Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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That day, the two of them met Yamami Maki together, and the girl must have been very clear about his feelings. However, since visiting the Shoin Shrine that afternoon, Tomatsu Yuka had never mentioned her senior again.

Is she trying to pretend she doesn't know and continue to ignore it to maintain their relationship?

If he were to propose ending the relationship now, how would Tomatsu Tomika react?

In short, she definitely won't be happy.

Jun Matsue didn't want to think about it anymore. He took another sip of orange juice, letting the sweet and refreshing fruity flavor cover his taste buds and temporarily drown out the many thoughts in his mind.

"nailed it!"

The girl looked up and showed the boy a playlist on her tablet, and a cheerful intro filled the room.

Tomatsu Yuka stood up and walked to the door. She turned off the bright white light, and the floating neon colors drifted in the now dim room.

The girl returned to the sofa, picked up the microphone from the table, and handed it to Jun Matsueda.

"Let's sing!" she said with a sweet smile.

After adjusting her skirt, Tomatsu Yuka sat back down next to the boy. She leaned back, revealing more of her leg skin so that the gaze of the person next to her could comfortably linger on the fair skin beneath her skirt.

The soft touch against his trousers and shirt made Jun Matsue blink as he looked at the lyrics on the big screen.

"I'm happy just listening to you sing."

The girl smiled but didn't reply. Holding the microphone in one hand and linking her arm with the boy's, she began to sing to herself.

It was an upbeat song with a catchy melody and rather meaningless lyrics. Jun Matsueda glanced at the tablet standing on the table. The song was titled "Open Your Heart," the theme song for "Cardcaptor Sakura."

In Japan's karaoke scene, many songs don't have the original singers. The originally energetic accompaniment, when performed by Tomatsu Yuka, loses some of its older sister vibrancy and gains a touch of gentleness, like the girl next door who leaves home with you every morning, smiling and greeting you.

After the song ended, Tomatsu Yuka sat up, took a sip of milk tea, then put down the microphone in her hand, turned her body towards Matsueda Jun, and put one hand on his thigh.

"Let me guess why Tsun-kun doesn't want to sing, shall I?"

Jun Matsue didn't speak, but his gaze towards the girl held a hint of curiosity.

"Tsun-kun always thinks about singing in order to express his feelings, right? Just like that song 'Moment' before."

As Tomatsu Yuka spoke, she leaned her upper body closer to the boy, observing his expression.

"You want to use singing to bring out those things hidden in your heart, but after you actually release them, it won't make you feel better."

"So I think Tsunku takes singing too seriously; it doesn't actually need to have so much meaning."

The floating, vibrant colors fell on the back of the girl's pure white sailor uniform, her softness covered Matsueda Jun's chest, and in the dim, cramped space, their gazes were inescapable.

"It's not about expressing anything; just singing can make people feel relaxed and happy, which is why girls never get tired of it."

"I think Jun-kun should give it a try too, shouldn't he?"

The boy was silent for a moment, then sighed under the girl's close gaze.

"you're right."

Jun Matsue sat up, and Tomohisa Tomatsu, who was almost lying on his chest, obediently moved away, watching him pick up the microphone with a smile.

Was it to avoid intimate physical contact, or was he moved by the girl's words?

Jun Matsue was unaware of this.

Anyway, nobody cares whether the rain has stopped or not.

Chapter 507 The Bitterness of Happiness

Ahh~ My love~ flies away on the south wind~

"Ah~ Facing the blue wind~ Flying towards that island~"

A retro yet cheerful melody echoed in the private room, carrying the prosperous atmosphere of the Showa era. Tomatsu Yuka smiled, and the boy in front of her was looking at the large screen on the opposite wall, singing casually.

The abrupt ending of the outro was like a bubble bursting in the Showa era. Jun Matsueda put down the microphone, and the girl next to him clapped and laughed happily.

"You sang very well!" Tomatsu Yuka looked at Matsuda Seiko's blurry face on the screen. "I thought you would choose some more upbeat songs."

"Blue Coral Reef isn't that sad, is it?" the boy smiled.

"Tsun-kun chose all old songs. Do you prefer classic songs?" The girl looked at him curiously.

The boy has already sung two songs; the other one is "Sudden Love," the theme song from "Tokyo Love Story."

“Sing if you want to.” Jun Matsue glanced at Yuka Tomatsu’s left hand resting on his thigh out of the corner of his eye. Her small hand remained still, behaving exceptionally well-behaved.

"I used to hear Grandma Dean hum these songs a lot, so I probably just started singing them unconsciously. If you want to sing in a relaxed way, old songs are definitely more suitable."

As he picked up his drink, the boy suddenly remembered that after watching "Tokyo Love Story" at home, he had been singing its theme song for several days in a row.

He picked up the tablet for selecting songs and browsed through the popular tracks before opening the search bar. To his surprise, he actually saw Yosuke Kurusu's name at the back of the list.

