How can my simulation be a real love?

In Nagasaki Motoyo's view, perhaps it is true that she has no remorse at all, but is just trying to continue deceiving people with 'lies'.

"...In any case, you should go find Ming in the end."

Ruo Yemu slowly closed his eyes, speaking only in a cryptic tone.

Before coming here, she had already decided that she would not be soft-hearted towards Nagasaki Motoyo again, even if Nagasaki Motoyo cried and apologized in front of her. However, Nagasaki Motoyo's attitude this time was completely different from her usual pretentious behavior. At least in Wakaba Mutsu's eyes, this time she was probably really sincere.

This is probably the last time I'll trust her.

"You should know what kind of person Ming is; he would never completely give up on you."

If Ye Mu's eyes held a hint of something indescribable, she would deliberately use a nonchalant tone to hint at it to the other party.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Nagasaki Motoyo slowly raised her head, a faint glimmer of light appearing in her dull blue eyes.

Having already given up hope of being forgiven again, when Wakaba Mutsu's indifferent words reached her ears, her fingertips, which had been completely powerless, seemed to start flowing with hot blood again, as if it were the last straw that a drowning person had grasped at.

If there is even a glimmer of hope, she will seize it without hesitation.

93

Chapter Ninety-Three: Fragments of Memory and the Simulator

Humans are creatures who always crave the freedom to stay in bed.

The thought of having to prepare to go to school or work soon will curb this behavior of completely relaxing the mind and body. However, on a holiday when there is nothing to do, one may be completely liberated, and even a 30-minute nap may be extended indefinitely.

The moment my body and brain fully woke up from sleep, I saw that it was already three or four in the afternoon on my phone.

Even if he were a heavy sleeper, Kazami Mei wouldn't suddenly sleep for such a long time.

Since his 'Endurance' skill was upgraded to Lv.5, Kazami Naruto, whose recovery ability has greatly improved, has hardly felt tired. His recovery ability is so strong that even staying up all night is just a drop in the ocean, so in theory, it is impossible for him to sleep so soundly.

Today, he just wanted to refresh himself, so he took a nap in his room.

But after falling asleep, he vaguely saw a large number of various memories and images. As he realized what these were, his eyes gradually became meaningful, and he also gradually realized the reason why he was so sleepy today—

"Today's dream seemed to be all fragments of memories?"

He often sees these 'memory fragments' in simulations, especially after [personally simulating] them, he can see even more. But recently, he hasn't even done a single simulation, yet he still dreams of so many memory fragments.

what is the problem?

Suppressing his doubts for the time being, Kazami Mei, who was gradually regaining his senses, slowly sat up.

"..."

Because of the dream caused by this 'memory fragment', he slept very soundly today. As soon as he woke up, he noticed a large number of messages popping up on his phone screen. He sat on the bed for almost five minutes before he silently came back to his senses.

Most of the numerous Line messages I scrolled through were from my girlfriend, "Stinky Pink Hair." Even on her days off, she would send me a couple of messages for no apparent reason, and if I didn't reply, she would bombard me with a barrage of emojis without hesitation.

In addition, there were a lot of messages from Ms. Riki, Ms. Kita, and so on. Even Ms. Ryo, who rarely sends Line messages, sent two bass introduction videos and specifically asked him to borrow money, claiming it was for 'future' investment.

In short, Kazami Mei suddenly understood what it felt like to have multiple girlfriends.

"Are the news about Lixi mostly about arrangement issues and the band's performance plans?"

When Kazami Mei saw the various complicated and detailed 'text descriptions' on Line, it was as if she could instantly see what kind of expression Ms. Riki was on the other side of the screen.

Even after completely letting go of her reserve and becoming his 'girlfriend', Shiina Tatsuki's behavior on Line was not much different from before, except that she used a few more cute panda emojis when chatting about 'work'.

Occasionally, after he teases her, he will fall into a strange silence, but she will respond to every word she says. This indescribable cuteness and charm makes Kazami Naru feel a little amused.

Next time I tease her, maybe I can try getting Miss Lixi to take a couple of erotic selfies?

"..."

A slight smile crept onto his lips as he calmly replied to each person's message.

But after Kazami responded to all these messages, he suddenly realized that Ms. Suze, who used to send messages frequently, had not made any move to this day. Seeing her silent Line, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

However, as her boyfriend, he naturally couldn't completely ignore the matter.

