Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The girl, who had put on her coat, glared at him and tidied her bangs, which had been ruffled by the wind in the corridor.

"Haven't I already heard that?"

"..." Matsueda Jun finally noticed her adjusting her bangs—

Imokawa was wearing that sunflower hair clip today as well. The girl's bangs were shorter than usual, making her eyes more clearly exposed to the sunlight, like an innocent and ignorant young animal, which was especially endearing.

"Imokawa got a haircut?"

The girl who was fiddling with her bangs paused, her displeasure immediately vanished, and she lowered her hand and laughed.

"That's right, I got it cut on my mom's advice."

"She had been urging me to get my hair cut, saying it would look better that way."

Imokawa Natsumi squinted her eyes in the sunlight outside the corridor, her upturned lips touching her sweet dimples.

"Does Songzhi think so too?"

"It definitely looks much fresher," the boy answered honestly.

"Then I'm relieved~" The girl brushed her bangs aside again.

Sure enough, I am special in Songzhi's heart!

Chapter 798 She Made Shibuya Snow

The first period in the afternoon was physical education class. After the bell rang, Jun Matsue found the girl buying a drink next to the vending machine on the playground.

As Mochizuki Haruka took the sports drink out of the vending machine, she straightened up and glanced at the boy leaning against the machine with a smile.

"What?"

Jun Matsue glanced at her workout clothes and the flushed, hot face from exercising.

"It's getting cold, so remember to keep warm after exercising to avoid catching a cold or cough."

"..." Mochizuki Haruka, who was drinking her beverage with her head tilted back, glanced at him again, put down the bottle, and licked her moist lips.

"My body isn't that weak."

As the girl spoke, she looked up. The main group heading back to the classroom happened to pass by outside the playground. Tomatsu Yuka, huddled in her gym clothes, chatted and laughed with the girls as they passed by—it seemed that was the delicate and frail girl in her eyes.

The boy laughed again and reached out his hand to her.

"Give me a sip too."

Mochizuki Haruka handed him her drink, and the two of them lagged behind the main group, walking together toward the teaching building shrouded in gray clouds.

"Speak, what do you need me for?"

Jun Matsue wasn't surprised by the girl's understanding with him. He tightened the bottle and moved to the left to shield her from the wind.

"Kurasu asked me to go to Shibuya tonight; there's a promotional event for her new song there."

"Want to come along, Mochizuki?"

Mochizuki Haruka silently closed the distance between them with her steps, letting out an unpleasant hum.

"If I don't go, I'll have to stay home alone?"

The boy looked at her, his eyebrows drooping pitifully, immediately evoking sympathy.

"So please, don't make me make a choice..."

The girl turned her head away haughtily, blocking his view, and answered after a few seconds.

"Let Kurusu treat us to dinner! I can't let her make so much money off me for nothing!"

"Then I'll tell her."

Matsueda Jun obediently took out his phone and sent Kurusu a message saying, "I'm treating tonight, don't tell Mochizuki."

The half-empty bottle of sports drink was returned from the boy to the girl's small hand. After a class, she got into the Mochizuki family's car with the two of them and went back to the apartment together.

Pushing open the door to 507 and entering the living room, Jun Matsueda tilted his head back and drank the last sip of his beverage. He frowned slightly at the empty bottle in his hand and turned to look at the girl behind him.

Mochizuki Haruka let go of the cat in her arms, letting it fall to the floor. She closed the security door and met the boy's gaze.

"what?"

“When winter comes, your cups tend to smell a bit like lip balm,” Jun Matsueda said, shaking the bottle in his hand. “They taste a little strange.”

"I didn't ask you to drink it!"

The girl took the empty bottle from his hand and threw it into the trash can next to her, making a crisp sound as it hit the glass.

She took a step closer and looked at the trash can, her pretty, delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Did you drink last night?"

"I had a little to drink with dinner." The boy looked at the golden branch circling around him at his feet. "I'm not drunk."

Actually, when the two of them brought oden back late last night, he also drank a little with the idol. Fortunately, Kurusu was busy reading comments and didn't intend to get him drunk.

"I know." Mochizuki Haruka turned around and looked around the living room. The warm glow from the sofa last night had long since dissipated.

"If Matsueda were really drunk, how could Kurusu possibly let such an opportunity pass by?"

The lively cat quickly jumped onto the sofa and started stomping around. The girl put down her schoolbag, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out a long, lazy yawn.

What time are we going to Shibuya?

Jun Matsueda glanced at his phone. "The Kurusu Talk event starts at six o'clock."

"So what do we do now?"

He shooed the purring cat off the sofa, its paws outstretched. "Has Wangyue finished her homework for today?"

"..." Mochizuki Haruka looked reluctant as she picked up her schoolbag.

"Final exams are in two weeks, doesn't Wangyue want to make her aunt happy?"

That's when she became interested in learning. "I want Songzhi to hold me while I write."

"...Okay, that works too."

After spending an hour writing her exam paper while cuddling the soft, fragrant moon, the girl left the room first as the sky outside the window darkened.

