Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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After a leisurely lunch, the two held hands and said goodbye to the Tokyo Skytree that was right in front of them, and walked into the subway station.

An hour later, Jun Matsueda stood in front of the apartment by the Zenpukuji River, looking at the girl who had her arms wrapped around his.

"I'm home now."

"Oh..." Tomatsu Yuka reluctantly let go of his hand.

She maintained physical contact with the boy throughout the journey—the girl had just spent a night making love with her sweetheart, and now was the time when she most wanted to be inseparable from him.

"Is Chun-kun going to work this afternoon?" She suddenly remembered the library's schedule.

Jun Matsue nodded. "Yes, I do have the night shift today."

"Wait for me!" The girl hurried into the apartment building, her steps much more steady than when she left the hotel.

Two minutes later, she returned to the boy, holding a familiar jasmine tea bag in her hand.

Don't forget to drink it today!

Jun Matsue squeezed the small hand in front of him and put the tea bag into his pocket.

"Tomorrow starts the new week's schedule, and I'm waiting for you to make me some soup."

Tomatsu Yuka blinked. "Tsunku is going to go back to the normal work schedule?"

"uh-huh."

In other words... there was a touch of rationality in her sweet brown eyes.

"Have you figured out how to tell Mochizuki Haruka?"

The boy had an ambiguous expression on his face. "Anyway, I've already made up my mind."

"It's something we'll have to face sooner or later; there's no need to drag it out."

"..." The girl's gentle gaze carried a hint of playful malice.

"If Chun-kun can't stand her, remember to come to me for some warmth~"

Jun Matsue smiled helplessly, "Go on up."

Tomatsu Yuka hugged the boy again and tilted her head up to kiss his lips.

"One last kiss~"

Amidst the chirping of cicadas, a faint, sticky sound drifted across the street, and the two figures didn't separate until quite some time later.

After a brief moment of tenderness, the pure yet ambiguous white dress disappeared at the apartment door.

Watching the girl walk into the building, Jun Matsue stretched and turned to walk back to the station he had come from.

"Time to get down to business..."

At 9:30 p.m., the first thing the boys did after finishing their night shift and returning to the Kugayama Apartment was to take a shower.

The cool water washed away the heat from his body. Jun Matsue turned off the tap and picked up a towel to dry his hair.

Before leaving the bathroom, he looked up and glanced at the mini bathtub next to the toilet.

"..."

A few minutes later, the boy sat in the bathtub filled with water and awkwardly pulled his legs up.

"It really is very small..."

The ripples of water in front of him were about to lap against the outside of the bathtub. Jun Matsue carefully raised his arm that was resting outside the bathtub and looked at the chat list on his phone screen.

Besides the cute profile pictures and read messages of the girls, a cool black cat jumped to the top of the screen.

He had just texted Mochizuki Haruka that he would be returning to his apartment the day after tomorrow, and the girl's reply was a simple "Oh".

The boy looked up at the white, unremarkable ceiling, which was covered in water droplets.

I'll be back at the Mitakadai housing complex soon. I wonder what kind of expression Mochizuki will have when he sees me...

Regardless of the girl's reaction, he was already determined to "go against" her.

"..." The boy put down his phone and looked down at the narrow body of water in front of him.

With a sigh, Jun Matsue stood up, stepped out of the bathtub, leaving a wet trail behind.

Taking a bath alone, no matter how comfortable, is nothing compared to the pleasure of soaking in the bathtub with a young woman.

For example, Mochizuki, for example, Tomatsu...

"So let's work hard," the boy said to himself in the mirror as he dried himself off.

Even if there's no legitimate reason, even if it's just for the lazy mornings lying in bed afterwards, or the ambiguous moments in the bathtub.

He also had to work hard to conquer all the girls.

Chapter 687 Confessing is a sad thing

August 19th, less than a week before Yuuki High School starts.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, under the scorching sun of thirty-five degrees Celsius, Jun Matsue returned to the Mitakadai housing complex.

As the boy walked out of the stairwell carrying his suitcase, he adjusted the backpack on his back.

He spent a week holed up in the mountains of Kuga, taking the elevator up and down the stairs all day, and he was a little unaccustomed to the fine sweat that had formed on his back from the stuffiness.

The weather has been a bit strange these past few days. It should have started to get colder... Thinking this, the boy pulled his suitcase across the fifth-floor corridor.

The familiar house number quickly came into view. Jun Matsuoka glanced at 506 first—the tightly closed matte black door was newer and more upscale than that of 507, but neither showed any signs of life.

"You should have checked the mailbox downstairs before going upstairs..."

After muttering something, Jun Matsuoka knocked on the door of room 506.

Before leaving the apartment, he handed his key to Mochizuki.

There was no movement behind the solid metal door. The boy knocked twice more, and the door to room 507 next door opened.

"Matsue's back!" Kurusu Yosei poked his head out from the doorway, his pink hair cascading down his back and swaying gently.

"Didn't I already send you a message?" Jun Matsue smiled and pointed to the door in front of him.

"Is Wangyue not home?"

"She's probably not here, right?" the girl thought for a moment. "She went back to live at her own home a couple of days after you moved out."

"Why should I care about her? You don't live in 506!"

"..." The boy nodded.

Actually, Aya had already sent a message about this, but he thought that if he came back, the girl would come back with him.

