out the world from her heart. Coupled with her slightly hunched back, this made Goto Ichiri look particularly gloomy and silent.

Because the other person had her head down, Nanxiang couldn't see her face clearly. He could only tell from the occasional peeks she made and the awkward rubbing of her hands with her head down that she was very fair-skinned, extremely fair-skinned, with a kind of fair complexion that didn't often come into contact with the sun.

"But Goto Ichiri's fashion sense is just awful, isn't it?"

As he broke free from the memories given to him by the system, Nango couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He initially thought it was a distorted and manipulated impression from the girls in his class.

To my surprise, it was all true.

Are there really female high school students in this world who wear outdoor athletic pants with a black pleated skirt?

What kind of bizarre species?

Oh well. Since she's a woman who secretly admires him, and her looks are at least a 7, then that's fine.

Even if it's a bit strange, Nango Toki isn't unacceptable.

He continued looking down.

You weren't bothered by the other person's unusual attire; on the contrary, you were curious why they dressed that way. Compared to the fashionable high school girls in Japan, their presence was as rare as a wild snake.

Seemingly noticing your gaze, Goto Ichiri, sitting on her chair, became somewhat uneasy. She stood up, slung her guitar over her shoulder, and appeared to be preparing to escape.

Faced with her impending departure, you decide—

【First, let the long line catch the big fish, and let her go】

[Second, strike hard, shout "Goto Ichiri, I love you!", hug her from behind, and try to keep her there.]

[3. She seems to really like the guitar; perhaps we could start by asking her for guitar lessons?]

[IV. Personal Simulation]

"Isn't it?"

Ignoring the options, Nanxiang Shi rubbed his forehead.

Just because he glanced at her, he was so afraid that he wanted to leave immediately?

No wonder this woman didn't speak to me, who had an appearance rating of 9, for three whole years during my first playthrough simulation.

He can't even handle a single glance from me, yet he expects this woman to talk to him on her own initiative?

Dream on!

Nanxiang shook his head and began to examine the three options.

First of all, it's basically impossible to catch a big fish with a long line.

Given Goto Ichiri's shy nature, if he lets this woman go this time, the subsequent plot will most likely become like the first time around, with the two becoming parallel lines and him becoming a learning monster.

The second option...

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the person in the simulation was himself, he, being the kind of person who enjoys himself, would really want to choose it and see how things would develop—the most important thing is that there are so few simulation opportunities, and he can't waste them on this.

So the answer is now clear.

Guitar.

Come to think of it, I seem to have a special connection with musical instruments.

When pursuing his wife, whose name he didn't even know, during his first playthrough, he seemed to have specifically learned bass before he finally won her over.

When I was in Nanxiang, I chose the third option.

A skilled hunter never misses an opportunity to strike. If the other party tries to escape like a rabbit, you must act like a hunter and lure her into your sweet trap.

Looking at the guitar on her back, your quick-thinking mind immediately suggested that you might be able to approach it from that angle.

You spoke to Ichiri Goto.

Chapter 4. You and Goto Ichiri became 'friends'

For Nanxiang, initiating conversations has never been difficult.

As long as the other party is willing to respond, Nanxiang is confident that he can use humor and skillful conversation to keep them there.

You struck up a conversation with Goto Ichiri. You were quite confident in your conversational skills and looks, believing that no girl would refuse to talk to someone like you.

"Goto-kun, please wait a moment."

In the classroom, under the setting sun, the white curtains swayed gently in the breeze.

The classroom seemed to have gained an indescribable sense of beauty.

With his hand resting on Goto Ichiri's shoulder, Nango Toki's voice was calm and unhurried, his handsome features as clear as the midday sun.

He was very confident in his appearance, and he was also satisfied with the timing of his speech.

It didn't seem so abrupt; it appeared quite natural.

He was confident that no matter what kind of woman she was, she would stop and look at him when she saw his serious and gentle expression, despite his good looks being rated 9.

Then--

Then, when Nanxiang saw it, the gloomy and aloof girl whose shoulder he had placed his hand on twitched uncomfortably, and then stiffened and fell to the ground.

She was so terrified that she fainted!

What kind of mental illness does this girl have?

Nango, observing this memory, wore an expression of disbelief.

Is it really necessary to have such an explosive reaction to ordinary physical contact with a male classmate?

You carried Goto Ichiri, whose face still held a look of fear even after she fainted, to the infirmary.