In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

"When I unexpectedly met you again at school, my first feeling was anger, because I hated you for not keeping your promise back then. That's why I deliberately said those things to you in the student council room. I thought I would be happy after doing that, but I was wrong."

Seeing the unease mixed with fear on your face, I regretted it. I realized I still couldn't forget the feelings I had when I first met you. I found that I still liked you. After calming down and thinking back on what had happened, I felt that I could understand your feelings.

Being approached on the street by someone, and then I happen to be there with a group of people to help you out—this scenario feels incredibly familiar. From a normal person's perspective, it seems like something pre-planned with ulterior motives. So, I'm starting to understand you. After all, girls really do need to know how to protect themselves.

[The hand that Kasumigaoka Utaha held with yours trembled slightly.]

"But after that, I had already left you with a bad first impression. I thought that if I continued to try to get closer to you, no matter what I did, it would only backfire. So I made up my mind to just watch you from afar, as long as you are happy at school."

Therefore, I not only agreed to Aki Tomoya's request, but also relaxed the time limit and provided additional funding for club activities. This is the greatest help I can offer as the student council president.

But many things don't go as smoothly as people expect..."

You felt Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand tighten slightly, and you quickly stopped speaking.

The next moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha gently released your hand. You handed her a tissue you had prepared beforehand. She took it, lightly wiped her eyes, and then opened the door to the clubroom and went inside.

Ignoring the sudden silence within the club, she took her novel collection and laptop without uttering a single word.

[Aki Tomoya watched her departing figure, his left hand raised, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.]

After Kasumigaoka Utaha left the club, a new member hugged his neck and started laughing and joking again. Aki Tomoya forced a smile, but he felt empty inside, as if he had lost something extremely important.

[After leaving the club, Kasumigaoka Utaha followed you back to your apartment. You two disregarded Japanese regulations prohibiting minors from drinking alcohol.]

Slightly tipsy, you gently kissed away the tear from Kasumigaoka Utaha's eye.

That night, she voluntarily gave herself to someone.

…………

Chapter Twelve: You Lost Her Tracks

The next day, Kasumigaoka Utaha threw her torn stockings into the trash can, blushing as she tried to cover it up, saying that nothing had happened the night before. You nodded.

A few days later, Kasumigaoka Utaha submitted her resignation from the doujinshi club.

[An Yilin was also very agitated, trying his best to salvage the situation, but he was now completely unable to make Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had realized the truth, hesitate even slightly.]

After Utaha Kasumigaoka left the club, you naturally left that club as well. And at your suggestion, your followers, including the head of the literature club and the computer club, gradually began to distance themselves from the doujin game club, which had lost its usefulness.

[Aki Tomoya's long-held dream has been shattered.]

However, that's just a trivial matter.

[After that night, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say it explicitly.]

But you can sense that her past dislike and wariness towards you have slowly faded away after that night when she opened her heart, and under your extremely gentle and considerate care.

Your relationship isn't that of boyfriend and girlfriend, but it's become much closer than before.

After graduating from high school, you were admitted to the same university as her. Through your deliberate planning, you finally confirmed your relationship in a hotel room after a late-night movie.

[As you spend more time with her, you discover that although Kasumigaoka Utaha appears to be a mature and sophisticated woman on the surface, she is actually an extremely shy person in private.]

Her alluring eyes and the incredibly voluptuous figure hidden beneath her casual clothes—a figure that surpasses even that of a mature woman—are the source of your irresistible sexual bliss.

You love seeing her gaze at you with those wine-red eyes, as if she's about to cry, filled with tender affection.

After graduating from university, Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally became a light novel author, while you, a literature major, became the editor-in-chief of a magazine a year later.

Two years later, you proposed to Kasumigaoka Utaha, and you married with the blessings of your parents.

On the night you officially become husband and wife, you look at your wife in her white wedding dress, hear her whisper sweet nothings in your ear, calling you "husband," and telling you she wants a baby.

[Your blood boiled, and you immediately grabbed your spear, mounted your horse, and, emulating the famous Three Kingdoms general Zhao Zilong of Changshan, staged countless seven charges in and out of the enemy lines on the long hillside.]

Your wife's love for you has deepened after this night.

During your honeymoon, looking at your wife's gentle and happy smile, a wave of hesitation washes over you...

[1. If I tell Shiyu about the things I secretly did back then while pursuing her, I believe she will choose to forgive me, right?]

2. The past is the past; there's no need to dwell on it.

Surprisingly, a long-lost option appeared here.

Suzumiya Chisato, who was still silently reminiscing about the alluring scene of her white wedding dress play that night, was now brought back to her senses.

The two options are very simple. To put it bluntly, it's about whether or not to tell Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is now his wife, the tricks he secretly used to win her heart back then.

This is a difficult choice; it feels like either option will lead to negative consequences.

Suzumiya Chisato thought for a long time, taking into account Kasumigaoka Utaha's personality and his current relationship with her in The Sims.

He ultimately chose the second option.

The most important thing right now is the present moment. In The Sims, he has a beautiful wife and a happy marriage, and he shouldn't do anything that would add variables or complications at this time.

My honeymoon with my wife went very smoothly.

Two months later, Utaha Suzumiya discovers she is pregnant. Overjoyed, you take a long leave of absence from work to care for her wholeheartedly.

