How can my simulation be a real love?

Kazami Mei couldn't help but cover her forehead with her hand, then quickly gestured for her to answer the phone.

"Hello? Sis... Sister?"

[Hongxia, where have you gone?! I just went out for a bit and you're still not back at this hour. I haven't answered any of my messages. Do you know how worried I am?]

Ijichi Hoshika's dissatisfied words penetrated the microphone and instantly echoed in the empty room.

This made Kazami Mei feel as if she could see the 29-year-old single woman on the other side of the screen, who was now scolding her fiercely, as if she would shout "possessed by evil spirits" at any moment.

As Ichi Nijika held the phone, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"sorry!!!"

She was taking a shower when I sent the message!

With tears welling up in her eyes, Miss Nijika kept apologizing to Miss Hoshika across from her. Fortunately, Hoshika was a sister-complex who wasn't straightforward, and after Nijika's soft, tearful apology, she finally managed to calm down.

So, where are you now? I'm really going to get angry if you come back any later.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Ichiji Nijika's face. She looked at Kazami Mei and then back at her phone screen, seemingly seeking his opinion, but in the end, she only received a somewhat amused expression from him.

The girl hesitated for several seconds before nervously speaking—

"Actually, I'm at Ming's house... tonight, I shouldn't be going home to sleep."

The world's air fell silent for a moment.

"elder sister?"

[You should have told me this sooner! Damn it... that wretched brat Kazami, I'm definitely going to beat him up next time I see him!]

Hey, I heard everything clearly from the side.

Kazami rolled his eyes and wisely kept quiet. Nijika, who was beside him, seemed to have gradually relaxed because Hoshika had calmed down. Her cute face was really interesting, which made him want to play a prank.

"Anyway, don't worry, sister~ I'll be there tomorrow morning... um!"

The blonde girl's cheeks flushed, and she could only whisper a coquettish complaint to the man beside her.

At a time like this, you're still playing pranks. What if your older sister hears you later?

Miss Nijika, blushing and too shy to speak, was truly adorable, making Kazami Naru want to play further pranks on her. Perhaps because of the two-second silence on this side, Iji Tomoka on the other side awakened her spider sense.

[Nijika, is that brat Kazami next to you?]

Let him answer the phone!

Wait, could they have installed a camera in my house?

Kazami Mei stiffly took the phone from Nijika, who was trying not to laugh, and said calmly with a serious expression, "Hello? What do you want, sister? Just so you know, I'm not going home to sleep tonight."

Who is your sister?!

Hearing Hoshika's exasperated voice, Kazami Mei, filled with pleasure, raised her eyebrows and continued unhurriedly, "So, what is it that you're in such a hurry to see me about, Hoshika-nee?"

How dare you ask me what I need?

"If it's about Hongxia, please rest assured, I will raise her until she's plump and healthy before sending her back!"

"Who wants to be raised to be chubby and fair-skinned?!"

The embarrassed and indignant Miss Hongxia kept punching his shoulder with her little fists. Seeing Feng Jianming winking at her with a smug expression, and his completely unconcerned look about her 'offensive', made her even angrier.

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone the gentle Miss Hongxia.

"In short, please let go..."

Kazami Mei's heart skipped a beat, and he could no longer maintain his composure.

He really didn't expect that Hongxia would bite when she was desperate.

[I just can't do anything with you, anyway... I'm leaving Hongxia in your care.]

"Yes, I understand."

[Why are you suddenly being so respectful, kid? It's making me a little uncomfortable... Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. If you dare to bully Hongxia and make her unhappy, watch out, I'll make sure you don't get a good juice!]

The phone, held in his hands, kept emitting busy tones, which made Mr. Kazami, who was enveloped in warmth, sweat a little. For the first time, he realized that when Ms. Nijika was silent, she possessed a fighting power far exceeding that of the other three members of the End Band.

rustling...

