My Romance Simulation with Them

—For 'RicoRico,' whose business is just average or even a bit slow, there is no need for so many people.

Adhering to the idea that being idle is just being idle.

Nakahara Mizuki hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome. This is also a way of repaying your kindness in taking care of this penniless fellow for so long. Now, excuse me, may I see your palm, Miss?"

"...good."

Nakahara Mizuki stretched out her right hand, looking at the young man in front of her with some curiosity.

This was the first time she had ever seen someone analyze palmistry, and she had no idea what methods they would use or what tools they would pull out.

But soon, Mizuki Nakahara, who had high hopes, was disappointed.

The young man in front of her didn't take out any props, nor did he even touch her palm; he simply looked down at her intently.

"Hmm...oh...hmm...I see. Okay, I understand completely now."

The young man exclaimed in sudden realization.

The sudden sound caught Nakahara Mizuki off guard.

You 'completely understand' now?

He just glanced at my palm?

Isn't this a bit too frivolous?

Even street-side fortune tellers or palm readers who scam people wouldn't be this perfunctory, would they?

I only glanced at it... what could I possibly understand?

Just as Nakahara Mizuki was thinking this way.

The young man on the other side smiled and spoke again in a gentle tone: "I wonder what question Miss Zhongyuan would like to ask me?"

"Ah... let me think... I want to know... Hey? Wait... how do you know my name?"

Nakahara Mizuki, who was deep in thought, froze, looking at the young man in front of her with some surprise.

Rico's uniform was modeled after the uniform of a Japanese-style inn, and it did not have a name tag on it. She also did not reveal any personal information to the other party.

But the other party still managed to guess his surname—Zhongyuan—with remarkable skill.

Could it be a coincidence?

But with so many different surnames in Japan... to call it a coincidence would be a far-fetched explanation...

It's hard to say for sure about Nakahara Mizuki.

But as a mentally sound and mature adult, she could not possibly be so easily deceived by the other party.

Just as she was pondering this, the young man sitting across from her at the bar seemed to have read her mind and spoke up:

"It's no coincidence, Miss Nakahara Mizuki. Your palmistry has already told me everything about you."

Well--?!

Mizuki Nakahara's eyebrows twitched.

You were right again!

This time, not only the surname but also the given name were accurately stated.

but--

"As for names... that shouldn't be hard to find out."

Mizuki Nakahara took a deep breath, maintaining the dignity of a mature woman in front of the other party.

Trying to intimidate her is going to be a difficult task.

On the other side, Yamada Ryo remained expressionless; she had been just as naive as Nakahara Mizuki was now.

But later, she was completely defeated by Nanxiang Shi's all-seeing gaze.

Nango seemed completely unconcerned about Nakahara Mizuki's somewhat forceful attitude, merely offering a faint smile.

That effortless attitude sent a chill down Nakahara Mizuki's spine.

She inexplicably felt that she had absolutely no secrets from the other person.

Am I wrong?

She coughed lightly: "Names are something that can be found out if you put your mind to it."

Instead of refuting her point of view, Nanxiang Shi nodded, as if he agreed with her:

"As Miss Nakahara said, information like names can be obtained by simply keeping a secret eye on them, but as I said before, I now fully understand."

As he spoke, his gaze fell down to her palm.

Mizuki Nakahara subconsciously withdrew her hand.

For some reason, she always felt that the other person seemed to have seen through her entire life through the palm of her hand.

However, before she could fully retract her hand, she heard Nanxiang Shi's resolute voice:

"I see. You were born on June 5, 1996, are 6 years old, and have blood type O. Although you seem reliable and have the image of an older sister, you actually prefer to drink at an izakaya called 'Ori Sake Brewery'..."

"Uh...wait..."

Nakahara Mizuki opened her mouth wide, her face full of disbelief, and was about to interrupt.

But the young man continued, "You seem to have a habit of getting hungovers. You had an astonishing 137 hangovers in a year. So far this year, you've vomited 78 times, 32 of which were on the manager of this coffee shop."

