Fall in love after simulation

The satchel full of books is a powerful weapon. The assailant was knocked dizzy by this blow, like a meteor hammer. He covered his face, but before he could react, Nan Youxi kicked him down and put his knee on his back , locked his wrists with both hands.

His face was pressed against the pattern of small bricks on the sidewalk, and the attacker was puzzled. He was the one who attacked Nan Youxi, why was he attacked by the schoolbag first, and then he was defeated?

He struggled twice, unable to escape, convinced that he had lost to Nan Youxi both in love and on the battlefield, full of sorrow.

After he calmed down, Nan Youxi said, "I don't know your name, and I don't want to know your name. Please think about the consequences of handing me over to the police, and the police station contacting your parents and the school."

The assailant Yota Oda trembled all over. He just saw the scene of Kazumi Senju's confession, and followed him feverishly to teach Nan Yuxi a lesson, without considering the consequences at all.

Just the thought that his parents and friends at school would know about it filled him with fear and made him want to flee the city.

"It seems that you've already made up your mind." Nan Youxi let go of her hand and raised her knee that was pressing on his waist. "Then, goodbye."

Oda Yang was too stunned for a while before he realized that Nan Youxi let him go.

Damn, not only in terms of emotion and fists, but also in terms of tolerance!

He ran away in tears.

Nan Youxi looked at his back and sighed. That's great, I only act with passion, and don't consider other ages at all.

All this happened in just a minute, and the pedestrians on the road were stretching their necks, ready to help or call the patrol. Seeing that the fight was over, they retracted their necks into their collars.

Among these onlookers, Nan Youxi saw a familiar figure.

The girl who was still in a wheelchair the day before yesterday was wearing the same uniform as him, standing aside with a canvas bag.

When she was sitting in a wheelchair, Nan Youxi just felt that she was petite. Now that she stood up, Nan Youxi could definitely put the title of little dwarf on her head.

If it weren't for the uniform of Yuejianli High School, Nan Youxi would have thought that she was as old as her own sister's beloved.

The girl still wore a mask, covering half of her face. There is often such a setting in comics, saying that closing your eyes will make your ears more sensitive. Nan Yuxi doesn't know if there is any scientific basis for it, but he can be sure that after covering half of the face, the girl's eyes are more attractive Attention, it seems to be extraordinarily agile.

The girl noticed Nan Youxi's gaze, she turned around and walked to the apartment.

Nan Yuxi chased after her.

"Yo, we meet again." He greeted the girl.

"Hello." The girl replied.

"I didn't expect that we were in the same school."

"There are a lot of students in Yuejianli in the apartment."

"...You were in a wheelchair before, did you hurt your leg?"

"No."

"Is that some other reason?"

"It's not convenient to answer."

On the way, Nan Youxi talked to her. Although she responded, she was obviously not very interested, and often had a tendency to chat to death.

Apart from knowing her name, Nan Youxi got nothing.

"Yuki Yuko." Coming out of the elevator, Nan Yuxi sighed in her heart, "What a strange child."

He opened the love simulator, but the name of Yuko Ibuki did not appear in the simulated object.

I don't know if Yuko Ibuki hasn't connected with him yet, or if Yuko Ibuki doesn't meet the requirements of the simulator.

Forget it, leave her alone.

There are more important things waiting for me today!

Nan Yuxi walked quickly to her room.

The thousand paper cranes that his sister sent him have arrived, and he made an appointment to deliver them at the current time slot.

Before long, the doorbell rang, and the courier stood behind the door holding the courier.

After printing his own seal on the courier's list, Nan Youxi got his sister's courier. He opened the package, and inside was a big biscuit box.

Lifting the lid of the iron biscuit box, Nan Youxi saw a pile of paper cranes folded by hand. The origami cranes of various colors folded from colored paper were densely arranged in the small biscuit box.

【You have received a gift from [Nan Xinai] full of heart】

[Simulation times +1]

It worked!

The number of simulations has increased!

Nan Youxi picked up a paper crane and looked at it carefully. Folding origami cranes is not an easy origami. In addition to some practice, some talent is needed to fold it well.

