Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Page 348

After pausing briefly on the rocky shore, the walking group returned to the jungle and continued onward, where the trees on both sides of the path grew straight and tall, with sunlight filtering evenly through them.

Jun Matsue slowed his pace slightly and looked at the girl beside him—Tomoka Tomatsu's steps became heavier, and the rise and fall of her chest became more obvious with each breath.

"Have some water." He took out an unopened small bottle of mineral water from his bag.

"Thank you, Matsueda-san~" Tomatsu Yuka smiled, first taking out a wet wipe to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her neck before taking the water bottle.

She tilted her head back, opened her lips, and breathed heavily as she drank the mineral water. Finally, she stuck out her tongue and licked away a few drops of water from the corner of her lips.

Scattered spots of light slid across her face, carrying a dreamlike beauty. Tomatsu Yuka tightened the bottle cap and smiled at the boy.

"I still need to exercise more..."

Jun Matsue recalled the image of the girl running breathlessly during her physical fitness test.

"I thought the girls in the brass band would have pretty good stamina."

Walking on the other side of the boys, Mochizuki Haruka glanced at her and said, "She's always one of the last to finish swimming practice."

Tomatsu Tomoka's smile was somewhat helpless. "Playing wind instruments can only increase lung capacity a little, but the amount of exercise is not as great as that of sports clubs."

Jun Matsue stomped his feet on the ground. "This road isn't easy to walk on, and it takes a lot of physical effort."

A dozen minutes later, the three followed the main group into the small lighthouse perched on the cliff. From the top of the lighthouse, they looked down at the sea stretching to the horizon, and after glancing back at the conical Mount Ōmuro in the distance, they continued onward.

The last breathtaking view was the Kadowaki Suspension Bridge—spanning two broken sea cliffs with rushing water flowing below. The girls slowed their pace and walked cautiously as they stepped onto the swaying bridge.

"The sound of the waves is so loud—" Tomatsu Yuka said, turning around, her tone cheerful, "It's almost like a roar!"

Mochizuki Haruka leaned against the railing of the suspension bridge, looking down at the sea below. She nodded, albeit slightly, but it was enough to show her agreement with the girl's statement.

"Unlike being on a boat, you can feel the vibrations of the waves..."

Jun Matsue stood behind the two girls, a source of reassurance for them. The boy silently took out his phone and snapped a picture of the scene before him.

He put the photo together with the one he had taken of the sky above the clouds from the Odori, and sent it to the director and Miyamura Aya first. Then, after thinking for a moment, he opened the chat window for Kurusu Yosei.

"Izu, not bad."

Neither Grandma nor Aya replied, presumably because they were working or studying. Only Idol Girl quickly showed that she had read the message.

"Where is this pine branch?!"

"Jogasaki Coast."

The boy put down his phone and glanced at it; the girls were also taking pictures and had no time to pay attention to him.

"That's so nice..." Kurusu Yosei was already envious. "It's a pity I'm backstage and can't video chat with you."

"Pine Branch, quickly take a video of me!"

Jun Matsueda raised his phone, deliberately avoiding the two girls in front of him, and let the camera pan across the suspension bridge, the cliff, and the sea.

The surging waves crashed against the cold, dark cliffs, the sea breeze howled, and the boundless deep blue seawater rolled into silver waves at our feet.

"I want a vacation!!!"

The girl's resentment was palpable through the screen. Jun Matsue smiled and took a couple more photos of her.

As she walked down the suspension bridge, Tomatsu Yuka's steps became lighter again. "I feel like my soul has become a little lighter and more comfortable."

"Is that so?" Mochizuki Haruka's sweet smile contained a hint of sarcasm. "There's still half the journey ahead after crossing the suspension bridge."

"..." The girl's face stiffened slightly, as if it had been wrinkled by the sea breeze.

"Hang in there a little longer." Jun Matsueda handed her the bottled water again. "The hotel is just outside."

As he emerged from the forest trail, the sky was already bright, and it was well past four in the afternoon. Stepping onto the main road, the rugged and towering coastline was left behind. Jun Matsue looked out over the bushes by the roadside.

Below was a flat and wide harbor with several small ships moored there. Apart from the students walking ahead, there were hardly any other people in sight, and a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere surrounded the area.

"...Have we arrived at Futo Port yet?" Tomatsu Yuka, who was walking behind him, asked.

