Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 508 Sleepless Nights and the Dream of Dongda University
Pushing open the apartment door, I placed the umbrella in the entryway. The boy's jacket flew through the air and landed on the sofa.

Finding his home clothes, Jun Matsue went straight to the bathroom, took off his shirt and trousers—the faint scent of lily of the valley lingered on them, reminding the boy of the enchanting scene in the dimly lit room not long ago.

Tomatsu Yuka's invitation was naturally declined. They didn't stay in the private room for long afterward. When the rain subsided, Matsueda Jun took her to the station with an umbrella.

It's impossible for him to be aroused. No matter how much the girl twists and turns on him, the boy's most basic bottom line will never waver.

Even if we take a step back, he wouldn't allow a young girl's precious and beautiful first time to happen in a cramped karaoke room.

So even though Tomatsu Tomoka acted particularly seductive and clingy, Matsueda Jun could only choose to help her up and create distance between them.

As the girl was pushed away, she was still staring at the exaggerated bulge under the boy's school uniform trousers. Recalling that lingering, alluring gaze, Jun Matsueda exhaled forcefully, turned on the showerhead, and set the water temperature to the coldest setting.

A few minutes later, the boy, having calmed down again, walked out of the bathroom, threw his dirty clothes into the washing machine, and picked up his phone from the sink. It showed a message from Tomatsu Yuka not long ago.

"I'm home! Thank you for the umbrella, Jun-kun."

The girl posted a photo of herself standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Although her clothes were a little disheveled, she looked much more normal than she did in the karaoke room.

"It's a bit cold on rainy days. Mom said to make curry soup for dinner tonight. I'd like to make it for you sometime!"

After replying to the message, Jun Matsue took out udon noodles from the refrigerator. The girl's words made him crave curry, so he decided to have curry udon noodles for dinner.

He placed a steaming bowl of noodle soup on the table, and as usual, the boy picked up the remote control. The sound of the TV program echoed in the living room, drowning out the light rain outside the window.

Jun Matsueda didn't intend to watch the show; he only turned on the TV for the noise. He's always been the kind of person who prefers to focus on enjoying his food.

However, halfway through his udon noodles, the boy heard a familiar song in his ear—it was the girl who had been humming the theme song of "Tokyo Love Story" around him for several days in a row.

He looked up, and on the television screen at the other end of the living room was a close-up of Kurusu Yosei's face; the girl's profile was flawless in the shot. She didn't make any special expression, yet even as the camera zoomed out, the viewer's gaze remained firmly fixed on the girl, unable to resist her captivating charm.

It probably wasn't a live broadcast. The boy put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone, took a picture of the TV, and sent it to the "Kirakira" profile picture in his contact list.

I saw your program.

Yosei Kurusu replied to the message quickly, sending a voice message: "Even if I'm not watching in person, my charm is just as strong~"

The girl's smug tone made Jun Matsuoka smile. He picked up his bowl and drank his noodle soup while replying to her message.

"Is this a new song you're singing? I haven't heard it before." He had listened to every song from Yosuke Kurusu's debut album more than once.

"That's right! I went on this show to promote my new album. Pre-orders for the new album just started today, and things are going quite well."

Jun Matsue finished the last bite of udon and said, "Then remember to order one for me too."

"No problem! I'll arrange for you to get the pre-order bonus badge and the limited live CD, too!"

"Is the treatment really that good?" The boy chuckled softly.

"Of course! You're my number one fan!"

After finishing his chat with Yosei Kurusu, Jun Matsueda washed the dishes, hung up the laundry, and sat at his desk in the bedroom, opening his math workbook and studying until he went to bed. Math is a mentally taxing subject, and with the white noise of rain outside the window, he should have fallen asleep quickly and soundly tonight. However, after lying in bed with his eyes closed for half an hour, the boy still couldn't fall asleep at all.

Jun Matsue opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling; he knew exactly why.

Having experienced the intimate moments with Maki Yamami in the newsroom and the irresistible allure of Yuka Tomatsu in the karaoke room, the desires of a teenage boy were aroused and surged to an almost uncontrollable level.

Jun Matsue did not intend to resolve the issue himself, because he did not want to succumb to the desire for pleasure—once it happened, it could happen again, and it would be bad if he developed some bad habits.

He got out of bed, took off his clothes, went into the bedroom next door to Lai Xiyangshi, took out her exercise mat, and started with sit-ups and push-ups, followed by planks and burpees. Feeling that he had almost exhausted himself, he took a hot shower before returning to bed.

The next morning, Jun Matsue arrived at school a little later than usual. Tomatsu Yuka watched him walk to his seat, the girl's expression showing some curiosity.

"Didn't you sleep well last night, Jun-kun?"

The boy nodded. "I went to bed a little late."

Tomatsu Tomoka was a little worried, "If you have insomnia, you can take a hot bath before bed or eat some bananas."

Her words were interrupted by Mochizuki Haruka, who walked behind Matsueda Jun—the girl was also acting strangely today; instead of staring out the window or sleeping on the table as usual, she was studying diligently.

"Songzhi, is this how you fill out the volunteer survey?"

Jun Matsue turned his head and looked at the form the girl had slapped on his desk. Haruka Mochizuki's handwriting wasn't the neat and tidy type, but rather a casual and unrestrained style, with some rounded turns in the strokes, a cute quality unique to young girls.

"Keio Gijuku?" The boy nodded. "It's not exactly easy to get in."

"My aunt suggested I choose this one. She said she would definitely guarantee I'd pass the exam." The girl tossed her hair, but there was no happy expression on her face as she said this.

“I see.” Jun Matsue nodded again. “That’s a good thing, at least there won’t be much pressure in the senior year.”

Keio University is a private university, and there are quite a few ways for children of chaebols to get in.

But Mochizuki Haruka frowned. She stretched out her right hand and tapped the top column of the form—the girl's first choice was still blank.

Last night, her aunt told her about all the advantages of Keio University, the top private university in Japan, which is especially friendly to a rich girl like her, with a light workload, and courses that she would be interested in, such as luxury goods economics and fashion brand marketing.

However, Mochizuki Haruka only saw one flaw: she checked the map and found that Keio University's main campus was located in Minato Ward, and it would take forty minutes by subway to get to the University of Tokyo in Bunkyo Ward.

Tomatsu Tomoka could even be Matsueda Jun's deskmate.

"But I want to apply to the University of Tokyo, what should I do?"

She was a little unwilling.

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