Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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As Kominato Shoko entered the classroom, she interrupted the boy's gaze as he stared at the calendar. He lowered his head, opened the black coffee in front of him, and the metal ring that was pulled open made a crisp sound.

The bitter liquid went down his throat, making his mind clearer. Jun Matsueda swallowed his coffee and looked at the low-speed rotating fan on the ceiling.

The more awake I am, the harder it is to endure...

The morning classes ended quickly, and everyone left the classroom just as quickly. Jun Matsueda glanced at the urging message from Yosuke Izumi on his phone and stuffed his workbook into his bag.

"What are your plans for this weekend, Yuuka?" the boy asked the girl to his right, while Mochizuki Haruka behind him glanced at him.

Tomatsu Yuka thought for a moment, "Let's just live a normal life."

"Didn't they talk about the entrance exam at the parent-teacher meeting a few days ago? My parents are planning to take me to the University of Tokyo to take a look."

Matsueda Jun nodded, it seemed that Tomatsu's condition was stable for the time being. "Then you can take a look at mine while you're at it."

"The Department of Economics, right?"

He zipped up his backpack. "Haven't you asked me this several times already?"

The girl smiled apologetically, "I don't know why, but I have to ask several times before I feel at ease."

"And every time I hear that Tsunku and I are planning to go to the same school, I always feel a little happier~"

"Yes, yes, the Faculty of Economics at the University of Tokyo." The boy's tone was helpless, and he felt the girl's gaze behind him deepen.

"It's time to go." Mochizuki Haruka left her seat. "Kurusu must be urging you, right?"

Tomatsu Yuka's smile faded slightly. "...Yoshi-san went back to the apartment?"

"I just got back today. I said I'd rest for a few days." Matsueda Jun glanced at Mochizuki Haruka's sweet profile beside him. This girl was definitely doing it on purpose.

"I see..." The girl nodded, without saying anything more. "See you next week."

The boy picked up his backpack and said, "See you next week."

Mochizuki Haruka walked towards the back door of the classroom first, brushing past Tomatsu Yuka.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on the pine branches for you," she said softly.

The girl's eyelashes trembled. She turned around and watched the boy's figure disappear through the doorway.

"I wish I could live under the same roof as him," Tomatsu Yuka thought again.

She's been looking forward to university life more lately, perhaps because she's seen this possibility.

But before that, what kind of relationship will she have with Tsunku as they enter university together?

She puts on a show of happiness for everyone else, but flaunts her suffering to Tsunkun. How long can she hold onto her position as his girlfriend...?

Tomatsu Tomoka quietly packed her schoolbag. Before leaving the classroom, the girl glanced back at the boy's seat.

She felt like playing the saxophone.

Chapter 567 Head-to-Head, Judging Others by One's Own Standards

Avoiding the midday sun, Jun Matsueda entered the apartment building and stepped onto the stairs. The girl's twin ponytails swayed in front of him, brushing against the back of her sailor uniform.

Walking up to the platform in the middle of the third floor, Wang Yueyao turned his head.

"Songzhi isn't feeling well today, so I'll cook lunch."

The boy shook his head. "I just didn't sleep well, it's not like I'm sick or have a cold."

"And Kurusu said she has already prepared the meal and is waiting for us to come back to eat."

The girl frowned and paused, letting Songzhi walk to her side.

"I thought that guy came back just to eat, drink, and have fun."

"That's not a problem. She went back to her apartment to rest anyway."

"Wasn't this just to check on your relationship status?"

She glanced at the boy beside her, her sweet smile tinged with a hint of malicious mockery.

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at the clouds outside the stairwell, "Even if I were a tapeworm in Kurusu's stomach, I couldn't determine what was going on in her head."

The girl snorted, "I think she's still not popular enough. She should be so busy that she's constantly going back and forth between the venue and the company, and being monitored by all sorts of paparazzi and fans. She shouldn't even be able to go home."

Her words were, in a sense, a blessing. Matsueda Jun didn't say anything, staring at the steps in front of him as he climbed the last floor.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, Mochizuki Haruka walked past her own apartment without giving it a second glance, and followed the boy directly into the door of the apartment next door, 507.

Jun Matsue changed into slippers and walked into the living room. The room was filled with the sound of a television program, but the girl was not on the sofa.