The girl's breathing was quite labored. Walking along the coast, stopping and starting, and trekking with the boy for nearly two hours was quite a physical burden for her.

"I'll be there soon." Jun Matsueda looked at Shoko Kominato, who was waving a flag at the intersection not far away.

"The hotel we're staying at tonight should be there."

Tomatsu Yuka let out a relaxed sigh as Mochizuki Haruka, wearing a sun hat, walked past her. The girl's steps were light and steady, and she glanced at her with an air of smugness.

"Weakling."

The school trip group walked past two docks, stopped in the shade of trees at the other end of the harbor, and went into the hotel standing by the roadside.

Boys always pack their luggage quickly. Ten minutes later, Jun Matsue walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Sakamuro Ken, who was walking ahead of him, strode towards the end of the corridor and stood on the terrace, looking out excitedly.

Beyond the roadside trees lay a pebble-strewn shore, the sound of crashing waves rising and falling, drowned out by the clamor of students packing their bags in the corridor behind me. But on a quiet night, the sound of the waves would likely be much more distinct.

"I've been staying by the sea for the past three days~" The boy's rough voice sounded particularly cheerful.

"Don't go running around during bedtime," Jun Matsue reminded him from behind. "If you get caught, you'll definitely get a scolding from Kominato-sensei."

Ken Sakamuro chuckled. "I do feel like going swimming."

"There's diving tomorrow morning, you can swim to your heart's content."

The homeroom teacher's voice rang out behind the two boys, and they immediately turned around.

Wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a dark blue work skirt, Kominato Shoko crossed her arms and looked at Sakamuro Ken, who was scratching his cheek, selectively ignoring Matsueda Jun beside him.

"You'd better stay in your room and sleep tonight, and don't go in the water, understand?"

"Understood—" the boys said in unison.

The female teacher nodded. "Pine Branch, please keep an eye on the boys' side for me. We can have dinner once everyone has packed their bags."

“No problem.” Jun Matsue followed her without hesitation, leaving his roommate behind.

After dinner, it was free time. Apart from taking a short walk around the area after dinner, most of the students from Haneoka High School chose to rest at the hotel. It was the first day of the school trip, and everyone was exhausted after traveling by car in the morning and walking in the afternoon.

At 10 p.m., listening to the even breathing sounds rising and falling in the room, Jun Matsue lay in his tatami-mat bed and took one last look at the messages on his phone.

Tomatsu Yuka sent him two selfies. The background showed girls sitting around a room with pillows in their arms, probably having a girls' party.

The girl had a good sense of privacy; everyone else's faces were blurred, but she occupied most of the photo—the crooked neckline of her pajamas revealed one rounded shoulder, and her damp cheeks were magnified on the screen, with not a single rough pore visible.

The girl must have just taken a bath; her wet skin was fair with a rosy glow, exuding a touch of allure amidst her innocence.

"Everyone's talking about the beach and fireworks festival tomorrow and the day after." Tomatsu Tomoka quickly replied, as if she'd seen the message had been read, "What's Tsunku doing?"

"Everyone's asleep." Jun Matsue opened his camera, turned off the flash, and the sound of the shutter clicking filled the dark room.

"Going to bed this early even on a school trip?" the girl sent a surprised rabbit emoji. "I thought the boys would play games together or something."

“That’s definitely how it is in the next room.” Jun Matsueda looked up, listening to the faint noise coming from behind the wall.

"However, my roommates are all from the sports club, and they are used to going to bed early and waking up early."

"I see, so Jun-kun is also planning to go to sleep?"

"Hmm, I'm quite interested in the diving tomorrow morning."

"We should be going to sleep soon too, see you tomorrow morning~"

"Good night."

Jun Matsue put down his phone, listening to the cheerful shouts of the boys next door and the sound of waves crashing against the shore outside the window, while looking at the half-wall of moonlight on the ceiling.

Izu is indeed a good place… He closed his eyes.

Then the boy quickly opened his eyes again—his phone, which was on his pillow, vibrated twice.

I picked up my phone again, turned on the screen, and Mochizuki Haruka's message popped up impatiently.

"Come to my room."

"What for?" he asked, but there was no reply.

"..."

A minute later, Jun Matsue sat up in bed, dressed amidst the rising snores, and silently pushed open the door to his room.

