How can my simulation be a real love?

"I will hold on tight!"

However, she did not choose to take his hand.

Knowing full well that she was only a 'friend' at the moment, Ms. Hatsuka did not want to annoy him with her 'overstepping' behavior, so even though it was very difficult for her to move, she simply grabbed Kazami's sleeve with her slender fingers.

The constant flow of people around her nearly caused the girl to lose her balance.

However, Mitsuba Hatsuka doesn't find it hard.

Even though she couldn't yet hold hands with the black-haired boy she adored, Mikasa was still content with their small interaction; even just holding his sleeve brought her genuine joy.

If only things could stay like this forever—

"Well?!"

A girl with short, bright golden hair and dressed in a bright red ribbon slipped past. Her petite figure accidentally bumped into Sanjiao Chuhua's arm. The girl, who had been holding onto his sleeve tightly, suddenly lost her grip, and the connection between them slipped out of his hand like an eel.

Sanjiao Chuhua suddenly widened her dark purple eyes and stared blankly at her hand that she had accidentally let go of.

"Naraka... Naruto-kun!"

The girl's panicked voice rang out in the noisy crowd, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, failing to cause the slightest ripple.

If they were separated in a place like this, who knows when they would be able to reunite.

"...Woo!"

Misaka Hatsuka desperately tried to move forward to get closer to Kazami Mei, but her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of the crowd. No matter how hard she tried, she could not get any closer. Even after she had used up all her strength, she still could not shorten the distance between them.

In this crowd that was packed from all sides, no matter how hard Mikasa tried to reach out and grab it again, it was all in vain.

She could only watch helplessly as the hand receded into the distance.

Can't get close.

No matter what, her hand could not touch his fingertips, and she could never intersect with his fate. No matter how hard she tried, she could never get close to him, as if there was an invisible and intangible barrier between them.

For Mitsuka, perhaps it was an inevitable ending—

"..."

Sanjiao Chuhua stared blankly ahead, her eyes dim, and in the blink of an eye, she could no longer make out the black figure.

A strong sense of frustration and indescribable inferiority gradually welled up in her heart. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything. A helpless and bitter smile gradually appeared on the girl's face.

Is it still like this?

Even though Takamatsu Akari and Wakaba Mutsu helped her secure a chance to be alone with Akira, it was because of her own actions that the matter was exposed again in an irreparable way. It's more like she brought it on herself.

after all--

She fell in love with someone she shouldn't have, and did things she shouldn't have done.

"Didn't I tell you to hold on tight to me?"

A familiar and warm voice reached the blonde girl's ears. As the rain began to fall, Misaka Hatsuka looked up and suddenly felt a warmth on her hand. She saw a boy with long, black hair staring at her calmly and intently, who had somehow firmly grasped her hand.

Their hands were clasped tightly together at that moment.

“…Ming-kun?”

Misaka looked incredulously at Kazami Mei, who had squeezed through the crowd from a distance. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch, but Kazami Mei had somehow managed to get to her side from so many people.

The suppressed and turbid heart gradually turned a few shades of bright red, and the dull and almost stagnant heartbeat gradually became strong and anxious. The girl just stared blankly at her right hand, which was being held tightly, and the intense warmth was passing through her palm into her spinal cord.

Kazami Mei quickly exerted her strength and pulled the girl out of the crowd.

He quickly closed the distance between them, and the girl, whose shoulders were firmly held, slowly raised her head. Her beautiful eyes, as alluring and intoxicating as lavender, sparkled like stars.

"We'd better hold on tight now, or we almost got swept away."

Kazami Mei breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the delicate yet cool touch in his hand. Fortunately, he had experienced several such unexpected events before the "Summer Festival" live performance, and now he had enough experience to deal with them.

A hero doesn't desert in the face of battle, nor does he fail twice in the same place!

“…I, I understand.”

The girl being embraced had a blank mind. Wearing a baseball cap, she lowered her head, making it impossible to see her face. However, Kazami Naru, who was closest to her, could see faint patches of crimson in the girl's silky blonde hair.

She was no longer able to think.

The moment her shoulders were grabbed, Misaka Chuka lost all ability to think. The unique floral scent emanating from him kept entering her nostrils, and the girl simply pressed her forehead gently against her chest with a slightly dazed look in her eyes.

