Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me. What should I do to make Jun-kun forgive me?" Tomatsu Tomoka looked up and looked at the window on the wall.

"If I jump from here, Jun-kun, will you forgive me?" the girl said as she was about to stand up, and Matsueda Jun could only grab her.

He couldn't deal with this kind of person in his previous life. He could hurt others and himself for love.

Tomatsu Tomoka turned around and looked at Matsueda Jun, holding his hand instead, smiling through her tears, "As expected, Jun-kun still cares about me. Knowing that you still care about me, I feel at ease. When Jun-kun distanced himself from me these past few days, I felt like my heart was breaking."

Jun Matsueda sighed.

Originally, the story might have ended up in a not-so-perfect ending, but one where the two would torture each other until they were old.

However, with a "bang", a girl opened the door and walked in. She walked straight between the two of them, pulled their hands apart, and slapped Tomatsu Yuka hard.

Wangyue Yao uttered four words.

"Dance, bitch."

Chapter 4: Threesome

Everything happened so suddenly. Mochizuki Haruka's series of smooth movements were faster than Matsueda Jun rejecting a girl's confession.

When he reacted, Mochizuki Haruka's slap had already landed on Tomatsu Tomoka's face.

"Snap!" A crisp and powerful sound.

Jun Matsueda quickly separated the two. He faced the strange girl and turned his back to Tomatsu Tomoka.

Noticing his actions, Tomatsu Tomoka covered her left cheek and smiled silently, while Mochizuki Haruka frowned.

After making sure the girl didn't do anything reckless, Matsueda Jun turned around and said, "Are you okay, Tomatsu-san? Let me see your face."

Tomatsu Tomoka let go of her hand, a clear red mark appeared on her left cheek, and she stared at Matsueda Jun's eyes in a daze.

The blow was quite brutal, and Matsueda Jun was shocked. "There might be swelling and bruising, so it needs to be treated immediately."

"She deserves it." The girl crossed her arms and spoke coldly, "She was the one who hurt you in the first place, and now she's crying here, acting like she's in so much pain, taking advantage of your kindness."

After Mochizuki Haruka finished speaking, she found that Matsueda Jun was still looking at Tomatsu Tomoka with his back to her, and her face became even colder. She walked up to Matsueda Jun and pointed at Tomatsu Tomoka next to her and said, "Let her jump! See if she jumps!"

Tomatsu Tomoka's tears had not dried yet, and she blinked as she looked at Matsueda Jun.

No matter what Tomatsu Tomoka would do, Matsueda Jun would never let her jump, and he sighed again.

"Mochizuki Haruka-kun, huh? If you didn't know, you'd think Tomatsu-kun was the one who harmed you."

When Mochizuki Haruka heard this, she thought Matsueda Jun was blaming her, and her eyes widened in anger, "I just don't like her, so what? You haven't forgiven her yet, have you——"

She was interrupted by Matsueda Jun, "You've scolded me and hit me. Why should I scold you and hit you?"

Hearing this, Tomatsu Tomoka was very surprised. Her sincere plea did not seem to shake her lover.

Mochizuki Haruka seemed very happy. She first smiled, revealing her cute fangs, then walked to Matsueda Jun and glared at Tomatsu Tomoka.

"After all, your ability to come back to school has nothing to do with this girl. She didn't do anything. I helped you!"

Only then did Matsueda Jun observe the girl who broke into the reference room.

She had large, deer-like eyes, their pupils distinctly black and white, lending her a spirited presence. Anyone with such eyes could not be ordinary. Naturally, she had a small face. From the side, her nose curved in a lovely curve, lacking a sharp edge and appearing childish. A slightly thin jaw softened this impression. She was slightly shorter than Tomatsu Yuka, who stood beside her, and her black hair, slightly curled, fell down her back.

The girl was too close to him. This was not the distance that strangers should keep.

"Thank you for your help, Mochizuki-san, but I still want to ask, why do you act like we know each other so well?"

This wasn't something Jun Matsueda would say at school, but the girl wasn't surprised.

"You may not know me, but I already know you very well. Before deciding to help you, I thoroughly researched you. The orphanage you were born in was even sponsored by our family."

Jun Matsueda felt that boomerangs were everywhere. He asked a detective to investigate others, but someone also investigated him.

"Although I still have many questions for Mochizuki-san, I feel it's necessary to send Tomatsu-san to the infirmary for emergency treatment."

Mochizuki Haruka's face darkened: "Why are you still so nice to her?" His tone was as cold as the ice flowers forming on Lake Akan in Hokkaido in February.

