Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 295 Reasons for the Choice

On Monday of the following day, Jun Matsue rode his bicycle into the last intersection before the school.

The gate of Haneoka High School was on the other side of the road, blocked by a black sedan driving towards him. Matsueda Jun paused for a moment and slowed down his bicycle.

Has Mochizuki arrived at school already? So early today?

Seemingly noticing his bicycle, the black sedan coming from the opposite direction slowed down and stopped at the side of the road. It seemed Matsueda Jun had something to say; he glanced at the road behind him and steered his bicycle across the street.

The familiar maid was in the driver's seat. She opened the car door and stood by the roadside, speaking softly to the boy sitting on the bicycle.

"Hello, Mr. Songzhi. Miss is not in a good mood today and may be causing you trouble."

Is Mochizuki Haruka in a bad mood? Matsueda Jun recalled his recent interactions with the girl, wondering if he had done anything to upset her.
After saying this, the maid bowed and drove away in her black car, leaving Matsueda Jun pondering the situation of Miss Mochizuki as he slowly rode towards the school.

The classroom was sparsely populated, and as expected, Jun Matsue saw Haruka Mochizuki sitting upright with a serious expression next to his seat.

As soon as he stepped through the back door of the classroom, the girl looked over and coldly watched him sit down in his seat.

Jun Matsue thought she would speak immediately, but the girl patiently waited for him to put down his schoolbag, tidy up his desk, write the name of the student on duty on the blackboard, and return to his seat before she opened her small mouth and uttered her words of dissatisfaction.

"Have you finished everything that needed to be done?"

Jun Matsue nodded, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. Right now, Haruka Mochizuki was like an ice cube that had accidentally fallen into hot cocoa. Even if it got cold, it wouldn't get too cold.

"Don't laugh! Explain yourself properly—" the girl said angrily, "I clearly told you that you could contact me if you needed practice space or equipment."

"Why did you go to see Yami Maki instead of me?" Her words were full of resentment.

So that's what made her angry. Jun Matsue finally understood. It must have been that Aya posted a group photo from the practice room in the group chat yesterday, and then they talked about Maki Yamami, which the girl saw.

Meanwhile, Tomatsu Yuka, who was pretending to be reading aloud in the morning, turned her gaze over. In the past, she always maintained an irreconcilable attitude towards Mochizuki Haruka, but this time she was somewhat inclined to support the girl.

They were clearly the two of them vying for Songzhi's attention, but he went off to another woman's territory. How could that be?
“Didn’t I tell you before that there’s no need for you to spend money on this?” Jun Matsue’s tone was a little helpless. “My senior’s family does this kind of business, so it’s more convenient to go to her place.”

Although it sounded reasonable, Mochizuki Haruka still kept a tense expression, staring at him without saying a word, like a child doll in a Japanese horror movie.

"Besides, Senior Yamami owes me a favor, so I'm just taking this opportunity to pay it back." The boy had no choice but to come up with another reason.

"A favor?" Tomatsu Tomoka's voice sounded behind him. "Does senior owe Matsueda a favor? When did this happen?"

The girl had only intended to watch the fire from the sidelines, but now she found that the flames seemed to be silently burning up to her feet.

“It was during the brass band training camp.” Jun Matsueda didn’t think it was a taboo topic. “Your drummer was sick, so Yami-senpai asked me to play the timpani. It’s that simple.”

"It's all your brass band's fault," Mochizuki Haruka said resentfully, shifting her gaze to Tomatsu Yuka as if questioning her for not managing her club properly.

"Don't make excuses for your incompetence, Mochizuki-kun. Since your family happens to have related businesses, I think she's much more suitable to help Matsueda-kun than you are." The girl retorted subconsciously, but other things came to mind.

As expected, the senior student and Songzhi have quite a lot of contact.
Why does she rarely mention it to me? Is it to be considerate of my feelings? Or is there another reason?
Seeing Tomatsu Yuka deep in thought, Mochizuki Haruka's gaze returned to Matsueda Jun. "I'll let it go this time. Next time, if you need any help, just let me know." "Today is Auntie's last check-up. Do you want to come with me?"

Jun Matsueda certainly didn't mind going to the hospital with the girl, but he recalled his schedule, "The newspaper club has a meeting after school today."

Now, Mochizuki Haruka stopped talking, only looking at him with red eyes, as if she could burst into tears at any moment.

"I'll ask Imokawa at noon and try to make time for you."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about doing it for sure!"

Even though he hadn't done anything wrong, he inexplicably felt as if he owed her something. Jun Matsue spent the whole morning thinking about it, but still couldn't find the reason for this strange feeling.

At noon, only Jun Matsueda and Natsumi Imokawa were in the newsroom. He sat at the conference table, watching the blushing girl turn on the air conditioner.

“The last class was PE, and it felt a bit hot,” Natsumi Imokawa explained to him as she turned around.

“Then sit further away from the draft,” Jun Matsueda reminded her. “You’re more likely to catch a cold if you’re exposed to cold air after exercising.”

The girl nodded, hugged her tracksuit jacket, and sat down next to him. Her beautiful, full breasts, hidden beneath the thin fabric, were obscured by the hateful jacket.

"Are you sure you'll be okay with attending the meeting alone this afternoon?"

Natsumi Imokawa hesitated for a moment with her head down, "It should be fine. We've already had a few meetings, and Tsushima-senpai will be there too."

"So I'll ask to skip today's meeting?"

Matsueda Jun took out his phone to send a message to Mochizuki Haruka, while Imokawa Natsumi sat obediently beside him, looking at the documents in her hands, occasionally glancing up at him.

Putting down his phone, Jun Matsueda decided to stay in the clubroom a little longer; the air conditioning for two people was much more comfortable than that for thirty. He turned his head to look at the booklet in the girl's hand, which bore the words "Tokyo University of the Arts" and contained information such as "Academic Ability Test," "Specialized Examination," and "Comprehensive Selection."

"Imokawa is already preparing for the Tokyo University of the Arts?"

"Mmm." The girl nodded vigorously, and the coat she was holding to her chest slipped down to her lap, revealing the soft, white skin that the sailor uniform collar couldn't hide.

Although she had considered the Faculty of Arts at the University of Tokyo, which is also in Tokyo, Natsumi Imokawa watched the camera footage from that evening. When the colors of the sunset outside the window were at their most intense, that was exactly when she said, "I want to apply to Tokyo University of the Arts."

So the girl decided to apply to Tokyo University of the Arts.

When she stands at the entrance of Tokyo University of the Arts and is asked why she chose it, Natsumi Imokawa wants to give this cool answer:

"Just because I didn't want to miss such a magnificent sunset!"

　"Don't miss such a magnificent sunset." Matsueda said something similar before.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)