I have a life simulator.

"Yes, anything is fine, whether it's computer games or traditional board games, or even playing cards."

Sakayanagi Arisu had heard from a doctor that during the psychological detoxification stage, it is best to let the patient immerse themselves in another activity and avoid being alone, because being alone makes it easy to overthink and may cause them to recall past experiences again.

In reality, Arisu Sakayanagi's obsession with chess stemmed largely from the scene she witnessed in the White Room where Kiyotaka Ayanokouji dominated the game. Driven by her desire to defeat the White Room, she naturally became extremely passionate about chess.

However, in this simulation, Sakayanagi Arisu was completely free of this obsession. For her, chess was merely a skill, and besides, since she had to take care of Kitagawa Ryo, such a highly competitive sport might not be suitable.

Kitagawa Ryo immediately saw through Sakayanagi Arisu's little scheme. Although he possessed the [Grand Master] gold achievement in chess, Kitagawa Ryo readily abandoned chess and casually picked up the playing cards next to him:

"Let's play this."

"Okay."

Sakayanagi Arisu nodded, and after setting the rules of the game, the two played several rounds of poker.

Whether it was because Sakayanagi Arisu deliberately threw the game or not, Kitagawa Ryo easily won all the games, but on the surface, Sakayanagi Arisu, who lost the game, seemed more pleased.

"Liang played very well! He's a smart child!"

Pah, pah, pah, pah.

Kitagawa Ryo put down his cards and fell into deep thought. He suddenly felt that everything about Sakayanagi Arisu was strangely familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the type of role he plays in the white room...

play.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing Kitagawa Ryo's pensive expression, Sakayanagi Arisu reached out and touched his forehead.

physical contact.

"It's nothing, I just spaced out for a moment."

Kitagawa Ryo shook his head.

"That's good. How about we take a nap after lunch and then go to the amusement park in the afternoon?"

Sakayanagi Arisu thought Kitagawa Ryo was recalling some unpleasant memories from the past, and tilted her head to suggest something.

sports.

Love consists of only three variables: touch, movement, and play. If you can provide these three variables, you can satisfy all the needs of a primate.

At this moment, Kitagawa Ryo finally understood how the children in the white room felt. If a mother made of cotton cloth could make the little monkeys loyal to her until death, how much more so a warmer presence?

Everyone longs to be loved.

Kitagawa Ryo had seriously considered whether to give up on this simulation in the white room, but now he is indeed glad that he did not end the simulation hastily.

She was making plans for the afternoon while looking at an amusement park guidebook. Because she had just run to get her lunch, Sakayanagi Arisu's cheeks were a little flushed, and there was a little sweat on her forehead. Her silvery-white hair swayed slightly.

He had never seen Sakayanagi Arisu like this before, either in the previous seven simulations or in reality.

But at this moment, Kitagawa Ryo suddenly believed that this was what a healthy, seven-year-old Sakayanagi Arisu should be like, just like Alice in the fairy tale who was also seven years old.

It wasn't Alice who seemed to come from an incredible land, shrouded in an illusory and fragile atmosphere, but rather Alice who chased the rabbit into the incredible land because of her childlike heart and curiosity.

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Tokyo Advanced Educational Junior High School, Class 3-B.

In anticipation of the upcoming cultural festival, every student in the class was discussing it enthusiastically. Although a total of six students had dropped out of Class B in the previous two years, after moving up to the third year, Class B, having grown significantly, achieved excellent results in several special exams, and the class points increased back to normal.

With the second semester drawing to a close, Class B of Grade 3 can even see the backs of Class A. The gap in points between classes has narrowed to a level that seems achievable. More importantly, a series of victories has given every student in Class B ample confidence and momentum.

As the leader of Class 3-B, Ryosuke Tomoda is definitely the core of this class. He is outstanding in both academics and sports, and has strong interpersonal skills. He is a great atmosphere maker, and it is under his encouragement that Class 3-B has been able to catch up to where it is today.

"So, does anyone have any good ideas?"

Yuda, standing on the podium, wore his usual flippant smile. This nonchalant attitude actually reassured the students in the class, and soon a boy raised his hand to suggest:

How about a maid cafe?

"I bet you just want to see what the girls in your class look like in maid outfits, don't you?"

