How can my simulation be a real love?

"..."

Miss Su Shi, her fingertips twirling in his palm, frowned slightly. She was now completely helpless, her little face looking rather bitter, clearly feeling conflicted.

If you choose to move forward, you will run into Xiangzi, who has the same idea.

Choosing to back out would be tantamount to handing over this opportunity.

"Well……"

With her face completely red, Toyokawa Shoko was like Takamatsu Akari possessed, unable to utter a single word for a long time. In fact, she had thought of other possibilities, but she was too shy to think about them for the time being.

Unlike the naive young lady Xiangzi, Nagasaki Motoyo, after hesitating for a long time, finally spoke up and proposed—

"...Since Ming has already said so, I will briefly explain my thoughts."

"Although it sounds a little selfish to say this, I believe all girlfriends should be treated equally, regardless of what happened before we were officially in a relationship... Naruto has already gone on dates with Aine and Akari alone, right?"

A look of realization flashed in Toyokawa Shoko's eyes, and she looked at Ms. Su Shi with an "I see" expression.

It wasn't just because they were once bound together as members of the 'community of shared destiny' CRYCHIC, or simply because they appreciated each other as rivals or friends; in any case, their thoughts reached a consensus at this moment.

Before Nagasaki Motoyo could finish explaining, Toyokawa, whose chin was resting on Kazami Naru's shoulder, chimed in, "Well... Motoyo and I should be able to go out alone with Naru, right?"

Kazami Mei's dark eyes widened in surprise, and the two girls naturally noticed his changing expression.

Both 'wives' have their husbands' every move etched into their hearts. The expressions on his face and his little gestures are deeply engraved in their minds.

The expression on his face clearly indicates that he has no intention of 'refusing'.

“What you said makes a lot of sense, and I have no objection.”

Just as they had expected, their 'husband' readily agreed to their request in no time, which made Su Shi and Xiang Zi's eyes light up, unable to hide their excitement.

No amount of tentative invitations or offensives is as valuable as a straightforward 'agreement'.

This means that no one will disturb them that day, allowing them to fully enjoy their own alone time.

"..."

Thinking of this, Nagasaki Motoyo couldn't help but glance in the direction of Toyokawa Shoko. Her slightly upturned eyelids seemed to be conveying some kind of information, which made Mr. Kazami, who was sandwiched between the two, blink in confusion.

No, when did they learn this skill?

A hint of helplessness flashed in Kazami Mei's eyes. It should be said that the relationship between girls changes really fast. Just a moment ago they were rivals who were at each other's throats and wanted to tear each other apart, but now they are exchanging glances.

But to be fair, is this 'team chat' shared?

How could he possibly understand it?

So, what should we do today?

Nagasaki Motoyo silently questioned him with her eyes.

Let's each take a step back for now. Although we won't get a chance to be alone... at least we both got the initiative, and now no one else will bother us.

Toyokawa Shoko gently shook her head, responding in the same way.

Right now, there are only the two of them as 'girlfriends' by Kazami Mei's side. No one else will compete for a third love. As long as they don't fight each other but choose to work together, then a win-win situation will be achieved!

Even if we can't take our relationship to the next level, kissing, hugging, and lifting each other up high shouldn't be a problem, right?

Just as Kazami Mei was about to retort to the two of them, the previously expressionless Ms. Suze immediately broke into a warm smile, and slowly spoke in a tone as sweet as honey and sugar yet sharp as ever—

"Ming, do you have time later?"

"...If I had to say, I do have some time."

The band's work has decreased a lot recently, and the paintings that were originally intended for Miss Lan to use in the art exhibition have also been completed. It is precisely because he has been freed from his busy work that he has the time to come to the store today.

"How about the three of us go out for dinner together after I get off work?"

"I happen to have a lot to talk about with Su Shi, and Ming should be with us, right?"

I don't believe it; it must be another trap.

Kazami Mei now deeply suspects that the young lady Toyokawa in front of her is not the innocent and cute Xiaobai Xiang at all. She understands that Kazami Mei wants to help everyone eliminate misunderstandings and resentments, not to make former friends close again, but at least to return to a state where they can coexist harmoniously.

Knowing this, she actually turned around and blackmailed him?

Kazami Mei finally sighed softly, responding with a mix of amusement and exasperation—

"In that case, let's go to the shop where you two had that argument last time."

