My Romance Simulation with Them

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Then--

Her voice echoed in the room.

"I can't even cook."

"It's okay, I can cook. If you get tired of my cooking, you can order takeout or eat at a restaurant."

"They don't even know how to wash clothes."

"Now there's a prop called a washing machine."

"I only know how to play music and instruments, and I spend money recklessly without any restraint. I don't know how long it will take to get the money back after investing it."

"I can earn money to support you."

Do you want to turn me into a cripple?

His excessive indulgence led Yamada Ryo to lean on his shoulder and bite him in dissatisfaction.

This time, the pressure was very light, like a kitten sucking on your finger.

"It wouldn't be so bad to turn Liang into a useless person."

Nanxiang tenderly brushed aside the short hair that was covering her eyes and gently kissed her.

He laughed as he watched her cold face quickly turn red.

"Sometimes I really can be a chatterbox."

She turned her body around, her back to Nanxiang, and stopped looking at him.

"I wasn't being sarcastic."

He forcibly turned her face back to normal, and this time Nanxiang did not use a teasing tone.

"Just continue living your life as always, and don't change yourself because of other external factors."

He said everything he wanted to say.

"I married Yamada Ryo, not a woman like my sister who is a virtuous wife and loving mother."

"You're making it sound like I'm not a virtuous woman?"

Nanxiang didn't answer that question; he just pinched her soft, fair face.

She turned her face away again as if in a huff, but this time Nanxiang simply cupped her face and kissed her.

"Shi, what are you doing!"

"I think you probably want me to kiss you."

"Shi, you're talking nonsense, I... um."

Before she could finish speaking, Nanxiang kissed her again.

"Do you want me to kiss you?"

It was rare for Nanxiang to be so assertive.

"No... um—"

The note was drawn out.

"is not it?"

When he returned from the southern countryside, he asked again.

"I...whatever you want, Shi."

After a few kisses, she, who was always unrestrained and aloof, finally melted.

What happened next is self-evident.

With your comfort, Yamada Ryo finally overcame her anxiety about the engagement date.

[Having returned to her normal state, she seemed more confident and narcissistic than before.]

She would tell others that even without hard work, her fiancé was good enough to support her for life.

This sounds like a show-off, but clearly, she's enjoying the process.

Although she remained as aloof as ever after putting on her engagement ring, she posted several messages on social media.

[When she posted these messages, Kita Yuyo's beauty account, which usually shares updates daily, hadn't been updated for a full three weeks.]

Almost a month later, she finally sent her blessings to Yamada Ryo.

The holiday is coming to an end quickly, and you will soon be entering university.

With the added bonus of 10 points in academic ability, the knowledge from the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine is merely something you need to master for advanced levels; it's not particularly difficult.

Gold shines wherever it is, and so do you.

[You effortlessly solve problems that your peers struggle with, and even questions posed by university professors are no challenge for you. With your outstanding grades, you steadily surpass all your classmates.]

A medical professor at the university holds you in high regard, and through their introductions, you've built connections with many prominent figures in Tokyo.

[His explanation finally made it clear that the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine seems to be a gathering place for Tokyo's elite.]

[These kinds of relationships are absolutely necessary, and you didn't reject them; instead, you began cultivating your own network within the medical school.]

[Among them, the proportion of women is quite considerable, and a significant number of Tokyo socialites don't care whether you have a fiancée; they frequently send you explicit advances, given your genius and handsome appearance.]

You usually politely decline their advances, and if they persist, you will block and delete them.

Even though they treated you like that, they didn't care at all, believing it was just part of your personality.

[And even if you block their phone number, to them it's just a matter of changing their phone number.]

A predominantly female fan club for you has appeared at the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine.

Meanwhile, Yamada Ryo, a student at the Faculty of Arts at Nihon University, has recently received invitations from others.

[Her icy, androgynous beauty is a major plus for some men.]

She ignored all these invitations and responded with disgust and disdain to men who persisted in their advances.

These external factors have never affected your love; your relationship is still blossoming.

[You, with your excellent interpersonal skills, excelled at navigating the social scene at university, quickly making connections with many high-ranking figures in Tokyo's medical community. They even assured you that once you graduated from medical school, they would arrange a well-paid position for you within their affiliated hospitals.]

[In response to these invitations, you didn't immediately accept. Instead, you chose to spend your holidays interning at various hospitals.]

You have accumulated considerable clinical and internship experience in medical sciences. Your medical skills have matured, and your knowledge far surpasses that of the average student at the University of Tokyo's School of Medicine. You have also built a significant network of contacts.

After graduation, you declined all the job offers from your friends and, amidst their somewhat incomprehension, resolutely took a job at the private hospital run by the Yamada family.

One year later, you proposed to Yamada Ryo.

Chapter 62. An Unexpected Incident Occurred (2k)

After working at the Yamada family's private hospital for a year, you proposed to Yamada Ryo.

However, the scene you imagined—Yamada Ryo immediately accepting your proposal—did not happen.

[Your fiancée, who has been buying you clothes and various items since high school and through university, is asking you for 8,000 yen for the first time.]

"Eight thousand yen?"

Although for Nango Toki, who is now successful in his career, eight thousand yen is not a lot of money at all.

But the fact that Yamada Ryo asked him for money for the first time... made him feel a little strange.

It's unclear what she, with her free-spirited nature, is planning to do.

"Yes, eight thousand yen."

Ryo Yamada, who was practicing bass, put down his bass.

Then, he rested his face on the back of his right hand and stretched his left palm forward, making a gesture of "give me money".

Twenty-three-year-old Yamada Ryo's body is much more mature than it was in high school. The only thing that hasn't changed is perhaps his lazy yet elegant face and his smooth, flowing short blue hair.

The beauty mark under her eyelid added an indescribable charm to her.

"What are you planning to do now?"

Nango didn't rush to pay. Instead, he sat behind Yamada Ryo and naturally pulled her into his arms, asking her a question out of curiosity.

My fiancée always has all sorts of wildly imaginative ideas. What has she come up with this time?

"Never mind that."

When Yamada Ryo broke free from Nango with a little force, he glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Thinking about it carefully, from the time we started dating until now, I've always been the one spending money on Atobe."

"Is that all there is to it?"

It was somewhat amusing that Nanxiang held his fiancée's hand.

“My parents have also been spending money on you.”

Holding Nango's hand in return, Yamada Ryo emphasized another point.

"Uh..."

Nanxiang coughed twice.

His fiancée was telling the truth.

The Yamada family financially supported me from high school until I graduated from university.

Most of the clothes he usually wears are bought by Yamada Ryo, who spends a lot of money.

Thinking about it this way, including Yamada Ryo and Yamada's parents, they have always been spending money on themselves.

Just as Nanxiang was about to say something more.

Yamada Ryo reached out his hand again.