He casually made a joke, which drew laughter from the class, but Yuda still turned around and seriously wrote the suggestion on the blackboard with chalk.

Maid Cafe.

Brushing the chalk dust off his hands, Yuda leisurely whistled and stroked his chin, saying:

"But our class really has a lot of resources."

"Chabashira and Hoshinomiya will probably be quite popular, and the sales might even go up."

When his name was called, Chabashira Sae glanced at him, but Hoshinomiya Chie smiled and said that if it was for the sake of the class, she would be perfectly fine in a maid outfit.

After all, the class is currently on a winning streak. Although the cultural festival doesn't have a significant impact on the class's points, there's not much time left in the third year, so every single point must be earned.

Although other suggestions were made later, everyone agreed that the maid café idea was the best. After the vote, Yuda began to arrange for people to make preparations in an orderly manner, including the venue, costumes, food, etc.

After the class meeting about the cultural festival ended today, Yuda had only taken a few steps out of the classroom when Hoshinomiya Chie, who was chasing after him, tapped him on the shoulder.

"what happened?"

Yuda rubbed his shoulder and asked casually. Hoshinomiya Chie had always been like this, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hey, Yuda, do you know why Sae-chan agreed to this maid café project today?"

"Because this project has the highest chance of reaching a high ranking?"

"That's part of the reason, though."

Hoshinomiya Chie tapped his head again with the book in her hand, then leaned closer and whispered:

"Isn't it because you think this plan is better?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Seeing Tomoda's genuinely puzzled expression, Hoshinomiya Chie sighed helplessly and shook her head.

"Of course it's because Sae-chan has feelings for you."

"Chabashira-kun?"

Nodding vigorously, Hoshinomiya Chie quickly lowered her voice as well:

"In short, you'd better pay more attention to a girl's feelings, Tomita."

"After all, we can't let the girl say it first."

After saying this, Hoshinomiya Chie ran off again, leaving Tomoda alone in deep thought.

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Although he had already participated in the cultural festival twice, Kitagawa Ryo was still looking forward to this one. Aside from the fact that Arisaka Yanagi was with him, he had just realized a few days ago that Chabashira Sae and Hoshinomiya Chie should be the third-year students in this batch.

Actually, although Kitagawa Ryo knew that Hoshinomiya Chie harbored an almost obsessive hatred for Chabashira Sae, and even used this to target Class A, he didn't seem to know what kind of conflict had occurred between the two.

If we can find out more about this through the simulation, it will be of great help to us in real life.

"Here we are."

Sakayanagi Shigemori, who was acting as the driver, stopped his car and got out first to open the car door for the two children in the back seat.

In early November, a chill was already in the air. A considerable number of vehicles were parked in front of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School. Children excitedly tugged at their parents' sleeves and lined up in an orderly fashion to enter the school, all under the guidance of the staff. The scene was bustling with activity.

Before Kitagawa Ryo could react, Sakayanagi Arisu had already pulled him to the back of the line. She seemed to have gotten some new information from her father and was eager to share it with Kitagawa Ryo:

"The cultural festival at Tokyo Advanced Educational High School involves twelve classes from all three grades. I heard that each class has prepared various programs and performances."

Kitagawa Ryo nodded quietly. He curiously tiptoed inside and saw that Tokyo Advanced Educational High School was exactly the same as it was when he enrolled ten years later. Even the style of the uniforms was exactly the same.

"Does Ryo want to study here in the future?"

Seeing Kitagawa Ryo constantly looking around the school, Sakayanagi Arisu took the opportunity to ask him a question.

"Yes, it feels great, if possible."

"Coolness is definitely not a problem, but I'll probably be studying here too, so remember to call me 'senior' then."

After Kitagawa Ryo refused to be called "older sister," Sakayanagi Arisu became persistent.

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, Ryo will be surnamed Sakayanagi from now on."

Seeing that Kitagawa Ryo remained silent, Sakayanagi Arisu was not discouraged. She took out two tickets she had prepared from her pocket and handed them to the staff member who came over.

After verifying the authenticity of the tickets, the staff took out two mobile phones to start entering relevant information:

"Please tell us your names, both children."

"Arisu Sakayanagi."

