Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The girl remained still for two seconds, then climbed onto the sofa as quickly as possible, gathered all her clothes in her arms, and ran towards her room.

When she returned to the living room, Jun Matsueda was already sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't seen anything.

So Natsumi Imokawa pretended nothing happened and put the CD into the machine under the TV.

However, her clumsy movements, her red earlobes and the fact that she had to insert the disc twice revealed the girl's inner embarrassment.

The moment the TV screen lit up, the girl hurriedly walked around the coffee table, returned to the sofa, and sat next to Matsueda Jun.

Jun Matsueda suddenly felt a little dazed. He remembered the night when he watched TV series with Kurusu Yoshi, and the afternoon when he watched a movie with Mochizuki Haruka in an empty classroom at school.

Spending time like this on the sofa with others seemed to have become his daily routine.

The one-hour-and-forty-minute animated film, devoid of dialogue, evokes a sense of cramped security in the darkened living room. The two people sitting on the sofa breathe softly, and any slight movement from one person is felt through the surface of the sofa by the other, as if their bodies are connected by some invisible medium.

It's just a story about a robot and a dog meeting, a story about two lonely beings accompanying each other and eventually leaving.

The film ended, and Jun Matsueda looked at the girl next to him. It was not the first time that Natsumi Imokawa had seen her, but she still fluttered her eyelashes and shed tears quietly.

The light from the TV hit her face. The girl's eyes were focused, with a hint of sadness on her face, but also seemed to be feeling genuine joy because she had seen a good movie.

Natsumi Imokawa turned her head, her eyes soaked in tears were exceptionally clear, becoming the only focus in the dark space.

"Matsueda...the movie is so good..."

Jun Matsueda laughed as he listened to the girl's childish mumbling.

"What are you laughing at!" Natsumi Imokawa reached out and pushed him to express his dissatisfaction.

"Nothing, it's really beautiful."