Noticing that Kazami Mei had hung up on Ijichi Seika's call, Ijichi Nijika, with a hint of shyness on her face, gently lifted her ear hair. Beneath her dazzling golden hair, which was as bright as the sun, lay her fair and beautiful ear tips, which were now unconsciously tinged with a peach-red hue.

Despite not being a guitarist or lead vocalist, Ichiji Nijika still needs to work on her singing skills. This reminded her of the last "training" concert, where Kita Ikuyo, as the lead vocalist, displayed such amazing singing skills that even Yamada Ryo had to admit defeat.

I really don't know how many times she practiced in private.

Ichi Nijika was merely copying what she learned; she was far inferior to Kita Ikuyo.

"I... I'm going to get a quick drink of water."

Having just explained things to Ichika Hoshika, she had talked quite a bit, which made her throat a little dry. So she pursed her small lips, her tender neck flushed with a beautiful blush, and with just a slight movement, she swallowed something.

Seemingly noticing Kazami's gaze, her face flushed red and her eyes were full of shyness.

"I... I'll just go to the restroom for a moment?"

"impossible."

If Kazami Mei were a flying Alatreon, he would have already been severely damaged by the Azure Star Ijichi in front of him. Fortunately, he activated Wind Forest Moon Shadow, which prevented his flesh from softening. Even a legendary katana user would have been overwhelmed by the dragon.

"Huh? Wait...wait a minute!"

The girl was easily lifted up and then 'hardened' onto the soft bed.

Chapter 147 What name should we give this painting? [3k]

"Um……"

A soft, sweet whimper, like that of a kitten, drifted over. The girl's eyelashes cast delicate shadows under her eyelids, like butterfly wings dampened by spring mist. Gentle sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains and shone on her pretty face.

Ichi Nijika slowly opened her sleepy eyes. The soft blanket slipped off her fair shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone, which looked like a work of art. The warmth of the sun shone on her skin, making her gradually realize that it was already dawn.

Eh?

I don't know when I fell asleep...

Ichi Nijika couldn't help but reach up and touch her burning cheeks. Just recalling the scene of the ensemble performance in her memory made her heart pound. Last night's memory was a bit too intense. After that, she had unknowingly lost consciousness...

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Familiar and gentle words reached her ears, forcibly drawing her gaze.

The moment she looked up, she saw a wooden oil paintbrush. The paint on the tip seemed to cut through the light, casting star-like facets in front of her. A boy with black hair tied in a low ponytail looked ahead, a warm smile on his handsome face.

Ichi Nijika was momentarily stunned, but soon her eyes widened in surprise.

"Ming?! You...you got up so early this morning to draw?"

"No, no, I usually have a hard time waking up once I fall asleep."

Kazami Mei raised an eyebrow and waved his hand casually. Before Miss Nijika could even breathe a sigh of relief, he proudly raised his head and continued, "So I didn't sleep at all and spent the whole night admiring Nijika's sleeping face."

"No, you're not asleep?!"

Surprised, Ichiji Nijika immediately got up. Her slender body shone with a snowy white glow under the sunlight. Realizing what had happened, she blushed and shrank back, only revealing her cute little head.

"This is practically staying up all night! No, no, this is very harmful to your health!"

"Don't worry, thanks to Miss Hongxia, I'm in good spirits."

Kazami Mei's teasing words made her blush. Just as she was about to worry about his health, the black-haired boy sitting not far away slowly raised his paintbrush and winked at her like a show-off child.

"But thanks to yesterday's efforts, I was able to finish this."

finished?

Ichi Nijika looked at the pine wood drawing board in front of Kazami Mei, and her eyes widened as if she understood something.

"Is that painting finished?"

A strong sense of curiosity and anticipation gradually welled up in the girl's heart. Miss Hongxia, who was huddled in the quilt, blushed slightly and hesitated for a moment before picking up the large, pure white men's shirt from the wall and putting it on her petite body, which looked like a winter coat.

A glint of light flashed in the girl's eyes as she spoke, her voice tinged with nervousness—

"May I take a look at it?"