"Matsue's back!" Kurusu Yosei suddenly sat up from the sofa, her long hair swaying as she did so—the girl who had been lying down had just been hidden by the back of the sofa.

"Are you hungry? Shall we have lunch now?"

"It's getting late." The boy rubbed his stomach, opened the kitchen glass door, and the aroma of curry wafted into his nose.

"I saw there were still curry cubes and vegetables in the fridge, so I just made curry rice. It's easier that way!"

The girl got up and walked toward Jun Matsueda, but was blocked when she entered the kitchen.

Mochizuki Haruka stood in front of her. "That's the curry I bought."

Kurusu Yosei raised an eyebrow. "What, aren't you satisfied with the food I cooked for you? It's not like I didn't make any for you."

"And why didn't you keep the things you bought there? I took them from Songzhi's fridge, and there were no tags on them."

There was nothing wrong with what the girl said, but it sounded particularly jarring to Mochizuki Haruka—as if she were saying that she should draw a clear line between herself and Matsueda Jun.

"Why do I have to listen to your nagging just to get some rice?" Jun Matsue stood behind Haruka Mochizuki, holding three plates of curry rice.

"I'll buy you some curry next time I go to the supermarket. Have a good lunch first."

"I'm not asking you to buy me pine branches." Even as she said this, Mochizuki Haruka obediently sat down next to the boy.

Her gaze passed over the curry rice in front of her and fixed unfriendly stare at the girl opposite her.

"I'll buy it for you, I'll buy it for you." Yosuke Kurusu said, spoon in his mouth. "It's not like I threw away your diamonds, do you think I can't afford to buy them?"

Mochizuki Haruka scooped up a spoonful of curry rice with carrots and chicken and put it in her mouth—though she was reluctant to admit it, it did seem to taste a little better than what she made herself.

"I want the exact same brand and flavor, and also the butter from last time, give it back to me."

"What butter?" Miss Idol blinked.

"You used up all my butter, Hokkaido butter, when you made breakfast for Matsugi last time!" The girl still held a grudge about it.

“…I’ll buy it for you.” Laiqi Youse looked at the boy who was engrossed in eating.

"Is Mochizuki referring to the butter I used to make garlic toast last time? Matsuhara surely remembers what brand it was, right?"

Jun Matsue looked up, chewing his rice as he pondered, “...It’s from Morinaga Milk Industry, called Hokkaido Butter. They say it’s made from 100% raw milk from Hokkaido, and you can buy it at the Saeki Supermarket across the street.”

"By the way, you can also buy curry there; it's House's Badoon sweet curry."

"Songzhi is still the best to me~" The girl smiled and winked at him, without a trace of coquettishness, only filled with pride and cuteness.

"Matsushige!" Mochizuki Haruka turned to look at him, her lips pursed in a pitiful manner, which, combined with her twin tails, made her look extremely pathetic.

The boy lowered his head and ate again. "Then let Laixi go buy it by herself."

The girl nodded slightly, barely accepting the situation. She glared at Kurusu Yosei, as if to say, "I'll let you off the hook for now."

Miss Idol arrogantly raised her chin, "You're complaining about such delicious curry? I didn't even charge you a processing fee~"

"It tastes really good," Jun Matsueda agreed. "Even though we're using the same instant curry cubes, it tastes better than what I made before."

"The secret is chocolate!" Yosuke Kurusu pulled a piece of dark chocolate from his pocket. "Adding a little chocolate when cooking curry makes the flavor even richer!"

"The texture of the potatoes also needs to be right. I like my potatoes soft and mushy, so I cooked them a little longer."

Chocolate and potatoes... Mochizuki Haruka stared at the rich curry sauce on the plate, silently making notes in her mind.

Although it seemed that Qi was unhappy with her, the girl didn't mind secretly learning from him—that way, Qi wouldn't be able to gloat in front of her in the future...

The convenient and delicious chicken curry rice was quickly devoured. Jun Matsueda gave his apron to Haruka Mochizuki and washed the dishes with her.

As the two walked out of the kitchen, Yosuke Kurusu was standing on the floor in front of the entrance hall, playing with the golden cat in his arms.

"Long time no see, Jinzhi has gotten plumper!"

