Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 689 The First Task After the Start of School

On the morning of August 25th, when Yosei Kurusu rubbed her eyes and walked out of her bedroom, she saw a boy sitting at the dining table who had almost finished eating his sandwich.

“…Huh?” The girl blinked, and instead of going to the bathroom, she sat down directly in front of the boy.

"Is Songzhi going back to school?"

The boy nodded, swallowed the food in his mouth, and took a big gulp of milk.

Jun Matsue lowered his head and carefully fastened the collar of his white short-sleeved shirt.

"Kurasu's sandwich is in the pot. If you go wash up now, you can still eat it while it's hot."

"Oh—" Miss Idol responded verbally, but instead of getting up to leave, she lay down on the dining table.

She rested her delicate chin on the table, blinking as she stared at the boy across the table who was tidying up his school uniform.

"Time flies so fast~" the girl yawned. "It's only been a few days since Pine and I had our time together!"

"...It wasn't just the two of us." The boy looked up at her.

The girl sitting in front of me had just stepped out of the bedroom, wearing a loose, oversized T-shirt that revealed her delicate, rounded shoulders. She stretched, the stretched-out shirt clinging to her body, outlining her graceful, undulating curves—

Her full, perky breasts and slender waist made the young girl's curves even more pronounced in the morning light.

Moreover, although his lower body is not visible, judging from the shape under his T-shirt, Kurusu still maintains the good habit of sleeping naked, and probably just grabbed a piece of clothing to put on after getting out of bed.

"It's just the two of us left, what else could it be but a romantic getaway for two?" Kurusu Yosei stared at him wide-eyed.

“If you say so, then so be it.” Jun Matsue took the last bite of his sandwich; he couldn’t find a reason to argue.

"So why is your vacation so short?" the girl complained indignantly.

"Why didn't you break up with Mochizuki sooner? That way I would have had a whole summer to win you over!"

"..." The boy paused in his chewing motion.

Although it wasn't the first time Kurusu had hit such a straight shot, he still couldn't quite handle it.

"Even if I don't go back to school, you'll still be busy with your comeback, won't you?"

Jun Matsueda took out his phone, opened the website he had saved in his browser, and the simple yet sophisticated page of "H&M Agency" appeared on the screen.

"H&M" must be an abbreviation of Mochizuki's name...

The boy looked at the webpage that Miss Idol had sent him a few days ago. It was a new company jointly established by the Mochizuki family and YM Entertainment, and it looked quite promising.

Jun Matsueda put away his phone. "You'll be making a comeback soon, won't you?"

"It won't be that fast." Yosuke Kurusu waved his hand. "The manager just arrived at the new company and is still getting familiar with the business."

"That's pretty fast, isn't it...?" The boy finished the last sip of milk, picked up his uniform bag from the side, and stood up.

"I'm going to school now. Remember to heat up the sandwich if it gets cold before you eat it."

"Oh~" The girl stood up, shuffling her slippers towards the entrance, watching him open the door.

"Have a happy time at school!"

“…Just like Mom.” Jun Matsueda turned around and glanced at the waving idol.

There was no visible trace of shorts under her oversized T-shirt, confirming the boy's suspicions.

“It’s my older sister!” Yosei Kurusu exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks.

After closing the main door, he entered the stairwell and walked down the old handrail step by step, leaving the apartment building.

The sun had been shining on Mitaka for three whole hours since 8 a.m. The boy walked halfway around the shadow at the bottom of the building and then crawled into the bicycle shed.

Before unfastening the chain lock and pushing the bicycle away, he turned his head.

A small, exquisite black bicycle sat quietly beside me. Although it hadn't been used for some time, the black metal frame was still shiny and new, gleaming with a cool and beautiful luster, just like its owner.

Jun Matsue hadn't seen Haruka Mochizuki for five days.

Pushing his bicycle out of the shed, the slowly turning chain made a sound like raindrops. The boy rode his bike in the sunlight toward school.

The air on the street began to expand under the heat of the sun, blowing softly and shapelessly against my face, reminding Jun Matsue of the melted ice cream on the table when the girl left that day.

During the remaining short time of summer vacation, Wangyue didn't return to the apartment. The boy messaged her every day, from summer homework to Jinzhi's food allergies, but aside from marking her messages as read, he never replied.

Perhaps "read" means the girl still likes him, while "not replying" means she's still angry...

Jun Matsue turned left at the last traffic light, and the Haneoka High School building came into view in the distance—although the temperature was still high, he rode faster than usual.

The new semester has started, and today I should finally be able to see Mochizuki, that's what the boy was thinking.

Pushing my bicycle into the school, I followed the noisy crowd into the teaching building. On the stairs, boys and girls dressed in light summer clothes were talking about the summer festival and fireworks display. No one seemed to really feel like school had started.