"Let's not bring that up again!"

Xiao Baixiang, his face flushed, quickly reached out and covered her mouth. The blush gradually spread from her cheeks to her ears. Only when she felt a dampness in her palm did she shyly withdraw her hand, but she was still anxiously sitting there restlessly.

The things that happened before were indeed her fault; let the dark history remain in the annals of history!

Chapter 142 Who Tastes Better? [3k]

The store where they had their last argument was still fresh in the minds of all three of them.

"Your dishes are all served."

The waitress with braided hair, dressed in her uniform, placed the dishes on the table expressionlessly. She glanced at Kazami Naruto and the two girls as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, then turned and left with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

The waitress's expression changed from initial bewilderment to astonishment, then slowly to worry and panic, and finally changed again over time, turning into the stagnant calm and helplessness she has now.

In just a few short months, Kazami Mei saw all sorts of expressions on her face. Even the head chef must have gotten used to it by now.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The shy young lady, Toyokawa, simply thanked the other person politely, but the subtle look in his eyes made her blush, and the tension and shyness hidden deep inside made her heart beat faster and faster.

In fact, she had been to this store many times since 'that time', but every time she came alone, the other person would show a strange expression. Now that she thinks back, she knows why.

Noticing this, the blue-haired girl raised her eyelids, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment as she looked at Kazami Naruto.

Honestly, I've barely come here with her more than a few times...

"It seems there are quite a few 'misunderstandings' about us," Miss Su Shi said with a forced smile, her dull blue eyes narrowing as she spoke sweetly, her words carefully chosen and enunciated.

Strictly speaking, Kazami Mei only came here once with Ms. Suze. That time could not even be considered as being alone together. Rather, it was because of Ms. Shoko that it left an indelible dark history in the memories of both of them.

"Ahem, anyway, let's start eating!"

Kazami Mei understood what they meant, and could only cough lightly twice to ease the awkwardness.

At this point, just play dead; that's what public relations advice always says.

Fortunately, the gentle and virtuous Miss Su Shi maintained the virtues of the best wife. She only made a few complaints to express her dissatisfaction, then pursed her cherry lips, blew on the fried squid tentacles in her chopsticks, and fed them to Kazami Ming.

After he took a bite of the squid tentacles from the chopsticks, Nagasaki Motoyo skillfully took out a clean white handkerchief and gently wiped away the crumbs from the corner of his mouth. This smooth and effortless action left Toyokawa Shoko stunned.

"...!"

Nagasaki Motoyo naturally noticed Mr. Daisho's gaze, and a faint smugness gradually appeared on her lips.

see it?

The differences between the wives are already quite obvious.

"Ming, try mine too!"

Toyokawa Shoko was naturally not going to stand by and watch herself be outdone. She quickly picked up the expensive tuna sushi with her gloved hands, caught any crumbs that might fall, and presented it to him with elegant and efficient movements.

There was a booth for four people, but three of them still squeezed into a row, with the two girlfriends, each vying for attention, refusing to back down.

She'll feed anyone who dares to use chopsticks, and she'll feed them with her hands; if they dare to feed her directly with their hands, she'll feed them with her mouth.

If it were just a simple feeding game, it wouldn't be so bad; Kazami would just need to finish eating to solve the problem. But halfway through feeding, Ms. Suze, who was smiling, suddenly spoke up—

"Ming, between me and Xiangzi, whose 'flavor' is better?"

Is it even appropriate to ask such a question?!

This is the most purely suicide question; only a genius could answer it.

Caught in the middle, Mr. Kazami had a fine layer of sweat on his forehead. He understood, of course, that Ms. Sose was not talking about the 'taste' of the food at all, but was implying something else.

Since he hasn't actually 'tasted' it yet, it's clearly referring to kissing.

The young lady, who was originally as soft as a lamb in front of him, couldn't help but start to care. She raised her sharp, beautiful eyes to look at his profile, and her pursed lips seemed to contain a hint of anticipation and nervousness.

"I'm having a hard time figuring it out. Maybe... I'll be able to tell after a while?"

Kazami Mei cautiously looked at his girlfriends on either side of him. He was usually so confident and smug, and he could solve any problem with a smile. But now he actually had such an embarrassed expression.

Yes, it's kind of cute.

She had never seen her husband show such a contrasting expression before, which made Nagasaki Motoyo's heart flutter. She blushed and took a deep breath, glancing at Toyokawa Shoko not far away with a hint of resentment.

