Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Jun Matsue blinked. The girl's way of addressing Maki Yami hadn't changed, but the intimacy in her tone had completely vanished.

He shook his head. "I was recalling what happened when I first returned to school last year."

Tomatsu Yuka tilted her head, signaling the boy to continue.

"Back then, we walked through the corridor just like we do today to get to this archive room."

The girl understood what he was talking about. She turned around and looked at the half-height window on the wall, where traces of rain began to appear.

"I even said I was going to jump off from here back then," Tomatsu Yuka said with some emotion.

However, she didn't intend to do that now. The girl turned around and continued to look at the boy in front of her. The distance between the two in this small space was not far, but it wasn't close either.

"I can understand Matsue-kun now."

The girl's emotions were very complex; the bitter flames of regret and jealousy burned quietly within her.

"Being deceived and betrayed by someone you trust and love is indeed a very painful thing." Her tone was like a confession.

"Moreover, both the weight of the emotions and the pain of betrayal were much more profound for Matsueda at the time."

"I was really too much back then..."

When the girl said this, she was already swaying slightly, but she still managed to stay upright and did not sit down. Instead, she slowly walked closer and took Matsueda Jun's right hand in both hands.

In most human cultures around the world, the right hand represents an oath.

"So now I'm starting to not understand it."

"Matsueda-kun is someone who values ​​promises so much, would she really break her own promise?"

"Do you like her that much?"

A flash of lightning streaked across the window, illuminating Jun Matsueda's face, while the girl's expression remained in the darkness.

Then came the thunder.

Chapter 385 Kidnapping

The sound of rain began to echo inside the teaching building.

"Matsueda promised me that if she ever liked someone, she would tell me immediately."

As raindrops tapped against the windowpane, Tomatsu Yuka felt like a small boat swaying on an unpredictable sea, on the verge of capsizing at any moment.

To feel more secure, she held the boy's hands tightly and waited for his reply.

Matsueda Jun looked at the girl in front of him with her head down and eyes lowered. Her hands were warm and soft, enveloping him.

The two men's posture resembled that of sinners kissing the priest's hand, begging for forgiveness.

However, he was the one who did wrong.

"I broke my promise." He made no attempt to deny it. "I'm sorry."

"Apologize again..." Tomatsu Yuka's tears fell onto their hands, hot and sharp.

The girl looked up at the boy's face. Unlike when she faced Yamami Maki, she did not become hysterical, filled with grief and anger.

She just quietly and sadly shed tears.

"Do you all think that after apologizing like this, these things can be put on the back burner?"

"So you can just leave me behind and enjoy your relationship without any guilt?"

"Can I refuse to accept this reality...?"

Tomatsu Yuka's body trembled as she fell into Matsueda Jun's arms, her hands pressed against the boy's body.

"Why...why does Tsunkun like his senior?"

"...I fell in love with her without even realizing it." Jun Matsue supported the girl's shoulders to prevent her from slipping to the ground.

What do you mean by "unconsciously"?

"How many times have you been secretly seeing people behind my back?!"

The girl's cries mingled with the rain, pounding against Jun Matsueda's eardrums.

His choice to remain silent was equally cruel to Tomatsu Yuka.

The girl clutched the boy's clothes tightly, her sense of defeat beyond words.

"Is it because my sakura mochi isn't good? Are you unhappy working with me at the library?"

"Or is it because I paid too much attention to you at school that you got annoyed?"

"Didn't you say you really liked the way I played the saxophone?"

"Why, why are you suddenly telling me you like your senior?"

Tears are the most powerless expression of love, because a young girl's vulnerability has deprived her of other ways to express it.

"I'm working hard too... so why do you only see the senior student?"

Tomatsu Yuka pushed Matsueda Jun to sit down in a chair, but the girl remained standing. She untied the hair tie from her ponytail, letting her smooth black hair fall freely.

The hair she cut short with a boy by her side has now grown past her collarbone. The girl's flowing hair, paired with her misty, rain-kissed expression, creates a unique, almost ethereal beauty.

"This is the short hair that Songzhi saw me cut back then."

"Actually, I don't really like short hair, but ever since then, every time I look in the mirror and see my hair, I feel a special sense of satisfaction."

"This is proof of what I've done for Matsueda-kun."

"Watching it grow longer little by little is like watching my efforts accumulate bit by bit, and my goodwill towards Songzhi gradually increases."

"Does Matsueda-kun still remember the system?"

Tomatsu Tomoka took Matsueda Jun's hand again. He looked up and saw the girl had temporarily stopped crying, her expression filled with reminiscence.

"Whether it was the hug at the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference or the hand I'm touching now, I haven't even glanced at the favorability rating on the system."

Not even once.

"I hesitated for a long time before I finally held back..."

"Because I said before that I hoped that even if Matsueda forgave me, he wouldn't tell me."

"That way I can always have the courage to get close to you."

“I remember what Songzhi told me back then: Don’t say forever.”

"But before my eternal end, it was you who changed first..."

Her tears, which she had stopped, began to flow again.

"At the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly before the start of the semester, what were you and your senior thinking when you comforted me?!"