Tomatsu Tomoka, who was sitting opposite the two of them, had a happy expression on her face, but her expression dimmed again when she heard what Matsueda Jun said.

"You're wrong, Mochizuki-san. Tomatsu Tomoka is just an ordinary classmate in Matsueda Jun's heart. You should treat her the same way I treat others."

Jun Matsueda carried Tomatsu Tomoka on his back and let her face rest on his back to cover the marks of being beaten.

Two people came to the data room, but became three people when they left.

The corridor was empty. Matsueda Jun walked ahead, carrying Tomatsu Tomoka on his back, while Mochizuki Haruka followed at a distance. The fading dusk passed through the three of them, casting long shadows on the wall.

Tomatsu Tomoka put her ear close to Matsueda Jun's and whispered, "Jun-kun, I like it."

Wangyue Yao didn't hear it.

After entering the infirmary, Matsueda Jun put Tomatsu Yuka down. The health teacher raised his head, his chest trembling: "Is your foot injured?"

Jun Matsueda remained silent, pointing at the girl's face. He had been teased by the health teacher, Misawa, and didn't want to talk.

Misawa, who was very capable in every aspect, finally noticed the blush on Tomatsu Touka's face. She looked at Mochizuki Haruka outside the door, "Girlfriend?", then looked at the girl inside, "Lover?"

Jun Matsueda walked out helplessly, which is why he didn't want to talk to Teacher Misawa.

He stood against the wall outside the door and looked around, but did not see Wangyue Yao.

Jun Matsueda lowered his head to think, and found that the system was still lingering. The biggest problem was that he didn't know whether the girl approaching him was sent by the system.

He doesn't want to be conquered. Love is not an excuse for everything. Jun Matsueda can accept natural liking, but doesn't want love imposed by the system.

In his previous life, when he began to pursue girls, it wasn't out of genuine affection. If they knew this, he would have been shattered into pieces long ago.

A hand holding a drink waved in front of him, interrupting his thoughts.

Looking up, I saw Mochizuki Haruka holding two boxes of wild vegetable juice.

"Thank you, Mochizuki-san." Matsueda Jun took the box but didn't open it.

Mochizuki Haruka watched nervously as Matsueda Jun took the drink and then breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her head slightly and tried to turn her chin towards him.

"We'll be friends from now on," the girl declared.

Although he is only about 1.6 meters tall, he exudes the aura of a 1.8 meter tall person.

She leaned against the wall, imitating Jun Matsueda's posture. The two of them stood outside the health room door, one on the left and one on the right.

Matsueda Jun smiled and said, "Okay."

Mochizuki Haruka walked up to Matsueda Jun again, stood on tiptoe, and pointed at his nose: "I already said we're friends. From now on, don't smile like that in front of me, and don't speak in such a hypocritical tone."

"So you want to be a real friend with me?" Matsueda Jun looked at the girl. Her expression was serious, her mouth was slightly pouting, and she had a kind of stubborn cuteness.

"I'm not helping you for nothing!" The girl didn't answer his question. The eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family couldn't say something like "I want to be your friend." "You have to repay me!"

"Is being friends considered a reward?" Jun Matsueda tried to bargain and reduce the cost of life. This has become his instinct.

"How is that possible! I'll tell you the specific repayment later." Wangyue Yao avoided his gaze.

Well, a two-way transaction is sometimes better than goodwill with ulterior motives.

After Tomatsu Tomoka's face was treated, the three of them separated at the school gate.

Jun Matsueda left first, while Tomoka Tomatsu and Haruka Mochizuki did not move, watching his figure disappear at the end of the road.

"Do you like Jun-kun too?" Tomatsu Tomoka suddenly spoke.

"Stay away from Matsueda Jun and don't let me find out that you have done anything to let him down again." After saying this, Mochizuki Haruka got into his silver car and left.

Jun Matsueda returned home, took a shower, changed his clothes, took the fruit and vegetable juice given by Haruka Mochizuki, and went to the balcony again.

The moonlight is bright, illuminating the woods. It's a good time to enjoy some drinks. The things given by the eldest lady of the Wangyue family must be good, right?

At the same time, back in her room, Mochizuki Haruka looked at the wild vegetables she had picked from the vending machine on the desk, and thought of the smile of that man standing in the dusk.

Unscrew the green bottle cap and take a sip.

"It tastes terrible!"

Chapter 5 Forgiveness?

