Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"I just feel that Teacher Kominato walks a little slowly." Kominato Shengzi, the head teacher of Class 2, Grade 1, is 1.59 meters tall.

Teacher Kominato sat up straight on the sofa, her face tense, trying to maintain her teacher's dignity. However, the way she sat on the chair, looking up at Matsueda Jun with her round face was really too cute.

I heard that all the girls in the school like her very much and call her a "sister-type teacher."

"You need to make up the classes you missed while you were suspended, otherwise your grades will drop."

"There's no need, teacher. My grades have always been very stable."

Since the beginning of the school year, Jun Matsueda has been ranked around the top 30 in his grade. There are a total of 6 classes in the first year of high school, with more than 30 students in each class. His grades are excellent, if not outstanding.

"And the teacher knows that I need to work and don't have that much time." Jun Matsueda tried to persuade him with emotion and reason.

"Then make sure you have enough time to study." This wasn't Xiaominato Shengzi's main goal. "The first semester is almost over. How are you feeling?"

"Hyokaku High School is very good to its students, and the teachers are very caring towards me. I am most grateful to Mr. Kominato for helping me apply for a permit to work outside the school."

Xiao Minato Shengzi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your attitude in speaking clichés now is not as sincere as before."

Jun Matsueda smiled and looked out the window. Students from the sports club were still sweating on the playground.

Xiaominato Shengzi paused before speaking, "The previous rumors didn't affect you, did they?"

"Yes, I quit my part-time job and now I have to find a new one." Jun Matsueda spread his hands, indicating his precarious financial situation. Thanks to Tomatsu-san, his account is already in jeopardy.

"That's not what I'm talking about." She picked up a pen and tapped it on her desk. "Has it affected your classmates' opinions of you? And your club activities? You didn't go back to your home department, did you? Why haven't I seen you join the club after school?"

He put his hands in front of his eyes and made a photo-taking gesture. "I'm from the News Department. It's okay if I don't attend the daily department activities."

Jun Matsueda originally applied for the position because the news department was not busy, and he could also earn some royalties. Although it wasn't much, it was better than nothing.

Xiao Minato Shengzi opened her mouth slightly and spit out the worries in her heart, "As long as you are fine, come and ask the teacher for help if you need any help."

After Kominato Shoko discovered that Matsueda Jun was an orphan, she always cared about him. Matsueda Jun hated the sympathy and strange looks people gave him when they found out he was an orphan, but he felt very natural around the little teacher Kominato.

"Mr. Kominato, I think your classmates are wrong about you."

"What"

"Not a younger sister teacher, but an older sister teacher."

Teacher Kominato picked up the lesson plan on the table, stood up and wanted to hit Jun Matsueda on the head, but she couldn't reach it. In the end, she could only roll up the lesson plan and stab him hard in the chest.

Matsueda Jun had a strange expression on his face: "Do you girls all like to hit the same spot?"

After escaping from Kominato Shoko's continuous questioning, Matsueda Jun returned to the classroom to get his schoolbag and prepared to ride his bike home.

When I arrived at the school gate, I found Tomatsu Tomoka and Mochizuki Haruka were both at the door.

"What are you doing?" Jun Matsueda stopped pushing the cart.

"I want to go home from school with Jun-kun." Tomatsu Tomoka held her bag in both hands and placed it in front of her. This action made people's attention unconsciously focus on the girl's chest.

Mochizuki Haruka didn't need to carry her own bag. She stood beside Tomatsu Tomoka with her arms crossed. This was her signature pose, completely covering up her already small breasts.

Matsueda Jun didn't answer the waiting girl, but looked at Mochizuki Haruka, "So, Mochizuki-san, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Mochizuki Haruka first quickly scanned Matsueda Jun from head to toe. He was pushing the handlebars with both hands, a bag slung over his left shoulder, his bangs blown by the evening breeze, and one button of his white shirt undone, revealing his slender neck and prominent Adam's apple.

The boy in front of me looks younger than the male protagonist in Japanese dramas.

She imprinted the handsome boy's appearance firmly in her mind, but she said, "I'm waiting for my car."

In fact, she just saw Tomatsu Tomoka waiting at the school gate. No matter what Tomatsu Tomoka wanted to do, Mochizuki Haruka would not let her succeed.

"Then you continue to wait. Jun and I will leave first." Tomatsu Tomoka said immediately.

Mochizuki Haruka opened her mouth and changed her lip shape several times, but she said nothing, just looked at Matsueda Jun.

It was as if she had been relying on Jun Matsueda for a long time.

