Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Chapter 556 Explanation and Demand

When Jun Matsue pushed open the door to room 506, he was greeted by Haruka Mochizuki's feigned indifference.

"You're finally back?" The girl looked at him with her arms crossed.

The boy smiled apologetically, "The subway was full of middle-aged men who had just finished get off work, it was so crowded."

"Serves you right." Mochizuki Haruka snorted and turned to walk back inside.

Have you had dinner yet?

She didn't ask about Tomatsu right away, which reassured Matsueda Jun a little. He changed into slippers and went into the living room.

"I didn't have dinner, and I'm actually a bit hungry now."

The girl turned around and glared at him, her ponytail swaying behind her head.

"If you come back any later, I won't give you any food."

The boy followed her into the kitchen. On the cutting board were chopped asparagus, bacon, mushrooms, and onions. Mochizuki Haruka poured the ingredients into the pot and stir-fried them for a while, then poured in water and covered the pot with the lid.

A few minutes later, the steaming hot spaghetti soup was served, and the melting cheese gave off a rich aroma, making Jun Matsuzakura feel even hungrier.

The girl put on gloves and placed the soup bowl in front of Jun Matsueda, who had taken his seat at the table. The boy lowered his head and slurped a mouthful of pasta.

"It smells wonderful, and the taste is great!"

Mochizuki Haruka raised her chin demurely, picked up the cat curled up in the corner, sat down opposite the boy, and carefully observed the way he ate.

"..." Matsueda Jun ate his noodles a little slower. "Has Mochizuki already had dinner?"

He said something pointless, and the girl wrinkled her nose, "You didn't even say whether you're coming back for dinner or not, how am I supposed to wait for you?"

“I don’t want to wait until someone comes back hungry and tells me, ‘I’ve already eaten out with Tomatsu.’”

Jun Matsue paused for a moment, holding the soup spoon. "That's still unlikely to happen."

"That's for the best." Mochizuki Haruka pursed her lips, stroking the cat lying on her lap while watching the satisfied expression on the boy's face as he ate his noodles.

The girl knew that Jun Matsueda always liked to concentrate on enjoying his meals, so she waited until the soup pasta was almost finished before speaking again.

"So, how's Tomatsu Tomika's situation?"

Jun Matsueda, who was eating noodles with his head down, put down his spoon. "How should I put it..."

His expression was somewhat complicated. "Nothing's wrong."

Mochizuki Haruka frowned, and the boy continued.

"Simply put, her father is now a free man, but the relationship between her and her husband has faded, so they don't plan to get back together."

"Tomatsu was quite upset about this," he added.

"Oh," the girl replied indifferently. "Anyway, don't expect me to have much sympathy for her."

After finishing the last bit of soup in the bowl, Jun Matsue went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Haruka Mochizuki shooed the cat off her lap onto the floor and walked to the sink, looking at the boy's profile.

"So the matter is resolved?"

Jun Matsue shook his head, and the foamy water washed away the oil stains on the bowl.

"There's no such thing as solving or not solving relationship problems for adults."

"We can only let nature take its course. Tomatsu might not give up and is planning to try to persuade his parents."

There were no messages on my phone in my pocket. I wonder how Tomatsu is doing.

So you'll break up again like this?

"..." The boy turned off the tap, and the room suddenly became quiet. The remaining water droplets fell to the ground and made a dripping sound.

"They'll probably break up this month."

Mochizuki took a step closer to him, their clothes almost touching. She tilted her head back and spoke in a somewhat unfriendly tone.

What does "should" mean?

“Tomatsu is in a very bad state right now and needs me to be with her,” Jun Matsueda said sincerely. “If I break up with her now, she might do something drastic.”

"Just like you were when your aunt was in a coma."

The girl had been quite aggressive, but after hearing those words, she stared at the boy for a while before lowering her head.

"Why are you always so gentle..."

You should only be gentle to me.

Jun Matsueda could only smile helplessly.

In this respect, he hasn't changed much—just like he didn't abandon Mochizuki Haruka back then, so he'll stay by Tomatsu Yuka's side now.

"So will May actually be able to break up?" Mochizuki Haruka looked up and asked with wide eyes.

"It's only the beginning of the month, there are still more than twenty days left in May." The boy walked out of the kitchen, and the girl followed closely behind him.

"Tomatsu shouldn't stay silent for that long, and I will try my best to comfort her."

"I think you've become addicted to being a psychologist, you just like to counsel troubled children." Mochizuki Haruka gently kicked his shin.

She seemed to have forgotten that she herself was the most problematic child back then when she said this.

Jun Matsue sat down on the sofa, and the girl stood in front of him, making a "six" shape with her hand.

"I don't care what you say, June—I want to hear the news that you and Tomatsu Yuka have broken up in June."

She bent down and picked up the cat that was passing by her feet, lifting up its two front paws.

"Or I'll eat you up!"

"Someone as dry and bony as me probably wouldn't taste very good," Jun Matsue said with a slightly relieved smile.

Whether this guy was pretending to be stupid or was genuinely stupid, Mochizuki Haruka glared at him.

"Also, give me the key to your apartment."

She held the cat in her left hand and stretched out her right hand, revealing her fair and delicate palm.

After moving back next door, the girl never mentioned the key to the boys' dormitory again, which is one of the reasons why Jun Matsue thought she had learned to maintain a sense of distance.