"..."

Kazami Naruto gazed at the blonde girl in his arms with a subtle look in his eyes. Even though her face was completely covered, he could still see her expression. Her fair and beautiful face was gradually filled with a sense of happiness and gentleness, as if she were nestled in a warm bed under the winter morning sun.

He could almost see an invisible, fluffy tail swaying behind the girl, 'whooshing'.

As an idol, Ms. Chu Hua always pays attention to her appearance and has a faint camellia scent. Occasionally, you can smell the shampoo scent on her long golden hair. Her carefully maintained fair face is so smooth that it seems you could easily squeeze water out of it.

This Sumimi member, who is seen as 'handsome' and 'mature' by others, was blushing and quietly nestled in his arms, occasionally brushing his chin with strands of hair from his bangs.

She was so adorable that he didn't know how to praise her properly.

"The reason there are so many people gathered here is probably because of the sedan chair procession. Anyway, let's walk along the outer edge first?"

Kazami Mei simply shook his head slightly and regained his attention. He reached out and firmly grasped Misaki Hatsuka's right hand, moving towards the outer edge, afraid that she might accidentally get lost again. Her originally cold little hand was rapidly turning hot.

Even after the two left the center of the crowd, they still held hands.

"This should be about right, right?"

"...I'm so sorry! It's all because I was too careless that Ming had to go through so much trouble."

The blonde girl, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, apologized to Kazami Mei with a look of deep regret. She was still somewhat dazed by the warmth and unique fragrance of his hand, and she was unsure whether to let go or continue holding his.

Since it was Ming who took the initiative to hold her hand, it doesn't count as her taking the initiative to be annoying.

Now that they've already left the crowd that could easily separate them, if she continues to hold his hand without realizing it, won't that give Mingjun a bad impression?

The girl, her heart filled with conflicting emotions and extreme reluctance, trembled slightly at the fingertips. After a moment's hesitation, she asked softly in a tentative tone, "That was really close! Luckily, we're far away from the crowd now..."

Once we've left the crowd, there's no need to continue holding hands, right?

Throughout, Misaka Hatsuka wanted to consider Kazami Mei's feelings more. She was afraid that her every move, even an unintentional word, would cause Kazami Mei to have negative emotions.

Even though she was reluctant to part with it, she understood the importance of knowing when to stop.

Misaka Hatsuka is a greedy girl, but she can endure anything for the person she likes.

"..."

Kazami Mei gazed meaningfully at the girl's anxious face, and said with a hint of amusement, "It seems that this place is indeed safe now, and there is no need to hold on so tightly anymore."

"That's true."

A hint of fear flashed in Sanjiao Chuhua's eyes, and she subconsciously tried to gently pull her small hand away.

But the moment their hands were clasped together, the girl felt a familiar warmth return to her palm. Before she could react, Mitsumaki looked at her hand, which was being held again, her expression both nervous and incredibly cute.

"That... um... Naruto-kun?"

Kazami Mei smiled inwardly, then spoke up confidently—

"There's really no need to hold each other so tightly anymore, but you could hold each other lightly for now. Otherwise, if the crowd gathers again later, it might be too late. Being closer will also prevent your hat or sunglasses from being knocked off."

"What does Miss A think?"

That sounds a bit extreme, but he really doesn't intend to let go just like that.

"...That makes sense! It's better to catch them in advance."

Overjoyed, Chu Hua felt a sweet sensation and, completely at ease, began to relax her muscles and hold his hand. The occasional touch of their shoulders and the distance between them made her eyes gradually become hazy.

Has she gotten closer to Ming?

She thought that as 'Chu Hua', she would never be able to take another step forward, but this sudden surprise made her nervous and uneasy. She was afraid that she would not be able to control the distance between the two of them and make Ming feel uncomfortable.

The hand that was destined to be unreachable was now firmly held in her grasp.

This is definitely a huge step forward for the love triangle between Chu Hua and her boyfriend!

If I were to naturally confess my feelings to Ming and start dating him, and then spend this unforgettable night as his lover, I would immediately win the lottery and have to quit the idol industry.

What should I do? I'm going to be a mother!

Misaki Hatsuka had no experience as a 'mother', but she had heard Hanasaki Kawa's classmates talk about this kind of thing. They said that prenatal education should be done when the baby is still in the womb, so maybe she should let Naruto play the piano?