Jun Matsueda thought about it carefully. The Mochizuki family was the sponsor of the Yugaoka Orphanage. When he was still in the orphanage, a gentle aunt named Mochizuki did come to visit him.

Could it be that at that time the aunt was with a little girl named Yao, and they had actually met before, but had forgotten because it had been so long?

Jun Matsueda has a good memory and he is sure that he does not have any unexpected childhood sweetheart.

I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm anxious to work. Matsueda Jun said: "A person who rides a car, a person who walks, and a person who chases the wind are destined to be unable to travel together."

He spoke like a romantic poet reciting a tragedy.

After he got on his bike to chase the evening breeze, Tomatsu Touka, who said she wanted to walk, got on her bike and left, but Mochizuki Haruka walked out of the school gate alone, followed by her bodyguard carrying a bag.

The lights were green all the way, and Jun Matsueda rode for more than ten minutes until he arrived at the downstairs of his apartment building. He did not stop and rode across another intersection.

The bicycle stopped in front of a convenience store, and an old man with silver hair peeked out of the store.

"Matsueda-kun is here again?"

Matsueda Jun nodded and got out of the car. "I quit my last job, so I came to see Grandpa Kashida."

The old man's name was Kashida Kiyonori, and he opened a convenience store called Mitaka Forest. Mitaka Forest had been there since Jun Matsueda was a sapling.

The convenience store is run by an old man alone. When Jun Matsueda is not working long-term, he comes here to help him move goods.

Jun Matsueda walked into the store and a head with short braids appeared from behind the counter.

"Brother Songzhi!" The old man didn't know his granddaughter's name, and his grandfather called her Xiaohua, so Songzhi Jun also called her Xiaohua.

Jun Matsueda rubbed her head, went into the workshop and changed into the clothes she used to move goods in the store, dark green overalls.

He rolled up his shirt sleeves to his shoulders and walked out the back door of the convenience store. An Isuzu truck had just stopped and the driver rolled down his window and waved.

"Matsueda-kun, long time no see!"

Jun Matsueda called out "Sister Baizhi". Women like him to call her that.

The woman driving the car was Maruyama Momoe. She had studied comics in college and hadn't found a job two years after graduation. Her father had previously delivered goods for Kashida, so they were old acquaintances.

One time when she came to see her father, she saw Jun Matsueda moving goods in the Mitaka Forest Store, and the person who came to deliver the goods turned out to be Maruyama Momoe.

Perhaps because of the time travel, Jun Matsueda's memory and physical condition are exceptionally good, and he can move three boxes at a time without any effort.

He was moving boxes while listening to the conversation at the front door. Sweat ran down his shoulders and forearms, and Maruyama Momoe's mouth was sweating too. She secretly took out her phone to shoot a video, zooming in and out, from Matsueda Jun's face to his taut arms, and sent it to her best friend in the harbor.

My best friend immediately replied: "You didn't stay in the city after graduation just to chase this kind of top-notch high school student?"

"When can I touch this body?"

Finally, there's a cat emoji with heart eyes.

After showing off, Maruyama Momoe chuckled twice. She was not bad looking, with a face like a high school student, and her sportswear covered her S-shaped figure.

"Matsueda-kun, wipe the sweat off your face." She approached with a handkerchief.

Jun Matsueda, who was carrying the goods with both hands, did not refuse.

After moving all the boxes into the warehouse and sorting out the piled-up goods, Songzhi returned to the workshop, threw his overalls into the washing machine, and changed back into his school uniform's black suit pants.

When they returned to the convenience store, the old man had already brought the food from the second floor, and Maruyama Momoe and Xiaohua were both sitting at the small table.

Today's dinner is golden fried pork cutlet rice with hot miso soup.

The old man asked Matsueda Jun to sit down and handed him a ten thousand yuan bill.

This is the new version of the banknote. Fukuzawa Yukichi is gone, replaced by a portrait of a man in a suit.

"So many?" Jun Matsueda put down the chopsticks he had picked up.

"The money for moving the goods this time, and the money I asked you to take Xiaohua to school for a week." The old man smiled.

"I like Xiaohua very much. I don't need so much." He pinched the girl's face which was puffed up because of wolfing down the food.

I really like it, it feels good.

"Just take it if I tell you to!" The old man began to puff out his beard and glare.

Jun Matsueda had no choice but to accept the money, picked up the chopsticks, and muttered in his heart.

"My tears wet my pork chop rice, I swear to make a million!"

After returning home, Jun Matsueda turned on his phone. Many avatars on Line were flashing, and he clicked on two of them.

