Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Natsumi Imokawa was lying on her side on the sofa, her black hair loose, and the drawn curtains cast an uneven shadow on her body, which swayed slightly with the girl's breathing.

Jun Matsue sat down at her feet and leaned over to look at the girl's face, which was a peaceful and serene sleeping face.

Imokawa's phone, which was lying next to him, was still lit up, displaying a message in the chat box.

"Pine Branch, please wake me up in half an hour! You must wake me up!"

The boy smiled helplessly; the girl was far too diligent, not even wanting to take a long nap.

Half an hour later, Jun Matsue shook the arm that Natsumi Imokawa had on her waist.

"Imokawa, wake up."

"Mmm..." The girl made a muffled sound. She didn't open her eyes, but just turned over and continued to lie down. Her two little feet, which were originally hanging off the sofa, were placed on the boy's legs.

"Imokawa?" He shook her arm again, but this time there was no response.

“…This guy.” Jun Matsue looked at his delicate, fair feet on his legs and covered them with his hands.

The tickling on the soles of her feet immediately woke Natsumi Imokawa up. The girl subconsciously pulled her legs back, sat up, and looked at the boy in front of her.

"What is Songzhi doing?" She looked blankly at him, having just woken up.

Jun Matsue raised his hands to show his innocence, saying, "I called you several times but couldn't wake you, so I tickled your foot."

"Oh..." she rubbed her eyes, "It's already one o'clock?"

"One o'clock and three minutes."

"Okay~" She stood up, pulled back the curtains, stretched out a big yawn, and her graceful body curves were bathed in sunlight.

"I'll continue recording after I wash my face!"

The recording session in the afternoon went very smoothly. Jun Matsue finished the task in an hour and then played some games with the girl.

"Matsushige, Matsushige, what's next?" Natsumi Imokawa asked excitedly, sitting in front of the computer and holding the controller.

She usually watches movies alone at home, so the novelty and fun of playing games with someone else is like watching "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" after watching "Cardcaptor Sakura"—so even though she gets flustered and killed by zombies several times, the girl is still having a blast.

"Hmm... let me check the time." Jun Matsue took out his phone. It was a little past three o'clock. After taking the bus home and then going to the supermarket to buy groceries, he wouldn't get back to his apartment until almost four o'clock.

"Let's finish building the house first, I still need to buy groceries to go home."

It was called a house, but it was really just a matchbox that the two of them built.

"Ah." The girl glanced at the time. "It's already three o'clock? How come it's so fast!"

The boy smiled and said, "That's how it is when you play games; time flies by in the blink of an eye."

"Then I should play fewer games in the future. I don't have enough time to begin with..." Natsumi Imokawa muttered to herself, staring at the screen.

Despite saying this, the girl secretly slowed down the pace of building the roof.

At 3:20, the sound of a door opening echoed in the quiet corridor on the eleventh floor. Jun Matsue stepped out of the door and turned to look at the girl standing in the entryway.

"I'm leaving?"

"Oh..." Natsumi Imokawa nodded reluctantly. "Um, Matsue, don't forget about the recording later."

"Then next time I come, don't oversleep again," the boy said with a smile.

The girl blushed, hurriedly waved to the boy, and then closed the door.

After boarding the tram and entering the supermarket, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Jun Matsue knocked on the door of room 506.

Light footsteps sounded behind the door, which opened to reveal Mochizuki Haruka's languid face.

"You're back too late!" she said with displeasure, carrying the cat in her arms as she walked next door.

"It's only a little past four o'clock..."

Jun Matsue, carrying two plastic bags, raised his arm, allowing the girl to take out her keys from her pocket and open the door.

He could have come back earlier, but the supermarket was having a sale on eggs today, and the checkout area was full of housewives queuing up to pay.

The two entered the apartment. Mochizuki Haruka released the cat from her arms and let it fall freely, then reached out and took the bag from the boy's hand.

"I'll make you fried rice for dinner tonight. I asked the maid for the recipe this afternoon."

Matsueda Jun's lips curved into a slight smile. "Then I'll assist you."

The girl went into the kitchen, tied on an apron, placed her phone on the stove, and opened a video sent by her maid.

"Speaking of which, after Songzhi left this morning, I had a rather interesting dream."

"What dream?" The boy blinked.

“You’ve turned into an ugly cat, and I can do whatever I want with you.” Mochizuki Haruka made a kneading dough gesture.

"The kind of control that I can mold and shape at will."

"If only reality were like this."

The girl rolled her eyes at him, then tied her hair into a high ponytail and picked up a kitchen knife.

"I'll wash the vegetables for you," Jun Matsue said with a smile as he walked up to her.

The rather long Golden Week holiday ended with a bowl of Wangyue's secret-recipe fried rice.

As for whose fried rice tastes better, Jun Matsue believes that this remains to be verified.

Chapter 552 The End of the Golden Week

The first day back at school started with exams. The flurry of test papers poured down like a downpour, quenching the restless flames in the students' hearts.

"Senior year of high school is so boring..."

As Jun Matsueda walked out of the restroom, Ken Sakamuro, who was next to him, complained to him like this.

"So what if there are a lot of exams?" Jun Matsueda flicked the water droplets in his hand onto his school uniform. "You've still had all the holidays you were supposed to have."

"School life has suddenly become boring," the boy said, his brows drooping.

"In the past, I could hear people gossiping about this and that in the classroom, or about the recent activities of the volleyball and basketball clubs."

"But now most people have either left the club or faded out, so there's nothing new to hear when you're sitting in the classroom."