Her popularity has indeed increased significantly compared to before. Is this the effect of the tour?

Jun Matsue looked at the song and saw that the highest-ranked song among Kurusu's songs was "Naniwa Koibito" (Naniwa Lovers), but he didn't think it was the best-sounding one—it seems that love songs are more popular in karaoke.

"Does Tsunku want to take a break?" Tomatsu Yuka leaned closer and took the microphone from his hand. "Then I'll continue singing."

The girl sang a few more songs, all of which were well-known national songs. After a moment of blankness, the boy picked up another microphone from the table, and their voices overlapped in the enclosed space.

Twenty minutes later, Tomatsu Yuka put down the microphone, placed both hands on Matsueda Jun's legs, lowered her head and breathed slightly, the girl's black hair falling to the boy's chest.

"I'm a little tired, let's rest for a while." She rested her chin lightly on the boy's shoulder, tilted her head back and smiled.

"How are you feeling, Jun-kun?"

"It's quite stress-relieving," Jun Matsueda nodded. "It's not the same feeling as standing on stage, but it's not bad either."

"That's how it is." The girl's upper body rose and fell with her breath, rubbing against the boy's arm. "The songs in the karaoke room are all sung to myself."

Since Tsun-kun is unwilling to go on stage because of his senior, let's show him another kind of fun, Tomatsu Yuka thought.

The two remained silent for a while, with only the solitary accompaniment music playing in the room. Jun Matsue looked at the girl leaning against him; her sailor uniform was mostly dry, but the disheveled white clothes seemed even more ambiguous in the dim light.

Feeling the boy's right hand touch her back, the girl's body trembled with surprise, awaiting his next move.

“I’ve finished my drink, I’ll go get some more.” Jun Matsue helped her up. “And I’ll check if the rain has stopped.”

The young man walked out of the room carrying two cups. The receptionist was still smiling as she watched him walk to the vending machine, put down the cups, smooth out the wrinkles on his shirt, and then gaze at the fine rain outside the door, lost in thought.

A few minutes later, Jun Matsue returned to the private room with his drink. His slightly calmer mind made him realize that he was about to be surrounded by the ambiguous atmosphere created by Yuka Tomatsu again.

However, after he sat down, the girl did not stick close to him as before. Instead, she picked up her cup, took a few sips of milk tea, and then took off her shoes.

Jun Matsue watched as Yuka Tomatsu placed her feet, clad in black calf socks, on the sofa. Her school uniform skirt, lifted up, fell down to her waist, weakly concealing the skin near her upper thighs, revealing large expanses of smooth, white skin and alluringly soft flesh.

The girl hugged her legs and looked at him, "Didn't Chun-kun ask me before why I've been so happy lately?"

The boy nodded. "You said you saw your father."

"Hmm." Tomatsu Yuka made a cute nasal sound. "Tsun-kun must have noticed something too—my family's situation is a bit different from most people's."

"It's alright." It seemed that the situation from before wouldn't happen again, and Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief. "Because so too."

The girl smiled and glanced at him, then moved closer to the boy while hugging her legs together.

“My parents divorced when I was in the first year of junior high school. My father had incurred huge debts due to venture capital investments, which forced him to separate from my mother and me…”

The girl rested her chin on her knees, and as she spoke of the past, Tomatsu Yuka seemed lost in thought, her face losing its luster. Seeing her expression, Matsueda Jun wished he could return to the ambiguous atmosphere he had previously found so difficult to resist.

"To avoid debt, my father rarely sees me, maybe only once every six months. To avoid getting into trouble, I don't have his contact information, and my mother relays all the information about him to me..."

“My mother and I don’t really get along. Although I’ve thought about changing this relationship, what she and I pursue are different. No matter how hard I try, the natural misunderstanding between us is unavoidable…”

As she spoke, the girl's firm posture of hugging her legs softened, and her right hand touched the boy's hand on the sofa. The area of ​​contact between her body and Jun Matsueda gradually increased—the boy in front of her was the lover she had chosen, and no matter how much she reminded herself to restrain herself, Tomatsu Yuka couldn't help but move closer to him.

“But now things are finally starting to change—during spring break, my mom and I went to see my dad, and we even had dinner together.”

"Dad said his debts will be paid off soon!"

As she said this, Tomatsu Yuka had already curled up most of her body in Matsueda Jun's arms, and the girl looked up at him with a smile full of happiness.

"It turns out that even the life I've taken for granted can change."

She hugged the boy tightly, their upper bodies pressed together. Matsueda Jun felt his chest pressing against the overflowing soft flesh, the sensation was wonderful.

He watched as the girl raised her legs and straddled him, writhing uncomfortably.

Tomatsu Yuka's eyes were filled with lust as she looked at him.

"When I'm happy, I feel aroused, what should I do..."

Chapter 508 Sleepless Nights and the Dream of Dongda University

Pushing open the apartment door, I placed the umbrella in the entryway. The boy's jacket flew through the air and landed on the sofa.

