Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Take it seriously..." Matsueda Jun felt a little worried; Kurusu was not a meticulous person.

"Let's not talk about that now," the girl waved her hand. "Because I'm currently in a strong phase, I won't be taking a long break."

"Next, we'll prepare for the release of our second album, and also go on TV shows to promote it, further converting word-of-mouth into popularity."

"I'll probably take a week off, and I might not stay in the apartment the whole time."

Yosuke Kurusu stopped staring at the TV screen and turned to look at the boy.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you the answer you're looking for."

Jun Matsueda remained calm; the girl's brief return did not signify a change in the situation, something he had known all along.

"I think you should stick to your own pace; being impatient will always cause problems."

He smiled and said, "I don't want to find out that I, as your number one fan, have become a blemish on the brilliance of your dreams."

Yosuke Kurusu didn't answer the boy's question, as if she agreed, or as if she hadn't heard it. She turned her head and looked at the young couple kissing passionately on the beach on TV.

She wants to reach the pinnacle of her idol's career as quickly as possible.

In order to express their emotions as freely as they do on screen.

Chapter 492 Her White Dress

On the fourth day of spring break, at eight o'clock in the morning, Jun Matsue had just finished breakfast and was sitting at the dining table looking at his phone.

The living room was quiet. He glanced at the closed door of the girl's bedroom, where Kurusu Yosei was fast asleep.

The girl has been back in Tokyo for three days, and her life is exceptionally leisurely. When she says she's resting, she means she's resting completely. Every day she just eats and drinks, watches TV with him, or goes next door to provoke Mochizuki Haruka and play games with her.

The boy picked up his shoulder bag from the chair next to him, and after making sure he hadn't forgotten anything, he walked to the refrigerator and wrote a sticky note telling his sleeping roommate that he wouldn't be coming back for lunch.

Today is the day when the cherry blossoms in Tokyo are in full bloom, and he is going out to enjoy the cherry blossoms with Tomatsu Tomoka.

Pushing open the metal door, a clear, expansive sky came into view. Jun Matsue took a breath of the fresh air in the corridor and gently closed the door behind him.

I walked past the apartment next door and didn't hear anything. My aunt came last night, and she seemed to be having a lot of fun with Laixi next door, not stopping until midnight. I guess she'll sleep until noon, just like my niece.

The boy walked out of the apartment building. He didn't plan to ride his bike today; it would only take him ten or twenty minutes to walk to Kugayama Station.

Before setting off, Jun Matsue took a picture of the car waiting with him at the intersection and sent it to the rabbit avatar in his chat list.

"I've already set off."

The reply came quickly, also a picture: a patch of daisies swaying beside the walkway, and a glimpse of a girl's skirt.

"I'm heading out too. I'll wait for Matsue-kun at the platform later~"

Fifteen minutes later, Jun Matsueda walked into Kugayama Station and boarded the Inokashira Line train. The train was crowded and there were hardly any seats left, but when the boy entered the carriage, all eyes seemed to be able to bend and still pass through the crowd to focus on him.

After the tram started moving, Jun Matsueda turned his head and looked around the carriage. He pushed through the crowd, leaned against the carriage wall, and stood in a corner, escaping the gazes that were gathering around him.

However, many teenage girls still had their eyes glued to his face.

"Excuse me, are you also a student at Star Academy?" The girl standing next to him by the wall couldn't help but ask.

The boy wearing headphones looked up at her, then smiled and shook his head.

Jun Matsueda's smile was merely out of politeness, but in the girl's eyes, it was a very auspicious sign, indicating that her destined marriage was today.

"You're a high school student who lives nearby, right?" she asked, trying to make her smile even more beautiful. "You look familiar. Maybe we've met during a school exchange activity or on our way to or from school?"

That's how it is with good-looking people; they always look familiar to everyone.

Myojo Academy High School is located near Inokashira Park, just one stop away from Kugayama, so theoretically it is indeed possible.

However, Jun Matsue didn't want the girl to have any illusions, so he took off his headphones.

"My home is very close to Kugayama, and I don't usually go to Inokashira. Our school does have exchange activities with Myojo Academy, but I haven't participated in any of them."

The girl hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask directly, "Which high school do you go to?"

She looked at the boy nervously and expectantly. He opened his mouth, but it wasn't to answer her question.

"Excuse me, I need to get off."

"Ah, sorry." The girl hurriedly leaned to the side, but Jun Matsueda walked by and once again drew her attention.

She watched the boy stand on the platform, and a girl in a white dress walked over from a distance. He took off his headphones and smiled at the girl.

The girls in the carriage immediately realized that there are different levels of smiles, and the differences are vast.

