Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The two entered the carriage and managed to grab the last seats. Tomatsu Yuka leaned her head on the boy's shoulder with a sense of relief as she watched the train start moving.

"Actually, I've planned a very classic itinerary for today—shopping, watching a movie, dating, taking photos, and so on. I hope you won't be disappointed, Tsun-kun?"

"How could that be?" Jun Matsue placed her small hand on the chair. "Isn't this how couples go out?"

To be more precise, the boys' time at Mochizuki's house in the morning could only be considered a Christmas dinner—after all, they didn't even leave the house. It was only when they were with Tomatsu that it could be considered a date.

"That's good." The girl smiled and stroked the back of his hand.

A few minutes later, the two got off at Ebisu Station—walking across the three-way intersection in front of the station, stepping onto the reddish-brown paving stones of the garden square, the buildings became sparse and elegant, and a huge Christmas tree appeared before them.

“It’s so tall…” Jun Matsue immediately took a few steps closer. “It must be at least three stories high.”

"Looks pretty impressive, right?" Tomatsu Yuka smiled smugly.

Boys all like huge things, like mechs, monsters, and Ultraman—she had long since discovered that Tsunku was no exception.

They walked around the Christmas tree, admiring the ribbons, lights, and glittering decorations, and finally stood in front of it, asking a passerby to take a group photo.

"Thank you~" Tomatsu Yuka took back her phone and showed it to her boyfriend beside her.

"The photos are great, but they make me look a bit short."

"After all, there are two people taller than you here—"

Jun Matsue pointed to himself and the Christmas tree behind him, and the girl laughed, half feigning annoyance and half sweet coquettishness.

The boy looked around. The plaza was a rectangle surrounded on three sides. They were standing at the gap in the long strip, with a passageway with an arched glass roof in front of them.

"So the movie theater is nearby? Is there enough time?"

“There’s still time~” Tomatsu Yuka glanced at her phone. “The cinema is on the other side of the square, and the tickets are for 1:40.”

It was 1:20, and there was plenty of time. Jun Matsue took her hand and walked towards the other end of the square.

"Speaking of which, what movie are we watching today? A romance?"

"No, that's not it." The girl raised her other hand and cutely wagged her index finger.

"It's called 'Tokyo Godfathers,' an animated film. I don't know much about it, but the reviews are pretty good."

“This one…” The boy looked at the rows of wine-red canopies behind the glass passageway—the music of the Christmas market was drifting over.

"Have you seen Tsunku?" Tomatsu Yuka turned to look at him. "Then we can watch something else, it might be a bit boring."

"No, I've just heard of this director." Jun Matsueda sniffed the air. "Is anyone selling alcohol?"

"It should be mulled wine?" Tomatsu Tomohana stood on tiptoe. "Want to buy a drink?"

She didn't ask the boy where he heard it from, just as she didn't ask him how he spent his morning—talking about these topics in their private time would only waste the girl's precious time.

Jun Matsue glanced at the sun in the sky and said, "It probably won't be so warm after we finish watching the movie. Let's go out and buy a drink then."

"Good~"

Passing by the bustling market, the young boy and girl entered a small building at the other end of the square, picked up their tickets together, bought a large cup of orange juice at the counter, and walked hand in hand into the screening room.

"Couple seats~" Tomatsu Yuka cheered softly as she walked towards the last row of double seats.

She sat down, holding the hem of her skirt behind her legs, and obediently waited for the boy to put down the orange juice in his hand.

Jun Matsue sat down close to her, and the girl immediately leaned in.

"The taste of Junkun..." Tomatsu Yuka snuggled up to him happily, placing her shawl on her lap.

"The theater is heated, Tsun-kun, you should take off your coat too."

"..." The boy blinked and obediently unzipped his jacket. "Aren't we going to see a movie?"

"The movie hasn't started yet, and even when it does, we still have to watch ten minutes of commercials~" The girl pressed against his chest, stroking the saxophone necklace she had just given him.

"It's warm, it's all from Jun-kun's body temperature."

Jun Matsueda didn't stop her; he simply turned his head, picked up the orange juice, took a sip, and watched the audience in the front row enter.

Tomatsu Yuka touched the rose on her head and breathed into his ear.

"Speaking of which, the hair clip that Tsun-kun gave me wasn't expensive, was it?"

"It's not expensive. It's a jewelry shop on the side of Kichijoji Road. The prices are all around two thousand yen."

"That's good, it's about the same price as the necklace I gave you." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Money should be spent wisely. After graduation, moving, renting an apartment, and university expenses will all cost money!"

Jun Matsue brought the drink to her lips. "Why does Yuka seem like a thrifty and hardworking wife all of a sudden?"

The girl tilted her head back with delight and opened her mouth to put the straw in.

"I'm going to live with Tsun-kun for the rest of my life!"

As she spoke, she nuzzled the boy's cheek again, and Matsueda Jun took the opportunity to put his arm around his lover's waist.

"Yuka seems particularly clingy today."

"Because we don't see each other as much during the holidays," the girl leaning against him said in an exceptionally soft voice.

"We used to see each other almost every day, but now we can only see each other once every two or three days..."

"Therefore, we must hurry up and replenish Chun-jun's energy!"

The boy didn't say much, but just hugged her a little tighter—until the movie started, the two of them changed to a less tighter position and looked at the big screen that lit up in the dim space.

The scene begins with a sweet-looking, innocent-looking baby doll wrapped in swaddling clothes, followed by a brightly lit choir on stage and a priest dancing with joyful gestures...

"The most tragic thing for a person is to be homeless."

When those words echoed in the silent hall filled with seated men, Jun Matsueda felt the eyelashes of the person next to him flutter slightly.

The boy subtly averted his gaze.