If Xiao Xiang hadn't been watching from the side, she probably would have already lost control and kissed him.

Toyokawa Shoko naturally shared the same thoughts. They both knew that their conflict had gone too far, leaving their poor husband caught in the middle and in a difficult position.

"Well, let's talk about it again in a while then?"

"makes sense……"

The two girlfriends stopped fighting at the same time, but they could not hide the excitement that was gradually being aroused in their hearts. They began to look forward to the time they would spend alone with Kazami Mei, and their minds involuntarily imagined some embarrassing scenes.

Their cheeks flushed red as they fell silent, a certain thought flashing through their minds simultaneously—

It's already turned out like this...

What should I do on the day of my date?

……

time flies.

Several days have passed since Ms. Lan, the agent of the artist 'Youxiang', flew to the exhibition venue. The two large-scale international art exhibitions that were originally scheduled to open soon have arrived as scheduled during this period.

The agent made an international call to inform Kazami Naruto of the specific situation: the two works he had submitted to the London International Art Fair and the Paris International Art Salon Exhibition had miraculously won the top gold medals at both exhibitions recently.

"That's how it is. Anyway, congratulations in advance."

The agent's cool yet elegant voice came from the other end of the phone. Even though she tried her best to suppress her excitement, the slightly rising tone at the end of the call still gave her away completely.

Kazami Mei wasn't particularly surprised to hear the news. He immediately expressed his gratitude, saying, "I need to thank you more, Miss Lan. This work has been really troublesome these past few days."

"This is all within my job scope, please don't mind it—"

"However, you don't seem too happy about this, Ms. Yuxiang? Both of these art exhibitions are top-notch art exhibitions in both countries. Those who are qualified to participate are all masters who have won one or two gold medals. Yet you have impressed everyone present."

Miss Lan, who usually speaks calmly, had a slightly subtle tone. She seemed to really want to tell Kazami about the high quality of these two art exhibitions and to make Kazami understand just how strong he was as a painter.

Kazami Mei was quite interesting to her, as if winning awards in two countries at the same time had nothing to do with him.

Unfortunately, Kazami Mei, the person behind 'Yuuka', was not present in London and Paris. He was unaware of the debates and discussions that took place between the judges and the audience; he only knew that the work had won the top prize.

"Miss Lan, please don't mind. I'm just a little surprised and don't know how to express it."

"...Then let's assume that's indeed the case?"

The manager on the other end of the phone made a strange comment, and even through the screen, Kazami could almost see her speechless expression. He really didn't know how to react.

You can't pretend to be happy while reading, can you?

Kazami Mei is quite bad at acting, and if the manager on the other side notices, the situation will be much more awkward than it is now.

"As I predicted, your 'Cinderella' won first prize, and its market value has now reached hundreds of thousands of dollars. After all, you are just a newcomer, yet you have already won gold medals at three art exhibitions in a row, two of which are even large-scale international art exhibitions—"

"It can be said that you have now completely stood on the international top stage, and basically no one will dare to question your strength anymore."

"Your eligibility to participate in next year's Fantasy Exhibition should be secured, but to be more certain and to solidify your position... I'm planning to arrange other upcoming international art exhibitions for you."

Seeing that the emotionally charged agent was starting to talk incessantly, Kazami Akira, realizing what was happening, immediately said, "Ms. Ran, please wait a moment. I'm afraid I won't have time to prepare for any other art exhibitions in the near future."

Perhaps because his tone was more dramatic than when he first heard the news of the award, the agent, who was about to say something, fell silent for a few seconds, and the air seemed to freeze.

Are you very busy lately?

"I am indeed 'a bit' busy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to spare much time."

How can I not be busy?

Kazami Narumi raised an eyebrow as he thought about his recent schedule. Of course, being too busy was only one aspect of it. In theory, it wouldn't be a problem for him to find time to prepare new works for the exhibition.

After all, he was able to complete two books in the same period of time, so there's no reason why he couldn't take some time to participate in a new art exhibition.

However, even his spot for "new work" has recently been taken.

Thinking of this, Kazami Mei slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and replied in a calm and serious tone: "Actually, I'm currently preparing a new work. I attach great importance to this painting... I plan to put all my creative inspiration into it, so I don't have the extra energy to conceive other works."