Finding his home clothes, Jun Matsue went straight to the bathroom, took off his shirt and trousers—the faint scent of lily of the valley lingered on them, reminding the boy of the enchanting scene in the dimly lit room not long ago.

Tomatsu Yuka's invitation was naturally declined. They didn't stay in the private room for long afterward. When the rain subsided, Matsueda Jun took her to the station with an umbrella.

It's impossible for him to be aroused. No matter how much the girl twists and turns on him, the boy's most basic bottom line will never waver.

Even if we take a step back, he wouldn't allow a young girl's precious and beautiful first time to happen in a cramped karaoke room.

So even though Tomatsu Tomoka acted particularly seductive and clingy, Matsueda Jun could only choose to help her up and create distance between them.

As the girl was pushed away, she was still staring at the exaggerated bulge under the boy's school uniform trousers. Recalling that lingering, alluring gaze, Jun Matsueda exhaled forcefully, turned on the showerhead, and set the water temperature to the coldest setting.

A few minutes later, the boy, having calmed down again, walked out of the bathroom, threw his dirty clothes into the washing machine, and picked up his phone from the sink. It showed a message from Tomatsu Yuka not long ago.

"I'm home! Thank you for the umbrella, Jun-kun."

The girl posted a photo of herself standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Although her clothes were a little disheveled, she looked much more normal than she did in the karaoke room.

"It's a bit cold on rainy days. Mom said to make curry soup for dinner tonight. I'd like to make it for you sometime!"

After replying to the message, Jun Matsue took out udon noodles from the refrigerator. The girl's words made him crave curry, so he decided to have curry udon noodles for dinner.

He placed a steaming bowl of noodle soup on the table, and as usual, the boy picked up the remote control. The sound of the TV program echoed in the living room, drowning out the light rain outside the window.

Jun Matsueda didn't intend to watch the show; he only turned on the TV for the noise. He's always been the kind of person who prefers to focus on enjoying his food.

However, halfway through his udon noodles, the boy heard a familiar song in his ear—it was the girl who had been humming the theme song of "Tokyo Love Story" around him for several days in a row.

He looked up, and on the television screen at the other end of the living room was a close-up of Kurusu Yosei's face; the girl's profile was flawless in the shot. She didn't make any special expression, yet even as the camera zoomed out, the viewer's gaze remained firmly fixed on the girl, unable to resist her captivating charm.

It shouldn't be a live broadcast... The boy put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone, took a picture of the TV, and sent it to the "Kirakira" profile picture in his contact list.

I saw your program.

Yosei Kurusu replied to the message quickly, sending a voice message: "Even if I'm not watching in person, my charm is just as strong~"

The girl's smug tone made Jun Matsuoka smile. He picked up his bowl and drank his noodle soup while replying to her message.

"Is this a new song you're singing? I haven't heard it before." He had listened to every song from Yosuke Kurusu's debut album more than once.

"That's right! I went on this show to promote my new album. Pre-orders for the new album just started today, and things are going quite well."

Jun Matsue finished the last bite of udon and said, "Then remember to order one for me too."

"No problem! I'll arrange for you to get the pre-order bonus badge and the limited live CD, too!"

"Is the treatment really that good?" The boy chuckled softly.

"Of course! You're my number one fan!"

After finishing his chat with Yosei Kurusu, Jun Matsueda washed the dishes, hung up the laundry, and sat at his desk in the bedroom, opening his math workbook and studying until he went to bed.

Mathematics is a mentally taxing subject, and with the white noise of rain outside the window, he should have fallen asleep quickly and soundly tonight. However, after lying in bed with his eyes closed for half an hour, the boy still couldn't fall asleep at all.

Jun Matsue opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling; he knew exactly why.

Having experienced the intimate moments with Maki Yamami in the newsroom and the irresistible allure of Yuka Tomatsu in the karaoke room, the desires of a teenage boy were aroused and surged to an almost uncontrollable level.

Jun Matsue did not intend to resolve the issue himself, because he did not want to succumb to the desire for pleasure—once it happened, it could happen again, and it would be bad if he developed some bad habits.

He got out of bed, took off his clothes, went into the bedroom next door to Lai Xiyangshi, took out her exercise mat, and started with sit-ups and push-ups, followed by planks and burpees. Feeling that he had almost exhausted himself, he took a hot shower before returning to bed.

The next morning, Jun Matsue arrived at school a little later than usual. Tomatsu Yuka watched him walk to his seat, the girl's expression showing some curiosity.

"Didn't you sleep well last night, Jun-kun?"

The boy nodded. "I went to bed a little late."

Tomatsu Tomoka was a little worried, "If you have insomnia, you can take a hot bath before bed or eat some bananas..."

Her words were interrupted by Mochizuki Haruka, who walked behind Matsueda Jun—the girl was also acting strangely today; instead of staring out the window or sleeping on the table as usual, she was studying diligently.