Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Women from the Yamami family aren't so easy to fall in love with."

Chapter 335 Jun Matsue Wants to Change

It was almost 10 o'clock when they got home. Yosuke Kuraki immediately turned on the air conditioner in the living room, while Jun Matsueda looked down at his phone.

Everyone sent messages saying they had arrived home safely. He replied to his senior's message first, and then, instead of clicking on anyone else's profile picture, he put his phone in his pocket and changed his shoes.

Although they all took the train home from Meidai-mae Station, only Yosei Kurusu and Aya Miyamura actually traveled the same train with Jun Matsueda—Maki Yamami and Natsumi Imokawa were going in a different direction, while Yuka Tomatsu got off much earlier.

"Songzhi must be tired, right? How about taking a bath today?" The girl peeked out from behind the corner, her tank top straps gone, as if she was about to take a bath.

"Good idea." The boy nodded, lying on the sofa. "After you're done washing, could you run a bath for me?"

After the girl disappeared around the corner, the sound of a shower followed and entered the living room. Jun Matsueda felt the temperature in the room gradually dropping, and then opened his phone again to reply to messages.

When Tomatsu arrives home, just reply "okay." The girl is too enthusiastic; if he takes the initiative to say something, the conversation will never end.

The message from Yu Chuan arrived home: "Remember to go to bed early." This guy is likely staying up all night editing videos; he has class tomorrow.

Caijiang is home too. I'll just reply with an emoji. She's my little sister, she won't mind.

"Hmm?" Jun Matsue sat up from the sofa and looked at the golden cat icon.

Why did Mochizuki send him an angry emoji?

Jun Matsueda's fingers moved across the keyboard. "Are you angry?"

"No," the girl replied quickly, "I clicked the wrong emoji~"

In fact, it was her aunt who replied on her behalf; the sulking Mochizuki Haruka had already been sent to take a bath.

After replying to all the unread messages, Jun Matsue put the packed food from the table into the refrigerator. He then clicked on the parrot icon again; his reply to his senior was still unread.

He wondered what his senior was doing... He went back to his room, took out the clothes he would change into after taking a shower from the closet, and when he came out of the room again, he heard the bathroom door open.

"I'm done washing!"

Yosei Kurusu changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts for home, and walked out of the bathroom while drying her wet hair—the girl hadn't changed much since Jun Matsue said that her home clothes were too revealing.

"I've already thrown my clothes into the washing machine. Pine Branch, just start the washing machine in a bit." The girl walked past him, tossing her hair, and cool water droplets splashed onto his cheeks.

“OK.” Jun Matsue walked into the steamy bathroom, closed the frosted glass sliding door, and took off his clothes, hanging them on the rack next to him.

Stepping into the bathtub, the gentle warmth enveloped his legs. He opened the small window on the wall to let the breeze dissipate the humid heat in the room before slowly sinking into the tub.

With his entire body below the neck immersed in 40-degree hot water, his body's gravity became one-tenth of its normal state, and his muscles, which had been working hard all day, completely relaxed. Matsueda Jun let out a long, contented sigh.

It's understandable why Japanese people enjoy taking baths. Although it takes time and water, the comfort is something that showering simply can't match.

The bathroom was quiet. Matsueda Jun called out somewhat awkwardly, "Kurasu?"

"What's wrong?" The girl's voice drifted from the living room. "I'm putting on a face mask. Do you need me to get you something?"

“No need.” Jun Matsue moved his body, feeling the floating sensation in his arms. “You just took a bath without ventilation and drank alcohol. I was afraid you would pass out.”

"How could that be!" the girl's voice rose a little. "I'm perfectly healthy, okay!"

"It's alright." The phone on the shelf vibrated. Jun Matsueda raised his left hand, dried himself with a towel by the bathtub, and brought the phone to his face.

This is a new reply from the senior student: "I got home a little late today and explained to my parents that I didn't see Songzhi's message."

"How did you explain it, senior?" he asked, a little curious.

"I went to see my classmate's performance~"

It sounded quite serious. Jun Matsue smiled and took a picture of the little yellow duck floating on the water, sending it to his senior—it was a duck he bought at the supermarket before coming to Suzu.

"I'm going to take a shower now, I'll chat with Songzhi later!" The girl sent a bird flying away emoji, and he didn't reply.

Putting his phone back in its place, Jun Matsue lay back down in the hot water and stared blankly at the night sky outside the small window.

The once vast sky was cut into small rectangles by the window frame, and the bright moonlight dyed the dark curtain into three colors of silver, black and gray, allowing people to see the outline of the clouds even without the city lights.

