My love simulation with them

Several 'friends' nearby saw it and thought she was still worried about what happened when she had not passed the Nanxiang exam before.

A male student spoke consolingly and at the same time belittled Nanxiang and said:

"It's okay, Shinjou-san. I only know that person from Nanxiang. His academic performance is a little better, but he is just a nerd who only knows how to study. Shinjou-san, don't pay too much attention to him."

What he didn't expect was that Akane Shinjo looked unhappy as soon as he said his words.

"Just 'just'?"

Shinjo Akane hugged her chest, Akane's red eyes turned to look at the male student in front of her who didn't know her 'friend's number', and frowned: "Have you ever gotten to know Nanxiang-san?"

"Why?"

"You don't even want to understand the other person, and you just say bad things about him in front of me. Don't you think this behavior is excessive?"

"Well..."

The male student in front of him was speechless and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Shinjou Akane retracted her gaze and suppressed her uncomfortable emotions at the same time——

what happened? Why did I talk to that guy who hates narcissism?

Shouldn’t I be happy when others scold him?

It's just that I listened to others talking bad about Nanxiang.

She felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Akane Shinjo thought for a while and finally found a reason.

That guy should be helping me write the script now.

In other words, the narcissistic guy is now doing her job.

So it was only natural that she would help that narcissistic guy by saying a few words.

Akane Shinjo convinced herself.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look out the window.

I don’t know how that guy’s script is going.

Can you finish writing today?

No no no.

It's impossible no matter how you think about it.

Although the script of a simple stage play contains very little text, it is not something that can be written casually in a day or two.

Akane Shinjo estimated that Nango would be able to finish writing the script in three or four days.

after all--

"That guy is not a superman. He can write scripts that surprise me. Besides, inspiration must have withered sometimes."

Shinjou Akane thought so and focused her attention back.

Class is about to begin.

Then--

noon.

"Have you finished writing the script?"

Shinjou Akane, who was about to open a piece of ham bread and eat it, was stunned when she looked at Nanxiang who came to her door.

"It's finished."

Nanxiang Shi still looked so calm. He just nodded and casually took away the ham bread that Shinjo Akane was about to open: "I haven't eaten yet."

"you--"

Akane Shinjo opened her mouth, and when she looked at Nanxiang in astonishment, she put the ham bread into his own mouth.

She asked her friend to buy it from the canteen on the 5th!

What are you doing? This guy?

Shinjou Akane finished her bread while looking at Nanxiang with the corner of her mouth twitching. At the same time, she watched him reach out and drink the tomato juice she put on the table.

Her face, which maintained a perfect smile, twitched, and she gritted her teeth: "Teacher Nanxiang."

"Um?"

"Should I pass you a handkerchief to wipe your mouth next?"

"You're welcome, okay."

"..." Shinjo Akane.

She finally couldn't hold it back and avoided the strange looks from her 'friends' who were eating on the other side. As she approached Nanxiang, she lowered her voice:

"Do you want face?"

This good-looking bastard came to her door talking to himself, ate all her lunch, and now he's wiping his mouth with her handkerchief?

Did she think of Akane Shinjo as some kind of woman who was easy to fool?

And she didn't want her handkerchief to get in Nanxiang's mouth! That's so dirty!

"It's just lunch. You can read the script first."

Nanxiang Shi still didn't care about her words and spoke directly.

Kick-kick——

Akane Shinjo felt like her back molars were about to break.

When she glared at Nanxiang: "...You'd better write a script that satisfies me."

After receiving the script handed over by Nango Shi, Akane Shinjo glanced at the title.

"Monster in the Heart"?

The title is quite reminiscent of a Showa-era Ultra Special Photography film.

I just don’t know what the content and quality of the script are.

Shinjou Akane raised her head and glanced at Nanxiang again.

to be honest.

She actually had no confidence in the quality of this script.

After all, Nanxiang Shi went from talking about writing to finishing.

A total of one night and one morning.

At this speed, there is absolutely no problem saying that this script was rushed.

Even if Nanxiang Shi was a genius.

But without having any exposure to tokusatsu dramas at all, she wanted to write a script that would satisfy a senior tokusatsu fan like her in one night?

Isn't this just a joke?

but...

No hope, no hope.

Akane Shinjo chose to take action and opened the script.

She would like to see it.

Nanxiang Shi, who had scolded her script before, could write any more works.

"If this guy's writing is really bad, I will laugh at him severely."

With this thought, she cast her gaze upward.

Then——

Akane Shinjo gradually fell silent.

It's not that the script is not brilliant, and she can't even say a word of appreciation.

On the contrary, it was precisely because the script was so eye-catching that she felt like she had nothing to say and no way to comment.

The story structure of Nanxiang Shi is very simple.

The Japanese government discharged nuclear wastewater and awakened Thanasis, the monster sleeping under the sea.

To stop the Japanese government from polluting seawater.

This monster began its destruction off the coast of Japan.

It’s such a seemingly ordinary big story background.

But it is the simple background that better captures Akane Shinjo's heart.

Among them, Thanasis describes the protection of the ocean.

The psychological explanation about the male protagonist's deep hatred for polluted seawater and that he does not want to harm Thanasis.

Akane Shinjo was deeply moved.

"I know that we, as humans, are actually the ones who are guilty of wreaking havoc on this planet."

The male protagonist, who had to create genetic missiles under the strong request of his superiors, muttered to himself.

"I believe that one day we will suffer consequences for our actions again."

"I'm sorry, Thanasis."

Caught between the Japanese government and Thanasis, he struggled painfully.

The genetic missile was successfully launched and hit Thanasis.

Just when Akane Shinjo felt that this story was coming to an end.

Thanasis was active again.

Hidden under the sea surface contaminated by nuclear wastewater for a long time, it turns out that Thanasis' genes have also mutated unknowingly.

Flesh is rotting.

The sea is turbulent.

The screams emitted by Thanasis were like the screams emitted by countless billions of ocean creatures.

Human beings who were extremely arrogant paid a heavy price.

The Tokyo economic circle was moved to the ground by Thanasis.

After doing all this, the monster stopped all life activities and looked towards the ocean——

That was once its home.

Just like what the hero said when he looked at Tokyo in ruins and Thanasis who had stopped living.

"Is Thanasis a monster?"

The hero held his head in pain.

"No, we are the real monsters."

"A monster in human skin."

The whole play is over.

Thanasis won and lost.

Humanity loses and wins.

It is such a poignant story that cannot be described in words.

Yes.

Akane Shinjo was willing to use the word 'poignant' to describe it.

Whether it's the death of Thanasis or the male protagonist's low soliloquy at sunset.

They all have an irreparable, indescribable beauty.

Akane Shinjo was silent.