Oh! What should I name my baby after he/she is born?

However, she needs to change her surname to 'Kazami' first, and then she should be called 'Kazami Hatsuka'. Should she start her bride training beforehand? She's not very good at things like laundry and housework...

I've got it! I'll ask Xiaomu when the time comes and work on it with her!

However, I am slightly better at tailoring. Should I prepare baby clothes for the child in advance? But children grow very quickly, so I need to make several different sizes myself!

"..."

Kazami Mei was unsure what Misaka was thinking at that moment. From the very beginning, he had clearly felt the girl's body temperature rising like a fever. When she nestled in his arms, Misaka was as hot as a small furnace.

Chu Hua, held in his arms, had an unusually high body temperature, which seemed to indicate the fiery passion in her blood.

Kazami Mei gradually put the strange thoughts in his mind aside for the time being. He gently pulled the girl's soft, boneless hand and whispered, "After getting away from the crowds, the festival and temple fair in this shopping street looks much more spacious."

"There's still some time before the 'Evening Primrose' program, so why don't we take this opportunity to go to the festival together? After all, Hatsuka couldn't attend the last 'Summer Festival' because of work, right?"

Even after Kazami Naruto finished asking his question, the blonde girl walking beside him still kept her head down, seemingly completely immersed in her own world.

"Chuhua?"

"Eh? Sorry, I was just a little distracted!"

The blonde girl frantically waved her small hands. In her panic, Miss Chuhua seemed to unintentionally unleash the [Battle Skill God Sandstorm], her hands moving so fast that they seemed to leave afterimages.

What is she thinking? Isn't she thinking way too far ahead?

The girl before him gradually pursed her delicate lips, her fair face, as beautiful as a poem or painting, still retaining a few intoxicating blushes. Her romantic and serene eyes, as beautiful as butterflies, blinked gently, and her long, dark eyelashes trembled slightly.

Upon seeing the girl's appearance, Mr. Kazami raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips as he teased her—

"Are you thinking about me?"

The black-haired boy's smile was always captivating, and the girl, who had barely managed to calm down, blushed again at a visible speed. Her shy eyes darted away slightly, and she stammered, not knowing how to speak.

"This... well, what I was actually saying just now was..."

Seeing that Misaka Hatsuka seemed unsure how to respond, Kazami Mei chuckled and said, "It's nothing. I was just asking my friend, Miss A, if she wanted to stroll around the temple fair together?"

"I'd love to!"

Why am I falling for her again? It seems like it was all her who was falling for her today.

The person who should be 'conquered' is Kazami Mei right in front of her, so why does Misaki Hatsuka have the illusion that he is constantly breaching her inner defenses, leaving her completely passive and utterly disoriented?

No, she has to stay calm!

Having made up her mind, the girl gently grasped the boy's hand. She knew that her 'confession' today was her last resort, and she had to make Ming fall for her no matter what!

……

“Naruto, you should be at the Evening Primrose in Ikebukuro right now.”

After repeated questioning, she finally learned the location of Kazami Mei from Wakaba Mutsumi.

The blue-haired girl with disheveled hair quickened her pace as she walked forward. Her anxiety urged her to move faster, but the more flustered she became, the more unbearable her red and swollen eyes became.

The mist in her eyes seemed about to overflow at any moment, and she tried desperately to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes by sobbing softly. The intense feelings of grievance and frustration were gradually robbing her of her courage.

Toyokawa Shoko is still finding it hard to accept the fact that Kazami Mei is already engaged to Wakaba Mutsu.

Even though she hadn't even had a chance to start doing anything, all the efforts she had prepared for him and the emotions that had crystallized in her heart were now scattered into fragments.

"What...what was I doing before?"

Look around you, haven't you managed to protect nothing?

She was already swaying as she walked, as if she would lose her balance and fall heavily to the ground at any moment, but Toyokawa Shoko gritted her teeth and clenched her slender fingers into small fists to force herself to stand up.

What's propelling Toyokawa Shoko forward now is simply meeting Kazami Mei.

Even if they met, she wouldn't know what to say. She might ask why he kept Mu's affairs from her, or she might question him about his so-called 'harem,' or she might simply want to know his feelings for her.

In short, I want to see him.

I really want to see him.

"..."