Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Then I'll go register first." The boy waved his hand and started walking without waiting for her response.

"Oh……"

The girl turned her head and watched him walk away. Only after his tall figure disappeared at the door of the computer room did she continue walking towards the stairwell.

Clutching the book to her chest, Natsumi Imokawa lowered her head and complained softly.

"They'll just chat for a couple of minutes and then run off..."

Entering the noisy computer room, Jun Matsue quickly found Tomatsu Yuka, who had raised her hand to signal him, and sat down at the computer next to her.

"How is it? Did you encounter any problems?"

"The process is the same as what Kominato-sensei said." The girl leaned closer, pressing her body against his arm.

"Open the website, click 'Register', and then follow the prompts step by step."

"Then there's no problem. Yuka just needs to fill out her own form. You don't need to worry about me."

The male student simply checked off each prompt and proceeded directly to the step of uploading his personal photo.

Click the upload button, find the folder on the desktop labeled "Class 3-6", where all the ID photos of the class are located.

Before selecting his own photo, Jun Matsue remembered something and quickly found Haruka Mochizuki's delicate face among a series of ordinary headshots.

He opened the photo and stared at the aloof girl on the screen for a moment—compared to the Mochizuki Haruka he had met today, she seemed much more approachable in the ID photo.

Shaking his head, the boy closed the photo, uploaded the image of himself with a warm and cheerful smile to the registration page, and then turned to look to the side.

Tomatsu Tomoka was also uploading photos. Her computer seemed a bit slow, and it took two seconds for Matsueda Jun to see the girl with a gentle smile on her lips on the screen.

"The ID photo looks just as good." He nodded in satisfaction.

"This was taken last year, right?" Tomatsu Yuka herself, sitting in front of the computer, smiled. "Everyone says I'm even more beautiful now."

"I think it's all thanks to Tsunkun~"

After selecting the exam subjects with the girl and checking the box that Ms. Kominato had repeatedly emphasized, "Provide the registration information to the school you are currently attending," Jun Matsueda pressed the "OK" button on the submission screen and stretched in relaxation.

"Is this alright?"

"Have Matsue and Yuka already registered?" Kominato Shoko walked up behind the two of them. "Then go and check on the others for me. Call me if you can't solve any problems."

“Okay.” The boy and Tomatsu Yuka stood up together. “Then I’ll take care of the boys, and Yuka will take care of the girls.”

"No problem~"

Jun Matsueda walked past the seated students and quickly noticed Haruka Mochizuki sitting in the back—the girl was clicking the mouse in front of the screen, with the boisterous and gyaru Rion sitting next to her.

The boy thought for a moment and walked towards the two of them, but before he got close, the girl who was sitting upright stood up from her seat, as if she had already finished registering.

Pushing the chair back to its original position, Wang Yueyao turned around and saw a tall, handsome young man with gentle features.

"Has Mochizuki already registered?" Matsueda Jun asked with concern. "Do you need me to confirm for you?"

The girl blinked, but didn't say anything. She just pursed her lips and walked straight past the boy.

Hearing the unwavering footsteps behind him recede into the distance, the boy turned around. Mochizuki Haruka's black-haired figure had already disappeared at the entrance of the computer room.

"..." He turned his head to look at the sky outside the classroom window.

Dark clouds on the distant horizon were approaching the city. Although the wind and rain were not visible, the spreading leaden gray still instilled a sense of dread.

More than the howling typhoon, what Jun Matsueda didn't want to see was the iron curtain lowered by the girl.

Chapter 718 The Women Before the Typhoon

September 24th, Wednesday.

At 3:40 p.m., Jun Matsue locked the window on the outside of the classroom and turned to look at the girl behind him.

"Is this okay?"

Tomatsu Tomori nodded. "Ms. Kominato said we don't need to lock the door, we can just leave."

"The school union will come to reinforce the windows later."

The coolness of the rain touched his fingertips through the glass. The boy released his hand from the window and walked towards his uniform bag on the table.

"Let's go then."

