My Romance Simulation with Them

Nango walked ahead of Goto by about a mile and a half.

'What...what should we do?'

Looking at Nango's straight back ahead, Goto Ichiri, who was following behind with a slightly hunched back, wanted to open his mouth several times, but kept it closed.

Although I have already decided to ask Nango Toki about my memories.

But because I haven't talked to anyone for so long, I can't remember how to start a conversation at all.

Socially anxious individuals often mentally prepare their responses.

What should I be saying here?

Senior Nanxiang still has those memories after all—no, isn't this a bit too direct?

Does Nango-senpai know something about the memories in my mind...? This can't be! It sounds like an interrogation!

Ahhhhhh—

The more I think about it, the more confused I get.

Goto Ichiri covered his head with both hands.

What should I say?

Saying "I am not very talented and I hope you will guide me in the future"—wait! Isn't that something to say after marriage?

Have I even considered naming my child Nango Nobutake? — What a joke! I'm not even married to Nango-senpai yet! How could I be so stupid!

When are we getting married? — That's not how it is! Didn't we already say we're not even married yet?!

Aaaaaahh ...

The little voice inside his head was screaming and running around wildly, and Goto Ichiri's mind was in complete chaos as he frantically grabbed at his hair.

Then--

bump!

Nango Toki, who was ahead, suddenly stopped. Goto Ichiri, who was preoccupied with his thoughts, had no time to dodge and crashed into him.

W-what happened?

Covering her red nose from the impact, Goto Ichiri looked at Nango in a panic.

Why did you suddenly stop? Did Senior Nango guess what I was going to say?

She carefully observed the other person's expression.

Upon discovering that the other person still had the same clean and cheerful expression as usual, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, we weren't exposed.

"Goto-kun, are you going to talk to me about the memories that suddenly appeared in my mind?"

"Uh--"

Relieved, Goto Ichiri felt like a duck with its throat being squeezed.

Her face flushed red as she looked at Nanxiang in disbelief, then quickly shrank back and whispered, "How... how did Senior Nanxiang know?"

Yes!

How exactly did Nanxiang know what he was thinking?

Is it mind reading? It really is mind reading! Or is it just that in my memory we've been an old married couple for a long time, so it's natural for us to have a telepathic connection?

She started having random thoughts again.

But Nanxiang Shi here seemed to find it somewhat amusing and said, "It's not about mind reading, nor is it a problem between an old married couple."

Then, in front of Goto Ichiri, he pointed to his mouth:

"Does Goto know that when you're lost in thought, you sometimes unconsciously blurt out your wildest fantasies?"

"Well!"

Goto Ichiri quickly covered his mouth.

Those beautiful big eyes were at a loss, and she scolded herself in her heart for being such a big idiot.

There is no such thing as mind reading.

It was all just me talking to myself about what I was thinking.

"So? What exactly does Goto-kun want to ask me?"

As he said this, Nanxiang quickened his pace, pressing closer step by step.

Goto Ichiri opened his mouth, his beautiful face timid and pitifully aggrieved, but his steps unconsciously took a step back.

Nanxiang took a step forward, and she took a step back.

But soon she found herself with nowhere to retreat.

Behind them was a solid, high wall.

Before him lay Nanxiang, where he had been forced into high walls.

She huddled in the corner, bewildered and with tears welling up in her eyes: "Didn't Senior Nanxiang already know what I wanted to ask you?"

“That’s different.” Nango approached, his expression serious. “I want to hear Goto-kun say it himself.”

Goto Ichiri's mind had completely shut down. The yellowish light from the streetlights shone on her overly fair skin, creating a unique kind of beauty.

But as she watched Nanxiang draw closer, only one sentence echoed in her mind as she lamented her own lack of ambition.

—That's it, even if Nango-senpai bullies me, I can't refuse him at all.

Chapter 72. Goto Ichiri's favorability towards him increased (4000 words)

—Oh no, I feel like even if I get bullied by Nango here, I won't be able to refuse him at all.

These were the only thoughts that came to mind when Goto Ichiri's mind went completely blank.

She could only watch helplessly as the other person drew closer and closer, and then—

Snapped--

"it hurts!!!"

Goto Ichiri covered his head and squatted down.

Consider this a lesson for you.

"Why...?"

Goto Ichiri looked up, somewhat bewildered, upon hearing this.

"Hey what?"

Nanxiang Shi, who had been making a flicking gesture on the forehead, was both helpless and amused: "When you're unwilling, you have to refuse loudly, understand?"

He paused, then continued, "You've met a perfect young man like me this time, but what if you meet bad men who like to play with girls' feelings in the future? What are you going to do then?"

"Uh..."

Although he found it strange that Nango Toki called himself a 'perfect youth,' Goto Ichiri did not refute him, but simply lowered his head and hummed in agreement.

"Goto-kun, did you understand? You just say 'hmm'?"

"I...I'm not stupid either."

Feeling that he had been completely underestimated by Nango Toki, Goto Ichiri finally couldn't help but mutter, "The same method will never work on me twice."

Yes.

Although Goto Ichiri is socially awkward, she's not stupid.

That move just now only caught her off guard; if it happened again, she definitely wouldn't fall for it.

"Is that right?"

Nango blinked, then leaned closer and lowered his voice: "So, this time, Goto-kun, you should agree to go out with me, right?"

"Hey?!"

The 'eh' sound was drawn out and distorted, and Goto Ichiri stared wide-eyed at Nango Toki, who had uttered those words.

"Hey what?"

Seeing Goto Ichiri's panic, Nango Toki found it rather amusing:

"I've always liked Goto-kun, but I felt it would have been presumptuous to bring it up before. But since you share the same memories as me, it's only natural for me to take the initiative and ask you out, right?"

"Ah...Is that so?" Goto Ichiri stood there, stunned.

"After dating, we'll get married, right?"

"Huh...? That's too fast!" Goto Ichiri was so startled that he plopped down on the ground.

But Nanxiang showed no sign of backing down, and continued speaking earnestly:

"Shall we choose Ichiri's house as the wedding venue? And what kind of wedding style do you prefer? A Western-style wedding dress or a Japanese white kimono? What about the children? We'll name them as Ichiri suggested, Nango Notake...?"

"I...I...I..."

The sudden and terrifying pace of the wedding left Goto Ichiri speechless.

"Well? Say something, Yili. How about we name our child Nanxiang Naizhu after we get married?"

"Ugh...ah...I, I still think it's too fast..."

"Stop talking nonsense and just say yes!"

The voice suddenly became firm and urging.

"Ah...alright, I'm not very talented..."

Upon hearing Nango's words, Goto Ichiri, whose mind was initially blank and filled with hesitation, subconsciously replied.

Then--

Goto Ichiri then heard Nango Toki's long sigh, and his somewhat disappointed tone:

"Didn't you say that the same trick wouldn't work on you anymore, Ms. Goto Ichiri?"