Before Kitagawa Ryo could speak, Sakayanagi Arisu quickly interjected:

“It’s cool here, this is my younger brother.”

"Oh, so you are Chairman Sakayanagi's two children. Have fun."

The fact that the children of school staff shared the surname Sakayanagi immediately made the staff realize their identities, and they became much more respectful when handing over their phones.

"There are 5,000 points in here. One point is equivalent to one yuan. You can use this mobile phone to pay for all your expenses at the cultural festival."

Kitagawa Ryo took his phone; the glowing screen already displayed the names and remaining points of each guest:

[Sakayanagi Ryo, 5000].

There's always this subtle, unsettling feeling of marrying into another family...

Chapter 95: The Cultural Festival with Sakayanagi Arisu

Just like summer fireworks displays are always associated with candied apple yukatas, when talking about high school cultural festivals, classic attractions such as fried noodle stalls and haunted mazes are indispensable.

Although there are rumors that "cultural festivals are just activities for people who want to be popular," for the students of Tokyo Advanced Educational Junior High School, even though it was not recognized by the school as a formal special exam, it still involved rankings and changes in class points. Therefore, every class did their best, and whether it was being popular or something else, they all honestly became service workers.

In order to attract customers as soon as possible, the students who grabbed the best spots swarmed out like ants from a swarming nest and occupied the middle of the street.

Perhaps because the adults among the guests seemed somewhat difficult to deal with, most of the students subconsciously focused their attention on the children.

"Little friend, we have some delicious takoyaki here, would you like to try some?"

Kitagawa Ryo and Sakayanagi Arisu naturally encountered the same situation. Before they could take two steps, a girl dressed in a mascot costume and wearing a headgear with a painted friendly smile appeared and blocked their way.

"The stir-fried noodles are fresh out of the pan, piping hot, and topped with our secret sauce."

Meanwhile, the students running a Japanese-style fried noodle shop on the other side shouted back from afar, not to be outdone.

"How could a child possibly eat such a large portion of fried noodles?"

Seeing that someone was trying to steal her customers, the cotton candy girl quickly retorted.

“I can also sell quarter portions and half portions. Besides, the takoyaki in your class isn’t fresh; it’s been sitting for two days.”

While stirring the fried noodles on the hot plate, the boy retorted with equally sharp tongue.

After all, the guests had limited points and limited stomachs, and they were all direct competitors, so it was not surprising that they would make sarcastic remarks to each other.

While the two were digging up old stories about who had said bad things about whom during the special exam two years ago, Sakayanagi Arisu pulled Kitagawa Ryo out of the area.

They had already eaten breakfast before coming over, and neither the takoyaki nor the fried noodles were particularly appealing. After looking around casually, they finally bought a huge cotton candy from another stall.

The fluffy cotton candy was larger than the two children's heads. It shimmered with a charming color under the sunlight. The sugar strands melted in their mouths and were sweet. Sakayanagi Arisu and Kitagawa Ryo definitely couldn't finish two, so they simply bought one and started eating it on their left and right sides.

"It felt like eating sweet air."

Sakayanagi Arisu took small bites and made her comments.

"Aside from being a little greasy, everything else is fine."

"And it's too easy for it to get on your face."

Kitagawa Ryo was a little annoyed, because every time his mouth hadn't even touched the candy, his nose and cheeks would be full first.

"I brought a handkerchief."

Seeing this, Sakayanagi Arisu also took out a folded handkerchief from her pocket. It was pink and had a cat's paw embroidered on the corner.

Sakayanagi Arisu gently wiped the sugar strands off Kitagawa Ryo's face with a handkerchief. Her touch was light, and the fingertips of the handkerchief tickled his nose.

Kitagawa Ryo tried to take the handkerchief and wipe himself, but Sakayanagi Arisu's actions were firm, making Kitagawa Ryo's outstretched hand feel a little awkward, and he could only wait in place for Sakayanagi Arisu.

Although he really wanted to explain that he hadn't finished the cotton candy in his hand and that wiping it off now would just cause it to get smeared on again after eating it, he couldn't say anything when he met Sakayanagi Arisu's deep purple eyes.

As a result, Kitagawa Ryo had his face wiped three times before the cotton candy in his hand was completely gone.