Stepping onto the fourth-floor corridor, the noise in the third-year students' area was much less. As he walked towards the back door of the classroom, Jun Matsueda made a point of glancing inside through the window first, and the seats by the back window were still empty.

However, there were other people waiting for him, so the boy pushed open the back door.

As if by telepathy, Tomatsu Yuka, who was sitting in her seat, looked up and her gaze fell on him.

"Chun-kun, it's been a long time~" She smiled gently and waved to the boy.

"Please take good care of me in the new semester~"

"Where have we been? It's been a long time!" Jun Matsue said to her with a smile, sitting down next to the girl.

Tomatsu Tomoe tilted her head. "I feel like I should say that once school starts, right?"

Actually, they were working together behind the counter at the Setagaya Library just the day before yesterday. She was registering books while playing with the boy's slender fingers.

Jun Matsue tidied up his seat, looked around the classroom, and saw that quite a few people had already arrived, and the noise was a bit noisy.

"Hasn't Ms. Kominato been in the classroom?" He pulled his textbook out of his bag.

There is no opening ceremony for the second semester. The homeroom teacher will give a speech during the morning meeting, and then classes will officially begin.

"She arrived quite early." The girl blinked. "She even said that when you arrived, we two would help her move her documents."

"Let's go then." The boy stood up.

Before leaving through the back door, he glanced back. It was getting late, but the seats by the window were still empty.

After a light knock on the door of the teachers' office, Jun Matsue and the girl pushed the door open and entered. Shoko Kominato, who was talking with her colleagues, turned around and waved to them cheerfully.

"Pine branches are here too~"

The female teacher patted the stack of papers on her desk with her small hand.

"This is the schedule of various activities for the second semester of the third year, as well as the instruction booklet for the Juntai mock exam in early September. Please distribute these to your students first."

Tomatsu Tomohana nodded with a smile and walked to the desk with the boy to take inventory. Kominato Shoko chatted with them while typing on the keyboard—the two of them, with their downcast eyes and well-matched appearance, were much more attractive than their colleague's lazy face.

"Did Yuka and Matsue both participate in the Kawai Juku's summer mock exam for the University of Tokyo? How did it go?"

The girl looked up. "Not bad at all, a solid S-rank!"

The boy kept his hands busy, keeping his head down. "I did so-so on the math test. Although I got an S grade, my overall score wasn't as high as Yuuka's."

"That's great too~" the female teacher nodded in satisfaction. "Don't let your guard down in the new semester, okay?"

After chatting about the persistently high temperature, the two finished reviewing the documents. As they were leaving the desk with the papers, Jun Matsue paused for a moment.

"Ms. Kominato, did Mochizuki ask for leave today?"

"Huh?" Kominato Shoko, who was flipping through documents, looked up in surprise, then took out her phone. "No, is there something wrong with her?"

"That's good." The boy smiled. "I was just asking."

He turned and walked out of the office, where Tomatsu Tomoka, who was waiting at the door, watched him close the door with a smile.

"Is Mochizuki still ignoring you?"

The girl, now working the same part-time shifts as Tsunku, has learned about his confession to Mochizuki Haruka.

"Hmm." The boy looked somewhat helpless as he walked towards the classroom with her.

"Maybe she's already lost all hope in Tsunku~" Tomatsu Yuka said cheerfully, looking straight ahead.

"First, she read my messages but didn't reply, then she treated me coldly at school, and then she continued to distance herself from me..."

"After we graduate in a few months, we'll be complete strangers!"

As the girl spoke, she greeted the students walking towards her, and Jun Matsue rolled his eyes at her helplessly.

"Even if it were just to prevent you from getting what you want, she definitely wouldn't do that."

"If that's really the case, then I will try my best to bring her back to my side."

"..." Tomatsu Yuka turned to look at him, pouting her lips slightly.

"What if she says you can only have one girlfriend at school? What will you do then?"

Jun Matsueda blinked as he looked at the shadowy crowd ahead in the corridor.

After their intimate encounter, the girl became increasingly affectionate in his presence, and she no longer hesitated to reveal her little thoughts to him, which she used to hide.

"Although making this decision will be a little difficult..." the boy said, looking at the classroom sign that was gradually getting bigger. "I will choose to announce my breakup with Youhua and then be with her."

Tomatsu Yuka puffed out her cheeks and looked at his profile with a resentful expression.

"In this respect, I really did let her down," Jun Matsueda said, his voice tinged with reminiscence.

“It’s understandable that Mochizuki would feel wronged because he had been with her for a long time but had not let everyone know.”

"The current environment forces us to care about what others think. Even if we could date at the same time, we definitely wouldn't be able to go public with it."

He turned to look at the girl beside him, "But once you get to university, you'll have much more room to maneuver."