“You love reading wedding magazines, and your favorite saying is, ‘Why are there no good men?’ You’ve said that about 3,651 times this year.”

"Wait a minute—"

"You have an extraordinary obsession with handsome young men and women. You often watch Japanese idol dramas late at night. On June 5th this year, which is your birthday, you watched 'The Girl and the Boy Who Loved Me' until 2 a.m., accompanied by grilled squid tentacles and Japanese shochu."

"???" Nakahara Mizuki.

Mizuki Nakahara's mouth dropped open.

The 'adult elegance and decorum' that had previously filled her mind has now completely shattered; only one thought remains in her mind—

How did you know all this?!

She couldn't hold back any longer and stood up from behind the bar, her face filled with disbelief... no, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was dumbfounded.

"Everything was told to me by your palm reading."

Nanxiang smiled politely.

"I've never heard of palm reading being able to accurately tell someone's hobbies, age, date of birth, blood type, or even sexual fetishes!"

Mizuki Nakahara opened her mouth wide and retorted directly.

"You can tell these things from my palm?!" She genuinely didn't believe it.

She wasn't sure whether Nango's claim of 137 hangovers this year was true or false, but she did have a habit of getting hangovers, and the number had accumulated to quite a few.

It's also true that most of the vomiting happens to Mika, the manager of 'Ricorico' shop.

After all, the only male in the entire 'RikoRiko' group is Mika, a 48-year-old man—you can't let the underage Chitsuka Nishiki and Takina Inoue go into an izakaya, can you?

She even knows that a 27-year-old woman with a penchant for handsome teenagers and young adults is still watching romance dramas about young people...

To be honest, Nakahara Mizuki just wants to go home right now and check if someone has planted a camera in her room.

Otherwise, how could the other party know so much—even knowing that he ate grilled squid tentacles and soju on June 5th!

"Don't overthink it, Miss Nakahara."

Looking at Nakahara Mizuki's expression, Nango knew that the other woman's mind was in turmoil.

At this point, it's easier to successfully manipulate the other person by seizing the opportunity to enter their mind and deceive them.

As for why he knew such detailed information about the other party...

It's actually quite simple.

In the simulation, as the head chef of 'Rikorikoo', he was responsible for scheduling the day, so he had of course seen Nakahara Mizuki's specific information, including her blood type and age.

As for hobbies...

Mizuki Nakahara herself probably didn't realize that she would often talk nonsense when she was drunk.

In the second playthrough simulation, Nango Toki, as one of only two males in the entire 'Rikorik' series, naturally had to go to the izakaya to pick up Nakahara Mizuki, a drunkard who couldn't walk after drinking too much.

Whenever this guy got drunk, he would vomit all over him—Nanxiang was covered in vomit.

It was around that time that Nango learned a lot of her hidden information—although Nango didn't want to know it.

But... how should I put it?

Nango felt somewhat helpless as he thought that his identity as a spiritual medium seemed to be becoming more and more certain.

But there was no other way.

But now that 'RikoRiko' has arrived, we have to pave the way for what happens to Nishiki Chizuka later.

If it weren't for this, he would never have wanted to be a conman.

After all, everyone actually knows that.

When he was in the south, he was an honest and pure person who would never lie.

Your talent for lying has greatly improved; your lying skill level has increased to LV3.

"......" Nanxiang time.

Nango ignored the pop-up notification from the system and turned to look at Nakahara Mizuki, his voice gentle and calm:

"Miss Nakahara, you should be able to trust me now, right?"

"I..."

Nakahara Mizuki, who had just been determined not to be deceived, was now speechless.

The main reason is that many of the things the other party said were completely true—some of which she herself had almost forgotten.

It was as if the other person had known them for a long time.

This astonishing synchronization rate made her somewhat believe that Nanxiang Shi was indeed one of those mediums with special abilities.