Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 160 After School in December

Even though December had just begun, the students at Yugaoka High School were already looking forward to its end.

There are many reasons: the semester will end in less than three weeks, Christmas is just around the corner, and the shadow of the New Year is just around the corner.

In short, their desire not to go to school has reached its peak.

"The second semester holiday is on the 24th, which is right before Christmas."

Jun Matsueda was sitting in his seat while the girls in the classroom were chatting.

"Does Tomoka mean that the holiday is too early or too late?"

Tomatsu Tomohana smiled wryly, "How should I put it?"

Of course, the girl hoped that the school would close a day later so that she wouldn't have to rack her brains thinking about how to spend Christmas with the boy sitting next to her.

After the bell rang and the crowd dispersed, Tomatsu Tomoka turned her head to look at the boy on her right who was concentrating on doing his homework, and asked softly.

"Matsueda-san, do you have any plans for Christmas?"

"Yep."

"Eh?"

Jun Matsueda looked at the actual competition questions in front of him and didn't notice the girl's surprised expression.

This is a biology question, why are there so many calculations?
"Well, by plans, do you mean plans to go out? Plans with the opposite sex?" Tomatsu Tomoka asked anxiously, but Matsueda Jun did not answer because the Chinese teacher had already walked up to the podium.

No, the girl comforted herself in her heart, Matsueda-san couldn't possibly not know what it meant to go out with the opposite sex on Christmas. Given his personality, he would never give a girl he didn't like any possibility of ambiguity.

Even though she thought so, the uneasiness and bitterness in Tomatsu Tomoka's heart did not go away. Although she knew nothing, she had already begun to feel jealous of the possible opposite sex.

After the school bell rang, Matsueda Jun left the classroom first, and Tomatsu Tomoka stayed in her seat for a while. The girl looked at the noisy classroom, but felt extremely lonely in her heart.

This kind of loneliness cannot be filled by crowds and laughter. It comes from one person's longing for another person. Only the boy who just walked out of the classroom can give her relief.

In the empty gymnasium, Yamami Maki sat in the audience, looking at the boy in front of her who was explaining the questions to her.

"I think this is the correct solution to this problem, and the final calculation result is consistent with the answer."

"Senior?"

"Hmm?" The girl made a cute nasal sound before realizing her mistake. "Ah! I was distracted just now. I'm so sorry!"

Matsueda Jun put down the notebook in his hand and said, "Are you a little tired, Senior? How about we not talk about the competition today?"

"It's okay! Go ahead, Matsueda-san." Yamami Maki smiled. "I've just been thinking about what kind of gift would satisfy Matsueda-san these past two days."

Matsueda Jun sighed and looked at Imokawa Natsumi in the audience who raised his camera and pointed it at the two of them. "Senior, there's no need to put so much thought into this."

"How can that be?" The girl shook her head vigorously, her black hair like flowers floating in the water. "I really like the gifts I received before."

Yamamiya Matsukori took out her cell phone from her pocket. The girl was using a vinyl phone case with a yellow parrot pattern on it.

"Look." She shook her phone, and the blue and white amulet hanging on the phone case flashed.

"Senior sister has already used it." Seeing that the gift he gave was indeed liked, the handwriting written by Jun Matsueda became more elegant.

Yamamiya Maki stood up and walked to the window at the edge of the audience seats, watching the glittering blue and white amulet sway slightly and blend into the sky of the same color.

"Hmm, so I also want the gift I give to be liked by Matsueda-san."

"Senior, just give me some food, like the cookies from before."

"No!" The girl turned around suddenly, and her silky black hair was outlined with golden red in the sunlight.

She walked up to Matsueda Jun, a hint of anger in her steps, "I've been wanting to ask before, does Matsueda-san just like to eat?"

"Uh, I don't think this is such a bad thing, right?" Jun Matsue became inexplicably uneasy.

"Is there nothing else you like?" The girl's tone was cutely fierce. She bent over as if she was interrogating a criminal.