Two sets of footsteps walked out of the teaching building, close together. Jun Matsue opened his umbrella, and the girl beside him naturally took his arm.

Feeling the firm, warm body of her beloved, Tomatsu Yuka lowered her head, watching the ripples left by the tips of her shoes in the shallow puddle.

A gust of wind lifted the plaid skirt of her uniform, and a noticeable coolness rose from the fair skin above her calves and socks. The girl held down the hem of her skirt with one hand and leaned even closer to the boy.

"The temperature seems to be dropping really fast."

"After all, a typhoon is coming." Jun Matsue looked at the sparse rain lines outside the umbrella eaves.

The 19th typhoon of the year is going to pass through Tokyo tomorrow, so after school today, the two class leaders are going to lead a big clean-up to prepare for the typhoon and the upcoming holiday.

“Mom has already gone home.” Tomatsu Yuka took her phone out of the pocket of her skirt. “She told me to go home early so we can go grocery shopping together.”

"Maybe he's worried you'll be out on a date and won't come home."

She chuckled softly twice, then linked arms with her lover and walked out of the school gate.

Jun Matsue walked onto the sidewalk and switched sides with the girl, shielding her from the car spray that might splash onto her skirt.

"So, does your mother know that we're dating?"

"Hmm..." Tomatsu Yuka pondered, staring at the damp brick surface beneath her feet, "She should know, right?"

"After all, I've tried on clothes and put on makeup in front of my mom several times before going out, so she can definitely tell that I'm going on a date."

"—And she definitely knows that I only date Tsunku!"

Her serious tone made the boy laugh. They heard the sound of a car approaching from behind, and the two moved closer to the wall.

"But is this okay?" Jun Matsue asked in a more serious tone, "She doesn't support you dating me, does she?"

Having witnessed Mochizuki Haruka's ruthless iron wall yesterday, he thought of this issue again.

The girl under the umbrella blinked and looked up at the station faintly visible at the end of the road.

“My mother did not approve of it before, but every time she asked me about school when we ate at home, I would mention Tsunkun.”

"She probably doesn't care anymore by now."

"Don't you care?" The boy gripped the umbrella handle tightly. "What if our secret gets exposed?"

“Then let’s not expose ourselves,” Tomatsu Yuka said without hesitation.

"Tsun-kun and I are both naughty kids who love acting. Can't we even be a devoted couple in front of our mothers?"

"And what is Jun-kun worried about?" She lightly jumped over the puddle in front of her, her posture playful.

"I'm not like Yamami-senpai, would I break up with you just because my family is angry?"

"..." Matsueda Jun could only smile helplessly as he and the girl stepped onto the wet steps in front of Kugayama Station.

Tomatsu Yuka stopped at the fork in the road in the station passage and looked at the boy next to her who was folding up his umbrella.

"Tsun-kun isn't riding in the same car as me today, right?"

“I have to go to my senior’s place.” The boy nodded. “Her old apartment is right next to the Kanda River, which is a bit dangerous during typhoons.”

The girl still had a smile on her face. "Remember to remind her not to forget to attend the brass band's performance in October."

"..." Matsueda Jun glanced at her.

"Tell Yuka first that I really don't have any feelings for her right now, so don't be too harsh on her later."

"Okay~" Tomatsu Yuka stuck out her rosy tongue.

"I'm not Mochizuki Haruka, I would never do anything to bully others."

After telling the girl to text him when she got home, and watching her board the tram and wave sweetly back, Jun Matsueda walked onto the opposite platform to wait for the Keio Inokashira Line train bound for Kichijoji.

After boarding the tram, the boy took out his phone and sent a message to his senior saying "I'll be there in half an hour." He glanced at the murky scenery flowing outside the window, then looked down and found the black cat avatar in his chat list.

The aloof black cat had unknowingly sunk to the bottom of the list—the unread chat box hadn't been refreshed since Monday's PE class.

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, then leaned back in his chair and began editing the message.

"A typhoon is coming soon. Be careful when you are near a window or on a balcony."

"Remember to remind your aunt as well."

