[Your boyfriend had an asthma attack and passed out.]
No way.
He collapsed again?
The thing Ryo feared most had finally happened.
During the first simulation, her boyfriend practiced bass like he was possessed.
She never expected medical school would be the same.
[When you arrive at the hospital, Toru is already awake. He seems fine and could even be discharged immediately.]
[Nearby, you see Kita. She arrived earlier than you and has been taking care of Toru, feeding him fruit.]
[When she sees you, Kita greets you cheerfully and says she will not interfere with your relationship anymore.]
[You do not know what she and Toru talked about. You only know her mental state seems normal again.]
[You make a rough guess.]
[Toru probably used his own life to threaten Kita. Maybe when dealing with someone who is unstable, the only way is to become even more extreme than she is.]
[After that, Toru returned to a steady rhythm in life.]
[His last collapse was not an accident. He did it on purpose. Toru wanted Kita to give up that hopeless love.]
So that is how it was.
Ryo seemed to understand something.
"Holy crap, a yandere, that is terrifying."
Toru exited the full simulation.
He clutched his chest and took several deep breaths.
Back when he dated Kita, he never noticed she had the potential to become a yandere.
Always pulling out knives.
How could a normal person handle that?
"So scary."
Toru reflected on his mistake.
He decided to remove Kita from the list of potential romance candidates.
He had interacted with so many high quality women.
Who would have thought the only dangerous one among them was Kita.
"To be safe, I should block her."
Toru took out his phone, opened Line, and quickly blocked Kita's account.
Better to cut ties.
Just in case something happened.
"If I lose one tree, I still have a whole forest."
Toru had originally thought he would use the later simulations to make up for the regret of not marrying Kita last time.
Now he had a psychological shadow. That idea was gone for good.
In fact.
He decided to stay far away from Kita in future simulations.
If possible, not even being friends would be best, in case she snapped again.
His thoughts settled.
Still shaken, Toru took a few more deep breaths.
Then he checked the simulator's prompts.
[Skill: Medicine (Professional) → Medicine (Master)]
Not bad.
His clinical skills still needed work, but his theoretical knowledge was more than enough.
Overall, he lacked clinical experience.
Rather than a doctor, he was more like a researcher in the medical field.
He hoped he could make up for that later.
"We are back to the marriage step again. What kind of ceremony should I choose?"
Ryo had a great figure, she looked beautiful in anything.
White kimono or wedding dress, which one should he pick?
He could not decide.
[Toru Affection -50]
[Current: Fear (-20)]
Kita saw the negative affection value on the simulator.
Her vision darkened.
She almost fainted on her bed.
She should not have picked out of curiosity. She should have chosen slow burn love from the start.
But it was too late. Worrying now would not help anything.
Simulations could be repeated endlessly.
She still had many chances.
Kita could only comfort herself like this.
[Ryo hands you an invitation.]
[A brief failure does not make you give up. You firmly believe you and he still have a future.]
…
Hitori curled up inside her closet, hugging her knees.
The faint light from her computer screen lit up her exhausted face.
Her success last time had made her reckless, almost forgetting how weak, helpless, and pitiful she was without the childhood friend bonus.
It was fine.
This was not the first time.
Kitahara-kun slept with another woman.
I will not be jealous.
He hugged another girl.
No problem.
I am jealous. I lied.
Hitori's small nose twitched, her heart aching.
He was supposed to be her husband. Why did he marry someone else in every simulation?
Her vision blurred. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to run away from this awful world.
Because she was slowly merging a bit of her previous simulation's memories, Hitori felt even worse.
If this continued, what would happen to the two daughters who had not even been born yet?
No.
You cannot give up, Hitori. For the babies, you have to keep going.
Hitori wiped her tears.
She closed the simulator.
Picked up her phone and opened Line.
Among her very few contacts, she tapped on Toru's icon.
She typed a lot, then deleted everything.
She struggled for more than ten minutes.
Then she finally sent one message.
Kitahara-kun, Futari says she wants to see you.
"Futari, please sacrifice yourself for your sister's future happiness, just for a bit, alright?"
Hitori really could not think of any topic that would naturally lead her to talk to Toru.
After thinking and thinking, she could only use her little sister to lure him over.
Then she would try to build up their bond.
Ten seconds passed.
Dear Husband (nickname): OK, I will come tomorrow.
"Yes!"
Hitori came back to life.
A socially anxious girl's romantic youth story was perfectly fine. The real life edition was officially starting.
Ryo-san, even if you win again and again in simulations, if you lose everything in real life.
What is the point?
In that moment, Hitori swelled with confidence.
Like a round little pufferfish.
Meanwhile.
Inside Live House Polaris.
Ijichi Seika watched her younger sister and noticed that Nijika seemed absent minded.
"Nijika, what is wrong?"
"No, nothing."
Nijika closed the simulator and answered.
She had simply received Ryo's wedding invitation and was a bit surprised.
In the simulation, Ryo was getting married. She genuinely felt happy for her.
As for her own happiness, Nijika no longer cared this time. As long as her friend was happy, she would be happy too.
Nijika was that kind of gentle angel.
"That is good."
Seika let out a small sigh of relief.
After their mother passed, she had poured all her love into her younger sister, hoping she would grow up healthy.
Although she often acted tsundere and said the opposite of what she felt.
Seika's love for her family was deeper than anyone could imagine.
Because she had lost someone, she treasured what remained even more.
Come to think of it, their mother's memorial day was approaching.
A lively, cheerful blonde woman appeared in Seika's mind.
Her mother had always looked like she had no worries.
Why had she failed to balance home and her dreams back then?
Seika's greatest regret in life was not being able to say goodbye to her mother.
Sometimes she wondered.
If she had the chance to turn back time and see her mother again.
She would make things right, pursue her dreams while caring for her family.
What am I even thinking?
Something so unrealistic could never happen.