Haneda High School is located on the border of Mitaka City and Suginami Ward. When Jun Matsueda was in China, he only thought of Shibuya and Minato Ward when he mentioned Tokyo. In fact, Tokyo has 23 cities in addition to its 26 special wards. Mitaka City isn't particularly well-known, but in Matsueda's eyes, it's a nice place, home to the Ghibli Museum and the place where Dazai Osamu once lived.

Jun Matsueda's rented house was several kilometers from school, so he usually rode his bike to school. Today was no exception. He rode through two traffic lights, turned left at the intersection ahead, and saw the gates of Yugaoka High School.

Haneda High School is a magical school. It is clearly located in Mitaka City, but if you search its address, it will show [Kugayama 1-chome, Suginami-ku, Tokyo], which means it has already stepped half a foot into Suginami-ku.

Matsueda Jun got off the car at the school gate with a dashing gesture. The discipline committee member who was checking the appearance stopped to look at him. Matsueda Jun said good morning to her and pushed the car inside.

The sophomore disciplinary committee member poked the back of the freshman next to her and said, "Benxia-chan, who's that boy on the bike? I really want to meet him!"

"Are you the type who doesn't read forums? Jun Matsueda from Class 2, Grade 1, but don't even think about it, Senior."

"He was just seen yesterday with first-year students Haruka Mochizuki and Tomoka Tomatsu after school. You don't even have the qualifications to be on the track."

Inami Fumika, a first-year student, speaks like a third-year senior.

"Wow, Wenxia-chan, stop scolding me..."

The two discipline committee members quietly raised the standards for today's inspection.

Before entering the classroom, Jun Matsueda met Haruka Mochizuki in the corridor. Today, her black hair was scattered on her chest, and she looked very ladylike.

"Good morning, Mochizuki-san."

Mochizuki Haruka waited for him to finish greeting her before nodding, calling out "Matsueda", and walking into the classroom next door.

"Wangyue - you already know him? You're so fast!" The girls cheered in the classroom.

Jun Matsueda walked into his class, greeting everyone along the way, and sat down. The seat to his left was still empty. He thought for a moment and asked Mizushima Miya, who was sitting to his right, "Is Tomatsu-san not here yet?"

Mizushima Miya shook her head, her high ponytail swaying.

Jun Matsueda didn't ask any more questions and prepared the textbooks for class.

Instead, Mizushima Miya turned to him and said, "If Matsueda-san is interested in Tomoka, please forgive her immediately. Although she didn't tell me what happened, she asked several girls last night how to calm a boy down."

Matsueda Jun did not deny it, but asked with interest: "How did you answer her?"

The girl's expression remained unchanged. As soon as she opened her mouth, Tomatsu Tomoka hurried into the classroom.

"I'm almost late, sorry."

Tomatsu Tomoka had just sat down when the bell rang. Matsueda Jun and Mizushima Miya stopped talking. The teacher walked into the classroom and began his lecture.

After a few minutes, a note came from the right.

Matsueda Jun opened it and saw the words: "There's nothing I can do against Matsueda-san."

He glanced at Tomatsu Yuka, who was sitting on his left. He could see the faint dark circles under her eyes. The girl noticed his gaze and forced a smile.

The first class was Chinese, taught by a bearded older man, and they were talking about foreign literature. He quickly started writing and drawing in his notebook:

1. How to deal with Tomatsuyouhua?

2. How to solve the system?

3. What are your plans for high school?

The first question stumped Jun Matsueda. He could pretend to forgive her and become friends again, which was easy. But if Tomatsu Tomoka wanted to become an indelible shadow in his heart, or even go further, Jun Matsueda asked himself and found it difficult to forgive her.

The point is, why should I wrong myself to forgive you? It's obvious that not forgiving you is the most satisfying thing to do.

"Matsueda Jun, read the next poem." His absent-mindedness was discovered.

He stood up and looked around secretly. Mizushima Miya was reading a book with his head down and did not react.

Tomatsu Tomoka turned slightly sideways and pointed at a place in the book with a pen.

Jun Matsueda picked up the textbook.

"May is drawing to a close, and the sun is shining brightly for days on end."

"The trees are shady all the way, and we stay there until dusk"

Jun Matsueda's voice was clear and melodious, carrying with it a wave of memories. The classroom, which had been filled with a little chatter, fell silent, with only the sound of the air conditioner.

"Red-breasted birds chirping on the power lines"

"The sky gradually darkened"

“That was slowly, very slowly.”

He walked in the May evening, his tone soft and slow.

"A white house among green leaves, the setting sun shining through the glass"

"The lawn is soaked and still being sprinkled"