The message was sent successfully. The boy stared at the chat box for a while, but the usual read mark did not appear.

"You're not even checking your messages anymore?" He put down his phone.

Or did you already see it in the pop-up message notification, but just didn't click on it?

It doesn't matter anymore, since Mochizuki's attitude is already quite clear.

What should be done next...? Listening to the distorted sound of rain outside the slightly swaying carriage, the boy fell into deep thought.

Twenty-five minutes later, after glancing at the still unread message screen, Jun Matsueda put his phone in his pocket, picked up his slowly dripping umbrella, and stepped off the train.

When the boy entered the apartment in Higashi-Nakano 1-chome, the tops of his uniform shoes were completely wet. He took a few steps in the corridor to shake off the water before knocking on the door of room 404.

A gentle and warm female voice sounded from behind the door, "May I ask who this is?"

“It’s me,” he said naturally.

The tightly closed security door was quickly pushed open, and Jun Matsue took a step back, looking at the girl's joyful face behind the door.

"Welcome~" Yamami Maki said with a smile in her eyes, taking slippers out of the cabinet and waving to him.

"Is it raining heavily outside?" She leaned down to look at the person's trouser leg.

"Are Matsueda's shoes wet? Should we wipe his feet?"

The boy took another half step back, and the girl's gentle eyes froze for a moment, revealing a clear sense of disappointment.

"I'm sorry," she said, her smile somewhat forced. "I shouldn't have asked so many questions."

“…Senior, you’ve misunderstood.” Jun Matsueda glanced aside. “It’s your clothes.”

He didn't feel uncomfortable with his senior's concern, but the girl was wearing short-sleeved and short-sleeved casual clothes, and her fair skin would easily be exposed when she bent over.

“…Ah.” Yamami Maki belatedly clutched her chest and straightened up, her face quickly flushing red.

"Um," she stammered, "I usually wear a nightgown at home, but it would be more troublesome to wear a dress today because we need to reinforce the windows and stuff."

The boy nodded without changing his expression, went inside, and closed the door behind him.

"Just be careful, senior."

He stood in the entryway and changed into slippers. The girl beside him looked dazed, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the unexpected incident.

Just as Jun Matsue finished putting on his slippers, turned around, and hung the folded umbrella on the storage rack behind the door, a hollow and continuous buzzing sound suddenly entered the room, and the two of them looked up at the same time.

The booming noise flew over from a place higher than the apartment building rooftop, amplified briefly, and then gradually faded away.

"Is this the noise from an airplane?" He looked at the female student in front of him. "It is indeed a bit of a nuisance."

"That's right, I told Matsueda-san about it."

A gentle smile returned to Yamami Maki's eyes—she recalled those moments when she lay in her apartment bed, sharing the trivialities of life with the boy.

"It becomes especially noticeable when the weather is bad~"

As they walked into the living room together, Jun Matsue stopped and blinked in surprise.

In just one week, the space had changed completely—the original small sofa and dining table were gone, replaced by a square low table and a soft cushion underneath.

"What do you think, Matsueda-kun?" The girl sat down at the low table and waved to him. "This is a kotatsu that just arrived a few days ago~"

"..." The boy walked to the cushion, took off his shoes, and sat down.

Maki Yami sat against the wall, facing a clean stove and a row of windows above her—rainwater flowed down the windowpanes, casting ever-changing light and shadow on the living room floor.

She opened her arms and looked at the boy sitting at the table, who was facing away from her. "Doesn't this make the living room feel much more comfortable?"

"It definitely feels more comfortable." Jun Matsue nodded, keeping his senior's profile at a suitable distance from him out of the corner of his eye.

Kotatsu are indeed more comfortable and save more space, but they also bring people closer together.

The girl tapped the small wooden table in front of her, lifted the tablet covering it, and showed a satisfied expression.

"I've tried it out these past few days, and it's quite suitable for eating, watching TV, and relaxing. I'm sure it will be very cozy to cover myself with a blanket and turn on the kotatsu under the table in winter!"