"I think you haven't played enough basketball," Jun Matsuoka said, waving to the students who greeted him in the corridor.

"I had no choice, I had to go to higher education too." Ken Sakamuro scratched his cheek. "So I took advantage of this holiday to have a good time!"

Jun Matsue shook his head speechlessly.

What did Songzhi do during his vacation?

"...It's just going out with friends."

Filming with Imokawa and the others, I guess you could call it having fun?

"Have you gone on a date with Tomatsu? She's your girlfriend, you should spend more time with her."

"...You don't need to worry about that."

Following Tomatsu's father together, could that be considered a date?

The two returned to the classroom, marking the end of the morning's exams. The atmosphere in the class became lively again. Jun Matsueda saw Rion, a gal, and several other girls gathered around the back window, chatting about Yosuke Kousaki's flash mob performance two days prior.

"I was shopping in Shinjuku at the time! But because I was indoors, I didn't hear anything from the performance, which was a real shame!"

"I did see the live stream notification, but by the time I got there it was already over..."

Surrounded by the girls, Mochizuki Haruka didn't say anything; she yawned at the bright sunlight outside the window.

"Did you see Yosei-chan's performance, Mochizuki-chan?" Rion, standing behind the chair, nudged the girl's shoulder. "I watched the live stream at home, it was really great! It must have been so romantic live!"

The young lady uttered a few words expressionlessly, "Not interested."

"Eh—" the hot girl exclaimed in disappointment.

Jun Matsue smiled and turned to look at the other side, where Yuka Tomatsu was holding a box of juice and sipping it slowly.

Noticing the boy's gaze, she looked up and blinked.

"Is there something you need, Chun-jun?"

He shook his head. "I just finished the exam and don't want to look down at my books right now."

"Then let's chat for a bit~" the girl said with a smile, "How's the filming progress? Have you encountered any problems?"

"It went very smoothly, everyone filmed quite quickly."

Jun Matsue recalled that the biggest difficulties the crew was facing were Tomatsu Tomoka, who was in a low mood, and the director himself, who was staying up all night and couldn't get out of bed.

"That's good~" Tomatsu Yuka's smile became even gentler. "I saw a short clip of the finished product posted by Imokawa in the group yesterday, and it looked really good."

"With Tsunku's monologue added, it feels just like watching a real movie!"

The crew members have a small group chat of four people called "White Line Flow". Because they haven't filmed the aunt's scenes yet, Mochizuki Haruka hasn't added her to the group.

"I can't wait to see the final cut!"

Did Imokawa stay up late again last night...? With this thought in mind, Matsueda Jun chatted with the girl for a few more minutes until Kominato Shoko walked into the classroom and gently knocked on the back door.

"Are Songzhi and Youhua free?"

The boy and girl followed their homeroom teacher out of the classroom, and the two of them, acting like bullies, made way for all the students in the corridor.

"There will be a parent-teacher meeting next week, so in addition to the notice, there are some materials that parents need to read in advance."

Ms. Kominato's low-heeled leather shoes clicked loudly, the sound slightly muffled than usual—perhaps, like their owner, they hadn't quite recovered from the holiday yet.

"I have to go to a meeting later, so please take care of the notices and documents."

"No problem." The boy nodded.

The two entered the office. The female teacher's desk was piled with papers. Jun Matsue pulled a chair to the side of the desk and sat down with the girl.

"Have you gotten any results from the investigation into your father?" He looked at the girl sitting at her desk, tapping on the papers.

"Yes!" Tomatsu Tomohana nodded, and her face was no longer as gloomy as before when the matter was brought up.

“Dad doesn’t have anyone he likes right now—that’s the result of the detective’s investigation.”

“He sent me my dad’s movements and contacts over the past few days. Apart from his colleagues at the company, he didn’t have any close friends, and there were no colleagues he actively approached.”

"It's that woman we met before who's been unilaterally getting close to Dad; it's a bit annoying." She pursed her lips.

"The detective also checked on Dad's current living situation. There were no strange people around, so his debts should really be paid off."

"That's good news." Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little less burdened.

The girl smiled and nodded. "So I plan to go see my dad again tomorrow."

“This time I’m going to meet him directly and ask him what’s really going on—Dad is different from Mom, I can definitely tell if he’s lying.”

"Hopefully, there will be good news."

Jun Matsueda placed a stack of notices he had neatly arranged aside, but his outstretched hand could not be withdrawn—Tomoka Tomatsu gently grasped the boy's wrist.

The girl looked into his eyes, "Jun-kun, can you come with me this time?"

"I feel that even if Dad hasn't fallen for someone else, I might not get good news tomorrow." Her smile turned into a barely perceptible faint arc.

"Otherwise, why would they lie to me?"

Tomatsu Yuka's fingertips caressed the boy's wrist, which helped her suppress her ominous premonition.

"In these unsettling moments, I wish Tsunkun could be with me."

"I need you," the girl said with her eyes, a look that was hard to refuse.

Jun Matsueda thought for a moment, "How about after school tomorrow?"

"Yes, I've already arranged a time with my dad."

"I'll go with you."

This isn't an unreasonable request, he thought.

"That's wonderful!" Tomatsu Yuka smiled brightly again. "I really don't know what I would have done if Tsunku hadn't been by my side."

The girl released his wrist, and Jun Matsue continued to check the documents. As he turned the corner of each page, he remembered the face of another girl.

"The Golden Week holiday is almost over."

As she said this, the once aloof and clear pool water in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes shimmered with a cautious, expectant light.