Faced with Minami Yuki's rude request, Asagiri Mitsuki was not at all bothered nor happy. She took off her socks with a little curiosity.
The socks were long stockings, reaching the middle of the thigh, made of cotton, and gray-blue. The girl pinched the sock opening with her slender fingers and quickly pulled them down, revealing her fair skin.
This scene reminded Nan Youxi of peeling bamboo shoots. After the outer skin of the bamboo shoots fell off, the tender white bamboo shoot flesh was revealed. He couldn't help but feel a little greedy. He thought, let's have hot pot for dinner and order a plate of bamboo shoot flesh.
Asagiri Mitsuki's action of pulling her feet out of her socks reminded Nan Youxi of collecting water chestnuts. The water rippled and the unripe water chestnuts with five tender water chestnuts hanging on them were picked up.
Putting the stockings on her left leg on the table, Asagiri Mizuki took off the socks on her right leg.
The two stockings were rolled up into a ball, quietly lying on the corner of the table. Asagiri Mitsuki stared at Minami Yuki, watching his next move.
The girl's body temperature remaining on the socks blurred Nan Youxi's cognition. He couldn't tell whether the softness and smoothness of the socks were due to the material of the socks themselves, or the same as the temperature, a gift from the girl's skin. He thought there might be a fragrance on the socks, and he controlled his bad thoughts.
He had to admit one thing, facing such an unsuspecting beautiful girl, his will was greatly challenged.
He spread out his socks and let the warmth dissipate in the slightly cool air.
He held the sock opening with his right hand and pinched the sock tail with his left hand. He stretched his right hand above the table, facing Asagiri Mizuki, and retracted his left hand. The gray-blue socks were stretched tight.
The socks were very elastic and the moment he released his left hand, the socks bounced towards Asagiri Mizuki's face.
Asagiri Mitsuki dodged but failed to avoid it and was hit on the forehead by the socks.
The two were stunned. Asagiri Mitsuki didn't expect Minami Yuki to attack her with her socks, and Minami Yuki didn't expect Asagiri Mitsuki couldn't even dodge such an obvious attack.
After a moment of silence, Asagiri Mizuki grabbed the remaining socks and threw them at Minami Yuki's face.
Nan Youxi dodged to the left and the socks fell on his pillow.
"So, Senior wanted to attack me with my socks?" Asagiri Mitsuki said unkindly, "I have told Senior that I just think some things don't matter, not that I hate everything."
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be unable to dodge."
"Following the physical attack, did the verbal attack begin?"
"Let's get down to business. When you saw the socks coming towards you, did you dodge to the side?"
"I think the phrase 'let's get down to business' is actually trying to change the subject. Yes, I dodged, and then what?" Asagiri Mitsuki glanced at the sock on the floor. The sock had fallen onto the edge of the table after attacking her.
She thought about the possible deeper meaning of this behavior, but soon, she felt that it was the same to just listen to Nan Youxi's words, so she didn't need to think about it herself and gave up the idea of exploring.
"Why do you want to dodge?" Nan Youxi asked.
"Because I saw that Senpai had let go of his socks. If I didn't dodge, the socks would hit me."
"Why does it hit you when I loosen my socks?"
"Kindergarten questions? Because the socks are very elastic, and you stretched them tight and pointed them at me."
"Why does the elasticity attack you? Do you understand the more microscopic operation?"
Asagiri Mitsuki frowned, crossed her smooth legs, and vaguely grasped the reason why Minami Yuxi said that.
She replied: "I don't know how the molecules and atoms of socks work to make them elastic."
"You don't understand elasticity at all, you just believe in it and use it." Minami Yuxi leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at Asagiri Mizuki with a smile.
Asagiri Mitsuki felt that this smile was just like her own, full of sarcasm, although Minami Yuki's smile did not reflect this expression. She understood what Minami Yuki meant.
"You believe in elasticity, believe that apples fall, and believe that taking steps will make you move forward, but you don't actually understand how these relationships work. You only know that if you tighten your hands, they will shrink, if you let go, they will fall, and if you lift your legs, you can move forward. You only know the names of elasticity, gravity, friction, and other things, but you don't know how they are actually generated."
Nan Youxi looked at the girl, who did not refute him, so he continued, "You don't understand these physical phenomena, but you believe in them. These forces of gravity, elasticity, and friction, to you, are no different from love, friendship, and shame. Why are you willing to believe in the relationship between various forces, but not in the relationship between these emotions? You said that believing in emotions that can only be experienced is a false belief, so is believing in the laws of physics that can only be flexibly applied a false belief as well?"
"Existing science is simply incapable of explaining the most fundamental mechanisms of various physical phenomena." Asagiri Mizuki retorted, but in her heart, she had already accepted some of Minami Yuki's distorted theories.
"So science is all about proposing various conjectures. You have to choose to believe in a conjecture first before you can truly conduct research and discussion." Nan Youxi yawned. He thought, he really had nothing to do, so he talked about these things with Asagiri Mizuki.
