Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 430 Presumptuous
With a wide-open view and the sound of the wind, the scenery on both sides flows past behind, as if traveling through a time tunnel.

Jun Matsueda glanced back at the girls behind him, then slowed down, letting his bicycle slide between them.

"Want to take a break?"

Wang Yueyao shook her head. The girl's face was neither red nor out of breath. Her athletic shorts revealed the lower edge of her thighs, and her long, straight legs were white and shiny in the sunlight. When she swayed back and forth, it was impossible for people not to look at her.

Tomatsu Yuka, who was lagging behind her, didn't have as much stamina, but they were both riding rented recreational bikes and weren't going very fast, so the girl was only slightly out of breath.

"It's a bit hot~"

Tomatsu Yuka's face flushed slightly. The girl wore over-the-knee off-white knitted socks, and a half-length floral skirt was placed under her thighs, the flowing hem resembling a springtime country path.

"Of course you're hot wearing so many clothes!" Mochizuki Haruka said without turning her head.

Jun Matsue straightened up and glanced at the road ahead.

"There's a vending machine up ahead, let's stop there and have a drink of water."

The soft sound of brakes echoed one after another on the small viewing platform. The boy walked to the vending machine and glanced at the girls leaning against the railing.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Matsueda-kun, you decide," Tomatsu Tomoka said to him with a smile, and Mochizuki Haruka, who was standing next to him, did not object.

After thinking about it, Jun Matsuoka finally bought three bottles of green tea.

The viewing platform wasn't very big, and the three of them stood at a comfortable distance, leaning on the railing, admiring the tilted reflection of Mount Fuji on the lake.

Mochizuki Haruka took a sip of green tea and pointed to a cluster of white clouds floating in the distance.

"Which swan is that? What's its name?"

"So far away, are you kidding me?" Jun Matsue felt like he was back at the convenience store where he used to work, facing a customer who was picking a fight for no reason.

"Didn't you say you knew everything?" the girl mocked him with her eyes.

The boy took out his phone from his pocket, opened the camera, and zoomed in on the swan.

"This guy's called Boss. He's the second-in-command in the neighborhood, a tough, single man."

"Really? You're not just saying that offhand, are you?" Mochizuki Haruka asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"Why is the second-in-command named Boss?" Tomatsu Yuka asked with a puzzled expression, just like the boy had asked last night.

“Of course it’s true.” Jun Matsue was as confident as a veterinarian. “It was missing a tuft of hair on its head. It was a mark left by a war criminal when it tried to attack me at sunrise.”

As he spoke, he called out to the white figure on the lake with its neck tucked in.

"Boss—"

The cloud actually peeked out and looked this way. The boy waved vigorously and whistled a melodious tune.

The swans slowly approached, and the girls on the platform, holding onto the railing, eagerly peeked out—

Sure enough, a tuft of messy feathers was found on its head.

"You're pretty good." Mochizuki Haruka pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress her smile.

Jun Matsuoka didn't say anything, but just took two big gulps of green tea with a smug look on his face.

"Boss—" Tomatsu Yuka's soft voice rang out behind the boy, echoing across the lake.

The defeated swan tilted its head back and opened its beak in response. The swan's call wasn't elegant; it sounded a bit like an old-fashioned car horn, but even more comical.

Jun Matsue turned to look at the girl, Yuka Tomatsu, who had a smile on her face.

"Shouting out loud like Matsueda-san makes me feel much better."

She opened her mouth and continued.

"Why doesn't Matsue-san like me—"

The girl's voice was louder this time, and the swans on the lake flapped their wings, creating ripples.

"Hey." Jun Matsue was startled, and before he could stop her, another girl behind him called out.

“How could Songzhi possibly like you—give up—” Mochizuki Haruka shouted even more fervently, and gray birds in the woods on the shore were startled and took flight, circling above the lake.

"Flat-chested young lady—good for nothing except money—" Tomatsu Yuka's retort rang out from the boy's right.

"..." The flat-chested young lady, who was leaning against the railing, suddenly straightened her arms and looked at her from behind Matsueda Jun.

“I have it!” the girl said in a low voice, gritting her teeth.

"Oh," Tomatsu Yuka replied, straightening her back and raising her head.

Mochizuki Haruka turned her head and continued shouting, "I kissed Matsue—"

Now it was the other girl's turn to break down. Tomatsu Yuka turned her head and looked at the boy next to her.

"When did this happen?" she asked in surprise.

Matsueda Jun did not answer, but instead turned his head to look at Mochizuki Haruka.

"You almost bit my lips raw, can this even be considered a kiss?"

“Yes—” the girl answered loudly.

The two of them leaned against the railing and shouted back and forth, attracting the attention of several more swans on the water.

A dozen minutes later, the girls were panting heavily, looking exhausted.

"Why bother?" Jun Matsuoka said helplessly.

"This feels so good, doesn't it?" Tomatsu Yuka smiled wearily, but her eyes were brighter than before.

"Doesn't Matsueda-san have something on her mind that she wants to say?"

How could it not be?
The boy leaned on the railing, gazing at the lake and mountains before him—to the girls, it looked more like he was facing off against the swans in the lake.

He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted at Mount Fuji across the lake.

"Yamami Ichizoku—"

I really want to punch you!

The girls exchanged glances; this was the answer they wanted to hear.

After a long while, Jun Matsue finally let out a long breath and turned around to look at the two of them.

"I didn't say anything."

Tomatsu Tomohana smiled and nodded, while Mochizuki Haruka remained expressionless, only giving a thumbs-up.

"Should we continue riding?" He looked at the three bicycles parked to the side.

"The students from Class 5 who set off first said there are hot springs ahead, and I want to go soak in one."

Mochizuki Haruka didn't object. Although she was in better physical condition than Tomatsu Yuka, she had still sweated a bit and hadn't taken a bath the night before, so soaking in the hot spring would be the best thing ever.

"We need to get going right away." Jun Matsue patted the seat. "We'll have to pay extra if we don't return the bicycle on time."

So the three bicycles set off again. Although they said they had to hurry, it seemed that no one wanted to speed up. Only the leisurely pedaling and the chatter on the road gradually faded into the distance.

"Speaking of which, has Mochizuki ever climbed Mount Fuji?"

"No, I was in a hurry to leave Japan, this place that caused me so much heartache."

"Maybe I'll have a chance to go hiking tomorrow."

"No way~ Doesn't Matsueda-kun know? It's closed to the mountains right now~"

"I see," the boy said, watching the lake surface rush past him.

Shout out to the sky, describing the youth we yearn for—a time that is both unrestrained and fleeting.

Yet it makes one so impulsive, wanting to sink into it forever.

(End of this chapter)