My Love Simulation with Them-Chapter 213. Girlfriend: ... Again?

Under Minami's gaze, the simulation continued.

[Just watching Futaba Rio take action while you, the person involved, stay passive—this clearly doesn't match your usual style.]

[You also know Chisato Nishikigi and Takina Inoue very well.]

[You're aware that this cheerful, carefree girl, who always seems laid-back and is super friendly to others, would definitely enjoy this kind of situation.]

[So, you decide—]

[Option 1: I'll love Rio only, forever! Go away, bad girls!]

[Option 2: Ask her directly—did she do this on purpose?]

[Option 3: I can't take this anymore! Let's throw a party tonight!]

[Option 4: Simulate it yourself!]

Minami looked over the choices.

None of them threw him off. He could easily tell what each one meant.

"These are pretty clear."

He glanced at them again.

Option 1—probably leads to a solo route with Futaba Rio.

If he picked that, most likely, he'd go down the "Rio only" path.

And with Rio's personality, they'd probably end up married and with kids, but she'd always feel regret about Chisato and Takina.

A regret-filled ending, for sure.

Not picking that one.

The correct choice...

Should be Option 2.

Ask Chisato directly, and probably get her help—that's likely how it goes.

After all, he already saw Chisato's happy ending in another simulation, so he knows her. She's direct, easy to talk to, kind of like Yamada Ryo.

But—

Minami glanced at Option 3.

Uh—party tonight?

Honestly, he was kind of curious about what kind of party that'd be.

"Yeah... maybe not."

Minami shook his head and pushed away the idea. He looked away from "party tonight."

He wasn't like the version of himself in the simulation.

As Tokyo's No.1 Pretty Boy, he had strong self-control.

"I'll save that for next time. There are more simulations anyway."

Decision made, Minami picked Option 2.

[You decide to test your guess and ask Chisato Nishikigi if she planned all this.]

[Without hesitation, Chisato admits it honestly.]

[She also tells you she made friends with Futaba Rio from the heart. Seeing such a shy and quiet girl, she naturally wanted to help, even if Rio might like the same guy she did.]

[That's just the kind of girl Chisato is—someone who can't ignore others.]

Memories flashed.

Minami sank into them.

It was probably one night.

Futaba Rio and Takina Inoue had gone out to buy drinks.

Mizuki Nakahara and Kurumi were hiding in the back room of "LycoReco" after finishing work.

Inside the café, only Minami remained, wiping a plate with his chef's hat off. Beside him, a cheerful golden-haired girl was grinning, showing her perfect white teeth.

"So you already expected this... or should I say, planned it from the start, right?"

Still polishing the plate until it gleamed, Minami asked.

"Yep."

Chisato answered casually, smiling brightly.

"Takina's a given, but I can't leave Rio alone either. She overthinks everything. Besides you, no one else can really take care of her—ouch!"

Smack.

A sharp sound.

Before she could finish, Chisato yelped.

Minami slowly moved his finger away from her forehead.

"Hehe."

Hearing no scolding from him, Chisato chuckled. She knew he agreed with her and kept talking:

"Now everything's good! Rio's accepted us, and we're fine with being with her too! Hehe... Minami-kun, this is all thanks to me! Praise me!"

She puffed her chest proudly, clearly happy with how things turned out.

"...Yeah, yeah, thanks to you."

Minami shook his head with a small smile. He couldn't help but think about all the harem games and romance shows he'd been forced to play and watch recently.

A bit later—

"But I didn't think Rio would go this far."

Chisato looked thoughtful, a bit surprised.

She hadn't expected Futaba Rio to accept both her and Takina so quickly.

And even sneakily get Minami to accept this four-way relationship too...

She thought she'd need more time to convince Rio.

"That's just how she is."

Minami put down the plate, now dry.

He knew.

Futaba Rio was the kind of person who'd do anything for her friends. She didn't want to see Chisato or Takina unhappy.

So she chose to share, a choice most people wouldn't even consider.

Futaba Rio was serious—and sometimes way too stubborn.

"Take care of your friendship with her, Chisato."

Minami said softly.

"I know."

Hearing the weight in his voice,

Chisato's usual playful look faded.

She had already seen Futaba Rio as her best friend.

Of course she wouldn't hurt her.

[Because Chisato and Futaba Rio are real friends, Chisato didn't want to keep you just to herself and Takina.]

[In her mind full of wild ideas, she never holds back when it comes to sharing good things with friends.]

"What do you mean by 'keep me just to her and Takina'?"

Minami chuckled as he read that.

So Chisato had it all planned out from the start?

And was totally ready to share him?

This girl...

But after seeing this part of the simulation, he felt more at ease.

He had guessed before that Rio's sudden boldness was because of Chisato pushing her and Rio's guilt toward her and Takina.

But it was just a guess—not solid proof.

