Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"We'll see when the time comes." Taking the second segment of orange she offered, Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, since you've decided to continue living here, there are some things you'll need to be more careful about."

"Hmm?" The girl chewing on an orange blinked at him, tilting her head in a way that was as cute as her own parrot.

"I meant safety." The boy glanced back at the entrance.

"You can install an electronic doorbell, the kind with a camera and a monitor. There are now versions that don't require wiring, and they're very easy to install."

"An electronic doorbell?" Yami Maki asked thoughtfully.

"Will it be very expensive?"

Jun Matsueda laughed again, "It's alright, a little over ten thousand yen should be enough."

"And if you want to install it, you'll definitely have to contact the landlord. You can see if they can reimburse part of the cost."

"After all, you can't take the electronic doorbell with you when you move, so it's kind of left for the landlord, which is an advantage for her when renting out the apartment."

“That makes sense!” The girl nodded seriously. “I’ll ask about it later.”

"And there's the matter of NHK coming to the door." The boy picked up a piece of orange peel from the table and watched as the tender yellow chick excitedly chased after him to eat it.

"In Japan, there is an NHK Party, which is specifically opposed to NHK."

"If you search online, call them or send them an email, NHK Party stickers will be sent to you. Just put them on your door and you'll basically stop being harassed."

"There's such a thing?" Yami Maki's eyes lit up. "How interesting."

"Hmm, but besides NHK staff, there might also be salespeople and missionaries knocking on the door—"

Jun Matsue took out his phone, opened a browser, searched, and then showed it to the people around him.

The girl naturally leaned closer. "What's this?"

"It was also a sticker that roughly said that NHK, salespeople, and religious people would have to pay 5,000 yen to ring your doorbell, and you would also have to pay a certain amount for every minute they stayed at the door."

The boy held his phone in the same position, but stepped back slightly—the faint fragrance of the senior girl wafted over again.

"You can find this by searching 'entrance hall solutions' online. You can download the images and print them at a convenience store, which will save you some money."

"Okay!" Yamami Maki's bright eyes sparkled with a smile.

"As expected, I still have a lot to learn from Matsueda-san~"

“That’s not wrong,” Jun Matsue replied calmly.

"For example, when someone knocks on the door like before, you don't actually need to speak first. You can wait for the person outside to give their information."

“If they don’t say anything, you should just stay silent. They’ll think no one’s home and they’ll leave on their own.”

"That makes sense." The girl looked down and took out her phone. "Not speaking up first..."

"I'm going to write a note and put it on the door to remind myself!"

“And then there’s self-defense,” the boy continued. “You have a knife in your living room, so you don’t need to buy a baseball bat like I did—and your physique isn’t suitable for it.”

"If you're at home and you really need to open the door but aren't sure who the person outside is, just grab a knife."

"If you really feel something is wrong, then act decisively. Anyway, you're named Yamami, so don't be afraid if you stab the wrong person."

The senior student laughed out loud, and the parrot on the table looked up at her in confusion.

"Our family isn't like that... I don't think so, right?"

Junya Matsueda smiled and said, "When you're out, remember to buy a bottle of pepper spray and keep it in your bag. It's quite useful."

"Hmm..." Yamami Maki continued typing on her phone, "Are there any other things to note?"

"That's all for now." The boy popped a segment of orange into his mouth.

"In short, you have to be extra careful when living alone. There are many people who care about you."

"..." The girl looked at him, the tenderness in her eyes was obvious.

"How can I possibly thank Jun-kun for caring about me so much?"

"..." Jun Matsue averted his gaze and looked at the carefree cockatiel on the table.

"I forgot to bring that book, 'The Golden Demon,' today. Is that alright?"

His change of topic only made Yamami Maki's smile even more pronounced.

"Does Matsueda-san ever forget things?"

"Of course..." The boy blinked awkwardly.

Jun Matsue knew that saying this would be like leaving an excuse to continue meeting, but he really had forgotten about the book "The Golden Demon" on the bedside table in room 506.

"After all, I'm not an omniscient or omnipotent person."

"Really?" Yamami Maki's eyes were filled with the sweet scent of oranges.

Why does it seem like that in her eyes?

Chapter 783 Changing Names

The tangerines in the fruit basket were quickly emptied, and in their place were a few tangerine peels split open like flower petals on the table.

Jun Matsue watched as the pale yellow parrot hopped around the orange peel, pecking at it from left and right—the rosy cheeks on its face were the color of happiness.

"The kotatsu is indeed as comfortable as I imagined."

He shifted his legs, which were crossed underneath, and then reached out and brushed his hand across the table.

"However, I thought the desktop might get warm too, which is different from what I expected."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Yami Maki looked at him with a smile. "After all, there's a blanket between us, and the table isn't that good at conducting heat."

"Perhaps this happens after running at high power for a long time? But I haven't tried it."

"Actually, it feels most comfortable to stretch your legs out." The girl shifted under the table.

"Matsueda-kun, would you like to try lying down inside?"

"I'll pass." Jun Matsueda squeezed the blanket on his lap.