She then looked at the girl who had walked up to the boy, at her flawless skirt, her smooth black hair draped over her shoulders, her bright smile, and her gentle eyes.

As the train started moving, the girl in the carriage had to admit that she had broken up with her boyfriend.

The roar of the car faded into the distance, and Jun Matsue looked at the girl in front of him.

Tomatsu Yuka wore a white dress without any patterns or complicated designs. The cinched waist accentuated her slender figure, and the short sleeves couldn't hide the fair skin of her delicate arms.

The train stirred up a gust of wind on the platform, lifting the hem of her skirt to reveal the girl's shapely legs. Her black hair swayed in the breeze, carrying with it the youthful memories of the people on the platform.

"What are you looking at, Matsueda-kun?" Tomatsu Yuka tilted her head slightly, looking at the boy in front of her with curiosity.

"I just feel a little nostalgic." Jun Matsue looked into her eyes, where a dark, thick liquid swirled in the depths, forming incredible patterns like ink.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you wear a dress like this."

"It's just a simple shirt dress." The girl smiled sweetly.

"You used to have a really nice dress, a similar style, right?" The boy thought of her from their school entrance ceremony. "Why haven't I seen you wear it since?"

“Actually, I still wear it now, but I just don’t wear it in front of you.” Tomatsu Yuka’s eyes were sly. “Because during the brass band training camp, I wore it to teach some annoying people a lesson, and I feel like the skirt got dirty.”

"The clothes shown to Songzhi should be clean inside and out."

“…As long as you’re happy.” Jun Matsue walked to her side, and the two went from facing each other to walking side by side. “The next bus should be here soon.”

"As long as I'm with Matsueda-kun, I can wait no matter how long it takes," the girl said playfully. "But why did you get off the bus? Shouldn't I be the one getting on?"

The boy shrugged. "There's a girl in the carriage that's too annoying. I'll get off and avoid her."

"I see." Tomatsu Yuka smiled even more broadly. "That's alright then. Once I get on the train, she definitely won't have the courage to bother you anymore~"

Actually, she had already seen the girl talking to Matsueda Jun behind the train window before the train had even come to a complete stop. This preferential treatment of the boy made her feel particularly pleased.

What the girl enjoys most right now is being able to stand right next to the boy—and she has the courage and determination to defeat any rival in order to maintain this privilege.

“I heard that now that the weather is warming up, there are more perverts on the trains,” Tomatsu Yuka suddenly said.

“With me here, why are you worried about this?” Jun Matsue put his headphones back on.

"There are too many people around," the girl said with a smile. "Once we get on the bus, we'll stand in the corner, and Songzhi will surround me with her body, so I won't have to worry."

The boy rolled his eyes at her, and Tomatsu Yuka blinked her dark, bright eyes innocently.

Unfortunately, there weren't many people on the second bus, and the two found seats next to each other.

However, Jun Matsue was indeed no longer harassed.

Because all the girls' gazes, when they looked at him, dared not look past the white dress that made them feel ashamed of themselves.

Chapter 493 Tomatsu Yuka Will Not Let Go

From Hamadayama to Ueno, passing Meidaimae, Shinjuku, and Kanda, the young man and woman transferred to four subway lines.

At 9:12, Jun Matsue stepped out of the shopping center where the underground station was located, and immediately his vision was filled with crowds of people and large areas of green vegetation.

"There are so many people."

"Actually, I'm also wondering about it." Tomatsu Yuka followed closely beside the boy. "Matsueda-kun doesn't seem to like crowds."

“…Since we’re already here.” Jun Matsueda looked at the crowded people in front of the station and thought to himself that he should have thought more before making the decision.

"It's okay, Ueno Park is huge, we'll just walk in the less crowded areas." The girl immediately reassured him, "The more crowded it is, the more beautiful the cherry blossoms are."

“Let’s go then.” The boy looked at the sign. “The park entrance is nearby.”

As soon as he took a step, he felt a soft and warm touch on his right hand. Jun Matsue turned around, and Yuka Tomatsu blinked, looking completely harmless.

"We have to be careful not to get separated. We're a couple today. If you mind holding hands, I can link arms with you."

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, then raised his arm, and the girl quickly took it, a satisfied smile on her face.

"That way, even if there are many people, they won't get separated."

"We're all adults, is it really possible for us to get separated..."

Tomatsu Yuka ignored his question, smiled and wrapped her arm around the boy's, and the two walked towards the park together.

Two or three minutes later, the entrance to Ueno Park appeared before them. The wide circular plaza was crowded with people and temporary stalls. In the center was a flower bed with the words "Ueno Grace Park" engraved on a large, round stone. Behind it was a cherry tree in full bloom.