Pulling her suitcase, she walked inside with the idol girl. Miyamura Aya, who was sitting on the sofa playing games, turned around and waved her controller at the two of them.

"Brother Chun is back~"

Junya Matsueda waved, "How have you guys been these past few days?"

"How can we survive?" Yosei Kurusu ran to the refrigerator with a "thump thump thump," his voice drifting away.

"I need to communicate with the new agency. Aya-chan has to work. Everyone should just focus on their own things. Let's rest and have fun together when we get home."

The girl returned to the boy at the table with her iced barley tea, shaking the glass pitcher in her hand.

"It's very hot outside today, let's have some tea!"

"It's unbearably hot." Jun Matsueda took off his backpack, picked up the cup on the table, and poured himself a cup of barley tea.

He tilted his head back, drank the tea with its aroma of roasted barley, and felt the refreshing coolness dispel the summer heat outside. The boy put down his cup, and the girl in front of him had already returned to sit down on the sofa.

The two seemed to be playing some kind of music game. Matsueda Jun listened to the girls with their backs to him utter a beautiful high note, and a colorful bridge appeared on the game screen. The two controlled their characters to hop and skip across it.

The boy blinked, seemingly feeling that his absence for a few days had little impact on Kurusu.

Perhaps it was because the girl had long been accustomed to her life before coming to Yosei, where she could only see Jun Matsueda once every few days.

After pushing his suitcase and backpack into his bedroom, Jun Matsueda quickly returned to the living room.

"I feel like my room has become a bit more feminine."

"Jun-ge's words sound just like something an old man would say!" Miyamura Aya, sitting on the sofa, turned to look at him.

"I'll pack my bags after Yang Shi and I finish this level!"

"No rush," the boy said, walking towards the entrance. "You can leave after you finish dinner."

"Where is the pine branch going?" Yosei Kurusu turned his head.

"Go next door." Jun Matsueda shook his hand, a key hanging from his index finger.

Although he didn't have a key to his own house, he did have a key to the Wangyue Apartment.

The closed door blocked the girls' chatter, and the sweltering heat under the sun assaulted him from behind again. Jun Matsueda turned to walk towards the next room, but his steps faltered.

Holding a cat, Mochizuki Haruka walked from the other end of the corridor, her eyes sweet yet aloof.

Upon noticing the boy standing at her door, she raised an eyebrow, the coldness in her eyes softening into a more affectionate and tender expression.

"Songzhi is back?"

"Didn't I already send you a message?" Jun Matsueda repeated.

"You didn't say a specific time." The girl pouted. "I saw you weren't back this morning, so I thought I'd have to wait until tonight."

The boy watched her walk towards him, the girl's cat-shaped bag swaying gently behind her, making her look like an adorable middle school student.

"I originally planned to come back in the morning, but I had to clean the apartment for Aya-chan, and it was too hot to go out at noon, so I delayed until now."

"Why didn't you just message me to ask about the time?"

"No!" Mochizuki Haruka walked to the apartment door and gave him a light glare.

"Aren't we supposed to keep our distance?"

"Didn't you say you didn't want to be disturbed?"

"I don't want to ask you!"

Matsueda Jun could only smile helplessly and reached out to touch the golden branch in her arms—the girl didn't appreciate it. She raised her chin, twisted her waist, and turned the cat to face the other side.

Mochizuki Haruka barely managed to maintain her aloof expression. "So what are you doing at my doorstep?"

Now that Songzhi is back, the defiant attitude of "I don't want to ask you" is obviously no longer valid.

The boy shrugged. "I was thinking that if you weren't back yet, I'd go in and clean your room first."

"Then hurry up and go inside." The girl holding the cat nudged the boy's arm with her shoulder.

"If I hadn't taken Jinzhi for a follow-up allergy check-up, I would have come back this morning."

The sound of the lock opening was smooth and fluid. After the tightly closed door opened, the bright sunlight in the corridor carried two figures, one large and one small, onto the floor behind the entrance hall.

The boy walked to the balcony and drew back the curtains. The girl put down the cat in her arms and turned on the air conditioner. The dim room quickly became bright and airy. Jun Matsue turned around and saw that Mochizuki was already sitting on the sofa, eating ice cream with her little feet up.

Jun Matsue walked over to her and looked around. "It doesn't seem like there's anything to clean."

Mochizuki Haruka gave a reserved hum, "My place is perfectly clean, there's really nothing to tidy up."

She glanced at the cat that had walked to her feet; the boy's shadow fell on its golden fur, distorted slightly.

"The pine branches returned faster than I expected."

The girl put down the ice cream box covered in English letters, looked up, and patted the empty sofa next to her.

"I thought you were going to come back on the last day of summer vacation."

"..." Jun Matsue sat down next to her, deliberately keeping a little distance. "I don't have a procrastination problem."

Why are you sitting so far away? Mochizuki glanced at him and put her right leg on his lap.

"So, have you thought of a solution?"

The boy nodded. "I guess so."

He didn't play with or massage the girl's delicate calves as usual, and Mochizuki Haruka sensed something was wrong.

"Isn't Songzhi a little strange?" She changed her position, bringing her face close to the boy to observe his expression.

"Hey, you're not thinking about breaking up with me, are you?"

"No, not at all." Jun Matsue smiled.