If Ye Mu doesn't intend for him to take the initiative to find Miss Su Shi, then what would be the most appropriate way for him to make contact?

Without realizing it, the option 'simulation' suddenly popped into my head.

"A simulation?"

Kazami Mei frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face.

There are reasons why the simulation hasn't started yet. This buggy simulator can only mechanically follow a single path, and the 'time' and 'conditions' for starting the simulation are based on reality.

This makes people hesitant to even consider it.

The simulator is a simulation based entirely on real-world conditions, which was indeed a great advantage for Kazami Naruto in the past, because he could use this unique mechanism to 'predict the future' to a certain extent.

But in reality, he not only has a lover, but also several girlfriends with whom he has established feelings and relationships. This means that the moment the simulation starts, it will be forcibly transformed into a harem based on real-world conditions.

As it turns out, this simulator is a defective product that can only force a single-path approach.

If the simulation were to be based on reality, he really had no idea what would happen.

Not to mention that his sudden 'drowsiness' today puzzled him, and the sudden fragments of memory in his mind made him start to worry about the simulation, but he couldn't ignore the current state of the simulator.

"...If a simulation of Xiangzi is successfully completed, what changes will occur in the simulator?"

Kazami Mei muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the 'Start Simulation' button as he pondered.

No new simulation targets have been added so far; the simulator may be silently letting him conquer the 'last one'.

[Confirmed simulation subject: Toyokawa Shoko]

[Start simulation? 】

But before he could fully begin the simulation, a small hand gently pushed open the wooden door to his room.

The girl who pushed open the wooden door seemed to be deliberately suppressing her voice, and even when she opened the door, she only cautiously peeked out her little head.

Those pale golden eyes that shimmered with a faint light made Kazami Ming chuckle, so he gently waved to her at the door.

"Xiao Mu, what are you doing hiding there?"

"...Ming, is she awake already?"

Ruoye Mutsu blinked gently, then obediently slipped on her slippers and came to his side.

Seeing her obedient appearance, Kazami raised an eyebrow slightly. With a mischievous thought rising in his mind, he pretended to be serious and said, "I only planned to take a short nap, but when I woke up, it was already three or four o'clock."

"Why didn't Xiao Mu come and wake me up when she saw me sleeping for so long?"

Ruoye Mu blinked blankly, then lowered her head with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"...Because Ming has been drawing all morning, I want Ming to be able to rest well in the afternoon."

The girl's concern and worry were almost palpable, overflowing from her words. Even though Kazami Naruto was in such good physical condition that he didn't need much rest, he naturally wouldn't be so tactless as to reject the girl's heartfelt concern.

Then he couldn't help but glance at the canvas not far away, where the unfinished oil painting was completely covered by a curtain.

The painting was originally scheduled to be given to his agent, Ms. Lan, a month later, and the two discussed its use for direct participation in the London International Art Fair.

If Kazami Mei wants to make a name for herself and gain a reputation overseas, winning a gold medal at an international art exhibition alone is clearly not enough. However, it is said that Vincent van Gogh's "Self-Portrait with Bandages" was exhibited in a museum here, which is enough to qualify her for the international stage.

"Ming, are you angry?"

If Ye Mu gently raised her little head, she seemed very concerned that Kazami Mei would mind her behavior.

"It goes without saying that I would be angry with you."

Kazami Mei reached out and gently pinched the girl's smooth cheek, her tone carrying an undisguised teasing tone.

He really couldn't bring himself to be ruthless in front of Wakaba Mutsu, even when it was just a prank.

The little wooden girl, whose cheeks were being pinched, showed no emotion on her face. Even in the dimly lit room, her flushed cheeks were clearly visible. Instead of dodging the intimate act of pinching her cheeks, she took the initiative to sit on his lap.

Kazami Naru: ?

Why refuse food offered to you?

His soft, delicate body rubbed gently against her in his arms, and the girl's flushed, pretty face pressed lightly against his chest. After kissing her cherry lips that were breathing hot air, he kissed her.

The young girl in his arms seemed to instinctively respond, her youthful innocence brimming with an unimaginable passion.