He was not a thinker or philosopher, he was just engaging in sophistry. He knew that such empty talk could not change Asagiri Mizuki's mind.
"What the senior said may make sense, but I still have my doubts." Asagiri Mizuki said, "I have personally experienced these physical phenomena, but I have not experienced love and friendship."
"If you don't believe it, even if you experience it, you will think it's fake."
Minami Yuxi was not going to continue the debate. He decided to try something more heart-touching. He looked at Asagiri Mitsuki and asked, "Mitsuki, do you want to marry me?"
"We're talking about this all of a sudden?" Asagiri Mitsuki frowned again. "It doesn't matter. I'm happy alone even if I don't marry my senior."
“… No. I don’t want to be used as a negative example.”
"That means we have to get married. So, back to the question, Mitsuki, do you want to marry me?"
"… think."
Asagiri Mizuki knew clearly that her married life would be more comfortable if she followed Minami Yuki, who understood her and did not need to pretend to be herself. She wanted to be more comfortable.
Moreover, Nan Youxi was very pretty, and she could look at him with her chin in her hand for a whole day without getting bored. Of course, she wouldn't feel hot and unbearable.
"From a phenomenal point of view," Minami Yuxi felt like a criminal using sausage to lure a kitten, "the falling of the apple is proof of the existence of gravity, and Mitsuki wants to marry me, which is proof of the existence of love."
"Heretical theory." Asagiri Mitsuki couldn't accept it, "There are also marriages that are just for the sake of it, and marriages that are just for the sake of profit."
"So, when Mitsuki married me, was she just looking for a husband, anyone, or was she after my money?"
Neither. Asagiri Mitsuki answered in her heart. This proved that she was not doing this for compromise or for profit, but for greater comfort. If it was before, she could say it with confidence, but now, she doubted whether this was the feeling of love.
"Okay, I'm tired. Today's meeting is over. You should go home quickly." Nan Youxi handed the socks to the girl and urged her to leave.
His words were actually full of loopholes. If the girl realized it and asked him questions based on the loopholes, he would have a headache.
Only by leaving decisively when you win can you secure the victory. Once things are delayed, the outcome will be unpredictable.
Asagiri Mizuki stood up, her heart was in turmoil.
Believe or not believe, proof of love, these two things were entangled in her mind, making her irritated. She was in a hurry to leave and only put on her long coat.
"I'm giving the socks to you, Senior." She put on her boots and quickly left the apartment.
The door at the entrance was closed, and a gust of cold wind rushed in when it opened and closed, blowing over Nan Youxi's body. He looked at the socks in his hands and felt troubled.
Put it directly into the drawer? But these are the socks that Mitsuki just took off. It's a perverted behavior to store the original socks.
Wash them and put them away? But Mitsuki had just taken off her socks, so wouldn't it be a waste to wash them
Throw it into the trash can? But these are Mitsuki's socks that she just took off. How can a trash can have the right to taste these
[You accidentally talked about the existence of love and friendship, and your joking words made Asagiri Mitsuki panic. You did not get a reply from Asagiri Mitsuki whether she would leave Japan, but instead received stockings from Asagiri Mitsuki, which made you very distressed. ]
[You think about it for a long time, clear out an empty storage box, fold the socks, and put them in it. ]
[You think Asagiri Mitsuki is quite interesting. If it weren't for Nao, Yuko, and Reina, you might have started a relationship with her. ]
[You also think that if it weren't for Nao, Yuko, and Reina, you probably wouldn't have been able to progress to this point with Asagiri Mitsuki. ]
Stopping the simulated text, Nan Youxi reached out her hand to rub her face, which had become a little stiff due to talking too much in the memory scenes.
The moment his fingers touched his cheek, he quickly moved his hand away.
The touch of the stockings seemed to still remain on his palms. He couldn't get over the psychological barrier of touching his face with the hand that had touched the socks.
Getting up from the bed, he went to the entrance and rinsed his hands under the sink for ten seconds.
The cool, clear tap water washed over his hands, and the coolness gave him a boost.
He recalled the memory scene. He thought that Asagiri Mitsuki was not without feelings, and perhaps not indifferent to them either. The girl just had too many doubts. Rather than saying that she didn't believe in love and friendship, it would be better to say that she stubbornly believed that love and friendship did not exist.
I don’t know how she came up with such an idea, and why she deliberately hid it.
He also thought that in modern society, there are many people who do not believe in love and friendship, but these non-believers generally do not pretend to believe. Similarly, for various reasons, there are many people who put on a mask in their social lives. Thinking of this, Asagiri Mitsuki became an ordinary normal person.
If this conclusion were told to Asagiri Mitsuki, what would the girl say
It should be 'it doesn't matter'.
Turning off the tap, he returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.
He thought about the next simulation of life. Will Asagiri Mitsuki choose to leave or stay
Should we go to North America like the first simulation, or stay in Japan like the subsequent ones
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