He started to think about something he liked, but the senior student waved her hand again, "Matsueda-san, please don't answer."

Yamami Maki sat down again, picking up the book that had been placed between them. "Let me guess." "The joy of gift-giving lies in gradually getting closer to the other person's heart and increasing mutual understanding during the process of choosing a gift!"

The door of the gymnasium was pushed open, and the sound of bouncing basketballs, the sound of light and heavy footsteps, and the laughter of men and women filled the originally empty venue, but could not penetrate into the corners of the audience seats at all.

The winter trials are coming up at the end of December. The sweat dripping on the maple floor is getting heavier, and the cheerleaders' dance moves are becoming more standard and strenuous.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Jun Matsueda who was watching from the bench. He left the gymnasium with Natsumi Imokawa as the brass band sang the last rendition of the school song, and then separated in the teaching building.

Pushing his bicycle out of the school gate, Jun Matsueda pulled his collar up to the highest point, straddled the seat with his long legs, and was about to start.

"Wait for me!" The girl's clear and cold voice blew past Matsueda Jun's ears like a gust of wind. Mochizuki Haruka pushed a bicycle and walked quickly to his side.

"Shouldn't you be at home?" He looked at the bicycle beside him. It was small and exquisite, emitting a black metallic luster.

"I want to pick you up from school." The girl got on the bike, gripped the handlebars tightly, and looked ahead. "Let's go."

Jun Matsueda stared at her for a while before stepping on the pedal. The two cars, one big and one small, disappeared at the school gate.

As soon as they arrived at the intersection, the traffic light turned red. Jun Matsueda stepped on the brakes, but Haruka Mochizuki stopped a little slower than him.

He heard a sniffling sound beside him and looked at the girl in the car.

There was a hint of water in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes. She gripped the handlebars, and her knuckles were red.

"It's not easy to ride a bike in winter." He handed the girl a tissue and tightened her collar. "Remember to wear a scarf next time."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment, "Will there be a next time?"

"I will!" the girl said hurriedly, wiping her nose. "I will pick you up from school every day from now on!"

Jun Matsueda looked at Haruka Mochizuki. She stared blankly at the ball of paper clenched in her hand, not knowing where to throw it.

Is she not going to give up?
"When do you start school?" he asked tentatively, taking the paper ball from the girl's hand and putting it in his pocket.

There are too few trash cans on Neon Road.

"Going to school," Mochizuki Haruka hesitated, "we'll talk about it later."

All her changes were just for the person in front of her.

"The light is green." Jun Matsueda reminded her to step on the pedal, and the two of them were on the road again.

"Stop!" When they were almost at the apartment, Mochizuki Yao shouted loudly in the wind.

"What's wrong?" Jun Matsueda, who was riding in front, stopped his bike and looked back at her.

"Why do you always speed up and pass me every time I'm alongside you?!"

Mochizuki Haruka asked angrily. Tears appeared in the corners of the girl's eyes and she couldn't help but sniffling. She looked both embarrassed and aggrieved.

In order to walk side by side with Jun Matsueda, she rode very hard along the way, and her back was soaked with sweat.

"I was just trying to keep you from getting too much wind out," Jun Matsue said helplessly. "You're not wearing gloves, your clothes are so loose, and you keep looking up into the wind while riding your bike. If I don't shield you, you'll be crying so much you won't be able to see the road."

"Oh? Oh?" ​​Upon hearing his explanation, the girl's grievances vanished instantly, leaving only a burst of sweetness that left behind a huge pink mushroom cloud.

"Just follow me obediently, got it?"

"understood."

Walking in the stairwell of the apartment, Mochizuki Haruka wiped away her tears and snot, looked at the back of Matsueda Jun walking in front of her, and took out her notebook.

"19. Songzhi doesn't hate riding his bike after school with him."

"20. Songzhi likes to take care of people."

Next to the twentieth note, the girl drew a heart with a black pen.

　There will be another update in the evening

　　
　
(End of this chapter)