Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Jun Matsue didn't expect Mochizuki to suddenly ask about his senior.

"...It's already spread?"

"No, not at all." Mochizuki Haruka shook her head.

"The younger generation of the Yami family doesn't attend many banquets to begin with, and Yami Maki is one of the less noticeable ones, so probably not many people would pay attention to this."

How could a senior student be "unremarkable"... the boy thought to himself.

"It's just that my aunt is more concerned about it." The girl looked up.

"So, Yamami Maki is still drifting around outside?"

"..." Jun Matsueda adjusted his expression.

"Actually, I'm going to deal with my senior's matter tomorrow."

Mochizuki Haruka stared at him for a while.

The girl suddenly smiled, the curve of her lips both sweet and mischievous.

"The men of the Mochizuki family have run off with the daughter of the Yamami family—those old-fashioned guys will surely have interesting expressions when they hear about this, won't they?"

Chapter 820 A Handsome Young Man Arrives at the Imperial Tea House

The next day, December 24th.

After having lunch near Hamadayama Station, Jun Matsueda and Tomatsu took a walk together to the Zenpukuji River and escorted the girl home.

They embraced deeply in the shadow of the riverside apartment building, and the boy gently kissed his sweetheart's cheek.

"Is Auntie back this afternoon?"

"Hmm." Tomatsu Yuka nodded happily.

"Mom said she'd take me shopping this afternoon, and then we'd go home and decorate for Christmas—she even bought a little Christmas tree, saying it would be delivered before dinner."

Jun Matsue loosened his embrace. "Looks like it's going to be a very pleasant Christmas Eve."

"Tsun-kun too." Before turning around, the girl winked mischievously.

Have fun tomorrow!

The boy smiled helplessly and waved goodbye to her.

Watching Tomatsu disappear into the apartment lobby, Jun Matsueda turned around and quickened his pace as he retraced his steps.

The shop windows on the street were covered with advertisements and decorations for Christmas activities, creating a strong festive atmosphere—but the boy, who was destined to be busy tomorrow, was relatively free today.

Kurusu went to work, and Mochizuki went home in the morning to prepare for Christmas with his aunt, so he was able to go to Tomatsu's house for a study session (date) in the morning.

As for the afternoon... the boy shifted his gaze from the distant station and looked down at his phone.

He ate lunch quite early today, and it's not even noon yet—there are still about three hours until his meeting with his senior.

However, Jun Matsue had no intention of going home after entering the station. He carried his bag through the entrance and glanced at the time on the map navigation.

It only takes 15 minutes to get to Kichijoji now, but it takes 40 minutes to get to Myoga Valley from Kichijoji?

However, it wasn't too late... The boy boarded the Inokashira Line train and casually sat down in a corner of the carriage, amidst the women's amazed gazes.

Myoga Valley Station is right in front of Ochanomizu University. It takes about an hour to get to Ochanomizu from Hamadayama via Kichijoji. You should be able to catch your senior's first class at 1:10 pm.

—Yes, although he had arranged to meet Yamami Maki at the school gate at 3 p.m., Matsueda Jun did not plan to arrive at Ochanomizu at 3 p.m. sharp.

The train doors closed, a pleasant announcement sounded, and the boy watched as the empty gray platform outside the train window began to move, transforming into white buildings bathed in sunlight.

He had witnessed most of these aspects of his senior's life, from her daily work, shopping, cooking, to illnesses and other emergencies.

The only thing that needs to be added is her life in college.

Jun Matsueda looked at the time displayed above the car door.

12:02.

Before discussing New Year's plans with my senior, I must first observe her life thoroughly and understand her current situation.

At 1:01 PM, Jun Matsueda put his uniform bag and gift bag into the station's locker and walked towards Ochanomizu University, which was not far away, into the sunlight on the street.

Ochanomizu University and its affiliated kindergarten, junior high school, and high school are located in the same area. However, it was close to Christmas, and only the university was still holding classes, so the boys were naturally stopped when they entered through the main gate.

Perhaps because he didn't look suspicious at all, the middle-aged man in the security uniform spoke in a kind tone.

"Hello, visitors are requested to register their identity information first."

