My Romance Simulation with Them

Memories of spending time with Nango and achieving dreams together with the End Band suddenly surfaced in my mind.

It was a secret that Goto Ichiri had never told anyone, a secret that belonged only to her.

After all, the content of these memories is, in a sense, quite embarrassing.

Goto Ichiri also has a penchant for fantasizing.

She often fantasizes about becoming a national rock diva and performing at the Budokan.

But... living with someone, falling in love, getting married, and even having children... these memories are too embarrassing for Goto Ichiri to talk about.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Being timid and socially anxious, she should have kept her head down and buried this secret deep in her heart.

But what did Senior Nanxiang just say?

"I Don't Want to Die Alone"?

Isn't this the melody hidden in the extra memories in her mind?

Goto Ichiri closed his eyes.

She clearly remembers that this song was the one she sang at the end of her performance at the Budokan—sung to Nango.

A bold idea, one that had surfaced in my mind countless times, resurfaced at this moment.

Could it be that Senior Nanxiang also has those scattered memories like her?

Goto Ichiri felt a strong urge to pull Nango Toki aside and ask him a question.

Yes.

Pull him away.

Ask him about his memory!

A serious and confident expression gradually emerged on Goto Ichiri's beautiful but timid face.

One mile, you can do it!

As she thought this, she looked up.

Then--

"What's wrong? Are you lonely?"

"Huh...? Ah... um... it's nothing."

Suddenly, a strange expression appeared before her eyes.

All the grand ambitions I had just made vanished in an instant.

Goto Ichiri shrank back, hiding his eyes behind his bangs, and answered softly.

Forget it... forget it.

Goto Ichiri touched his little head.

Memory sharing is something that can't be imagined, right?

It's definitely just a case of the same name.

Anyway, it's definitely one of those songs with the same name that sound completely different.

There are quite a few songs with the same name in this world, and it's not uncommon.

These kinds of accidents happen occasionally...

Anyway...

Having expectations for something as vague as 'memory' will only lead to disappointment in the end.

I've experienced this kind of disappointment countless times since I was a child.

Yes. That's right!

After repeatedly reassuring himself, Goto Ichiri finally rallied.

"By the way, do you want to go listen to the open-air performance in Nanxiang?"

Ijichi Hoshika's words came again, untimely.

Having just managed to convince herself, Goto Ichiri's inner monster of curiosity has started wreaking havoc again.

Shall we go and give it a listen?

Perhaps if we just listen, we'll find the answers to everything.

Just go and listen...

Yes, just go and listen—

This was what Goto Ichiri thought in her heart, this was what she longed for, but what came out of her mouth were:

"Ah... um... I won't go. I still have work to do at the shop."

Is it really still the same?

My cowardice led me to say things that were completely contrary to what I thought.

Goto Ichiri gripped the plate tightly in her hand.

I really haven't changed at all...

An indescribable bittersweet feeling rose from my heart.

Nothing has changed, absolutely nothing has changed!

She was still so timid, still so afraid.

Fear of failure, fear of disappointment, fear that the final outcome will not be what I expect.

If I've accomplished nothing now, I might accomplish nothing in the future too.

I'm such a loser.

Goto Ichiri's eyes, lowered behind her bangs, were filled with disappointment.

This disappointment wasn't directed at others, but at myself.

Disappointment with the version of myself that was too timid to interact with others and afraid of failure.

She remained silent, slowly clearing the plates from the table before turning to go upstairs.

but--

pat.

"Why...?"

Who held my hand?

Goto Ichiri looked up in surprise, her clean and beautiful eyes peeking out from behind her bangs.

"Goto-san, if it's alright, I hope you can come and listen."

The person holding her hand had a handsome face, and his slightly revealed smile was cheerful and gentle. It was Nanxiang Shi, who had just gone upstairs and returned.

"me..."

Goto Ichiri managed to open his mouth.

"Goto-kun, don't you want to come and listen? Even though it's only for one day, you are my teacher, and I would like to show you the results of my practice."

Nanxiang tilted his head.

Under the light, his features appeared somewhat deep-set, but his gaze was surprisingly clean and gentle.

goo—

That's why I say handsome men really are...

Goto Ichiri, who had just been filled with refusal, barely managed to open her mouth: "I...I understand."

A: Yes, I agree...

Goto Ichiri didn't know why.

Faced with Nanxiang's request, she not only couldn't refuse, but she had absolutely no intention of refusing.

She felt that she would willingly agree to any request from Nanxiang, no matter what it was.

and...

Senior Nanxiang...did you figure out what I was thinking?

Goto Ichiri subconsciously looked up at Nango Toki's face.

The other person remained the same, with a calm expression that was impossible to decipher or understand.

"Thank you."

Having received Goto Ichiri's agreement, Nango Toki nodded and released his hand.

"Hey, Nango, isn't your passion for solitude much greater than ours?"

Behind them came the disgruntled voice of Ichichi Seika.

"Is there?"

Nanxiang was stunned for a moment; he hadn't really paid much attention.

But when he saw the somewhat disappointed look on Goto Ichiri's face, he inexplicably felt that he couldn't let her leave like this.

As for the 'passion' that Ichiji Hoshika mentioned, he really hadn't noticed it.

"Of course there are."

Ijichi Seika looked Nango Toki and Goto Ichiri, who was wearing a light pink tracksuit and had half of his face hidden under his bangs, back and forth.

"At least you wouldn't be so gentle as to ask me to go see your outdoor performance, would you?"

"how is this possible?"

Nanxiang waved his hand with a smile: "I treat everyone with the same gentleness and kindness, what are you thinking, shop manager? Besides, you are the benefactor who lent me the amp and effects pedal, of course I will not forget your kindness."

"Tsk."