"I wasn't the one who spread the story about Mochizuki-san and Jun-kun." This is a rabbit avatar, sent by Tomatsu Touka.

"I have something to talk to you about tomorrow." Cat avatar, sent by Mochizuki Haruka.

Chapter 8 Problems and Misunderstandings

In the third class of the morning, Chinese, Jun Matsueda was distracted again.

He turned his notes to the first page, and there were still the same three questions.

1. How to deal with Tomatsuyouhua?

The girl was no longer special in Matsueda Jun's heart, and was no different from any other passerby classmate.

2. How to solve the system?

We can temporarily brush this off. According to the confession of the inmate, Tomatsu Yuka, the dating simulation system is currently semi-deactivated, with only minimal functionality remaining. As for dreams of a simulated future, the inmate claims they haven't appeared recently.

But there was still a question: was Tomatsu Tomoka the only one who activated the system? Matsueda Jun had a bad feeling.

3. What are your plans for high school?

Jun Matsueda drew a big circle around this question. This is a serious question.

When talking about high school plans, I think of graduation, when I think of graduation, I think of the future, and when I think of the future, I think of life.

Planning for high school is actually asking about the goal of life, and it is only at this level that Jun Matsueda's imagination can make such a leap.

Thinking about this question, Matsueda Jun looked at the blackboard with an increasingly serious expression, and the Chinese teacher on the podium became flustered.

The bell finally rang, and the middle-aged man announced the end of get out of class with a look of relief. It was lunchtime, and Matsueda Jun followed the crowd out of the classroom.

The road to the cafeteria is lined with maple trees, casting deep and shallow shadows, but they cannot dispel the restlessness in the students' hearts.

Taking a bowl of cold buckwheat noodles from the friendly cafeteria lady, Matsueda Jun remembered what he said yesterday: he didn't like eating cold food.

He sipped the refreshing cold noodles and pondered the reason for his inconsistency.

I really don't like eating cold food. There is no doubt that Chinese people's stomachs need warmth.

So what changed him? Jun Matsueda took another bite of his soft-boiled egg and continued to summarize.

Firstly, it was because he had been in Neon for 17 years, and his eating habits had been somewhat changed. Secondly, the hot weather made him desperately need some low-temperature stimulation.

He thought of Tomatsu Tomoka, the girl whose fierce attack was like neon lights swirling in the summer heat, trying to evaporate his desire and longing.

Due to Tomatsu Tomoka's open pursuit, boys have been looking at Matsueda Jun with some unfriendly eyes recently.

Jun Matsueda raised his head and looked at the girl who had sat in front of him without him noticing.

That's why this cold little face probably gave him some comfort.

The eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family has many different hairstyles. When Jun Matsueda passed by the class next door, he often saw several girls gathered around Mochizuki Haruka's seat playing with her hair.

Today, Haruka Mochizuki's hairstyle is a princess cut, which makes her face look particularly small. Her hair is tied into two ponytails on both sides, which may have been done by her friends. As we all know, no matter how cold a girl's expression is, she will give people a sweet feeling with two ponytails. Jun Matsueda feels that this Haruka Mochizuki is suitable to be eaten by him with soba noodles.

Matsueda Jun swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, drank the water in the cup, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then spoke: "Mochizuki-san came to see me, is it because of what we talked about on Line yesterday?"

Mochizuki Haruka remained silent, only nodding in aloofness, convinced she held great authority. A girl from Class 1 happened to pass by and whispered in surprise.

"Ah, I can actually see Mochizuki-kun in the cafeteria!"

The girls walked quickly to her side. Two girls dressed as hot girls hugged her arms, and the others were either rubbing Mochizuki Haruka's face or taking pictures of her.

"Sure enough, the hairstyle we got looks great!"

"It's obviously my good taste, Liyin!" a hot girl boasted.

"Mmmmm, super cute!"

Matsueda Jun felt that Mochizuki Haruka was like a cat to the girls in class 1. No matter how aloof and arrogant she was, she couldn't escape the fate of being petted. He watched the young lady being pampered by the girls and thought of the message sent by Tomatsu Tomoka.

If the news of his affair with Miss Mochizuki wasn't spread by Tomatsu-san, then there are two possibilities.

1. Someone was unhappy with him or Mochizuki and spread rumors.

Not quite true, as the rumor did not cause any harm to either of them.

2. This is not a rumor.

Jun Matsueda repeatedly confirmed that he was not fascinated by Haruka Mochizuki and was not flirting with her.

"Matsueda-kun thinks it's cute too, right?" A hot girl named Rio suddenly came up to him.

Jun Matsueda nodded, indeed.