My love simulation with them

"Uh...Is it really okay?"

Different from the calmness in Nanxiang, Nakahara Mizuki looked at Bess in front of him and opened his mouth.

A bass worth more than 400,000 yen is just mortgaged here...is there really no problem?

"It's nothing."

Yamada Ryo, who was held under his arm by Nango, had a very strange brain circuit.

It was the first time I had such contact with a man, and I thought this posture was quite interesting, so I didn’t struggle, and spoke in a calm tone with a hint of showoff: "I have a better bass at home -"

"Yeah?"

Although he didn’t know why Yamada Ryo suddenly started showing off his collection of basses, Nakahara Mizuki hesitated for a while and nodded:

"Then I will keep it for the time being."

"okay."

Under the gazes of Nanxiang Shi and Nakahara Mizuki, Yamada Ryo nodded, and then spoke nonchalantly:

"In that case, give me another cup of coffee and another sirloin steak."

Then she turned back: "Shi, what do you want to eat?"

"Why?"

Nakahara Ruixi opened his mouth.

"'Hey' what's 'Hey'? More than 400,000 yen of bass has been mortgaged here, so it's normal for me to order more dishes, right? Or is your service attitude towards guests just like this - when, Don't hit me, it hurts."

Before Ryo Yamada, who spoke in a matter-of-fact manner, could finish his words, he couldn't help but touched his head where Nangoshi had hit him, and said to Nangoshi expressionlessly.

I have to say that ‘Beautiful Girl’ is really a magical creature.

You must know that no matter who it is, the action of reaching out and touching your head will make you feel stupid.

But Miss Yamada stretched out her white palm to touch her little head, but she only gave Nanxiang a look of expressionless 'cuteness'.

"Are you still hungry?"

Although my heart was moved for a moment, I watched the woman with short blue hair turn her head and look at Nakahara Mizuki with bright eyes.

Nanxiang Shi patted her head angrily, stopped her desire to continue speaking, and asked.

"Hungry."

Yamada Ryo first lowered his head and touched his stomach. After a "gurgling" sound came out, he nodded his head expressionlessly.

I don't know why, but I don't feel particularly disgusted with Nanxiang Shi's action of patting his head affectionately.

It felt as if the young man in front of me and myself had been together for a long time, and they were so familiar with each other that there was no need to say anything more.

"...Come to my house after this matter is settled. I'll make something for you to eat. You didn't get the hamburger meat from last time, right?"

Miss Yamada was as honest as ever, and Nanxiang didn't continue to embarrass her. She thought for a while and spoke.

Although I don’t want to be too close to Ms. Yamada like in the simulation, it’s not good to be too distant.

As a friend, cooking her a meal at home is not a big problem.

"Then let's do this for now, Miss Nakahara."

Nanxiang Shi also continued to pay attention to Miss Yamada, raised his head and continued: "If Miss Yamada doesn't come to pick up your bass within three days, you can just pawn it."

"...good."

Nakahara Mizuki nodded subconsciously, and then watched Nanxiang leave with Yamada Ryo.

The two walked out of the coffee shop, but the sound still came in.

"Let's go, Miss Yamada."

Nanxiang felt a little headache.

"Liang, you told me to call me Liang."

This was Ryo Yamada's calm, emphasized voice.

"..." Nakahara Mizuki.

"What on earth is this and what is going on...?"

This development was so rapid that Nakahara Mizuki couldn't help but rub his temples, and at the same time glanced sideways at the piano bag placed on the bar.

She began to digest the information just now.

Whether it was his own situation or Nishiki Chishu's condition, Nanxiang Shi almost guessed it directly.

If you say that you are usually hungover and like to watch teen romance dramas, it is easy to find out through investigation.

Then Nishiki Chishu's heart condition...that's not something that can be easily investigated.

You must know that all the doctors in the hospital have signed confidentiality agreements regarding Nishiki Chishu's condition, and it is impossible to disclose it to outsiders.

"That is to say...that Nanxiang Shi, maybe he really has some ability..."

Nakahara Ruixi thought this way and gradually gained some confidence in his heart.

Sure enough... I still need to seek his help.

After all, if nothing is done, it is impossible for Nishiki Chishu's serious condition to improve if it continues like this.

Simply do nothing and try to believe the other person.

It was also when Nakahara Mizuki was thinking like this.

The welcome bell of 'Riko Rico' suddenly rang.

At the same time was the energetic and happy smiling face of Nishiki Chisuke and the serious-looking black-haired Takina Inoue beside her.

"Hoho—Riko Rico's cutest waiter, Lord Qian Shu, is here to report!"