"Okay." Jun Matsue smiled politely and took out his student ID card, which he had prepared in advance, from his pocket.

"I am a student at Haneoka High School in Mitaka City. I am here today to visit a senior student who is studying at your school."

The man who was taking notes nodded. "Could you provide this student's identification information?"

After reporting his name, major, and year of study, Matsueda Jun watched as the security guard went into the guard booth, looked at the computer, and then leaned out to give him an "OK" sign.

Nodding his thanks, the boy continued walking, and thus smoothly entered the Ochanomizu University campus.

Fortunately, the visit process was no different from that on the official website...

Universities in Tokyo are generally open to the public, so it's only because he's a male student who came to an all-girls school that he was subjected to such a serious review.

As he walked through the avenue lined with high school and elementary school campuses, declining the invitations of enthusiastic female college students to be his guide, Jun Matsueda glanced at the time on his phone.

One o'clock and nine...

He looked up and saw a long and wide elegant building at the end of the avenue. The figures of the students disappeared around the building at both ends, mostly walking in a hurry.

The boy looked at the ginkgo trees on both sides of the road, their leaves all fallen and yellow—according to the map on the Ochanomizu University website, the building in front of him was indeed the main building and auditorium of the university.

Although Jun Matsueda had never been to the Ochanomizu University campus before, he could memorize a map with just one glance.

What's more, the senior had sent him quite a few photos of the campus during their previous chats...

Although, judging by her personality, the senior should already be sitting in the classroom, the Faculty of Humanities and Education building was right behind the main building—just in case, the boy slowed down and continued forward, observing the figures around him.

At 1:12, there were far fewer people on the street. Jun Matsueda followed him into Building 1 of the Faculty of Education and Literature and stepped onto the empty staircase.

According to the class schedule that the senior student had sent him before, her first class on Wednesday afternoon, "The History of Human Formation," was in classroom 307 on the third floor.

As the boy stepped into the third-floor corridor, his pocket vibrated, and he took out his phone.

It wasn't the aloof black cat that had bothered him out of boredom on the road, but a parrot head with two rosy cheeks.

Yamami Maki sent me a photo of textbooks, coffee, and pens on a classroom desk, along with sunlight that had partially covered the desk.

"Afternoon classes are starting!"

"After the two classes are over, I'll go to the professor to pick up the project assignment, and then I can go find Matsueda-kun~"

Jun Matsueda glanced at the classroom with its door tightly shut not far away, then looked down to reply to the message.

"Okay, senior, no need to rush. We can meet at three o'clock."

The girl only sent a chick nodding emoji, indicating she was focused on the lesson. The boy continued forward and quickly found the classroom marked "307".

He slowed his pace, hugging the wall as he approached the back door of the classroom. The faint sound of the lecture drifted through the crack in the door along with the warmth of the heater.

"Therefore, the various social and psychological characteristics of humankind began to take shape long before the agricultural era..."

Jun Matsueda pressed his cheek against the side of the small window in the door, cautiously peering into the classroom—

On the podium, a teacher was showing slides, and the topic had expanded to the relationship between the human gene for gluttony and the hunting and gathering behavior of our ancestors. The boy casually jotted down the points in his mind while subtly shifting his body to adjust his perspective.

He quickly spotted Yamami Maki.

The girl sat in a row by the window, neither too far forward nor too far back, taking notes with her head down, occasionally glancing up at the teacher who was asking questions, looking like she was listening attentively.

Unless he turned around, the senior student definitely wouldn't be able to see him, so Matsueda Jun leaned against the door with peace of mind and observed the girl.

The senior student always seemed to sit by the window... He recalled the photos he had seen before.

There's nothing wrong with liking sunshine; it's perfectly in line with her personality—she neither slacks off in the back nor actively interacts with the teacher in the front.

Speaking of which, although I watched my senior go from high school to university, apart from the competition tutoring at that time, it seems that this is the first time I have seen her in the classroom.

Jun Matsue's gaze fell on the girl's profile by the window—watching her trembling eyelashes, her swaying pen, and the tips of her hair that radiated joy in the sunlight as she lowered her head to pick up her coffee.

As she picked up the pen again and twirled it between her fingers, the boy leaning against the door couldn't help but blink.