"And even if I were to announce my breakup with Yuka now, our relationship would definitely not end in reality."

"Then I'll be sad too." Tomatsu Yuka still puffed out her cheeks, her feigned anger was extremely cute.

"Tsun-kun has to make it up to me properly!"

As Jun walked into the classroom through the front door with the girl, he quickly noticed a lively spot in the back corner.

Mochizuki Haruka arrived at school at some point. She sat in her seat, resting her chin on her hand, surrounded by stylishly dressed girls.

The girl was languid and seemed not to be listening to the girls surrounding her—but it was good that she was able to come to school normally, and the boys on the stage finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After distributing the brochures to the seats one by one, Jun Matsueda slowly walked to the back row. The girls, who seemed to be chatting about something, started giggling with their backs to him.

"Time to go back to your seats." The boy walked up to them with a cheerful smile.

"Ms. Kominato will be in the classroom soon, and she'll definitely say a few words when she sees you like this."

"Oh~" the girls responded cheerfully, fastening their collars together and letting down their deliberately shortened skirts.

"Thanks for reminding me, Matsueda-kun~"

The hot girls scattered, playfully bickering, like wildflowers blown away by the wind, revealing the unruly little beasts hidden among them.

Jun Matsue took out the last instruction booklet from his pocket and gently placed it on the girl's desk.

"For Mochizuki."

"..." Sitting in her seat, Mochizuki Haruka glanced at him, then looked out the window while still resting her chin on her hand.

"Oh."

The boy wasn't surprised. He returned to his seat and sat down, watching the girl's figure.

Wangyue's profile was fair and delicate, her slightly aloof eyebrows and eyes as always, as artistic as a painting—only the light from the window as she blinked could break this frozen beauty.

"Mochizuki seems thinner than before," Matsueda Jun said gently. "Have you been eating properly at home?"

Mochizuki Haruka turned her face towards him.

"Where?" That was the answer she instinctively wanted to give.

But remembering that she was currently in a cold war with the boy, her thin lips moved slightly, then immediately closed again.

However, a one-sided rejection was useless, and the boy continued chatting as if nothing had happened.

"It's still very hot in Tokyo these days. On a sunny day like today, Mochizuki should draw the curtains, otherwise it's too sunny to even take a nap—"

"Matsueda-kun, you don't need to worry about me." Mochizuki Haruka interrupted him, pursing her lips. She glanced at Tomatsu Yuka, who was sitting on the other side of the boy.

Go find your girlfriend.

“Kimichi is also my girlfriend,” Jun Matsueda said without hesitation.

The girl's eyes widened immediately. She looked around cutely, as if she couldn't believe that a boy would say such a thing in the classroom.

The classroom remained noisy; it seemed that no one except her paid any attention to the small commotion in the back row. Mochizuki Haruka had no choice but to put on a stern face again, pretending not to have heard Matsue's awful remark.

The boy wanted to say something more, but the homeroom teacher had already entered the classroom—Kominato Shoko walked up to the podium and gently tapped the desk.

"You can be quiet now!"

The noise in the classroom quickly subsided, just as the bell rang over the loudspeaker. Jun Matsue turned to face the front, glancing at the girl by the window out of the corner of his eye. Mochizuki's shoulders slumped, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"From this moment on, we officially begin the second semester. I hope everyone can quickly put away their holiday leisure time..."

Although the female teacher was petite, her serious demeanor was quite intimidating. The restless atmosphere in the classroom was quickly skimmed off like foam on a bowl of soup, and the students truly calmed down.

The first class started quickly; it was Kominato Shoko's English III. Mochizuki Haruka glanced at the boy next to her while pulling her textbook out of her bag—after flipping through it a few times, she stopped.

Perhaps because she was in a bit of a rush when she went to the apartment to get her books in the morning, there was no English textbook in the girl's schoolbag.

Damn it… she thought resentfully, maybe I should just sleep through this class.

"Didn't Mochizuki bring his textbooks?"

But then a boy's voice rang in her ears. Mochizuki Haruka turned her head, and Matsueda Jun had already lifted the table and moved it over without making a sound.

The female teacher on the podium glanced at the back row but didn't say anything more.

After Matsueda Jun put the two tables together, the girl immediately picked up her pen and drew a line across the seam between the two tables.

"You are absolutely not allowed to cross over!" Mochizuki Haruka said in a low, fierce voice.

The boy smiled and nodded slightly, then pushed his textbook between the two of them.

He turned the page, his left hand following the "boundary line," before retracting it under the girl's glare.

However, Mochizuki didn't seem to care about anything else. Matsueda Jun lowered his head, looking at the hem of his skirt that had inadvertently brushed against him.

If you want to gradually change the girls you love, you really have to thicken your skin first.

(End of this chapter)