Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 171 A Blinding Omen

You must be responsible for what you tame.

You must be responsible for your roses.

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl in front of him. On the top of the tall Tokyo Tower, in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes there was no city, no lights, only him.

He took off his black gloves and put them in the bag. "It's a very practical gift. Thank you."

Mochizuki Haruka also has a pair of cycling gloves, the same style as his, but in white.

"Matsuzhi, you haven't answered me yet." The girl looked at him and said softly.

"I don't hate you, I just feel that you're paying too much attention to me right now."

"Maybe you should focus more on yourself."

Your rose is so important to you because you invest your time in her.

But Jun Matsueda didn't want to be Haruka Mochizuki's rose, and he certainly didn't want her to invest her time in him.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" the girl asked, tilting her head.

"Of course."

The hustle and bustle of crowded lights surrounded the two people on the tower, and the joyful atmosphere of Christmas seemed to be leaving them.

"For me, there's suddenly this person who knows how many bites you take, how much sugar you put in your coffee, what time you get up in the morning, and how often you drink water. It's actually a bit scary."

"The feeling of having someone else grasp every detail of these things I don't even understand is actually no different from being monitored. Can you understand?"

Just like last night’s Christmas Eve dinner, the discomfort he felt when he thought of Haruka Mochizuki watching every bite he made overwhelmed his appetite.

"But I don't mind Matsueda understanding me like this?" Mochizuki Haruka excitedly took two steps forward. At this distance, she could reach out and touch Matsueda Jun's body.

"To put it simply, our relationship isn't that good yet."

Jun Matsueda tried to reduce the force of the blow to the girl, but Mochizuki Haruka's face still turned a little pale.

"Think about it, how would you feel if Tomatsu Yuka knew you so well?"

Visible disgust appeared on the girl's face, and then she turned depressed. "Do you hate me that much?"

"I'm just using her as an example. Anyway, I really don't need you to pay so much attention to me. Can you understand?"

"I don't quite understand, but I'll try my best to do what Songzhi said."

Mochizuki Haruka felt sorry that the notebook in her pocket would have to rest for a while.

"Also, the more you pay attention to others, the less you pay attention to yourself. If you are alone in the future-"

"do not talk!"

Matsueda Jun's words were interrupted loudly by Mochizuki Haruka, and her voice echoed in the hall.

"Don't mention 'alone,' I don't want to hear that," the girl's lips trembled weakly.

The two fell into an unspeakable silence. After a few minutes, Mochizuki Haruka spoke.

"I will listen to what Songzhi says. Now let's go back."

After exiting the elevator, the two returned to Christmas in Tokyo. Matsueda Jun asked the girl beside him, "Do you want to go shopping again?"

"Let's go home. I want to sleep." Wangyue Yao looked at the black car parked on the side of the road.

The roads were more crowded tonight because of tourists and activities, and the car was driving a little slowly. When Mochizuki Haruka looked at Matsueda Jun, she inevitably saw the scenery outside the window.

Faces brimming with happiness, eyes gleaming with golden light. The people walking together come in many forms: lovers, families, friends. Regardless of their identities, they all smile at each other beneath the glittering Christmas tree.

For people who love each other, such a smile is too common, but the girl in the car is struggling to qualify for this smile.

"Let's take another route," she said to the driver.

After returning to the apartment, Mochizuki Yao didn't stay in 507 for long. She quickly crossed the balcony and returned to her bedroom.

The girl lay on the bed, staring wide-eyed at the dark ceiling. She wasn't sleepy at all; the only reason she'd returned to the bedroom was because, after being advised by Jun Matsueda, she didn't know what else she could do in room 507. "Isn't it enough to just give?"

Mochizuki Haruka didn't know who she was asking.

She really wanted someone to tell her how to love someone and what to do to keep the person she loved by her side.

The next morning, when Jun Matsueda walked out of the bedroom, the girl next door was already sitting at the dining table.

"Matsueda, I prepared breakfast for today—" Mochizuki Haruka was speaking excitedly when she suddenly remembered something, closed her mouth, and looked at him timidly.

The girl didn't know whether she should show her concern for him.

"What's wrong with breakfast?" Matsueda Jun took over her words, and the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Didn't you buy Chinese breakfast before? I prepared the same fried dough sticks you bought before!"

Today's competition is at 11:00 am. Before departure, Jun Matsueda sits at his desk studying.

This time his water cup stayed safely on the table, but from time to time, the girl would quietly appear at the door, looking at the gradually decreasing water in the cup with a hesitant look.

"If you want to pour water, go ahead." Jun Matsueda said as he looked at the multiple-choice questions that were beyond the syllabus.

"Yeah!" Wangyue Yao walked into the room and took the cup of water away happily.

At 11:20, the Haneda High School basketball team stood in the third branch court. Jun Matsueda watched Sakamuro Ken dribble past Kyushu High School's defense and successfully make a layup.

"Today's match feels more evenly matched." Jun Matsueda said to Ko Tsushima who was standing behind him.

"Kyushu Academy High School is also a long-time rival of Haneda High School. Judging from the match records, we should still have the advantage."

Mochizuki Haruka sat next to Matsueda Jun, a little further away than the previous two days. She watched the two people chatting silently.

"By the way, Matsueda, did you know that after Hanega's first two matches, the audience watching the live broadcast were talking about you?"

"I haven't even been on stage?" Matsueda Jun asked in confusion.

"It's because you didn't look like you were going to play and kept chatting with girls on the sidelines. Now they suspect that you got in here through connections to gild your reputation." Tsushima Kou said seriously.

"Can this also be gilded?" Jun Matsueda didn't know what to say. It seemed that he really got into the competition team through connections?

Yuqiu Gao called a timeout. Chengwei Zhang slightly sprained his right foot, and No. 36, who was sitting on the bench, was substituted in.

The final result of the three-round match was 87:80, and Hanaoka High School entered the quarterfinals. Now only eight teams are left.

"Matsueda, you're not really going to play, are you?" After the game, Natsumi Imokawa put down the camera in his hand and asked him.

"Isn't that good? We are pretty strong."

"Okay." Natsumi Imokawa left with the girls with regret.

It was time to exit. Mochizuki Haruka was walking in the slightly dark passage when Matsueda Jun, who was walking in front of her, suddenly turned around.

"Should I stay away?" The girl's tone was a little panicked.

"No." Matsueda Jun was helpless. "Do whatever you want. Forget about what happened last night."

For the entire morning, whether at home or in the gym, Mochizuki Haruka was indeed trying hard to keep a distance from him.

However, the girl always looked uneasy and could not feel at ease unless she was asked to do something.

"Really?!" Mochizuki Haruka asked in surprise.

"Really, really." Jun Matsueda walked out of the door, and the girl followed closely behind him.

"But don't forget, after the game at Yuqiu High School, I'm going back to the welfare home."

Mochizuki Haruka walked out of the gymnasium, and the glaring light outside forced her to squint.

No matter how hard the girl tried, her obvious love would eventually face the reality of being rejected.

(End of this chapter)