They even changed their surname!

Insomnia, vomiting, loss of appetite... pregnancy is a very difficult thing, both mentally and physically tormented. But even so, Utaha Suzumiya has no complaints, because she loves you deeply, and naturally cherishes the fruit of your love growing in her womb. In the later stages of her pregnancy, she is extremely careful in everything she does, afraid that something might go wrong.

Days passed, and your child was born—a girl. She inherited her mother's jet-black hair and pretty features; she was very cute.

You take your child from the nurse and place her in the arms of your wife, who looks tired but radiates maternal tenderness.

Without much hesitation, your wife lovingly named your child "Qianyu" by taking one character from each of your names.

Life isn't always smooth sailing; there's always the possibility of encountering rough and bumpy roads.

When Suzumiya Chisato saw this description, she felt a lump in her throat.

Qianyu is a lovely child; she brought joy and warmth to your little family, but the price was that Shiyu's health was not as good as before.

[The Shiyu used to be full of energy, able to concentrate on working on her laptop for eight hours straight, and then recover after a good night's sleep. But now, she often feels dizzy, weak, and lacks energy.]

You tried to persuade your wife to give up her career so you could be the breadwinner, but she refused. She wanted to contribute to the family she loves and provide a better life for you and the children.

Regarding this, what is your decision...?

1. Firmly refuse her, make her follow your arrangements, and allow her to be a carefree housewife.

[2. By agreeing to your wife's concessions, you officially enter a period of intense overtime work.]

3. Reduce her workload appropriately and hire a professional nanny to share household chores.

this……

The third option seems slightly better.

You and your wife have reached an agreement to hire a nanny. She has also reduced her workload, and with less stress, her health is gradually improving. Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction.

When Chiba was three years old, your wife held her, took out photos of you both from your school days, and told her stories from your past.

[While the nanny was cleaning the bookshelf nearby, she accidentally knocked over a junior high school yearbook, which piqued Kasumigaoka Utaha's interest.]

She knows about you in high school and college, but she has absolutely no idea what you were like before high school.

She opened the book and, by chance, saw several familiar names and faces. Her eyes widened slowly as memories long dormant began to resurface. She gradually understood everything, but her once radiant smile slowly faded.

That evening, when you returned home, your wife and children, who always loved you, did not greet you warmly. The house was pitch black, and you sensed something was wrong, so you rushed inside.

On the coffee table in the living room, there's your junior high school yearbook and a letter.

The letter was crumpled and wrinkled, as if it had been soaked in water. Opening it, one saw his wife's delicate handwriting. On it was only a simple sentence: "If I could, I truly wish I hadn't discovered all this. I'm sorry, I can't leave Qianyu. Take care of yourself."

You rushed into your bedroom like a madman, only to find that everything related to your wife was gone.

From that day on, you lost all trace of her.

…………

Chapter Thirteen Wait a minute, where's my wife?

No!

If there's something to discuss, let's talk it out. Why are you running away?! And you even took my lovely daughter with you!

Suzumiya Chisato feels quite helpless about Kasumigaoka Utaha, who has become his wife in The Sims and is now a full-fledged young married woman.

At the same time, I was annoyed that my Sims character was so bad at the game. Why didn't I just throw away my junior high yearbook? Why did I have to leave it behind and let it explode at this moment?

He was unwilling to belittle his own intelligence, so he could only blame the system, secretly complaining that it was a shady operation to advance the plot, which was utterly unscrupulous.

However, after learning the truth about what happened back then, Kasumigaoka Utaha's choice, to some extent, does indeed align with her personality.

If she didn't do that, she wouldn't be the proud and difficult Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The simulation hasn't ended yet, which means I should still have room to maneuver and be able to bring my runaway wife back, right?

Suzumiya Chisato, clinging to a sliver of hope, continued to observe the escalating chaos unfold.

You begin leveraging your connections, spending money to hire detectives and gangsters, hoping to find out where your wife and daughter are.

However, three years have passed, and you have gained nothing.

You lost your loved one, gradually became listless, and developed a series of bad habits such as smoking and drinking.

You quit your job and just drifted along aimlessly.

Ten years have passed, and suddenly, a shrunken version of Kasumigaoka Utaha, and a girl who looks remarkably like your wife, knock on your door.

Even in your drunken stupor, you recognized her almost instantly as your daughter, Qianyu!

[Chiba's delicate face was filled with indifference, exactly like Kasumigaoka Utaha's usual expression.]

Overwhelmed with excitement, you pulled her into a tight embrace. After the initial thrill subsided, you eagerly asked her about your wife, but she silently handed you a bank card and a letter.

[Qianyu's face lacked the joy and naiveté typical of people her age; her dark eyes held no light.]

[You realized something, and with trembling hands, opened the envelope.]

[A thousand miles to Liang Palace:]

—Qianli, the love I once thought was about the right combination of people at the right time. Even if I temporarily forgot those memories, whether happy or bitter, I could easily pick them up again after walking similar paths or seeing familiar things. But the premise for doing so is that everything is built on a real foundation.

You might say that those things are all in the past, and what matters is that we truly love each other now. But in reality, only time has passed. Looking back, we can see those experiences clearly standing there. As I write this letter, I still can't convince myself to close my eyes and ignore them.

But it doesn't matter anymore.