Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 243 After a long absence, the girl launches an offensive.
Jun Matsueda watched as Tomoka Tomatsu gradually approached him.

The girls in the brass band weren't wearing school uniforms; their white short-sleeved shirts were tucked into orange pleated skirts, showing off their beautiful figures. They moved forward to the rhythm, occasionally taking small steps or skipping. The girls were all wearing white knee-high socks, and even their small movements were pleasing to the eye.

Tomatsu Yuka, who was walking at the front of the group, winked at Matsueda Jun. The girl made a cross-jumping motion to the music, then put down her saxophone, and her part temporarily ended.

"If Matsueda-kun doesn't move aside, the Tomatsu train is going to crash into us!" Yamami Maki said, waving to her junior while standing next to Matsueda Jun.

Tomatsu Tomoka blew a kiss to the two of them, mainly for Matsueda Jun's benefit, and then waved to indicate that she was going to move on.

Jun followed his senior to the side of the road and watched the orange and white procession march toward the square to the strains of the Patrol March.

Walking in the back row, Tayo-chan carried the Sun on her shoulder. The silver-white hull circled the girl, and the large horn-shaped nozzle rested on her head, making the girl look like a plant from some kind of game that could fire bullets.

Even so, Tayo-chan still joined the group, blowing and jumping around, her face flushed from the excessive exercise.

Jun Matsueda gazed in the direction where the girl leading the group had disappeared, as cheers erupted from the crowd. "It was tough, but they were really amazing."

"There's a performance when we get to the square! Matsue-kun, would you like to come with me to see it?"

Maki Yami smiled and said that this was a request given to her by Tomokatsu Yuka—to bring Jun Matsueda to the performance venue of the brass band.

A few minutes later, the two were standing at the edge of the square, where a large crowd had gathered, all drawn by the band's performance.

Of course, some people just want to see girls in white T-shirts and short skirts.

The procession that had been marching earlier had now formed a square formation in the square, with Tomatsu Yuka still standing at the very front. The girl had expended a lot of energy, and her chest was heaving more.

The melody started again, and the students watching screamed excitedly. Many people had heard this song before, "Can't Take My Eyes Off You".

Perhaps people are more familiar with the lyrics: "I love you baby~~"

The version adapted by the brass band, of course, has no lyrics. The girls simply stand together, swaying their hips to the melody, their orange skirts billowing, which is enough to excite the audience.

Their formation sometimes contracted, sometimes expanded, and the audience on the sidelines moved along with them. The drumbeats gradually quickened, the rhythm became more intense, the girls' toes lightly touched the ground, and the swaying of their hips was amplified by the swaying hems of their skirts. The dancing orange gradually took over people's hearts.

When the music reached its climax, the audience finally sang along in unison.

"I love you baby~and it's quite alright~"

"I need you baby~to warm the lonely night~"

The originally tightly packed formation dispersed, and the girls holding musical instruments jogged into the crowd, with the audience instinctively making way for them.

The girls circled around the divided audience, playing their instruments as they went. The larger circles might consist of four or five instruments, while the smallest circles might have only one.

At this moment, Jun Matsueda was surrounded by a girl holding a soprano saxophone.

The girl's saxophone playing was light and cheerful, and Tomatsu Yuka skipped and hopped around in a small circle, isolating him from the other students.

Standing outside the circle, Yamami Maki had an illusion: Matsueda Jun at the center seemed like the Earth, and Tomatsu Yuka was a passing asteroid that was unintentionally captured by his gravity. Thus, the free girl became a loyal satellite, beginning to rotate eternally day after day on the orbit of love.

But the music had an end. Accompanied by the rhythmic beats of applause and stomping, the girls weaved through the crowd, returned to the center of the square, and played the final coda. The melody stopped, and the girls, hand in hand, bowed deeply, filling every crevice of the square with applause and cheers.

"How are you feeling, Matsueda-kun?" Tomatsu Yuka asked with a smile as she stood at the entrance of the teaching building. Yamami Maki had gone to buy drinks, and the two of them were waiting for her.

Because of the previous strenuous exercise, Tomatsu Yuka's forehead and neck were covered in a thin layer of sweat that glistened in the air. Combined with the blush on her cheeks and her uncontrollable panting, the girl's original pure temperament was shattered, leaving behind an ambiguous erotic feeling.

"From song arrangement to choreography and breath control, everything is impressive."

Jun Matsue clapped softly, and their conversation carried to the vending machine in the stairwell on the other side. Maki Yamami stood behind the corner, waiting for their chat to end.

"The brass band members will be happy to hear Matsueda-san say that," the girl raised an eyebrow. "But I only want to hear your opinion on Tomatsu Yuka~"

"A very moving performance; although it was just playing the wind, it brought the lyrics to everyone's hearts."

Jun Matsue glanced in the direction of the vending machine; his senior had taken a while to buy a drink.

"Hmph~" Tomatsu Tomoka made a pleasant nasal sound, "Do you know why I can play it so well?"

Before Matsueda Jun could speak, the girl began to explain the reason.

"Because I have someone I really, really like. This is a love song, and when I play it, I just need to keep thinking about him."

"Thinking about how my first love gradually became part of my daily life, those sweet and tender feelings will spontaneously emerge from the saxophone."

"For example, when I walked down the steep and long steps of the Literature Museum."

"For example, when I affix a stamp perfectly straight."

"For example, when turning off a light before going to bed."

“These moments in daily life are always boring and repetitive, but when I think of you, even the most boring daily routine becomes interesting.”

The girl's voice was light and airy, and her way of addressing her beloved changed from the previously veiled "he" to the unreserved "you."

The empty corridor was empty except for the two of them. Outside the window was a busy avenue. Because Tomatsu Yuka was standing in front of the window, everything outside—the sunlight, the crowds, the cherry blossoms—could only serve as a backdrop for her.

"You are my support, my talisman."

"So no matter what kind of love song it is, I'm invincible when I play it like this!"

The outdoor light seemed to rush into the corridor at this moment, piling up and turning into an orange that matched the girl's skirt, like a large block of crystal-clear orange jelly, enveloping the boy and girl together.

Looking at the girl's smile, Jun Matsueda could only silently call for his senior's return.

Otherwise, if things continue like this, no matter how strong the defenses of Songzhibao are, they will not be able to withstand the relentless bombardment of the Tomatsu train.

(End of this chapter)