Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"That's definitely not very safe."

"So, can we go buy lunch now?" Mochizuki Haruka asked impatiently, standing in front of the two of them.

"I'm hungry."

So Jun Matsue followed the girls out of the classroom again—the main group heading to the cafeteria had already set off, and the three of them were headed to the convenience store downstairs.

Mochizuki Haruka, standing on the stairs, turned her head and glanced at the boy behind her.

"If Songzhi needs to look up any information, why don't you just come to me directly?"

"I found it, didn't I?" Jun Matsue smiled. "If I hadn't found it, I would have asked you for help again."

Tomatsu Tomoka, who was standing next to Mochizuki Haruka, did not turn around, but stared at the steps under her feet and asked.

"Chun-kun said they were outsourced, so how did they verify their identity information?"

“You can check out outsourcing too.” The boy took out his phone again.

"Their employee badges have their employee number, name, the name of the outsourcing company, and website address written on them."

"With these, you can check whether the company name, number, and official website address match by visiting the [Japan National Tax Service Corporate Number Disclosure Website]."

"Now that the match is confirmed, we can continue to verify the identity information using the contact number provided on the official website—"

"Just say, 'I've encountered a suspicious person impersonating your company's employee,' and they will naturally be willing to check the employee information for you."

"Fortunately, the identity was verified." Jun Matsueda casually forwarded the information on the screen to his senior.

"Otherwise, we'll have to call the police and consider having my senior move."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Tomatsu Yuka walked out of the stairwell and clapped her hands.

"Sycophant..." Mochizuki Haruka, who was a step behind her, rolled her eyes and turned around to wait for the boy to stand next to her.

"The fact that they were willing to let you take a picture of their employee ID shows that they're not suspicious people, right?"

“I didn’t take any pictures.” Jun Matsue tapped his head.

"I've memorized them all."

Then another girl's reluctant applause rang out from the stairwell.

"Being smart makes all the difference."

"I actually feel like my brain isn't working as well as it used to." The boy walked towards the convenience store at the end of the corridor.

"I don't know if it's because I've written down too much, but it seems more difficult to sort through things than before."

“That’s normal,” Tomatsu Yuka replied with a smile as she caught up with him.

"If Tsun-kun's memory stays as good as a computer, I'm afraid some weirdo might come knocking on your door one day and pry open your skull to study you~"

“I feel like you’re more likely to do that.” Mochizuki Haruka, walking on the other side of the boy, glanced at her.

"If there were a button that could tell what a pine branch was thinking, you would definitely press it without hesitation."

The girl smiled shyly.

That was me before~

After buying four loaves of bread, a bottle of matcha, a bottle of hot cocoa, and a bottle of milk at the convenience store, Jun Matsue returned to the fourth floor with the girls carrying plastic bags. It seemed as if there was an extra figure in the deserted corridor.

As the three approached, they realized it was Natsumi Imokawa, who was guarding the back door of Class 3-6.

"..." The two girls turned around and looked at the boy walking behind them at the same time.

"Don't look at me like that." Jun Matsue stopped in his tracks, the bag in his hand swaying with inertia.

"I've already talked to Imokawa. We have a completely innocent relationship right now, there's nothing ambiguous about it."

"I don't think she thinks that way." Mochizuki Haruka snorted loudly and strode into the classroom.

Tomatsu Yuka smiled considerately.

"Since Jun-kun said so, then Imokawa-kun must have something important to discuss with you."

She walked up to the boy and took the plastic bag containing the three people's lunch from his hand.

"Don't take too long, or the milk will get cold!"

The girl, carrying a plastic bag, passed by Natsumi Imokawa and entered the classroom through the back door. Jun Matsueda blinked and met the gaze of someone who was "waiting for the rabbit to come to the tree stump".

"Matsue's back?" Natsumi Imokawa walked briskly up to him.

"Didn't you go to the cafeteria? I thought you wouldn't be back for a while."

"I didn't go." Jun Matsue looked into her bright eyes.

"Since Imokawa thinks I won't be back for a while, why are you waiting here?"

The girl blinked pitifully, "I'm afraid you'll be taken away by Tomatsu and the others as soon as you come back."

"..." The boy looked up and glanced into the classroom.

The girls returned to their seats with their bread. Mochizuki had already started eating, and Tomatsu seemed to be waiting for him.

"So, what does Imokawa want with me?"

“It’s what Yang Shi-san told me before…” Imokawa Natsumi looked around warily, as if afraid someone was eavesdropping.

She leaned closer and whispered to the person in front of her.

"She wants me to film a bonus music video for her new song!"

“I see…” Jun Matsue nodded, not surprised. “Kurasu told me about it a few days ago.”

"She told you?" The girl's expression was like that of a child whose prank had backfired.

"I was hoping to surprise Songzhi..."

The boy smiled. "So what does this have to do with me? You're not going to ask me to be an actor again, are you?"

“No, that’s not it—” Natsumi Imokawa waved her hand, then corrected herself.

"It's not time to consider actors yet!"

"Yang Shisang said he wanted to talk to me first about his ideas for the bonus music video, and also to exchange ideas with the filming team..."

