Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The girl's mouth bulged out like a plump goldfish. "Pine branch!"

"You're really making me angry!"

"I really didn't mean it..." The boy felt a little guilty for some reason—even though he was the one who was more in the right.

Natsumi Imokawa approached aggressively, her ample bosom radiating power.

"Then tell me! Can we not even be friends anymore?"

"No." Jun Matsueda answered without hesitation this time.

"So, will you still spend time with me from now on?"

“…Okay, but I’m not exactly always available.” He reconsidered his position.

"Besides, you're free now, but I still need to prepare for my exams."

“I swear to you, Pine Branch!” Natsumi Imokawa placed her two small hands on the boy’s knees.

"You swear—from now on you'll at least treat me as a good friend, and you're not allowed to deliberately distance yourself from me!"

"..." Jun Matsue hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I swear, I will continue to treat Imokawa as a friend and will never deliberately distance myself from her."

“They’re good friends!” the girl corrected.

“Good friend.” The boy nodded. “But I can’t go to your house alone like before.”

"Why!" Natsumi Imokawa frowned again.

"Now that I know you like me, it would be too ambiguous for me to go to your house alone."

"But that's not my home, it's just my studio!"

"That won't work either, unless I need to work, like doing voice-over work like last time."

"..." The girl pouted—she wasn't entirely satisfied, but she could only reluctantly accept it.

"Ok."

"Also, Imokawa needs to be careful too," Jun Matsueda added.

"Since we're going to be friends, don't try to please me or pursue me—that's not how friends should think."

Natsumi Imokawa looked away and made a muffled "hmm" sound.

She never said anything about being friends; she just said that Songzhi should at least treat her as a good friend!

"..." The boy shook his head, picked up the paper cup, and took a big gulp of water.

After talking to Imokawa for so long, his mouth was getting dry.

"That's fine then." Jun Matsueda turned his office chair around. "I hope Iokawa understands."

"Didn't you want to edit the photos? I also need to organize some files. Let's hurry up and make the most of our time; lunch break is short."

"Oh, oh~"

The girl stood up as she spoke, but didn't go back to her seat. She simply took off her coat, placed it on the back of the chair beside her, and sat down again.

"..." The boy turned his head to the side again, "What are you doing?"

"The water's too hot." Natsumi Imokawa fanned her cheeks, which were flushed with pink warmth.

"I'm so hot from drinking, so I'm taking off my jacket."

Although the girl wore more than just a shirt underneath, including a matching knitted vest, the absence of the outer garment made her exaggeratedly full and rounded chest even more noticeable.

The tall knitted vest looked much softer and warmer.

Jun Matsue took another sip of water. "Then why don't you go back and edit the photos?"

"It seems like Songzhi has a lot of work to do—"

Natsumi Imokawa patted the tall pile of papers in front of her and smiled at him.

"I'll help out, I have plenty of time right now~"

That's not what she just said... Although he thought this, the boy smiled.

"Then trouble you."

The girl proudly puffed out her heavy chest, "We're good friends, no need to be so polite!"

"Should we start as good friends...?" Jun Matsueda's expression turned helpless again.

"Anyway, let me teach you how to organize it first."

"This is a single-page notice; all we need to do is confirm the correct quantity."

"This is a standardized information booklet for parents. It needs to be bound later, so it has to be separated and placed alternately."

"This is the report card—no, I can handle this. Although Imokawa isn't a big mouth, everyone's report card still needs to be kept confidential."

"...Imokawa, don't lean on the table." The girl's chest was pressing down on the documents.

The lunch break continued, and the young men and women in the office sat together, organizing documents and chatting about trivial matters at school.

The water in the paper cup had long since cooled down, but the air around them remained warm.

Chapter 767 The Morning of Restart

Two days later, on Wednesday morning at seven o'clock, Jun Matsue woke up in his bedroom.

He stared blankly at the dim light on the ceiling for a while, then quickly realized that he wasn't the only one in bed.

The boy turned his head and looked at the girl's cool and pure sleeping face, which was right in front of him.

"..."

Jun Matsue turned around and looked at the ceiling, which had lit up a little more.

Two minutes later, he quietly slipped out of bed without disturbing Wang Yueyao, whose breathing was even.

He silently opened the wardrobe, took his uniform, left the room, and gently closed the bedroom door. Only then did the boy breathe a sigh of relief. He put on his shirt and trousers in the living room and went into the bathroom to wash up.

In fact, he didn't do anything with Mochizuki Haruka last night, and this wasn't the first time in the past two days that he had discovered the girl appearing in his bed in the early morning—

When he woke up the morning before yesterday, just like before, he suddenly found Miss Mochizuki curled up in his small bed.

He turned on the tap to rinse the foam from the sink, and just as Matsueda Jun picked up a wet towel to cover his face, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from the hallway next to him.

"Pine branch?" came the girl's sleepy voice.