The senior student didn't mention her family again. It's unclear whether it's the Yami family's habit of keeping a low profile or if she's considering the future of the two of them.

He gazed at the moving sea of ​​clouds, lost in thought. Aside from the time she provided a venue for the band's practice, his senior seemed to have never brought up her family. Considering her previous snippets of conversation, it seemed she didn't particularly like the atmosphere at home.

But disliking something is one thing, and rebelling against it is another. The warmth of family has long become a daily routine. No matter how much they complain, many people will still feel reluctant to leave their families when it comes to actually leaving them. Jun Matsueda, who lives in an orphanage, certainly understands this.

So what exactly is Senior's thinking? Matsueda Jun sat up from the bathtub.

He still remembers the expression on his senior's face when she mentioned her university choices, and what she called her "last act of willfulness."

Jun Matsueda dislikes interfering in other people's lives and dislikes facing the heavy responsibility that comes with the love of young girls.

But when he thought of the girl named Yamami Maki, he felt a long-lost desire to change something.

"Perhaps this is why the relationship was born." The boy stepped out of the bathtub and wiped the water droplets off his body.

If possible, he would still like to see more and brighter smiles from his senior.

After changing into dry clothes, throwing the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and pressing the start button, Jun Matsue returned to the living room to find a glass of swaying milk waiting for him.

"After taking a bath, you have to drink iced milk!" Yosei Kurusu said with a smile.

The cool, sweet liquid slid into his stomach, blending perfectly with the residual heat in his body. Jun Matsueda and the girl next to him sighed in unison and put down their cups.

"I feel like I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight." Just as Jun Matsueda was about to walk into the bedroom, he was pulled back by the girl behind him.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Lai Xiyang rushed into his bedroom first, sat on the bed, and looked like a military general guarding a pass.

"I was so busy eating tonight that I didn't get to chat with you—how was it going on stage?"

"Not bad, right?" Jun Matsue stared at the ceiling in thought. There were no mold spots on the ceiling this year, which was a relief.

"Are you happy enough?" The girl leaned closer, staring into his eyes.

"Can I stay happy like this for a lifetime?"

Jun Matsue smiled and pushed her head away to look out the window. The night sky was still limited, but it was much larger than the one he had seen in the bathroom before.

"It depends on the audience."

Chapter 336 The Prelude to Summer Vacation

After the sports meet ended, the students of Haneoka High School became restless, like the noisy cicadas outside the window.

"Summer vacation starts in less than ten days!"

Sakamuro Ken stood by the water dispenser, looking at the boy with his head down, and made a shooting motion on the spot.

"You play ball during school and during holidays, what difference does it make to you?" Jun Matsue tightened the cap on his water bottle and brushed past the students queuing behind him.

Ken Sakamuro walked beside him, still playing air basketball, "But I play even more during holidays!"

"You're right." Jun Matsue said helplessly. It would be nice if this guy could spend his whole life with basketball.

"Matsushige, why do you always talk to me like that lately?" The boy stopped dribbling, turned around to look at him, and frowned.

"It's like climbing some kind of adult ladder."

“Why does that sound so strange?” Jun Matsueda glanced at him. “I am indeed about to become an adult in the legal sense.”

Although you can't buy cigarettes or alcohol, you can buy adult magazines and get married. Thinking about it that way, Japanese law is really amazing...

Just as Kenjiro Sakamuro was about to speak, he was interrupted by Jun Matsueda.

"By the way, I'm not the type to throw birthday parties, and I don't need any gifts or anything like that, so don't bother asking."

"That's not what I meant." The boy pointed to the corridor in front of them, where a girl was approaching them.

"Is this girl looking for you?"

Having spent so much time with Jun Matsueda, he had basically figured out which girls would appear around this guy.

Jun Matsue turned his head and saw Natsumi Imokawa directly in front of him. When he turned back again, Ken Sakamuro beside him had already run far away.

Does this person really have that much speed when playing ball?

Natsumi Imokawa stared blankly at the boy who was leaving quickly, then walked up to Jun Matsueda and asked, "Did I scare him?"

"He's just acting crazy."

Jun Matsue glanced at the girl's slightly flushed cheeks. There was no air conditioning in the corridor, and she was still wearing a thin tank top, looking quite hot.

"Imokawa, did you need something?" He led the girl to the window, and as the air flowed past them, Imokawa Natsumi's expression brightened slightly.

“These are photos from last night’s performance.” Natsumi Imokawa pulled out the photos she had hidden behind her back. “I developed two sets after I got home. I think bands usually keep these kinds of photos as souvenirs after a performance, right?”

Jun Matsue looked at the photos scattered in the girl's hand. There were pictures of the band performing on stage, as well as group photos of the audience taken by the girl. The girls in the first row could be clearly seen jumping around.