"Unlike my senior who's resting at home today, I came all the way from school—I was worried my socks would get smelly if I kept them in the oven for too long."

"Hahaha……"

Yamami Maki covered her mouth and laughed again. The cockatiel flew to her trembling shoulder and swayed its head happily, stepping on her white sweater.

"Is it that funny?" The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Haven't you tried it yet? Socks that have been soaked in sweat really smell bad if you dry them in a warm place for too long!"

"I know..." The girl, who was laughing while leaning on the table, looked up at him, her eyes full of lively emotions.

"I just didn't expect you to say something like that so casually, when your expression was so serious and handsome..."

Seeing her trembling eyebrows, Jun Matsueda's gaze softened unconsciously.

"Like when I just saw you pout?"

"Hmm~" Yamami Maki straightened up and rubbed Aoi's head on her shoulder.

"But the kotatsu really is as my senior said, once you've been in it for a while, you don't want to move..."

The boy struggled to get off the kotatsu. "It's almost time. I should go back."

"So fast?" The girl looked somewhat taken aback.

"Isn't it still early? I have a game console that Shin-chan left behind. Would you like to play it, Matsue-kun?"

"Let's call it a day." Jun Matsueda was determined to leave; he didn't want to give himself the chance to succumb to temptation.

"There are less than two months until the common exam, so I need to hurry up and study. I've even quit my part-time job."

“I see…” Yami Maki looked up at him and then got up from the kotatsu.

"Then I'll take you to the station."

"No need, it's so cold outside, and you've only just recovered from a cold."

"I want to go out too." The girl grabbed the chicken that had eaten and drunk its fill on the table and stuffed it into the birdcage on the stove.

"Just consider it an after-dinner walk, and dropping Songzhi off is just a side trip."

Jun Matsue turned around and glanced at his senior, who had closed the birdcage, with surprise. Maki Yamami smiled at him.

"Is it not allowed?"

This was something Xinjiang had reminded her about before—

"Since you want to spend more time with Songzhi, then take him to the station!"

"Songzhi said he doesn't need it? If he says he doesn't need it, are you going to just not send it?"

“Your legs are your own, Maki. If you want to go out, what can he do to stop you!”

The boy stopped in his tracks as he walked towards the entrance. "...Of course, then go put on a coat, senior."

"Pine Branch, wait a moment~" The girl walked towards the bedroom with light footsteps.

A few minutes later, she walked out of the bedroom and saw the boy in front of her bent over, silently staring at the parrot—making him appear somewhat dazed, which was unusual for him.

Maki Yamami took out her phone to take a picture of the scene, but Jun Matsueda had already turned his head to look at her.

"Have you changed your clothes?"

"Hmm!" The girl pursed her lips regretfully and walked to the boy's side.

She wrapped herself tightly in a long down jacket that covered her thighs—the zipper was zipped all the way up, making her look exceptionally warm and cozy.

"I originally wanted to wear a trench coat, but I felt that Songzhi would find it not warm enough, so I changed into a down jacket instead."

She unzipped her coat, opened it, revealing a pure white turtleneck sweater that had been hidden underneath, and the exquisite curves of her figure encased in the fitted sweater.

"I'm wearing the sweater underneath just fine too~"

“…Okay, sure.” Jun Matsueda’s expression was a little strange.

The way the senior student is holding her coat open makes her look a bit like an exhibitionist...

However, given her upbringing, she should have no idea about such things... He looked into the girl's innocent eyes and took out the key to the room from his pocket.

"This is the key I took that night, to lock the door for you. I'm returning it to you now, senior."

"Ah, I didn't even notice..." Yami Maki's small mouth opened into a round shape.

She glanced at the keys handed to her, then gently pushed them back.

"Why don't you just take it, Pine Branch? In case there's an emergency later, like if I have a bad cold and fever and can't open the door?"

"Anyway, it's a spare key~"

After glancing at the girl's hand that was touching his fingertips, Jun Matsueda thought for a moment and obediently put the key back in his pocket.

"Then I still hope I never have to use it."

"Time to go out."

He turned and walked towards the entrance, leaving the delicate, light, and warm touch in his hand behind.

It seems the senior student is dressed warmly enough.

Leaving the chirping parrot in the living room, the boy stepped into the hallway, watched as his senior locked the door, and the two walked down the stairs together.

As they left the apartment, the cold wind swept past them, and the boy and girl instinctively hunched their shoulders and exchanged glances.

"Are you cold, Matsueda-kun?" Yami Maki asked the boy without hesitation, opening her arms wide.

"I feel so warm... Shall I give you my coat?"

"If you're cold, you can come and hug me"—that's what the girl originally wanted to say.

However, she was afraid that the distance between the two of them, which they had worked so hard to close, would be pushed away again by her own initiative, so she changed to a less direct way of saying it.

"It's alright." Jun Matsueda tugged at his collar.

"I was wearing three layers, but my neck was exposed and it was a bit cold."

Yamami Maki smiled and looked at the road ahead of the two of them.

"Matsueda should wear a scarf too."