"Matsueda knows, I'm not very good at this kind of thing—"

As she spoke, she tilted her head up and looked at the boy with expectant eyes.

"So, can you come with me to see her?"

Jun Matsuoka and she stared at each other for a while, but in the end, he neither nodded nor shook his head.

"Theoretically speaking, there shouldn't be any problem, but I need to ask Kurusu first."

“Okay!” Imokawa Natsumi nodded vigorously, her bulging coat collar swaying as she did so.

"Remember to ask about the pine branch soon, and tell me the result as soon as possible, okay?"

"I understand." Jun Matsueda glanced at his phone. "I'll ask him when I get home tonight."

"I'm fine!" The girl waved to him and walked towards her classroom.

"Speaking of which," the boy looked up and called out to her, "why didn't you just ask me about this on your phone?"

"Didn't Songzhi ask Yang Shisang on the phone either?"

Natsumi Imokawa turned around, her innocent eyes like those of an innocent puppy.

"Besides, I just want to see Songzhi more often, is that not allowed?"

The girl's honesty left Jun Matsue speechless.

Chapter 775 The extra time was still given to them.

After the school bell rang in the afternoon, the classroom of Class 6, Grade 3 became chaotic, just like the lawn outside the window where fallen leaves were dancing.

Because of the missed class time due to the typhoon holiday, Haneoka High School has a full-day school week this Saturday, making the third-year students even more tired after school.

Fewer girls were talking about singing and shopping, but more were making plans to eat desserts and buy clothes together. Jun Matsueda listened to the chattering in the back row, deftly packing his bag.

Tomatsu Yuka, with her long black hair, walked up to him, bringing with her a delicate floral fragrance.

"Will Chun-kun come to my house to study again tomorrow?"

"Go ahead and study." The boy put his phone in his pocket and glanced at the girl standing by the window.

Mochizuki Haruka was also packing her schoolbag with her head down, so it seemed she had no objection to his Sunday schedule.

"I usually go to your house to study on Sundays, why are you asking again today?"

"..." Tomatsu Yuka tilted her head with a smile.

"Now that things have changed, I'm wondering if our plans will also need to change."

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, "I guess it will remain the same until the common exam."

Although he does have a lot of time for exercise on Sundays, he also genuinely spends time studying with Tomatsu—now that he has quit his part-time job at the literary museum, he should dedicate his extra time to studying.

After all, desires can be expressed, but they cannot be indulged; one must learn to control them.

And even if he really wanted to vent, Tomatsu might not be able to withstand it...

"Okay, see you tomorrow." The innocent-looking girl licked her lips coquettishly, returned to her seat, and picked up her uniform bag.

"I'll be going now, take care on your way, Jun-kun~"

"See you tomorrow." The boy waved and watched her long, straight, smooth black hair disappear through the door.

Turning around, another girl's slightly wavy, long, glossy black hair swayed beside him—

Mochizuki Haruka, carrying her bag in one hand, covered her mouth and yawned.

How do we get back?

Jun Matsueda thought for a moment, "Is Mochizuki's bicycle still at the apartment?"

The girl nodded. "How about Songzhi gives me a ride on his bike?"

"Aren't you in good health? Just let me down when you see the police in the distance."

The boy fastened his backpack, "Even if I'm physically strong, I can't see a thousand miles..."

The haughty young lady gracefully raised her chin.

Anyway, I'm going to ride back in your car.

A few minutes later, the bicycle carrying the two people slowly turned at the intersection outside the school gate. After confirming that there were no police officers ahead, it sped up and headed towards the apartment.

The wind whistled past his ears, but Jun Matsuoka didn't ride too fast. He stopped at the next traffic light and turned to look at the girl behind him.

"Aren't you cold?"

"It's alright." Mochizuki Haruka looked up at him with her small face.

The girl was already wearing a black and white checkered scarf. To protect herself from the wind, her long, soft hair was wrapped inside the scarf, making her look like some kind of cute, furry animal.

She didn't choose the ladylike posture of sitting sideways, but instead straddled the boy's back—in many ways, the girl was completely without the airs of a young lady.

Jun Matsue smiled. "If you're cold, just lie on my back."

"Oh." Mochizuki Haruka nodded gently, and hugged his waist as the boy started to move again, pressing her face against his broad back.

The firm yet warm touch pressed against her cheek, and the girl rubbed it vigorously a few times, seemingly enjoying the feeling.

"It is indeed quite warm."

The boy looked at the road in front of him with a smile. "Wangyue, did you sleep in late again yesterday? You looked sleepy at school today."

"Pretty much." The girl yawned against his back. "My aunt kept asking me all sorts of questions, and before I knew it, I was up late."

Jun Matsueda gripped the handlebars. "What did you ask?"

Mochizuki Haruka opened her small mouth again and gently bit the spot where she had just yawned.

I won't tell you~

Her aunt was very anxious about her love life and asked a bunch of random questions, which annoyed the girl a bit last night.

Forget about who's older or younger, family status, don't let Songzhi get too arrogant...

There are also many questions about exercise—such as taking the initiative in bed, not letting the pine branch control you, remembering to give him some sweetness, but not letting him get tired of it...