"The photos on stage are for the band members, and the photos off stage are for Yamami-senpai and the others." She printed them out precisely the required number, no more and no less.

"I just peeked through the back door of your classroom and saw you weren't there, so I thought I'd give it to you at lunchtime." The girl's voice was soft. She rarely went into Matsueda Jun's classroom on her own initiative because there were two terrifying women guarding it.

"These photos are really good." Jun Matsueda took the photos and flipped through them. "Are you going to send them to them personally?"

Natsumi Imokawa shook her head vigorously, "Please give the Matsue to them!"

"Hmm..." The boy thought for a moment, "I'll give them the photos of the audience, and Imokawa can handle the rest of the band?"

"They would be very happy to receive your photos."

Jun Matsue simply felt it was necessary to broaden the girl's social circle and help her make more friends—aside from himself and Yumi, he had never seen Natsumi Imokawa chat with anyone else at school.

“…That works too, but could you please ask Matsue to call them to the news department office? I can show them the rough cut of the documentary.”

Speaking of this, Natsumi Imokawa's expression became excited again, and the sunlight from the window shone on her profile, making the girl's eyes sparkle.

"...So you stayed up late again last night?" Jun Matsue patted the photo in his hand, as if brandishing a whip.

"It was a little late, I won't do it again next time." The girl obediently lowered her head and admitted her mistake, as if the shining appearance just now was an illusion.

The wind outside the window picked up a bit, blowing the last photo the girl had hidden behind her back. It was a close-up of the boy waving drumsticks under the spotlight, a photo she had secretly kept to herself.

So during lunch break, the room, which was originally only occupied by two people, became lively as the girls sat at the conference table, looking at the photos in their hands with delight.

"Do I look this good when I play bass?"

Xiaoxing held the photo to the side of her face, took a selfie with her phone, and then started working on it again, probably planning to edit the photo before sending it to her boyfriend. "Xia Shi senior is really good at taking pictures!"

“Imokawa-neechan is a professional,” Miyamura Aya said, looking at the still image on the screen. “She took photos and edited videos; shouldn’t we share some of her appearance fee with her?”

"No, no!" Sitting next to Matsueda Jun, Imokawa Natsumi shook her head again, her ample bosom trembling.

"I took these photos out of personal interest, and I might use them as a portfolio for my college applications in the future. I hope to get everyone's approval."

"No problem, we're the ones troubling you, Imokawa-kun." Izumi Mizuki pressed the play button on the remote, and the video on the screen started playing again. It seemed the girl was quite satisfied with this rough cut.

"Imokawa-kun, are you free during summer vacation? Are you planning to continue filming?"

"During summer vacation..." Natsumi Imokawa stammered, somewhat hesitantly, "I might not have time during summer vacation, but you can call me if you want to shoot a music video!"

"I also plan to write a new song, and there's definitely a possibility of making a music video." Izumi Mizuki stood up from her seat, preparing to leave the clubroom. "I'll contact you again then."

"Okay, okay!"

Aya Miyamura and Yuki visited the newspaper club for a while, then left hand in hand, skipping and hopping. The room was left with only the boy and girl; the air conditioner quietly blew cool air, and the faint chirping of cicadas could be heard outside.

"That's great..." Natsumi Imokawa breathed a sigh of relief. What she was most afraid of was that everyone would be dissatisfied with the rough cut. Fortunately, the girls basically had no objections, but they all asked to be filmed to look handsome.

Jun Matsue stretched out his leg and pushed off the ground, sliding his office chair toward the window. A golden warmth enveloped his entire body, and he closed his eyes.

"Does Imokawa already have plans for summer vacation?"

The girl nodded, then took out her camera, pointed it at the boy, and quietly pressed the record button. "I plan to help out on my dad's film set and gain some experience."

"What are Songzhi's plans?"

Natsumi Imokawa blinked. Maybe she could get Matsue to work as an actress in the film crew...

"Me..." The boy opened his eyes and looked up at the leaves on the treetops outside the window, which were shimmering with light.

During summer vacation, I need to spend more time with my senior, such as tutoring her, and then I need to figure out her true feelings—Ochanomizu University, no matter how hard he tries, he can't get into an all-girls school...

And we even agreed to take the senior student back to the orphanage.

The orphanage is considered part of the Wangyue family's territory. If word gets back to Auntie that Senior Sister has appeared there for no reason, things could get very bad.

"In short, we have to find a way to do a good job as an undercover agent and survive safely."

"Huh?" The camera faithfully captured the girl's exclamation.

On the other balcony, the girls were also discussing their summer vacation plans.