My love simulation with them

[Aloof Bass Freak: You’re going to call me that from now on. No 'Ms. Yamada' allowed. 】

[The most beautiful boy in Tokyo:...]

Miss Yamada, Miss Yamada.

Are you arguing on the other end of the phone just because of a title?

Nanxiang rubbed his temples.

[The aloof bassist: What's the matter? 】

[The most beautiful boy in Tokyo: Let’s talk about it when we meet. 】

[The aloof bassist: Okay, then... can you treat me to dinner? 】

[Tokyo’s most beautiful boy: Aren’t you rich yourself? 】

[Aloof bass weirdo: It only makes sense to treat me to food at this time, and I have no money recently, so I am eating this. (The attached picture shows risotto made from wild vegetables)]

[The most beautiful boy in Tokyo: Yes, but you must first promise me that I am willing to help. 】

[The aloof bassist: Yes, I agreed. 】

[The most beautiful boy in Tokyo:? You haven't heard what I'm saying to help you? 】

[The aloof bassist: If the time comes, I'm willing to help. 】

[Tokyo’s most beautiful boy: OK, let’s get in touch then. 】

[Aloof Bass Weird: Okay. 】

The LINE chat ends here.

at the same time.

Far away in a sophomore class at Shimokitazawa High School, a curious female classmate asked:

"Yamada-kun?"

"Um?"

"Have you encountered anything good?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Uh...I see you seem to be smiling...?"

The curious female classmate tilted her head.

"Yeah?"

After replying lazily and gracefully, the girl with short blue hair replied coldly.

Turn your attention back to the phone screen.

Holding her chin, she looked particularly lazy in the afternoon, but the corners of her mouth inadvertently curved into a cute arc.

Chapter 110. Get closer...a little closer...(4100 words)

He left Ocha High School and headed all the way to the restaurant Yamada Ryo had agreed upon. This process actually didn't take Nango that long.

After all, commuting (to school) is more convenient, so it only takes seven or eight minutes to walk from Ocha High School to the nearby station.

After a brief transfer to one or two stops, I got off at Nanxiangshi and went directly to the restaurant where Yamada Ryo sent the address on LINE.

It looks like it should be a new store with exquisite decoration, but it is not that kind of luxury restaurant.

It seemed that although Miss Yamada wanted him to treat her, she had no intention of trying to pull his hair out.

Simply push the door open.

Before he could look around, Nanxiang heard Yamada Ryo's cold greeting.

"Shi, this way."

"..." Nanxiang Shi looked sideways.

Only then did he find Ryo Yamada sitting in the corner.

"Are you the only one, Ms. Yamada? Ichichi-san didn't come here?"

Putting his student shoulder bag next to Yamada Ryo, Nango sat face to face with Yamada Ryo.

"I didn't tell Hongxia. Also, call me Liang."

Yamada Ryo chewed the food with small movements and spoke expressionlessly.

"...Does that mean Ms. Yamada ran out suddenly? Didn't she inform Ichichi-san?"

Watching Yamada Ryo scoop up the curry rice on the plate, Nanxiang couldn't help but ask.

"Um."

Well...

Although I have already been mentally prepared for Yamada Ryo's free and unrestrained character.

But when he actually heard it, Nan Xiang still put his hands together and apologized for ending the band that was still practicing hard today but was missing a bassist.

"Also, call me Liang."

After swallowing the curry rice in his mouth, Yamada Ryo spoke calmly.

"Miss Yamada, do you need to be so entangled in a title?"

"Yes." Unable to hear Nanxiang calling her name, Yamada Ryo stood up expressionlessly: "It seems I should leave now, let's forget about the discussion -"

"Yeah?"

Nanxiang Shi was not at all worried about Yamada Ryo getting up and leaving, and he didn't even mean to dissuade Yamada Ryo.

He just took a sip of water slowly, then raised his head and said hello: "Boss, the guests at this table will pay, and this blue-haired lady will pay."

"..."

Yamada Ryo, who originally stood up, sat back down with an expressionless expression.

"If you think about it carefully, it's not a discussion that you can't listen to, so the matter of settling the bill..."

"What should I call you?"

Nanxiang Shi put down the water glass and asked, holding his face with his palms.

"...Ms. Yamada, Yamada, Ryo...whatever."

The penniless and expressionless Yamada Ryo covered his heart.

She has never hated her lavish spending so much...

but...

wait.

Think about it carefully.

Nanxiang Shi couldn't really bear to see her being left to wash the dishes because she couldn't pay, right?

Thinking of this, the expressionless Yamada Ryo seemed to feel inexplicably more confident.

but--

"I really can't bear to leave Miss Yamada here washing dishes."

Nanxiang Shi seemed to understand her thoughts, smiled meaningfully, and answered.

Gudu.

Yamada Ryo drank all the water at the table, simply ignored Nanxiang Shi's words, and chose to get to the point:

"What can I do for you?"

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

I have to say that there are times when Nango Shi really admires Yamada Ryo.

This woman actually ignored what he just said.

But forget it.

Nan Xiangshi shook his head, but he did not continue to tease Yamada Ryo. Instead, he thought about it and spoke sincerely:

"Ryo, do you know about childcare institutions like orphanages?"

"Um."

Nanxiang took the initiative to change your title, which made Yamada Ryo very satisfied. She nodded while looking at Nanxiang sideways.

The number of orphanages in Tokyo is not too many, but it is definitely not too few.

After all, it is an urban city.

The entire Japanese economy supports the entire Tokyo economic circle.

Moreover, Yamada's family also owns a private hospital, and he has close contacts with social welfare organizations such as the Red Cross. He is even more familiar with nursing homes and orphanages.

"Now that you know, the next topic is easy to talk about."

Nanxiang said a little more:

"I have a friend who has prepared all the procedures for his orphanage to request assistance from the Red Cross, but the Red Cross has been reluctant to lend money. For this reason, they are also very anxious."

He paused and continued:

"So I wanted to ask Ryo's father for help."

"I see."

After hearing this, Yamada Ryoya, who was much more mature than ordinary girls, roughly understood what was going on.

The Red Cross's reluctance to allocate aid is actually quite common.

Especially a private orphanage like the one run by my friend in Nanxiang.

Even if the Red Cross invests money, it will not gain social prestige or other benefits, so it is naturally unwilling to help it.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

but...

While finishing the remaining curry rice, Yamada Ryo answered with a slightly embarrassed face: "Even if I tell my father what I think..."

She didn't finish her words, but vaguely expressed the idea that this matter might not work.

but--

"Please, Ryo, only you can help with this."

Nanxiang's raised hands held Yamada Ryo's palms, his eyes raised with a slightly pleading tone.

Yamada Ryo opened her pink lips.

Nanxiang Shi was already very good-looking, with a healthy and fair face, and a clean and delicate facial features, coupled with his scorching eyes that took the initiative to look up at him.

Well--

"It's really...there's nothing I can do when I take it..."

Yamada Ryo, who had always been expressionless, blushed for the first time.

Although she only thinks this boy from Nanxiang Shi is quite interesting, she still has no romantic thoughts about him.

But I don’t know why, just looking at the other person’s eyes, I can’t say any words of rejection when I reach my lips.

How should I put it? Yamada Ryo felt that this was probably a natural skill for women in Nango.

If only he was really willing to make up his mind to ask.

It feels like there are really not many girls who can refuse his request.

Yamada Ryo was still elegant and lazy, but for the first time, his heart felt like it was beating so fast, and he tilted his head to one side uncomfortably:

"I'll try to beg my father to try it."

Ms. Yamada’s voice was still so steady.

good!