Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"...I can't eat." Mochizuki Haruka's voice became even softer, sounding gentle and sweet.

“He turned around and ate me.”

My aunt blinked her eyelashes and opened her eyes wide, looking like an innocent high school girl.

"What did it feel like when you did it?"

"It feels... very comfortable, hot and firm."

"It was filled to the brim, which made me feel especially at ease."

"Doesn't it hurt?" the woman asked, covering her slightly parted lips.

“Songzhi felt sorry for me and kept kissing and licking me. It hurt at first, but it didn’t hurt later.”

"But that guy looks gentle, but he can be quite ruthless when he really lets loose!" The girl said, looking down at her pink knees.

"But it's also very comfortable..."

The originally gloomy wind and rain outside the balcony were transformed into a fragrant atmosphere of black tea and an ambiguous mood during Wangyue's tea party.

Chapter 585 Uneasy After All

"Matsugi, you sinful wretch!"

Jun Matsue glanced at the message displayed on his phone and blinked silently.

What's going on with this moon-gazing?

"What's wrong with Matsue?" asked Natsumi Imokawa, who was sitting next to him.

"It's nothing." The boy shook his head and replied to the girl in the manor, "What are you angry about?"

He looked up at the television in front of him. On the screen was a scene of himself and Mochizuki Haruka walking on the Keio University campus—the classical and beautiful buildings exuded an understated luxury, which matched the youthful and energetic boys and girls in the center of the screen perfectly.

He glanced down at his phone; there were no replies. When Matsueda Jun looked up again, Natsumi Imokawa's face suddenly filled his field of vision.

"What are you doing?" The boy leaned back, creating a necessary distance between himself and her.

"Pine branch isn't concentrating..." the girl pouted, her unusual little mood making her seem even more lively and adorable.

"You have to concentrate when watching a movie. Going to the bathroom is one thing, but if you're daydreaming, spacing out, or looking at your phone, you'll miss out on all the charm!"

"I'm sorry." Jun Matsueda placed his phone on the sofa and raised his hands to show his sincerity. "I will read it carefully."

"That's more like it." Natsumi Imokawa nodded in satisfaction and pressed the play button on the remote control.

Before returning his attention to the television screen, Jun Matsue glanced at the girl's profile—her stubborn and earnest expression just now reminded him of the first time he saw her pick up a camera.

Imokawa seems to have never changed much... He looked at the screen at himself, who was going through a melancholy and disillusioned youth.

It's 1 p.m. Matsueda Jun has already finished lunch at Imokawa Natsumi's house. The girl suggested that during the break, they should show the pre-edited demo on TV, which led to the incident just now.

"The TV at the Imokawa family's house seems really high-end." The boy leaned forward, resting his chin on his right hand on his lap. "The picture looks especially comfortable."

"It's not advanced, it's a settings issue."

Despite saying that, Natsumi Imokawa nodded happily.

“What Songzhi is seeing now is a picture at 24 frames per second, which is the same frame rate as the movie. The color gamut and color accuracy of the TV screen were also specially adjusted by my dad and me.”

"I see." Jun Matsueda glanced at the tightly closed curtains on the other side of the living room.

The doors and windows of the girl's house seemed to be very soundproof. Even though the weather forecast showed that it was still raining, he couldn't hear a single sound of rain.

If you draw the curtains tightly, even the light won't be affected by the outside world, as if you're completely isolated—could this really be some kind of paradise...?

After the demo, which lasted for more than ten minutes, was finished, Natsumi Imokawa turned around and looked at the boy expectantly.

"How does the pine branch feel?"

The current demo is in reverse chronological order, starting with Hikaru Kashiwabara and Anzu Konno's graduation ceremony, allowing the audience to feel the innocent and naive feelings between childhood friends. Then the perspective is brought back to the graduation ceremony, where the boy's confession and the girl's rejection explode into a tragic love story born from the heavy reality of "moving away". The story is depicted in a particularly moving way through the gentle narration.

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, "Although it's a bit strange, it feels pretty good. The first part of the story is already very complete."

“What’s strange?” Natsumi Imokawa’s eyes dimmed slightly. “Matsueda, tell me, and I’ll see how to fix it.”

"I mean, it feels a bit strange to see another version of myself in the picture and hear my own voice," the boy quickly explained. "It's not that there's anything wrong with the filming."

"That's good……"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, her chest heaving more. She was still wearing her usual home tank top, revealing her pale chest and arms—although the weather had cooled down recently, the temperature around Imokawa Natsumi didn't seem to have dropped at all.

"If you need feedback, you can send it to other people, such as your parents, or other people in the crew group."

"No, no, no!" Imokawa Natsumi shook her head vigorously, her shoulder-length black hair and full breasts swaying together, creating a spectacular sight.

"An unedited video is like a newborn baby, ugly and embarrassing to show to others!"

"Won't you feel embarrassed showing it to me?" Jun Matsueda thought Iokawa's thought process was truly amazing.

“That’s different!” The girl shook her head again. “I’ve looked at all the materials I used, like the pine branches. This child is like something we created together.”

...This analogy seems a bit strange?

"Let's keep recording anyway." The boy stood up.

His phone vibrated again in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it; it was another message from Mochizuki Haruka.

"Bad person! Has no compassion!"

Jun Matsueda posted an apologetic emoji—when a girl is throwing a tantrum, don't ask why; admitting your mistake directly is the simplest and most effective way.

What's wrong with Mochizuki today? She was moaning and groaning happily when we were doing it, but now she's blaming him.

Is it possible that a woman's menstrual cycle comes on so late...? He put away his phone and followed Natsumi Imokawa towards the recording studio.

The boy had no idea that these messages were sent by his aunt, who felt sorry for Mochizuki Haruka, using her niece's phone.