Now that Chisato had admitted it herself...

He could finally relax and keep reading what happened next.

[After that, you asked Takina Inoue how she felt about it.]

[To your surprise, this always serious and cold-faced girl agreed with Chisato Nishikigi's view. She accepted Futaba Rio suddenly joining in.]

[For this black-haired girl, you, Chisato, and LycoReco are her whole world.]

[She respects your thoughts, and Chisato's too.]

[Even though she looks distant, she actually cares a lot about the girl with glasses.]

[Now that you know how both of them feel, you decide—]

[Option 1: Show your closeness with Chisato and Takina, to gently remind Futaba Rio that you've already accepted her.]

[Option 2: No need to beat around the bush. Be straight with Futaba Rio and tell her everything. Sometimes, you just have to take the lead.]

[Option 3: Great! Finally no more holding back! Let's throw a party tonight!]

[Simulate it yourself!]

"Another party?"

Minami was speechless. Just how obsessed was the simulated version of himself with parties?

Why the sudden urge for a party?

The timing clearly wasn't right yet.

He ruled out Option 3, then looked at Options 1 and 2.

Both options clearly meant telling Futaba Rio the truth, helping her understand the situation.

Option 1 meant a subtle hint, while Option 2 meant just being direct.

But Minami leaned toward Option 2.

Just like before, in Futaba Rio's simulation—

She was someone who overthinks everything.

Showing her affection from afar might only make her worry more.

And with her personality, sometimes she needs someone to give her a little push.

Just like what Chisato and Minami had done before.

With that in mind, he didn't hesitate and picked Option 2.

[Option 2: No need to beat around the bush. Be straight with Futaba Rio and tell her everything. Sometimes, you just have to take the lead.]

[Thinking about Futaba Rio's personality, a hint wouldn't help. She needs a push.]

[So, together with Chisato Nishikigi and Takina Inoue, you decide to clearly tell her how you feel.]

[Futaba Rio is shocked by your honesty.]

[But before she can say much, Chisato pulls her into a hug and laughs brightly.]

"Aww, I didn't think Rio-chan was thinking about us this much!"

Chisato hugged Futaba Rio tight.

She laughed and also thanked her for everything she'd done.

"Mm—"

Futaba Rio's face turned red.

She hadn't expected Minami to figure her out so quickly.

But...

"Um..."

Her voice trembled as she looked to the side.

Honestly, more than Chisato's cheerful reaction, Futaba Rio was more focused on Takina Inoue, who was quietly sipping tea.

Unlike Chisato, who showed her feelings clearly—

Even though they were friends, Futaba Rio could never really tell what this calm, serious black-haired girl was thinking.

Would she really accept her?

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Worries filled her heart.

Takina seemed to notice.

She gently put her tea cup down and looked up: "Futaba-san."

Her voice was soft, but it held weight.

"...Yes?"

"Do you like Minami-kun?"

"..." Futaba Rio froze.

It was a simple question.

But there was something deeper in Takina's words.

Did she like Minami?

No doubt...

She did.

Whether it was him helping her through tough feelings...

Or reaching out to her over and over, keeping her close to LycoReco...

All of it showed how much she liked him.

But liking someone wasn't everything.

She'd be sharing him with Chisato and Takina...

Could she keep feeling this way?

That was the big question.

She started thinking.

Time felt both fast and slow.

Under Takina's calm gaze.

Futaba Rio finally spoke: "Yeah, I like Minami."

No stuttering.

No hesitation.

She had already worked it out in her heart.

She answered calmly.

And now, she waited for Takina's reply.

What did she think?

In her gaze, the black-haired girl placed her hands on her knees and nodded.

"I see."

"Huh...?"

That simple answer left Futaba Rio stunned.

She'd expected more.

"...That's it?"

"What else?" Takina asked calmly.

"Uh..."

"I just needed to know if you liked him. Now that I do, there's nothing else I need to worry about."

Takina answered plainly, then paused: "Oh, right, one more thing."

Like a bride meeting her in-laws, she bowed respectfully with three fingers placed together.

"Let's get along from now on, Rio."

She spoke gently and lowered her head.

"Wait, no... I should be the one! I'm not worthy! Please take care of me too, Takina!"

Futaba Rio was caught off guard by the bow.

She quickly bowed too, doing the same gesture.

Both bowed at each other.

Chisato laughed from the side: "Alright, alright! We're all gonna share a bed now! No need for all the formal stuff!"

She boldly pulled Minami, Futaba Rio, and Takina together and grinned: "This is what they call a 'one-husband-two-wife' system!"

[Chisato proudly declared the 'one-husband-two-wife' setup right in front of you.]

[Later that night, you gave this smug, golden-haired girl's butt a good spanking.]

[She didn't ask to stop, though. Holding your hand, she kept bugging you to put ointment on her butt—]