Tomatsu Yuka, half-embraced by him, was focused, her expression serene—the light from the screen illuminated her pure, innocent face, giving her an almost transparent beauty reminiscent of the white roses in her sideburns.

So Jun Matsue put his arm around his girlfriend's waist and let her slide into his arms.

"Huh?" Tomatsu Yuka blinked blankly, her attention drifting away from the screen.

Although somewhat surprised, it didn't stop her from turning her head and nuzzling the boy's chin, which was very close to hers.

"what happened?"

Jun Matsue wrapped one arm around her waist and placed the other hand in front of her, sniffing the girl's neck forcefully and exaggeratedly.

"I just feel that Yuka sitting next to me is especially beautiful, so I want to hold you tight."

"I see~" Tomatsu Yuka leaned against the boy's back.

As she leaned back comfortably on the sofa, the expression on her face softened and became lively again.

"So we'll just watch it like this? Won't Jun-kun feel uncomfortable?"

"How could that be?" Jun Matsueda threw his coat aside, put his arm around the girl leaning against him, and continued watching the movie.

The priest continued, "But there are countless displaced people in this world who, in their intense loneliness, yearn for someone to say to them—"

"I hope you're by my side."

"..." The boy tightened his arms around her, feeling the softness, warmth, and fragility of the delicate body in his arms.

Tomatsu Yuka, as a girlfriend, is almost perfect—so perfect that people often overlook her hidden loneliness, confusion, and longing.

Tomatsu no longer has a complete family, which is why she looks forward to graduating, moving to a shared apartment—she longs for a place that can truly give her warmth and companionship…

"Just wait a little longer," Jun Matsue whispered to the girl in his arms.

"We'll graduate soon—and then we'll move."

His response was a light and sweet "Mmm".

At 3:30 p.m., the two walked out of the movie theater hand in hand, with Tomatsu Yuka looking completely satisfied.

"How are you feeling?" the boy next to me asked.

"It's a really good movie." The girl looked at the bustling Christmas market in front of her. "It doesn't have a very happy ending, but it's very touching."

"Actually, I just wanted to take a casual look and focus on being close to Tsunkun—but before I knew it, I had finished watching it."

“Me too.” Jun Matsue stretched and put his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulder.

"So what's next? Talk about the movie and stroll through the market?"

"Hmm..." Tomatsu Yuka hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone.

"My original plan was to browse the local market and then go ice skating with Tsunku at the nearby Christmas outdoor ice rink..."

"Then we strolled to Roppongi—it was almost five o'clock by then, just in time to see the Christmas lights there."

"That sounds pretty good." The boy nodded. "But?"

"But we haven't seen each other for several days..." the pure and refined girl said, tilting her head up.

“I was so close to Jun-kun just now, I can smell your scent and feel your body temperature…” She gently bit her lower lip.

I want to do it!

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at the crowd in the square and then at the time.

"Yuka is going to meet her mother tonight, right? Will she have enough time?"

Tomatsu Yuka nodded. "We agreed to meet at a restaurant in the Minato Ward at six o'clock, so we still have more than two hours."

"It should be enough if you do it for a little while!"

No wonder he went to Roppongi... The boy took out his phone, "Then I'll look for a hotel."

"No need for Chunjun to look, I know where it is!"

The girl's tone suddenly became cheerful, and she pointed in the direction from which the two people had come across the square.

There's one right next to Ebisu Station, only 500 meters away, and the reviews are pretty good.

Matsueda Jun was led by his girlfriend's hand toward the road they were turning back to. "Has Yuka even investigated this...?"

Tomatsu Yuka turned around, her smile like that of a well-dressed fox.

"When going out on a date, you definitely need to have a backup plan, right?"

Ten minutes later, the two entered the suite of the couples' hotel—while the boy was still closing the door and looking at his phone, the girl had already used both hands to take off his coat.

"So rushed?" Jun Matsueda's breathing became a little heavier.

Tomatsu, dressed in a white dress, moved with such urgency; the contrast was undeniably captivating.

"We need to hurry~" Tomatsu Yuka walked to the sofa by the wall. She put down the shawls and coats that she was holding for the two of them.

"I wanted to watch the Roppongi Lantern Festival with Junku. It's 3:40 now, so we only have about an hour left..."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and took off her knitted vest, her long, smooth black hair swaying with the movement.

Only a white dress remained. The girl turned around and looked at her boyfriend who was standing there.

"What are you waiting for, Jun-kun?" Tomatsu Yuka rolled her eyes at him reproachfully.

"Is one hour enough for you to have sex twice?"

Jun Matsue blinked, turned on the radiator on the wall, and deftly took off his long-sleeved shirt and trousers.

The girl pulled him to sit down on the edge of the bed—unlike in the movie theater, she was now in control.

Tomatsu Yuka stretched out her hands and gently and meticulously stroked the muscles of the man's upper body before kneeling in front of him and slowly and deliberately removing the four corners of her clothes—like a gourmet with a strong sense of ritual before enjoying a meal.

"Yuka, aren't you going to take your clothes off? They'll get dirty." Jun Matsueda looked at her, who was still wearing a white dress.

"It's alright." The girl glanced at the carpet beneath her. "The floor isn't very dirty."

"And wouldn't Tsunkun feel even better that way?"

"..." The boy looked at the girl in the white dress kneeling in front of him, "I was afraid I would get it dirty."

"It won't get dirty now," Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile, licking her lips. "I'll take it off later~"

As she spoke, she leaned forward, her delicate nose twitching slightly.

"Hmm... the flavor is quite strong."

“We just went to the bathroom after watching the movie…” Jun Matsueda took a light breath before he finished speaking.

The room fell silent. He tried to even out his breathing and looked up at the ceiling.