A person's ingenuity can be seen through origami.

And the Thousand Paper Crane in his hand is a very perfect existence.

If such hands are used for housework, it must be good. However, he already has Nao Asano, so he doesn't need his sister to take care of him.

He put the paper crane back into the biscuit box, put the biscuit box on the bedside cabinet, took a picture, and sent it to his sister Xinai.

While waiting for the girl's reply, he thought about the efficiency of obtaining the number of simulations from his sister.

In the previous phone call, Xinai said that it took one night to fold these. It is conservatively estimated that the one night that Xinai said was four hours.

In four hours, you can get a simulation opportunity.

There are 24 hours a day, 4624, my sister can produce 6 simulation opportunities a day!

There are 8760 hours in a year, and my sister can produce 2190 simulation opportunities!

This is of course impossible.

Loved ones need to eat, sleep, go to school, and play.

Damn, why is my sister human? Why not a robot that can fold a thousand origami cranes 24 hours a day? Why not a female ninja who can make a lot of clones to make origami?

Nan Youxi recalculated, and if Xinai could send him a thousand paper cranes a week, it was already considered a deep brother and sister relationship.

too slow.

There is limited hope from her sister, Nan Yuxi can only place her hopes on Nao Asano.

I don't know the efficiency of Asano Nao's output of the number of simulations.

Go to remind her at dinner time and ask her why she hasn't prepared a gift yet.

Just thinking about it, the phone vibrated, and my sister sent a reply.

"Beloved: How about it, it's a good fold!"

Nan Youxi didn't type, and dialed directly.

"Hello? Why are you calling again? Is there a problem with Qianzhihe?" Nan Xinai asked nervously.

"How long did it take you to fold these?" Nan Youxi asked the specific construction time.

"Are you asking this all of a sudden? Three hours, I stacked them for three full hours!" The girl asked him for credit.

Nan Youxi thought, three hours, one hour less than he expected.

"Fold some more copies for me," he said.

"It's not impossible, brother, how much do you want, can you gather a thousand?"

Nan Xinai has not yet understood the seriousness of the problem, and her words are naive. Nan Youxi used cold words to tell her the cruelty of reality.

He said: "Just take 6 servings a day according to this amount."

"Eh? Do you want 6 more copies?"

"Six servings per day."

"...How could it be possible!"

Nan Xin's peaceful state of mind was destroyed by her brother's unreasonable demands, and her words were filled with anger.

"24 hours a day, one serving every three hours, it only takes 18 hours to make six servings, isn't it possible? I also leave you 6 hours of free time."

"How is it possible to spend 18 hours a day on this!"

"Can't it be done? Oh——"

"Brother, why are you sighing! No matter how you think about it, you can't do it!"

"Five servings that day?"

"Impossible!"

"What about 1 copy? 1 copy is fine, right?"

"Three hours a day is enough time, but——why do I spend three hours a day making paper cranes for my brother!"

"To prove your love for me?"

"I'm going to tell mom!"

Tch, actually threatened me by calling my parents!

"Anyway, fold it for me when you have time. My beloved folds beautifully. Seeing them, my heart, which is as cold as the air outside the window, warms up." Nan Youxi changed her previous tough words, and expressed her melancholy Said the words in a tone of voice.

"Eh?"

"I have only my beloved to rely on."

"Eh--?"

Nan Xinai wanted to ask Nan Youxi what these two sentences meant, but before she could speak, Nan Youxi hung up the phone.

She put down her phone, and Nan Youxi's last words lingered in her mind for a long time. When she was playing with dolls, doing homework, having dinner, or sleeping, no matter what she was doing, this melancholy sentence would suddenly appear in her mind words.

"I have only my beloved to rely on."

What the hell happened! Don't rely on me! I'm only 12 years old and just started middle school!

In the dark bedroom, Nan Xinai who was lying on the bed opened her eyes suddenly.

She lifted the quilt, put on her pajamas, turned on the lamp, sat at the desk, and gritted her teeth.

Isn't it just origami cranes? Just give you a discount!