Stepping into the darkened corridor, the sounds from behind the wooden door next door seemed to have decreased by two. The boy walked up the stairs to the sixth floor, the top floor.

The sixth floor of the hotel is a luxury suite, which is not among the rooms that Haneoka Takashi booked. However, for the wealthy and powerful young lady of the Mochizuki family, this is of course a small matter.

Standing in front of the metal door, which was noticeably heavier than the one on the first floor, Jun Matsue gently knocked on the door.

There was no response. He glanced down at his phone. Mochizuki hadn't sent any new messages, but the girl had already given him a room key at dinner.

He took out his room key, and an unlocking notification sounded. The boy closed the door and went into the room.

The room was brightly lit with the lights on, and the space was much more spacious than downstairs. Even with the addition of a sofa, TV, hanging chair, and bookshelf, it was still easy for the boys in the two rooms to have a party.

The question is, where is the owner of the room?

Jun Matsue looked at the walls on both sides; one side had a wooden door, and the other a glass door, both tightly closed.

"Looking at the moon?" the boy called out, walking towards the large bed in the center of the room.

Just as he reached the bedside, the sound of the door opening came from behind him. He turned around and saw Mochizuki Haruka walk out from behind the lit glass door.

The girl was barefoot, her feet making a soft, wet sound as she stepped on the floor. Her smooth black hair was tied into a high ponytail and fell down her back, swaying gently with her steps.

"..." Jun Matsue watched her approach him.

Mochizuki Haruka was wearing only a pure white one-piece swimsuit.

Unlike the halter-neck school swimsuits, the girls' swimsuits feature a high-necked, scarf-like design with openings at the shoulders that fully reveal the fair skin of their shoulders and underarms, forming two smooth, snow-white triangles.

The swimsuit featured an unreserved high slit at the bottom, with the edge almost reaching the girl's slender waist, making her two thin and straight legs appear exceptionally long, and every step she took was eye-catching.

She appeared to have just washed herself in her swimsuit; her body was covered in water droplets, a small trickle of water sliding down her delicate collarbone and flowing over the white, semi-transparent fabric that tightly hugged her body—

First, it flowed over the rise and fall of the girl's chest, then descended along the elegant mermaid line between her waist and abdomen.

It lingered for a moment on the sunken navel, then slid down weakly, turning into a silver line along the shallow groin at the base of the thigh.

Finally, the water droplets gathered again on the tight fabric protruding at the end of the high slit.

All of this was exposed under the lights, clearly visible to Jun Matsueda.

As she walked step by step towards the boy, Mochizuki Haruka reached out and wiped the wet stains off her swimsuit. Her pure white body shimmered with a watery sheen under the lights.

"Pine Branch, you have to pay me back for what you owe me last week and this week..."

The girl chose this swimsuit after careful consideration—compared to those bikinis that expose a lot of skin, this kind of formalistic conservatism should be more to the liking of boys.

After all, Songzhi had already seen what she looked like when she changed her underwear.

"If you make me unhappy during the day, you should at least make me happy at night, right?"

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at the heavy door he had closed. "Tomorrow isn't a holiday for sleeping in; we have to go on a school trip."

However, the girl seemed not to hear, and placed her hands on her waist and abdomen, pulling the thin fabric to both sides with her fingertips.

The wet white swimsuit quickly revealed an even more delicate and alluring flesh color underneath.

"This swimsuit is easy to tear."

Mochizuki Haruka broke through his resistance with just one sentence.

Chapter 602 A Pleasant Snorkeling Experience and a Strange Menstrual Cycle

At seven o'clock the next morning, Tomatsu Yuka woke up to the faint sound of waves.

"Hmm..." She poked her head out of the covers and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.

The air conditioning inside was just right, and it took the girl a few seconds to remember that she was on a school trip and that she was currently lying in a seaside hotel.

She lingered in bed a little longer before finally reaching for her phone with her hand under the covers.

The first thing I did, of course, was to send a message to Chun-kun: "Is Chun-kun awake yet?"

The boy replied quickly: "I'm already taking a walk on the shore, I'll be back at the hotel soon."

"So fast!"

The girl gasped softly, then realized that the others in the room were still asleep. She carefully looked up—the other two blankets beside her were still rising and falling quietly.

"Has Jun-kun had breakfast yet?"

"The hotel breakfast was pretty good, and I went for a walk after eating it."