While Yamami Maki's pen-twirling motion was stylish, it didn't quite match her dignified demeanor.

Because that was something the senior had learned from him when they were dating, using a coquettish manner.

"..."

When the bell rang abruptly in the classroom, Yamami Maki, who was looking at the podium, blinked and let out a soft breath.

"Let's stop here for now." The female teacher on the stage took a sip of water.

"Ten-minute break. We'll finish this lesson in the next class, followed by group discussion and presentations."

Watching the teacher walk off the podium, the girl by the window finally relaxed her straight back. She drank the last sip of coffee on the table, then stood up with the empty cup.

"Maki, have you heard? A super handsome guy appeared at school!"

Yamami Maki threw the empty cup in her hand into the trash can and looked at the girl playing a game next to her.

"What handsome guy? The new professor?"

"No, no." Kuroba Shin put her phone in her pocket and yawned while leaning against the wall.

"Someone saw him on the street, probably someone's boyfriend, coming in to show off their love?"

"I saw he was alone! It's a pity he walked so fast, I didn't get his contact information~" A stranger who passed by the two of them chimed in with a smile.

"Ideally, he or she would be the older or younger brother of a female student in high school. Does anyone know someone who could introduce me?"

The unfamiliar senior walked away, dragging out her words. Yamami Maki smiled helplessly—girls at the girls' school were always so bold and unrestrained.

The girls were standing by the trash cans at the entrance of the building. It was during get out of class break, and people were coming and going in the hallway. They were not the only ones chatting like this.

"Infatuated..." Hei Yuxin curled her lip. "Aren't all men the same?"

The girl pushed her to the other side of the corridor, saying, "That's because Kokoro-chan has face blindness."

"I'm not face-blind! Face-blind people can't remember faces!" the loli-sized girl retorted indignantly.

"And I can remember everyone's face clearly, including the person who just passed by!"

"Yes, yes~" Yamami Maki said as if she were coaxing a child, "Didn't Kokoro say she was going to buy pudding? I'll go with you."

"If you go too late, the vending machine might be out of pudding, you know?"

A few minutes later, the girl returned to the classroom alone. She took out her thermos from her bag, took a sip of water, and washed away the sweetness on her tongue.

Kokoro has an elective game culture class on Wednesday afternoons, which is also in this building. So, Yamami Maki would often go out to chat with her during breaks, which was also a way for her to relax.

The teacher hadn't returned yet, and there was some faint noise in the classroom. The girl sitting by the window blinked—she heard others talking about the "super handsome guy" that Kokoro had mentioned.

Could it be Tsunuk...? This thought suddenly popped into Yamami Maki's mind.

She took out her phone, glanced at the time, and quickly shook her head.

It's not even two o'clock yet, and I can't see him while I'm in class, so there's no point in Tsun-kun coming early...

This idea that "I am not worth waiting for" seems somewhat humble, but the girl certainly doesn't care—she just looks down at her clothes and takes out a small round mirror for makeup from her bag.

"My hair gets oily as soon as class starts..." Yami Maki pouted at herself in the mirror.

Should I take the opportunity to put on some makeup before meeting Tsunkun?

The school bell interrupted her thoughts. The girl watched as the female teacher followed the last students into the classroom and casually closed the door.

"I overheard you all talking about some mysterious handsome guy on the way here," the teacher said as she walked up to the podium.

"It makes me feel like I've returned to a matriarchal society where everyone chooses their ideal spouse."

Laughter erupted in the classroom, and Yamami Maki smiled along with it.

"However, what many people may not know is that human aesthetics were actually established before agricultural civilization—" The woman on the podium began her lecture naturally.

"For example, a healthy and radiant complexion indicates adequate nutrition, a normal digestive system, and a low probability of parasite infection..."

The girl by the window picked up her pen again and settled into her studies. As she listened, she seemed to sense something, suddenly turning her head and looking towards the back door of the classroom with a puzzled expression—

There was nothing outside the door, only a slight tremor, as if shaken by the wind.

The second period ended at 2:40 p.m. - After the bell rang, Yamami Maki quickly packed her things and walked straight out of the classroom.