"Are we getting ready to leave? I'm going back to change my clothes."

Watching her figure disappear outside the door, Jun Matsue exchanged a glance with the cat peeking out from the door frame, then took off his coat.

"It all smells like the moon..."

After spraying himself with some minty air freshener, the boy took a black jacket from the closet and put it on, thus completing his change of clothes.

After leaving the bedroom, Jun Matsuoka fed some cat food to Jinzhi, who was staring at him expectantly. He then turned on the lights and tidied up the living room before receiving a call from his idol.

"Songzhi! Have you set off yet?"

"I'm already changing my clothes." The boy standing by the sofa glanced at the sky outside the balcony; the clean night sky hung down as softly as gauze.

"Change clothes?" Kurusu Yosei's voice became slightly more turbulent. "You didn't do it as soon as you got home from school, did you?"

Jun Matsue looked at the reopened front door; Mochizuki was back.

"It's just that it's not very convenient to go out and play while wearing a school uniform."

"Really?" Miss Idol asked, still somewhat skeptical.

"Believe it or not!" Mochizuki Haruka answered for him.

"Call me when you get to Shibuya Station, and I'll come find you!"

"Okay." It seemed that Kurusu was still at the company. The boy hung up the phone and looked at the girl in front of him.

Although she harbored a competitive spirit towards Kurusu Yosei, Mochizuki's attire wasn't overly extravagant.

A dark gray coat covered the tiered skirt adorned with small silver crosses, revealing her calves encased in gray-blue tights, paired with a pair of slightly high-heeled, shiny black leather shoes…

"It's a very wintery outfit."

"Didn't you say you were cold?" The girl glared at him.

"Give me back the cat, it's time to get going."

Stepping out of the apartment and into the car, the streetlights flickered on behind the window—night had truly fallen in Tokyo.

A quiet vibration came from his pocket. The boy took out his phone; it was a message from his senior.

"By the time get out of class ends, it's already completely dark."

Yamami Maki sent me a picture, taken from a window overlooking the school sky. The dark night sky revealed the indoor light reflected on the glass, along with the girl's languid posture as she leaned on the table.

“Winter is coming.” Jun Matsuoka typed these words on the screen, his fingertips not cold.

"Yes, recently the ginkgo leaves in the school have started falling like crazy."

My senior sent me another photo. The windowpane was fogged up and a smiley face was drawn on it—behind the transparent smiley face were the golden ginkgo trees outside.

The boy looked at the dialog box which displayed "typing in progress" and then disappeared after a while.

In the brightly lit library, Yamami Maki hesitated for a moment before deleting the text from the input box on her phone.

Text about Yoshinka Kurusu.

"Study is over, time to go home~" she changed her words, adding an energetic emoji.

Are you working today?

Jun-kun replied quickly, which comforted the girl's slightly downcast mood.

"No work, just going home and making a warm dinner~"

After chatting with the boy for a couple more minutes, and then ending the conversation at just the right moment, Yamami Maki took a deep breath while looking out at the winter night sky, and got up to leave the library.

As she walked into the Minghe Valley Station at the school gate with her bag on her back, the display screens on both sides of the passageway lit up with static, and the girl slowed her pace.

Amidst the falling snow, Qi Yang's flawless face appeared on the screen. Her eyes, filled with sorrow, caused passersby to unconsciously stop in their tracks.

"It's okay, it's alright..."

Hold me tight right now—

"They said as long as I'm here, nothing else is needed—"

"Then kiss my lips—"

The mournful singing drew a few more people to stop and listen, but Yamami Maki turned her head away, lowered her eyes, and continued walking forward.

I feel a little nostalgic for the song that Tsunku sang to her.

The black sedan stopped in front of Shibuya Station. Jun Matsueda opened the car door and let the girl behind him feel the chill of the outside world.

"How about it?"

He took two steps forward and turned to face the clear, bright eyes inside the car.

"what--"

The boy opened his mouth, and the warm, moist breath he exhaled turned white and dissipated into the night sky.

"You can already puff out clouds of smoke," Jun Matsue said with a smile.

"……childish."

As Mochizuki Haruka said this, she got out of the car and gently exhaled, mimicking his gesture.

The girl blinked, watching the wispy white vapor rise into the sky and disappear in an instant.

All around was a vast and desolate clear night sky, covered with neon-lit skyscrapers, and the nearby intersection was filled with a constant stream of vehicles and people, making the air noisy.

She lowered her head slightly, and the boy's handsome face quickly came into focus again—he was looking at her with a gentle smile, and wisps of white mist were exhaling from his lips.

At this moment, the shape of happiness was crystal clear in Mochizuki Haruka's heart.

"It gets cold very quickly at night." Jun Matsue buttoned up her collar.

"You still have a scarf in your car, right? Do you want to wear it?"

The girl shook her head, leaned closer, and looked at him side by side.

"Where are the Laiqi people?"

Because of the happiness she felt at that moment, she could even calmly accept the prospect of seeing Yosei Kurusu's arrogant face.