Anyway, when Mochizuki is going to 507, he is usually at home. When he is not at home, there is also a spare key under the carpet in the pet doorway.

So when Mochizuki Haruka asked for the key at this time, it wasn't just for convenience—she wanted a sense of security, a guarantee from the boy.

Jun Matsue looked at her for a moment, then stood up. "I'll get it for you."

“I’ll go with you!” The girl let go of the cat she was carrying.

The two left the living room and went into room 507 next door. The boy stopped at the entrance, opened the cabinet on the wall, and took out a box containing spare keys from the corner.

He opened the tin box, took out a key, and handed it to the girl.

"Here."

Mochizuki Haruka recognized it at a glance as her old key, because her keychain and tag were still on it.

The decorative metal tag had two lines of words she knew all too well engraved on both sides.

No matter how close people are, there will always be a time for them to part ways.

So love as much as you can, love freely.

“…Very good.” The girl’s nose suddenly stung with tears, and she nodded in satisfaction.

"I want to change the words on the front." Mochizuki Haruka gripped the key tightly and shook the tag on it.

"Let's change it to cat paw prints."

Jun Matsue looked into the girl's eyes, which were now filled with tears.

"I'm glad you like it."

We've safely passed this hurdle tonight for now.

Chapter 557 Consolation

The next morning, Jun Matsue, who had just woken up, walked out of his bedroom and put on his school uniform shirt as he headed towards the entrance.

He now has a habit of unlocking the security door first thing after getting up, so that he won't be blocked from coming over.

However, just as the boy passed the empty dining table in the living room, he heard the sound of a key turning outside the security door.

Jun Matsue blinked in surprise as he watched the girl push open the door and walk into the room, bathed in sunlight.

"...Why did Mochizuki get up so early today?"

Mochizuki Haruka was still wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown, revealing the dazzling skin of her shoulders and arms—judging from her disheveled, sticking-up hair and the wrinkles in her nightgown, she must have just woken up.

However, the girl's expression was quite energetic. She twirled the key on her finger and said, "I want to try the feeling of opening your door myself, which I haven't done in a long time."

This is a right she lost and then regained.

The boy then realized that he no longer needed to open the door for Mochizuki, and he yawned.

What would you like to eat for breakfast?

"Anything is fine, I need to go back and wash up."

Despite saying this, the girl at the door did not turn around and leave, but stared straight at him.

Matsueda Jun looked down and realized that his shirt was only half-buttoned, revealing the firm muscle lines between his chest and waist, and that even his morning menstrual period had not completely subsided.

The boy calmly and quickly buttoned up his shirt, watching his school uniform trousers return to their flat state. When he looked up again, the girl in the entryway stuck out her small, bright red tongue, turned around, and disappeared through the doorway.

After spending a few minutes washing up, I had breakfast with Mochizuki Haruka, who had returned to the living room. Then I rode my bicycle to school. When Matsueda Jun walked through the back door of the classroom, Tomatsu Yuka was still sitting in her seat as always.

The boy paused, and after he put his bag down on his seat, the girl to his right looked up and smiled at him.

Good morning, Jun-kun.

"Good morning." Jun Matsue looked at her smile.

The boy felt as if he had witnessed a vibrant flower experience a sudden downpour, leaving the girl's temperament somewhat incomplete.

Just like the illusion he once had, even now that an earthquake has struck, walls have collapsed, and classrooms are stained with blood, she can still sit quietly in her chair and look at him with a smile.

Tomatsu Tomoka used to exude a dangerous yet unpredictable charm. Her innocent smile was like a beautiful poison proclaiming its harmlessness. Only Matsueda Jun knew that she was simply hiding her true intentions.

But now, the girl has lost that composure, that strength that allows her to smile.

Jun Matsuoka had hoped that she was truly pure inside and out, but the vulnerability that could not be hidden in her smile at this moment made him feel pity.

So the boy asked one more question.

How did you sleep last night?

The girl blinked, slightly surprised. "...Not good, not bad."

"I went to bed a little late and woke up a little early, but thankfully I didn't have any weird dreams, so I felt pretty at ease."

Jun Matsue nodded. "Then you can rest a little longer at noon."

Tomatsu didn't send any messages until bedtime last night, so he took the initiative to call her. The girl seemed to still be chatting with her mother, just saying that everything was fine and there was no need to worry.

Doesn't saying that make things even more worrying...? Matsueda Jun sighed inwardly.

Perhaps because there wasn't much time left before class, the two didn't talk much. It wasn't until after the fourth period at noon that Tomatsu Yuka turned around amidst the bustling noise.

"Would you like to have lunch with me today, Jun-kun?"

"..." The boy turned around and looked at the girl sitting by the window.

Mochizuki Haruka was lying on the table, her chin resting on a cushion, looking out the window, only allowing him to see the full back of her head and her fair neck.

"Wait for me," Jun Matsue said to the girl in front of him, then walked towards the window.

"Aren't you going to the cafeteria for lunch today either?" he asked, squatting down next to Mochizuki Haruka.

"I'm not going." The girl turned to look at him. "I got up too early this morning, I need to catch up on my sleep."

"I want to eat takoyaki, freshly made and piping hot," she said, pursing her lips.

"Okay," the boy agreed. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Also, bring a carton of soy milk."

Matsueda Jun was about to get up, but Mochizuki Haruka grabbed his sleeve.