Came just in time——

Nakahara Mizuki took a deep breath, and then spoke to the two girls who had just entered 'Riko Rico'.

"Qianshu, Takina, come here, I have something to tell you."

Chapter 87. Nishiki Chishu wants to meet (4100 words!)

Sitting next to the bar of 'Riko Rico', Mizuki Nakahara explained everything that had just happened.

"Huh?! Psychic?! Is there such an interesting person here?! Why don't you stop him? I also want to ask some interesting questions!"

Nishiki Chishu listened to Nakahara Mizuki's words, with uncontrollable liveliness and interest in her bright red eyes.

On the other side, Inoue Takina listened to Nakahara Mizuki's words and couldn't help but frown.

Psychic?

Palm reading?

What other hobbies can you learn from palmistry...

“Aren’t these the usual tricks of street hustlers?”

Inoue Takina couldn't help but glance at Hara Mizuki. She now seriously doubted whether the other party had been deceived by the other party - he actually introduced them to them with such excitement.

Thinking of this, she, who had always been serious, stood up and continued her work while speaking nonchalantly:

"Ms. Ruixi, you are an adult after all. You should not just believe such words that lie to children, right?"

"Wait a minute...it's not like that!"

Feeling that he seemed to be underestimated, Nakahara Mizuki coughed twice: "It's really effective. You will know it once you meet."

"Yeah?"

Inoue Takina, who was wiping the table, turned her head and looked at Nakahara Mizuki with eyes like wisteria flowers: "For example, what place is very effective?"

"That person accurately told me my date of birth and blood type."

"This kind of thing, as long as you find an acquaintance to investigate, it will be clear soon, right?"

Inoue Takina sighed.

"That's not all! He even knows about the izakaya I usually go to and the store manager who I vomit on when I vomit."

"Then you leaked it when you went to the izakaya, right? And Sister Ruixi, you may not know that you have a habit of talking nonsense when you are drunk."

Inoue Takina held up her face and analyzed clearly:

"Maybe that's when he was exposed. I'd better drink less wine in the future."

"Yes, yes, be more reliable, adults."

Nishiki Chishu also smiled and came over to help.

Listening to what they said, Nakahara Ruixi looked incredulous: "Wait a minute, am I so unreliable in your eyes?"

"I'm looking for men all day long, and I also like hungover adults. On the contrary, I'm a little curious, why does Sister Ruixi think we have a good impression of you?"

"Well--!"

I have to say that Inoue Takina's words really hit Mizuki Nakahara's heart.

She covered her chest, looking like she had been hit hard.

"Takina, although everything you said is true, no matter how much you say it, it's too much, right?"

"Well--"

Nishiki Chishu next to him smiled "hehe" and made up for it, which made Nakahara Mizuki's heart ache.

but...

She had thought about it before.

And Nishiki Chisuke's congenital heart disease is no joke...

So she took a deep breath, suppressed all her depression, and then spoke: "Rather than making fun of me, I think you should really think about it...especially Qian Zhu."

Recalling Nanxiang's words, she turned to look at Nishiki Chishu: "That person said that your heart can only survive a month."

"Sister Ruixi, even if you say you are joking at this time, I will still be angry."

Inoue Takina's work stopped, and Wisteria looked over with her eyes.

There was a hint of anger in his voice, as if it was thorny.

Nishiki Chishu's congenital heart disease has always been something that many people in 'Riko Rico' were unwilling to mention.

Especially when he said such words in front of Nishiki Chishu himself, it could no longer be described as rude.

It's like telling someone who is about to die the day of their death...

Inoue Takina felt heartbroken.

And every time she asked Nishiki Chishu, he told her confidently that she had at least three or four months left to live.

There is only one month left... This is too cruel... and too sudden.

Thinking of this, Inoue Takina simply said: "Qian Shu, don't pay attention to this social person whose brain has been burned out by alcohol. How can it be possible that what a fraudster said..."

She tilted her head as she spoke, but stopped before she finished speaking.

"Why...?"

A surprised voice came from Inoue Takina's mouth. She found that Nishiki Chishu, who had been smiling playfully just now, now had the sunny smile on her face frozen.

just like...

It was as if Mizuki Nakahara had said it right.

"No way...?"

The rag that was wiping the table slipped weakly. Inoue Takina looked at Nishiki Chishu and couldn't help but open her mouth: "Chishu... are you really..."

"Uh...how...how do I put this..."

At this time, Nishiki Chishu also discovered that something was wrong with his reaction.

She laughed "hehe" twice, turned her face away uncomfortably, and avoided the gaze of Inoue Takina.

At the same time, her usually calm and relaxed heart was full of turmoil at this time.