Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 493 Tomatsu Yuka Will Not Let Go
From Hamadayama to Ueno, passing Meidaimae, Shinjuku, and Kanda, the young man and woman transferred to four subway lines.

At 9:12, Jun Matsue stepped out of the shopping center where the underground station was located, and immediately his vision was filled with crowds of people and large areas of green vegetation.

"There are so many people."

"Actually, I'm also wondering about it." Tomatsu Yuka followed closely beside the boy. "Matsueda-kun doesn't seem to like crowds."

"Since we're already here," Jun Matsue thought, looking at the crowded people in front of the station. He should have thought more carefully before making the decision.

"It's okay, Ueno Park is huge, we'll just walk in the less crowded areas." The girl immediately reassured him, "The more crowded it is, the more beautiful the cherry blossoms are."

“Let’s go then.” The boy looked at the sign. “The park entrance is nearby.”

As soon as he took a step, he felt a soft and warm touch on his right hand. Jun Matsue turned around, and Yuka Tomatsu blinked, looking completely harmless.

"We have to be careful not to get separated. We're a couple today. If you mind holding hands, I can link arms with you."

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, then raised his arm, and the girl quickly took it, a satisfied smile on her face.

"That way, even if there are many people, they won't get separated."

"We're all adults, do you really think we'd get separated?"

Tomatsu Yuka ignored his question, smiled and wrapped her arm around the boy's, and the two walked towards the park together.

Two or three minutes later, the entrance to Ueno Park appeared before them. The wide circular plaza was crowded with people and temporary stalls. In the center was a flower bed with the words "Ueno Grace Park" engraved on a large, round stone. Behind it was a cherry tree in full bloom.

"I'm starting to get a feel for it." Jun Matsue nodded.

"Let's take a picture first~" Tomatsu Yuka pulled him to stand in front of the flower bed and asked a passerby to take a picture.

"It feels pretty good." The girl looked at the photo and continued walking into the park arm in arm with the boy. "It would be even better if Pine Branch smiled even more sweetly."

“I was clearly smiling happily,” Jun Matsue said, looking at the photo in her hand.

Tomatsu Yuka looked up at him. "Sweetness and happiness are not the same thing!"

The boy sighed, "Then you should hold my hand."

"This definitely feels more like a couple's relationship~" the girl said approvingly.

Matsueda Jun didn't change his mind because of this—the weather was warmer today, and Tomatsu's arm-holding posture kept changing towards a "hug".

Putting aside the issue of whether it's hot or not, her dress isn't thick, and it's not good for her chest to be rubbing like that.

Ueno Park is very large, encompassing Ueno Zoo, Tokyo Museum of Art, and the National Museum of Nature and Science, among other places. The cherry blossoms are mainly concentrated on the path leading to Shinobazu Pond in the center of the park, also known as the Cherry Blossom Avenue.

The young boy and girl walked along the cherry blossom avenue with the flow of people. The two holding hands could have kept their distance, but the dense crowd forced their shoulders to touch.

"The cherry blossoms along the way are all so white," Tomatsu Tomoka said, looking around at the cherry blossoms.

Her attention was no longer on the cherry blossoms. The boy's large palm and her own hand were pressed together without any gap. The girl in the crowd felt a dizzying and immense happiness.

These were Jun-kun's hands—large and strong, with distinct knuckles, capable of easily enveloping her.
"It's probably because they bloomed relatively early." Junya Matsueda was somewhat absent-minded because of the warmth in his hands. "These cherry blossoms should all be Somei Yoshino cherry blossoms, which change color from pink to white after blooming."

"I see."

The girl spoke softly, then fell silent, and the boy decided to continue the silence, their connected bodies seemingly deepening their understanding.

The two strolled slowly through the long cherry blossom grove, the pure white blossoms gradually turning into light crimson clouds. The crowd around them was still noisy, but the young man and woman began to enjoy the tranquility that belonged only to each other amidst the fervor.

Jun Matsue could clearly feel his hand, which he was holding, gradually warming up—perhaps because of the high temperature of 25 degrees Celsius today, or perhaps because his accelerated heartbeat was pumping more blood to his palm.

But none of that mattered. Their hands started to sweat, and their skin became sticky as they held each other. The boy felt Tomatsu Yuka tighten her grip on his hand.

However, Jun Matsuoka did not let her let go. To be honest, he liked this feeling, this sense of security.

When was the last time they held hands? The boy flipped through his memories—October 11th, a Saturday, when he and Yamami Maki went to an outdoor equipment store to prepare for their school trip.

On the way home, the girl shook their clasped hands, planned his accommodation and training program, and said she would record the autumn leaves of Ueno Ridge for him.

It's been more than five months since then. Now, when I think back on it, Matsueda Jun's heart no longer aches. His previously racing heartbeat has just calmed down.

Having experienced the hesitation and indecisiveness of Yamami Maki, Tomatsu Tomoka's tight grip on his hand, unwilling to let go, actually made him feel exceptionally at ease.

Even the longest road has an end. The young boy and girl walked out of the cherry blossom avenue and rested at the roundabout surrounded by pink and white petals.

They chose a quiet patch of grass where few people were. Tomatsu Yuka reluctantly let go of the boy's hand, took out a picnic mat from her bag, spread it out, and sat down.

"It's getting a little hot~" She hugged her legs together, looked up at the boy standing in front of her and smiled sweetly, her face flushed with a hint of ambiguity.

“There might be too many people.” Jun Matsue sat down next to her, observing the people chatting and playing cards under the nearby cherry blossom trees.

When he turned around, he found the girl still staring at him, but she wasn't looking at his face, but at his hand resting on his leg.

"You're sweating," Tomatsu Yuka said softly. "I really want to lick it off for Matsue-san."

The boy glanced at her, then took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his hands.

"The Japanese are really strange. They are so cautious and concerned about their image in public, yet they can take off their shoes and sit under such beautiful cherry blossom trees, eating, drinking and chatting in front of tourists."

“What you’re saying does sound a bit amazing,” the girl said with a smile. As she echoed him, several other girls noticed them from in front of them.

"Isn't that Yuka?" the girls exclaimed in surprise, crowding around. "Are you enjoying the cherry blossoms with Matsue-kun? Is it a date?"

"Of course it's a date with Tsunku!" Tomatsu Yuka smiled brightly.

She took the arm of the boy next to her, and Jun Matsue looked up, smiled, and greeted the girls she wasn't very familiar with.

"Wow! It feels so satisfying to see handsome men and beautiful women dating right in front of me!"

"They're here on a date, not for you to see as some rare animal!"

"Exactly! Just say hello and leave, don't bother them!"

Before the girls left, Tomatsu asked them to take a few photos of herself with the boys.

"Your smile is even sweeter this time than before~" The girl looked at the photo she received on her phone and nodded in satisfaction.

Jun Matsueda leaned over and glanced at the photo. "I don't see any difference."

He's just being stubborn.

"It would be perfect if you could keep laughing like this from now on." Tomatsu Yuka put away her phone and turned her head, the boy's handsome profile within reach.

"But I think it's still a little lacking."

"Now that we're a couple, just like how I call you Chun-jun, shouldn't we change how we address each other too?"

Jun Matsueda looked at the cherry blossoms in the girl's eyes and pondered for a while.

"Youhua?"

"Ok!"

The girl's incredibly sweet smile made him feel even more at ease.

This is how relationships should be conducted.

(End of this chapter)