"I'm starting to get a feel for it." Jun Matsue nodded.

"Let's take a picture first~" Tomatsu Yuka pulled him to stand in front of the flower bed and asked a passerby to take a picture.

"It feels pretty good." The girl looked at the photo and continued walking into the park arm in arm with the boy. "It would be even better if Pine Branch smiled even more sweetly."

“I was clearly smiling happily,” Jun Matsue said, looking at the photo in her hand.

Tomatsu Yuka looked up at him. "Sweetness and happiness are not the same thing!"

The boy sighed, "Then you should hold my hand."

"This definitely feels more like a couple's relationship~" the girl said approvingly.

Matsueda Jun didn't change his mind because of this—the weather was warmer today, and Tomatsu's arm-holding posture kept changing towards a "hug".

Putting aside the issue of whether it's hot or not, her dress isn't thick, and it's not good for her chest to be rubbing like that.

Ueno Park is very large, encompassing Ueno Zoo, Tokyo Museum of Art, and the National Museum of Nature and Science, among other places. The cherry blossoms are mainly concentrated on the path leading to Shinobazu Pond in the center of the park, also known as the Cherry Blossom Avenue.

The young boy and girl walked along the cherry blossom avenue with the flow of people. The two holding hands could have kept their distance, but the dense crowd forced their shoulders to touch.

"The cherry blossoms along the way are all so white," Tomatsu Tomoka said, looking around at the cherry blossoms.

Her attention was no longer on the cherry blossoms. The boy's large palm and her own hand were pressed together without any gap. The girl in the crowd felt a dizzying and immense happiness.

These are Jun-kun's hands, large and strong, with distinct knuckles, capable of easily enveloping her...

"It's probably because they bloomed relatively early." Junya Matsueda was somewhat absent-minded because of the warmth in his hands. "These cherry blossoms should all be Somei Yoshino cherry blossoms, which change color from pink to white after blooming."

"I see……"

The girl spoke softly, then fell silent, and the boy decided to continue the silence, their connected bodies seemingly deepening their understanding.

The two strolled slowly through the long cherry blossom grove, the pure white blossoms gradually turning into light crimson clouds. The crowd around them was still noisy, but the young man and woman began to enjoy the tranquility that belonged only to each other amidst the fervor.

Jun Matsue could clearly feel his hand, which he was holding, gradually warming up—perhaps because of the high temperature of 25 degrees Celsius today, or perhaps because his accelerated heartbeat was pumping more blood to his palm.

But none of that mattered. Their hands started to sweat, and their skin became sticky as they held each other. The boy felt Tomatsu Yuka tighten her grip on his hand.

However, Jun Matsuoka did not let her let go. To be honest, he liked this feeling, this sense of security.

When was the last time we held hands?

The boy flipped through his memories—October 11th, a Saturday, he and Yamami Maki went to an outdoor equipment store to prepare for their school trip.

On the way home, the girl shook their clasped hands, planned his accommodation and training program, and said she would record the autumn leaves of Ueno Ridge for him.

It's been more than five months since then. Now, when I think back on it, Matsueda Jun's heart no longer aches. His previously racing heartbeat has just calmed down.

Having experienced the hesitation and indecisiveness of Yamami Maki, Tomatsu Tomoka's tight grip on his hand, unwilling to let go, actually made him feel exceptionally at ease.

Even the longest road has an end. The young boy and girl walked out of the cherry blossom avenue and rested at the roundabout surrounded by pink and white petals.

They chose a quiet patch of grass where few people were. Tomatsu Yuka reluctantly let go of the boy's hand, took out a picnic mat from her bag, spread it out, and sat down.

"It's getting a little hot~" She hugged her legs together, looked up at the boy standing in front of her and smiled sweetly, her face flushed with a hint of ambiguity.

“There might be too many people.” Jun Matsue sat down next to her, observing the people chatting and playing cards under the nearby cherry blossom trees.

When he turned around, he found the girl still staring at him, but she wasn't looking at his face, but at his hand resting on his leg.

"You're sweating," Tomatsu Yuka said softly. "I really want to lick it off for Matsue-san."

The boy glanced at her, then took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his hands.

"The Japanese are really strange. They are so cautious and concerned about their image in public, yet they can take off their shoes and sit under such beautiful cherry blossom trees, eating, drinking and chatting in front of tourists."

“What you’re saying does sound a bit amazing,” the girl said with a smile. As she echoed him, several other girls noticed them from in front of them.

"Isn't that Yuka?" the girls exclaimed in surprise, crowding around. "Are you enjoying the cherry blossoms with Matsue-kun? Is it a date?"