Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 41 Prelude to the Summer Festival
"It rained heavily just two days ago, why is the temperature rising again?" the girl complained.

The central air conditioning system of Yuqiu High School was shut down for maintenance, so the wind band could only make do with the old vertical air conditioner in the club room, but it was obviously not enough to provide sufficient cooling.

"Didn't they say there would be a camp? When can it be? The club room is too hot, I don't want to stay here anymore!" the girl holding the tuba shouted.

"Please be patient. We will go out for training in a few days and you don't need to stay in the club room anymore." Yamami Moki smiled helplessly.

Natsumi Imokawa sat in front of the tripod, looking at the camera. She stuck out her tongue slightly and exhaled, feeling extremely hot. The high mountains easily caused sweat to accumulate, so Natsumi Imokawa had to get up and move around from time to time. However, every time she stood up to move around, the girls next to her would stare at her with envy, making her feel very embarrassed.

The hot weather and the surrounding gazes made the girl's face red all day long, like a steam engine. Yumi-chan liked to see her like this the most.

As for where was Jun Matsueda? He was practically melting in the heat in the hallway.

Girls wear thin, breathable clothes in the summer, and even a little sweat can lead to seeing things they shouldn't. This time, the only participants in the wind instrument competition were girls, so if Jun Matsueda stayed in the clubhouse, he'd be surrounded by a sea of ​​colorful suspenders and braces. Girls who mind would be embarrassed, while those who don't mind would give him shy glances, so he decided to take a sauna in the hallway.

When Tomatsu Tomoka walked out of the classroom, she happened to see Matsueda Jun standing in the shadow with his back against the wall of the corridor, reading a "Geography" magazine in his hand.

The unbearable heat caused him to unbutton the three buttons of his white shirt, revealing beads of sweat on his collarbone and a hint of pectoral muscle in between. The shirt, tucked into his black school trousers, highlighted his waistline, and below that, two long, straight legs. Yuqiu Gao's uniform was well-cut and quite slim-fitting.

He lowered his head and looked at the magazine in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, exuding the aura of a melancholy senior who could easily attract little girls.

Jun Matsueda heard footsteps and looked up to see Tomatsu Tomoka walking towards him. He buttoned up his shirt, walked into the sunlight, and gave her his place in the shade.

Tomatsu Tomoka walked into the shadows and enjoyed the coolness of unrequited love. She was always good at interpreting the boy's gentle and polite behavior as tenderness that belonged only to her.

Or perhaps this is also a kind of self-hypnosis. If not, she might find it difficult to endure the unrequited love.

"Mr. Tomatsu, do you have something to talk to me about?" It was really hot standing in the sun in the summer, and Matsueda Jun just wanted to end the topic as soon as possible.

"The director asked me to inform Jun-kun that the band's next performance will be at the summer festival. If there's any filming or interviewing involved, please make the necessary preparations."

Jun Matsueda crossed his arms over his chest to block Tomoka Tomatsu's sight from lingering on his chest.

"Hasn't your competition repertoire been finalized yet? Will that affect the performance?"

"Yes, the project song has been decided, but the free song has not yet been decided." The girl nodded and smoothed the hair behind her ear with her right hand.

Tomatsu Tomoka's hair-stroking movements are graceful. Her index and middle fingers slip into the hair, following the outline of her ear. Her pinky finger curls slightly, her thumb curls inward, and the black hair swirls with it, like a hand brushing through a pool of spring water. Her head tilts slightly to the right, as if she's listening, or perhaps shyly afraid to look you in the face. Finally, her right hand slides across her shoulder, palm facing inward, resting naturally on her chest, her whole being focused on you.

All girls can do the hair-stroking action, but if Japan holds a hair-stroking competition, Tomatsu Tomoka will definitely win first place.

Matsueda Jun watched the girl's fleeting radiance in the scorching summer sun and knew she was hiding something. Although Matsueda Jun had been outside, he could hear the discussion in the clubroom.

The wind orchestra finally decided between two pieces for the free repertoire, and the biggest difference between the two was whether or not saxophone was used.

Compared with other wind instruments, the saxophone was born too late and is too young. It is not included in many classic repertoires.

The reason Takashi Hanetake's previous failure at the national competition was a lack of a prominent instrumental section that could demonstrate absolute strength, or rather, a person capable of a full-length solo. Yamami Maki welcomed Tomatsu Tomoka with this hope, and the previous saxophone section leader even stepped down, allowing Tomatsu Tomoka to lead the saxophone section.

Using the saxophone not only carries the risk of a radical repertoire selection, but also requires the majority of the wind band to recognize Tomatsu Tomoka's abilities. Currently, Yamami Maki and Tomatsu Tomoka, as representatives, are working hard to gain the members' agreement.

"Will Jun-kun cheer for us at the summer festival performance?" Tomatsu Tomoka placed her hands on her chest and looked at him expectantly.

Jun Matsueda knew that although the girl said "we", she was actually referring to herself alone.

He gave a formulaic smile and said, "That would definitely be very meaningful for filming. The news team will definitely go." Tomatsu Yuka didn't speak, remaining still, looking at him with calm and affectionate eyes. A few days ago, during the torrential rain in Mitaka City, the girl received a photo from Mochizuki Haruka; it was of Matsueda Jun holding a teacup, gazing out the window at the heavy rain.

After confirming that there were no changes in Jun Matsueda that she didn't want to see, such as a hairband on her wrist or a couple's pendant hanging on her cell phone, Tomatsu Tomoka turned around and went back to the club room.

After the girl went in, the club room became noisy for a while before they continued practicing.

Jun Matsueda continued to read in the shadows until he heard a soft tapping sound from the rear window, which was very close to him. He walked over and found that it was Natsumi Imokawa leaning against the window. The weather was too hot, and she didn't want to leave the club room.

"What's wrong, Imokawa-san?" Jun Matsueda looked at her through the transparent glass above the window. The girl's softness pressed against the glass, leaving a full and beautiful shape.

"Don't we have to take care of the problems of the wind band?" Natsumi Imokawa looked a little worried.

"The News Department is just here to film, not to be a jack of all trades. They'll solve their own problems, so don't worry, Imokawa-san."

The girl nodded timidly, and the two large bodies on the window swayed, the heat from their bodies leaving a white mist on the glass.

After today's training, Tomatsu Tomoka still couldn't find Matsueda Jun, and the news department had already left early.

The seniors in the distance were talking about the waiting girl.

"I would feel, well, so stressed if I met someone like that."

"Tomatsu really takes love very seriously."

"So what? Will this please Songzhi?"

"Hey, your ex-boyfriend liked Tomatsu, didn't he?"

"No way! He said he doesn't like girls who are too serious!"

Tomatsu Tomoka's black hair and dark blue skirt swayed in the wind.

A white truck stopped at the school gate. Matsueda Jun was sitting in the passenger seat, but the girl didn't notice him.

He stopped looking at the girl who was waiting alone with her head down and turned to ask the person in the driver's seat.

"Boss, what's so special about today's commission?"

"Today's client is a man! He says he's been imprisoned by his lover."

"That's really rare." He thought of the fragments from his previous life.

Natsumi Imokawa sat quietly in the back row, recording a video with her camera, the lens facing the profile of Jun Matsueda.

When the truck started to leave, the girl stuck the camera out of the window, and the girl who was still waiting at the school gate appeared in the picture.

The swaying black hair and dark blue skirt disappeared below the horizon as the truck moved away.

　We've successfully advanced to the next round of recommendations! Thank you all for your support. There are probably still about ten more chapters left in the summer vacation arc; Season 1 is almost here.

(End of this chapter)