The lightning outside the window turned Jun Matsueda's vision into a white blur.

When he came to his senses, the girl had already thrown herself into his arms and was crying out loud with her last bit of strength.

When Tomatsu Yuka questioned him in tears, he wanted to say something, but in the end he kept quiet.

No one can remain unmoved while spending time with Tomatsu Tomoka, but there's no point in saying that now.

Jun Matsue looked at the floor of the room, where the light and shadow on the glass covered the surface, changing as the rain slid down.

The desire for love needs nurturing, pain needs to be tasted, and foolishness needs to be practiced.

“Going further and further down the wrong path is what is called folly.”

"What do you mean?" The girl looked up.

"I'm just criticizing myself." Jun Matsueda took out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the girl's eyes.

If he hadn't promised his senior to keep their feelings a secret, he might have been able to be even more ruthless when facing Tomatsu Yuka now.

However, when it comes to matters of the heart, there's no turning back.

As the boy in front of her wiped away her tears, the girl's tears fell like rain, and she felt Jun Matsueda's determination.

"What's so great about Yamami Maki?!" she shouted in Matsueda Jun's ear.

"There's nothing wrong with her."

He slowly wiped away the girl's tears, his pockets empty of tissues, as if mocking the meaninglessness of the boy's actions.

"Yes! It definitely exists!" Tomatsu Yuka exclaimed urgently, as if she had grasped at a lifeline.

"My senior can't cook; she's even clumsy when frying an egg. She has no sense of money, doesn't know how to manage a household, and never looks at the price when she buys things. She's also always indecisive and lacks her own opinions."

"You will never be happy with her!"

"I'll only know after we're together."

The girl seemed to have her vocal cords choked, and suddenly fell silent. After a long while, she asked in a confused tone.

"Is it because I deeply hurt Tsun-kun that the gods are punishing me in this way?"

"You need to rest now," Jun Matsue said, looking at her increasingly haggard face. "The storm is about to get worse."

Tomatsu Tomoka slumped in her chair, motionless. Matsueda Jun had no choice but to quickly finish his paperwork and help the girl leave the classroom.

Stepping out of the teaching building, the wind and rain that hit you were enough to smear the face of any unsuspecting pedestrian. Jun Matsue opened his umbrella in advance and looked at the girl next to him who was blankly carrying her schoolbag and umbrella.

"Isn't your mother coming to pick you up?"

Tomatsu Yuka shook her head, "I always go home by myself now..."

"Then I'll take you to the station." The boy moved the umbrella a little further out, gesturing for her to come in.

However, the girl seemed to snap out of her daze. She looked up and asked, "After you take me to the station, are you going to go find your senior again?"

Tomatsu Yuka glanced at the umbrella in her hand, then slammed it to the ground and stomped on it twice.

The girl ran outside, and the rain immediately soaked her black hair and school uniform. She turned around and looked at the boy holding the umbrella.

"I want Tsunkun to take me home."

Chapter 386 Concern

Jun Matsue immediately pulled the girl in the rain back under the eaves.

Tomatsu Yuka's summer shirt was already wet, revealing a beautiful and alluring flesh color, and the girl's body trembled slightly in the sudden drop in temperature.

"Where's your coat?" the boy asked calmly.

The girl calmly took out her coat and thin vest from her schoolbag, tossed them into the wind, and the neat and tidy clothes were immediately hit by raindrops as soon as they floated outside.

The clothes on the ground lay motionless, like corpses at a crime scene, and the long-handled umbrella had lost its elegant shape, becoming twisted and deformed.

Matsueda Jun sighed helplessly, took his jacket out of his bag and handed it to the girl, "Don't throw it away."

This time, Tomatsu Yuka obediently put on her clothes, raised her sleeve, and unceremoniously wiped the rain off her face.

"So, is Tsunkun willing to take me home?"

"I didn't intend to bother my senior in the first place."

It's impossible for him to go to his senior's house under these circumstances.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that Matsueda-san hadn't been to Yamami-senpai's house yet, which was good news.

The boy opened his umbrella and said, "My umbrella isn't very big, so please don't move it."

Tomatsu Yuka naturally walked under the umbrella and hugged the boy's arm. "Yamami Maki hugged you like this before, didn't she?"

Jun Matsue didn't speak, but led the girl into the rain. They passed the school uniform corpses being whipped by raindrops, and the boy stopped.

"The two pieces of clothing together cost more than 10,000 yen, so let's pick them up."

"If 10,000 yen can get Matsueda to take me home, I'd be willing to throw it away every day."

Even as she said this, the girl still took out a transparent bag from her purse and stuffed the two wet clothes back in.

The wind and rain on the road did not stop raging just because the two set off. When they walked out of the school gate, Tomatsu Yuka turned around and glanced at the corridor of the teaching building.

Mochizuki Haruka stood under the eaves on the first floor, coldly watching the two people sharing an umbrella.

They exchanged a glance, and the girl under the umbrella turned around and left without looking back.

Twenty minutes later, Jun Matsue and Yuka Tomatsu walked out of the platform at Hamadayama Station together.