Wang Yueyao stomped her feet twice, and Jinzhi, who was nestled in the girl's arms, cried out and jumped to her master's side, circling around the slippers at her feet.

Jun Matsue squatted down and rubbed the cat's fluffy head, then yawned, a tear welling up in the corner of his eye.

Having not slept well all night, the boy woke up to noisy girls, and even after a half-day of classes, there was still no peace and quiet. He truly felt a deep sense of exhaustion.

"I need to take a nap at noon." He stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Kurasu, remember to cover your face if you go out. If Mochizuki is bored, you can call Aya-chan over first."

"Do whatever you want, just don't disturb my sleep."

Jun Matsue closed the bedroom door, leaving the girls with a sleepy silhouette.

Mochizuki Haruka picked up the well-behaved cat, sat down on the sofa near the balcony, and looked at Kurusu Yosei, who had picked up the remote control and turned down the volume.

"It's all your fault for messing with my things," she whispered.

Miss Idol glanced at her sideways, "This is my house, you know."

"This guy is definitely trying to sneak into the bedroom," the thought popped into their minds simultaneously.

The two women fell silent. One looked down at the cat, while the other rested her chin on her hand and watched TV. Neither of them showed any intention of leaving the living room.

After killing time for a few minutes, the girls looked up at each other in unison.

Even if it's just to protect the pine branch's sleep, we absolutely cannot let her succeed!

Chapter 568 Temporarily Calmed

When Jun Matsue woke up, he was a little dazed. He stared at the dimly lit ceiling for a few seconds.

He drew the curtains before going to bed, which has left the room in a dim, yellowish light, making it difficult to tell the time.

I picked up my phone from the bedside table and glanced at it; it was 2:06 PM.

School ended at 12:30, and dinner was almost 1 o'clock. All in all, he probably only slept for about an hour... The boy rolled out of bed, stretched, and took out a loose T-shirt and shorts from the closet.

As soon as Jun Matsue opened the bedroom door, the two girls in the living room immediately looked over.

"..." The boy blinked in surprise. "Is there something on my face?"

"It's nothing." Mochizuki Haruka sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugging the cat, and yawned lazily. "You're finally awake."

The girl usually takes a nap in the afternoon. She blinked sleepily, looking somewhat listless.

"This girl has been sleepy for a long time. I told her to go to sleep, but she wouldn't listen. She insisted on sitting here like a security guard," said Yosuke Kurusu, holding a box of ice cream.

She placed the Meiji packaging box on the coffee table, turned around, knelt on the soft fabric, and leaned against the back of the sofa to look at the boy.

"Is Songzhi going out to play this afternoon?"

Miss Idol seemed quite energetic, perhaps because the ice cream was quite refreshing.

"I don't want to go out today. I'll just stay home and kill some time." Jun Matsue walked towards the bathroom. "I'll go wash my face and clear my head first."

Two minutes later, the boy sat down on the sofa with an iced lemon tea in his hand. He gulped down a big mouthful and let out a satisfied sigh.

"I feel much more energetic—"

"Give me a sip too." Mochizuki Haruka reached out her hand, and the cat in her arms jumped to the ground as if granted a pardon.

Matsueda Jun took the girl's special water cup, poured lemon tea into it, and handed it to her. Mochizuki Haruka took it with a hint of resentment on her face—she had originally wanted to use the same water cup as Matsueda in front of Kurusu Yosei.

"Didn't you take a nap?" The boy leaned closer to examine her face. "Your expression right now is just like mine when I first woke up this morning."

"I'm not sleeping." The girl shook her head, her twin ponytails hitting the boy's chin. "I'm not planning to sleep tonight."

She decided that before Matsue went to bed tonight, she wouldn't give Kurusu Yosei any chance to be alone with her.

"Boring." Miss Idol shook the spoon in her hand. "I don't know what you're wary of."

She lifted her foot and nudged the boy sitting next to her, "Matsue, come eat ice cream with me~"

"I just finished drinking tea." Jun Matsue slapped away her mischievous little feet, the smooth, moist touch sliding across his palm.

Mochizuki Haruka watched the interaction between the two with a stern face; this was exactly what she was wary of.

The girl tugged at the boy's T-shirt, "I'll get you some ice cream later, don't eat hers."