"Of course~ This was originally a portrait of you, Hongxia. To me, you are the true owner of this painting. I'm just looking at it... Isn't that only natural?"

Kazami Mei couldn't help but frown slightly, then gently placed the paintbrush, which was stained with indigo paint, on the pine easel. He gently reached out and put his arm around the girl's supple waist so that she could see the whole picture more clearly.

The moment it came into view, the girl stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

A dazzling sea of ​​stars, like an idyllic paradise, spreads across the canvas; the golden ponytail seems to tread on stardust; the lifelike crimson eyes resemble phoenix wings; even that exquisite smile is frozen into eternity with the most delicate brushstrokes—

"..."

Ijichi Nikka doesn't understand the world of art, but as an 'ordinary person,' she can still appreciate the power of this painting.

The beauty of 'Ichi Niji Natsu' in the painting is beyond her imagination. Even every strand of her dazzling golden hair is meticulously sculpted, as if she herself stood under that vast starry sky and personally experienced the breathtaking beauty of this world.

"so beautiful……"

She could only mutter to herself, unable to utter a word other than 'shock'.

Kazami Mei simply chuckled and slowly shook his head. He raised his long, slender index finger, dipped it in oil paint that blended gold and azure, and lightly touched the girl's cheek, adding a touch of playfulness to her beautiful face.

"No painting can compare to the beauty of the real person."

"No, no! This painting is really beautiful... but I don't know how to describe it, it's just amazing... so amazing that I just lost consciousness, it's just..."

The girl, still in a panic, kept talking, but Kazami Mei just smiled contentedly.

How does his last painting in the simulation, "Summer," compare to this brand-new painting before him? Kazami Mei didn't intend to compare the two paintings, because they both represent deep love and emotions, existing independently in this world.

"In short, this painting is now complete."

"Now, as the 'owner' of this painting, please, the great Miss Hongxia, name it?"

The sudden 'burden' shocked Ichiji Nijika, her eyes widening in disbelief. She trembled as if she'd heard something unbelievable, and could only stammer out—

"Should I name it?!"

"No, no! I'm simply not at that level..."

"This painting is a portrait of you, so it's only natural that you should name it yourself, right?"

Kazami Mei looked at the girl beside him with a half-smile, seemingly determined to hand over the naming rights to her. This left Miss Nijika, who knew his personality well, with no choice but to swallow nervously and look at the painting with the most serious and earnest gaze she had ever had.

What should we name this painting?

When this question appeared in her mind, Ichiji Nijika involuntarily stopped thinking. The moment she saw the painting, she could only feel its ultimate beauty and boundless shock, and she couldn't even utter a single word.

"..."

After a moment of contemplation, the girl let out a long sigh.

"After thinking about it for a long time, I really couldn't come up with a name for this painting..."

Ichi Nijika wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid of accidentally getting it dirty. She could only put her two clean little hands behind her back again, and a gentle smile bloomed on her gentle and beautiful angelic face. Then she turned her head playfully to look at the black-haired boy beside her.

"I've decided, I won't name this painting!"

Not naming it?

"...[Nameless]?"

Kazami Mei nodded thoughtfully, then gave a faint smile.

This painting was made for the girl in front of me, so it's only natural that she should make the decision. Of course, Kazami Mei wouldn't have any objections to this, but she just felt a bit more mischievous.

"I'm a little tired now after working all night... Miss Hongxia, aren't you going to give me a reward?"

"Eh--"

Wu, held in his arms, blushed instantly. She gently furrowed her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, revealing a gentle smile that said, "I really can't do anything with you." Then, she slowly pursed her cherry-colored lips and leaned towards him.

Click.

Just then, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and Hachiman Kairin, with her long, black hair, stood expressionless in the doorway. Her beautiful face seemed a little tired, and there were faint dark circles under her eyes.

Upon seeing the scene before her, a subtle glint flashed in her eyes.

"Is it not over yet? Then I'll come back later."

"Wait, wait! Hailin-chan, you've misunderstood..."