The recording session went even more smoothly in the afternoon, and Jun Matsue was starting to get used to his own detailed voice in his ears—if the girl in the vest wasn't sitting next to him, the boy felt he could concentrate even better.

"Today ended so early!" Natsumi Imokawa took off her headphones and looked at the time on the screen.

"Because we arrived relatively early," Jun Matsueda pushed the microphone away from him. "Do you want to start editing right away?"

He picked up the yogurt that was placed aside and took a sip. It was poured for him by Imokawa; she really liked dairy products.

"Hmm..." the girl hesitated for a moment, "Let's relax first and play some games!"

"That works too, we didn't finish playing last time."

So Natsumi Imokawa excitedly closed the engineering software on the screen, and before she could even open the game, a notification popped up on her browser.

"The 'Kurasu Yosei☆' you are following has released a new video."

Jun Matsue paused, then asked, "Are you still following Kurusu?"

"Because I know her, and Ms. Kurusu looks especially beautiful on stage." The girl loves all things beautiful.

She moved the mouse to the pop-up window in the corner of the screen, "Does Songzhi want to see it?"

"...Let's play games first."

The yellow-green square icon restarted, and Imokawa Natsumi eagerly pressed the keys, unaware that the boy next to her was a beat slower.

However, the girl soon realized something was wrong—Matsueda Jun, who had shielded her from the skeletons and zombies last time, hadn't even noticed the crawlers exploding next to them this time.

"Pine branch?" She pressed the pause button and turned to look at the boy.

There was a flickering light in Jun Matsue's eyes as he sighed at the frozen image.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've found that life as a third-year student is completely different from what I had imagined."

The omnipresent traces of Yosuke Kurusu disturbed his temporarily calmed heart, causing him to feel uneasy once again.

Chapter 586 In the rain that confuses time, May comes to an end.

"What did Matsueda originally think a third-year student would be like?"

Natsumi Imokawa held the yogurt cup in both hands on her lap, turned her chair around, and looked at the boy.

Jun Matsueda blinked. "It must be a busy yet peaceful daily life, a mix of exams and part-time jobs."

His current expression is somewhat similar to his own on the TV screen just now.

"Isn't that right?" The girl tilted her head. "Although I don't need to work, I spend all day reading and studying, or filming and editing videos. I feel like I don't have enough time at all."

The boy put one hand on the keyboard, "If that's the case..."

However, the main theme of his life had completely changed, he thought to himself as he looked at the cursor jumping around on the game button.

"So, Matsueda's been unhappy again lately?" The girl moved a little closer to him, holding a yogurt. "Is it because of Tomatsu-kun?"

"...It's all about love."

"Love?" The boy's words were vague, so Natsumi Imokawa had no choice but to move a little closer.

The girl was somewhat surprised, as the word "love" was rarely mentioned by Matsue—although the two had talked a lot about love, it usually started with "Tomatsu's matter," "senpai's matter," or "Mochizuki's matter."

When was the last time Matsueda mentioned love...? Imokawa Natsumi picked up her yogurt and took a sip.

It seems like it was about two months ago when the boy sat in a coffee shop and asked the girl if he should be in a relationship—it was the first time she had ever been asked about dating.

What was her answer back then?

For some reason, Natsumi Imokawa felt a strange tension when she heard Jun Matsue bring up the topic again.

With her feet firmly on the ground, she slid the office chair a little closer to the boy.

"Has Matsueda decided to have a serious relationship with Tomatsu-san? Or has he started dating Mochizuki-san?"

"...The situation is a bit complicated." Jun Matsueda's desire to confide was stuck in his throat.

What should he say?

He had made love with Mochizuki Haruka and was prepared to take responsibility, but Mochizuki Haruka didn't plan to date, so he and Tomatsu Yuka didn't break up either.

If he were to actually say these words, Jun Matsue felt his conscience would ache under the girl's disdainful gaze.

"Anyway, I'm not feeling too well right now," he sighed.

"You didn't tell me, how am I supposed to know why you're not feeling well!" Natsumi Imokawa pouted, a little dissatisfied.

The boy opened his mouth, and the girl leaned closer. Their eyes met several times in the narrow space.

"I think I'm going to... be two-timing."

Having finally gotten the words out, Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief and sank back into the soft seat.

"..." Natsumi Imokawa slightly parted her lips, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Pine branch? Two-timing?" The girl blinked. How could these two words be connected?

Although Songzhi is surrounded by many girls, among all the people she has met, there is none more upright than Songzhi.

As his name suggests, Jun Matsugae left people with an image of uprightness like a pine tree—otherwise, Natsumi Imokawa's parents wouldn't have encouraged her to get closer to Matsugae.

"You were dating Mochizuki Tomatsu at the same time?"

The girl's curious face was almost touching the boy's, so he stepped back.

"No, but the reality seems to be no different from that."

Natsumi Imokawa pressed on, "So, are you still dating Tomoka Tomatsu?"

The girl's curiosity made her forget even her usual honorifics.

“…Hmm.” The pure yet intense gaze before him made Jun Matsueda subconsciously turn his face away.

"So she's also maintaining a secret relationship with Mochizuki Haruka? How could she be content with that?"

"I can't tell you that." He pressed down on the girl's shoulder and pushed her back into her original position, chair and all.

"Didn't you say you'd tell me in a while? Why are you saying you can't tell me now?"

Natsumi Imokawa pouted; Matsue had a secret from her.

The boy looked apologetic. "It's not convenient to say, just know that I'm in this state right now."

"Oh..." The girl looked unwilling. "So why is Songzhi unhappy? Has your two-timing been exposed?"

Jun Matsueda shook his head, his expression even more complicated. "They know about this."

This time, the girl's mouth gaped wide open.