"I'm here," the boy replied through the towel.

The clattering sound of slippers approached the bathroom, and when the towel was wrung out, Mochizuki Haruka, wearing a camisole nightgown, appeared beside him.

"Didn't I say that Songzhi would wake me up as soon as she got up...?"

The girl complained grumbling, then hugged her lover and nuzzled against him, the movement perfectly natural.

"There's no need. I can go back to bed later and wake you up."

The boy rubbed her fair face pressed against his, and then helped her lift the strap of her camisole that had slipped off her left shoulder.

"Wangyue should sleep a little longer."

"...No!" The sleepy young lady hesitated for a moment before speaking.

With one arm around the boy, Mochizuki Haruka picked up her toothbrush from the sink shelf with the other—she had left it there a couple of days ago.

"I want to wake up with Songzhi!"

"..." Matsueda Jun looked at her, his defeated gaze filled with helplessness and sweetness.

"Then I'll wake you up later. If you can't wake up, that's fine—we can get up together on the weekend."

The girl nodded in satisfaction, released her grip on the boy, and squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush.

"Pine Branch, go make breakfast!"

Twenty minutes later, Jun Matsue came out of the kitchen and brought two plates of sandwiches to the table.

Mochizuki Haruka had just returned to the living room from the entrance hall. She was carrying a complete uniform, and while the boy was pouring milk, she took off her pajamas and put on the uniform right there in the living room.

Jun Matsue sat down at the dining table and watched as the girl first lifted her leg to put on stockings, then bent down to lift her pleated skirt.

"..."

After putting on her uniform, Mochizuki Haruka casually straightened the hem of her shirt, patted her jacket, and stretched her cuffs with her small hands before walking towards the dining table.

The boy pushed the glass of hot milk in front of the girl, watched her take a sip, and then pulled out a chair to sit down.

"So, how did Mochizuki end up in my bed again?"

Mochizuki Haruka took a bite of the hot sandwich, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.

"You got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, probably went into the wrong room~"

"..." The same reason as the morning before yesterday.

Jun Matsue turned his head and glanced at the entrance hall; the sturdy metal door was closed properly.

"Was it the wrong room—walking down the hallway, opening and closing the security door, and then precisely entering my bedroom?"

"Really..." the girl mumbled, chewing on her sandwich.

"I was still half asleep when I walked over here."

The boy ate a little faster than her. "That so-called woman's sixth sense?"

"It's my gut feeling!"

Mochizuki Haruka corrected him, and Matsueda Jun smiled.

Whether the girl's "nighttime navigation" was intentional or instinctive, it didn't matter to him.

When her aunt was still recovering, Wangyue's sleep was always quite restless—she would often wake the boys up in the middle of the night to tell them fairy tales. Now, she can just snuggle under the covers, which is already a great comfort for her.

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, "When you were sleeping at the manor, did you often go to your aunt's room?"

Mochizuki looked up at him, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed, like a hamster.

“It’s much more comfortable for your aunt to hold you than for you to hold me.”

The boy's smile softened even more. "Enjoy your breakfast."

Perhaps it was because she was awakened by nightmares so many times that her memories of the night were not pleasant, which is why the girl liked to snuggle into the bed of someone close to her.

Jun Matsue finished his slightly larger sandwich first, resting his chin on his hand on the table, and silently gazing at the elegantly chewing girl.

"In that case, how about we connect our two balconies together, like we did before?"

He suddenly remembered this, "If you visit other people's homes at night, even if you only stay in the hallway for a short while, there are still security risks, right?"

"And if you're not paying attention, it's easy for problems to arise if you forget to lock one of the doors."

Just as Mochizuki Haruka was about to speak after putting down her glass, a sudden sound of a door opening intruded into their space.

Yosei Kurusu walked out of the bedroom, still half asleep. One corner of her wide, long sleeves slipped down, revealing one of her fair, square shoulders.

The girl looked down and rubbed her eyes. "...What's connected together?"

"Connect the two balconies together." Mochizuki Haruka continued eating her sandwich, not even glancing at the idol.

"Songzhi said this would make it easier for me to visit other people's homes."

"Visiting neighbors?" Kurusu Yosei suddenly snapped out of her daze and looked up at the dining table.

"Why did you come all this way so early in the morning again?!"

“It’s ‘a whole night.’” The girl turned her head and earnestly corrected her.

Jun Matsueda looked at the idol girl; the loose hem of her T-shirt covered her thighs, revealing only her two smooth, long legs.

"Kurasu's sandwich is in the pot, it should still be hot."

"Okay~" Kurusu Yosei smiled sweetly at the boy, then frowned and glared at the girl opposite him.

"You are not allowed to connect the balconies together!"

"This is unauthorized modification, an invasion of my privacy and living space!"

"...How could you say something like that?" Mochizuki Haruka glanced at her again.