The usually silent doll seemed to be wound up to its limit, and its more excited and passionate offensive began to encroach on the doll's body. Even though it was just a small and soft body, it tried to take the lead and go further. This made Kazami Mei, who had just realized what was happening, quietly reach out and attack the doll's wound-up end.

"嘤——"

The doll, which had suddenly raised its head, instantly collapsed powerlessly, only raising its dazed golden eyes to stare ahead. Facing the attack, it could only breathe heavily in small gasps, and even when its earlobe was gently bitten, it could only emit intoxicating low moans.

Having completely given up resistance, Wakaba Mutsumi simply slumped down, seemingly waiting for his next move.

But at that moment, a strange look flashed across Mr. Kazami's face, which he couldn't help but show.

He gently released his right hand from Ruo Yemu's waist, then lightly kissed her forehead, causing a hint of shyness and confusion to flash in Ruo Yemu's eyes, which seemed to shimmer with a faint light.

After a moment's hesitation, the girl then probed in a neutral tone—

"Ming, aren't you going to hug me now?"

Little Wooden Head, you really dare to speak your mind.

“…My dear Miss Mu, sometimes I really want to bully you until you break.”

He must have fought too many three-eyed monsters, how did he automatically activate the four-stage staff stance?

Kazami Mei took a deep breath, and realizing a crucial moment, he forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart.

He is now completely different from before. He has shown his economic strength and abilities to others, so the rationality and emotions that he used to have to forcefully hold on are now on the verge of breaking at any moment.

If the opportunity and timing are right, he will naturally not resist taking his relationship with Mu to the next level.

The problem is that he has just moved. Although the current "Kazemi House" has almost everything he needs, he is missing the crucial "defense measures" tools because he has been busy preparing furniture and daily necessities.

As someone responsible for Little Wooden Head, he naturally wouldn't dare to act rashly without this item.

"..."

As if sensing Kazami Mei's concerns, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.

Ming, as expected, still values ​​her highly.

The doll-like girl felt a mixture of shyness and joy at the thought. She gently pursed her thin, cherry-like lips, raised her eyes that shimmered with a faint light, and said slowly and deliberately, as if using all her strength—

"...I understand, but...actually, I don't really mind."

Kazami Mei was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then, finding it inexplicably amusing, he spoke up—

"I didn't expect you to be getting bolder and bolder, Xiao Mu?"

He dares to come up and eat now, but he doesn't even dare to think about what he'll dare to eat in the future.

He had only jokingly pinched her soft little face, but Ruoye Mu boldly launched a fierce attack on him. Compared to the 'Miss Ruoye' who never dared to utter her innermost thoughts before, she was now incredibly daring.

Ruoye Mu simply blushed and lowered her head, choosing not to utter any rebuttal.

Because she found that after gaining 'freedom,' she became increasingly prone to revealing her true inner thoughts.

"I'm going to the nearby convenience store to buy some things, and I'll be back before dinner."

Kazami Mei slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, then affectionately combed the light green strands of hair that the girl had accidentally bitten into her mouth.

Sleeping too long during a nap can make a person feel drowsy, and the drowsiness caused by the fragmented memories has made his thoughts somewhat chaotic. Kazami Naruto decided to go out for some fresh air and try to calm his restless mood.

In any case, preparations for the final 'simulation' must begin.

The simulations have now reached an astonishing several hundred times. Even if he were to physically smash through the simulation, he could break through it. The problem lies in how reality will affect the simulation, and he also wants to know what the results of this simulation will be.

This 'fragment of memory' gave Kazami Mei a strange premonition.

……

As he walked out of the convenience store, a gust of cold wind pierced his neck, sending a chill down his spine.

Kazami Mei glanced subconsciously at the white plastic bag in his hand. As if he had thought of some possibility, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Then, he quickened his pace with a stiff and solemn expression. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he had crossed the road and was more than ten meters away from the convenience store.

Bull Demon King, he didn't even dare to blink just now.

What if he suddenly found himself transported to another world the moment he closed his eyes, and an old man at an apple stand was asking him if he wanted to buy some apples? What would he do then? Did he really expect to die and return to the source?

Snapped!

Suddenly feeling someone pat her shoulder, Kazami Mei instinctively distanced herself from the person.

The person who had just been playing pranks on him was a tall, purple-haired older woman.