Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 122 Her life only needs a savior

Jun Matsueda did not answer Mochizuki Haruka's question immediately. He walked across the messy floor and carried her into the bedroom.

Putting the girl on the bed, he lifted her feet, and Mochizuki Haruka struggled a little.

"You still have not answered my question!"

"Wait." Jun Matsueda looked at the soles of the girl's feet, which were covered in blood and had glass and metal fragments piercing into her delicate flesh.

"You idiot." He sighed. "Wounds on the soles of your feet are very troublesome. Walking constantly squeezes the wound, and wearing shoes creates a stuffy, damp environment, making it very easy for it to become inflamed and fester."

Mochizuki Haruka didn't say anything, but stopped struggling. She looked at Matsueda Jun's focused face.

It's all your fault for not choosing me.
Jun Matsueda released her feet and said, "Sit on the bed and don't move. I'll go get the medical kit from next door."

He walked out of the bedroom and returned to his living room. Kurusu Yoshi muted the TV and looked back at him. "What's going on?"

"Mochizuki Haruka moved next door." He went into the bedroom to get the medical kit.

When I returned to the living room, Kurusu Yoshi was already changing his shoes at the entrance. Matsueda Jun was a little surprised, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go meet her!" The girl was full of fighting spirit. She thought that Mochizuki Haruka was here to steal the man.

"Don't." Matsueda Jun stopped her. "Something happened at home and she's in a bad mood. Don't provoke her."

Lai Qi Yang Shi had no choice but to lie back on the sofa.

Jun Matsueda returned to the next room, closed the security door, and walked through the living room that looked like a garbage dump.

Wang Yueyao sat at the end of the bed with her feet hanging low in the air, dark red blood dripping from her toes to the ground.

Jun Matsueda picked her up again with the medicine box.

"I'm not going to your house." The girl said with her head down.

Jun Matsueda ignored her, carried her to the bathroom and let her sit on the toilet.

He left the bewildered Mochizuki Haruka behind and went to the living room to get a chair that was still intact and put it in the shower room.

"It's convenient to disinfect in the bathroom." Matsueda Jun carried her to a chair. "Otherwise, your blood would all spill on the bedroom floor, which would be very troublesome to clean up."

Jun Matsueda took down the shower head from the wall and lifted up Haruka Mochizuki's feet.

"I originally had a system." Matsueda Jun's voice echoed in the small space, and a small stream of water flowed out of the shower head.

"I knew it." Mochizuki Haruka laughed. "I'm temporary user 2, and Tomatsu Tomoka should be temporary user 1. We both have you in our simulations, so you're the official user, right?"

"I'll clean your wound first." Jun Matsueda ignored the sarcasm in her words. He aimed the shower head at the girl's calves, letting the water flow from the tops of her feet to the soles.

Mochizuki Haruka sat on a chair, looking down at Matsueda Jun who was half-kneeling in front of him. The girl looked like a princess, and he was a servant.

"So you have gone through all the simulations, had your memory deleted by the system, and successfully escaped?" She had seen similar plots in movies before.

Jun Matsueda shook his head. He placed the girl's dripping left foot on the soft stool in the bathroom, lifted the other foot and continued to rinse.

"I didn't choose to activate the system, so it just left. It's that simple."

"Huh?" Mochizuki Haruka made a surprised sound, and her right foot almost escaped from Matsueda Jun's hand.

"So you haven't been through the simulation at all?"

Matsueda Jun nodded. "Not once in my life. If the simulation has caused you any harm, I can only say sorry."

Mochizuki Haruka clenched her hands. "Can I understand that because you rejected the system, it came to me?"

After all, she is just a temporary user.

"Probably."

Mochizuki Haruka suddenly pushed Matsueda Jun away, but she failed and the chair she was sitting on moved back a little.

"why?"

“Why does it come to me when you reject the system?”

"Why can't I just refuse?"

"Why do you have no simulated memories at all, but I do?" "That's fine then." She had already accepted this fact.

"But why did my aunt have to die?"

"Why did so many things in the simulation fail to come true, but this one had to come true?"

"Why did you tell me all this and make me go through it again?!"

The shower head in Jun Matsueda's hand was still spraying water silently.

"Didn't the system choose you? Aren't you the protagonist?"

"Can't you just accept it and save me who knows nothing?!"

Mochizuki Haruka's voice was shrill, filled with regret and pain that she hadn't been able to express in the hospital.

"Because people are selfish." Songzhi turned off the shower and took out tweezers from the medical kit. "You don't want to bear this responsibility, and neither do I."

"Next I'll clean your wound and remove all the fragments," he said nonchalantly.

The shower stopped, but the girl began to cry. She let Matsueda Jun grab her feet.

"Aside from the system, we actually don't have any connection. Your aunt's illness has nothing to do with me."

Jun Matsueda felt very sorry. Mochizuki Haruka had just learned an hour ago that his only relative would have to sleep forever, but here he was coldly distancing himself from the matter.

But he had to say these words because he didn't want Mochizuki Haruka's life to become one with his own.

"And let me correct you. Your aunt is not dead. Her vital signs are still normal. From this point of view, the events in the simulation did not happen. Reality has been changed by you."

"Should I be happy?" Mochizuki Yao asked with tears in her eyes. "It's so good to be in a vegetative state and never wake up."

"But I can't fight on my own anymore."

"This feeling of losing everything, after just half a month, is unbearable for me."

"Will I have to struggle alone like this for the next ten or even several dozen years, living in the hope that my aunt will wake up?"

Mochizuki Haruka didn't say anything else. The only sound in the room was the crisp sound of Matsueda Jun loosening the tweezers and the fragments falling onto the tiles.

Time bounces with these blood-stained fragments.

"Maybe I'm just a loser. I really can't do it alone. I can only rely on others to survive."

"I want someone to take care of me, comfort me, worry about me, and make decisions for me."

"I can't do that. I'm not interested in being your life's pillar." Matsueda Jun took out alcohol and a cotton swab, "I'll disinfect you now."

He put a cotton swab soaked in alcohol on the sole of Mochizuki Haruka's foot, and the girl let out a cry of pain.

"You threw the system to me, you are responsible."

"I told you before, I can't be your savior."

"We had an agreement at the beginning. I will do my best to support you through this most painful time. Beyond that, I have never promised anything."

Mochizuki Haruka's tears flowed even more violently, but the expression on her face became relieved.

The girl raised her foot, which had just been cleaned, and kicked Matsueda Jun hard.

Caught off guard, Matsueda Jun was successfully kicked away by her. He leaned back and sat on the blood-stained floor in the bathroom.

Mochizuki Haruka's feet touched the ground again. The girl's expression was painful as she sat on Matsueda Jun's body.

"Then I'll tell you now—"

“I can’t be my own hero.”

"I just need a savior in my life."

　Something came up today, so the update, which was originally scheduled for this evening, might be delayed by a few hours.

　　
　
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