Am I being simulated by their love affair?

They pushed the cart through the corridor, and students in the classrooms heard the noise and ran out to see what was happening.

"Wow--"

There were exclamations one after another.

The girls from Class 2 also came out of the classroom and stood at the door, shouting to them, "Come on! Come on!"

Jun Matsueda passed by the blood-dripping window of Class 4 and the notice posted on the door of Class 3 saying "Cheating will result in hand cut off!", and returned to the bread window of his own class. The whole way was filled with excited and curious students.

The afternoon light streamed into the classroom, illuminating the students' profiles. They would spend the afternoon studying, decorating the classroom, making posters, visiting each other, and chatting and playing.

In the gymnasium, playground and activity building, people from various clubs were rehearsing and preparing.

On the side of the teaching building facing the school gate, two giant vertical banners with the words "Haqiu Festival" have been hung, extending from the sixth floor to the first floor.

Jun Matsueda looked at the chaotic yet vibrant scene in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

In his previous life, he never left the university campus, and the high school there didn't have any cultural festivals at all.

If it were him in his previous life, he would definitely think that this was a waste of time. Even now, he felt that it was not worth it.

How many books can you read and how much money can you make in one afternoon?

But someone said to him, "Matsueda-kun, time is not calculated like this. You have plenty of time to work, but your youth is gone forever."

Only then did he remember what the girl by Lake Okutama had said to him.

"I still hope you can enjoy your youth."

It turns out that this is not called waste, but youth.

Chapter 105: Laiqi Yangshi blows the horn of conquest

Today is the first day of the cultural festival, so you can arrive at school a little later than the scheduled time.

When they were still some distance away from the school, Jun Matsueda had already gotten off his bicycle. There were a lot of people at the entrance today, so it was not safe to ride there.

Haneda High School is considered the pride of Mitaka City, so there are many outsiders watching the cultural festival. Add to that the relatives and friends of current students, and the flow of people is almost the same as that of a small festival.

Jun Matsueda pushed the cart into the school gate. Today the students all wore their own clothes, but he was still wearing his school uniform.

The passersby seemed to be unconvinced that he was a student of Yuqiu, and were discussing whether he was a hired idol or a model.

On both sides of the main road in front of the gate, strings were strung between the street lights, and cloth flags painted by classes and clubs themselves were hung on them, which were similar to posters.

Jun Matsueda found the flag of Class 2, Grade 1. It had circles of flowers and bread painted on it, and in the middle was a cartoon girl's head wearing a maid's headdress.

Walking along the avenue surrounded by flags, people from the executive committee were handing out cultural festival brochures on the roadside, which listed the activities of each class and club, as well as the performance schedule.

The first event on the list is undoubtedly the opening ceremony of the Haneda Festival at the gymnasium at 9:30.

Jun Matsueda caught a girl with a stern face in the corner.

"If you just sit there in the corner with a sullen look on your face like this, when will you finish distributing the manuals?"

"I wasn't asked to finish posting, I was just asked to come out and post."

Jun Matsueda shook his head, but Haruka Mochizuki's mouth was still as stubborn as ever.

He took the manual from the girl's arms, walked towards the school gate, and came back after more than ten minutes.

People were practically snatching the cultural festival brochure from his hand, probably because they thought it would get an autograph or something, and a few people who asked for photos also wasted some of his time.

"Thank you." The girl said softly and followed Matsueda Jun into the teaching building.

Outside the building, a giant vertical banner with the words "Hegaoka Festival" fluttered, as if welcoming everyone entering the school.

When Jun Matsueda arrived at the corridor on the first floor, he could already smell the strong aroma of sweet bread. Many people had already stopped at the window that was converted from the corridor window.

He passed the sign of Class 1 that read "Divination House" and was painted with various stars and magic circles, and walked into the front door of Class 2. The words "Dessert House" above the door frame were wrapped in flowers.

The classroom was filled with flowers and green leaves, and golden bread was placed on the table. It was impossible to tell that this was a normal class space.

The menu and prices were written in bright watercolor on the blackboard in the front row, and the border of the blackboard was covered with red leaves they collected from the school yesterday afternoon.

"It looks pretty good." Matsueda Jun couldn't help but admire.

"Isn't it amazing?" Tomatsu Tomoka appeared beside him with a smile, "Matsueda-san, have you had breakfast? Would you like to try the first bread baked today?"

Jun Matsueda touched his abdomen. Although he had eaten breakfast, he felt that his stomach was still quite big.

"Hmm...it's very fragrant, the crust is crispy, the inside is soft, and the sweetness is just right. It's an excellent croissant."

"I baked this." The girl's eyebrows curved even more with a smile.

The food is there. Once it's made, its quality won't be affected by whether the chef is Tomatsu Tomoka or Mizushima Miya. Matsueda Jun laughed in his heart at the girl for not understanding such a simple truth.

"If Matsueda-san likes, you can also have lunch at the dessert shop," she continued.

"Let's talk about it later. I have to pick someone up at noon and may not be in the classroom." Matsueda Jun put down his bag.

"Pick someone up?" Tomatsu Tomoka walked out from her seat.

"Well, my roommate." After saying this, he walked out of the classroom.

"Roommate..." She thought of the beautiful girl who was like a doll.

At half past nine, the crowd gathered in the gymnasium, a sea of ​​black.

The stage was illuminated, and Yamami Matsukio stood alone in the center. This position should have been the chairman's, but he was a person who did not like to show off.

The screen behind the girl lit up, showing scenes from last year's cultural festival, with all kinds of smiling faces, then the winter graduation ceremony, the spring entrance ceremony, and the summer sports meet. In between, there were the active figures of students from Haneda participating in various competitions. Matsueda saw members of the volleyball team and the wind band.

And he himself, in front of the auditorium of Aoyama University, said "Just get a gold medal", and someone cut out the previous sentence "Don't think about the place in the international competition". Even Matsueda Jun himself felt that he was so arrogant.

But there was a lot of cheering from the audience, it seems that the Japanese really bought into this.

The last shot is a long shot. Under the setting sun, the picture moves forward and rises from the school gate with fluttering flags, and stops in front of the three big characters "Yuqiu Festival" on the vertical banner of the teaching building.

The film ended here. Yamamiya Moki cleared her throat in a pleasant voice, turned on the microphone, and a countdown appeared on the screen.

"Three, two, one!" People counted down together and the girl raised her right hand.

"The 89th Haneda Festival opens!" It was still that soft voice, echoing throughout the gymnasium, the sound of fireworks blooming, and colorful streamers falling from the sky.

"Everyone! Enjoy it!" Yamami Moki waved to the audience and people cheered.

The hall lit up, and girls in cheerleading uniforms ran onto the stage, jumping and dancing, and the first show began seamlessly.

Jun Matsueda walked out of the venue, pushed his bicycle out of the bicycle shed, and walked out of the school gate. Kurusu Yoshi said she was almost there.

This means we have arrived, not the school gate, but we are almost at the station.

Jun Matsueda arrived at Kugayama Station by bicycle. Kurusu Yoyo was standing at the door with a pretty look. Before he got off the bicycle, the girl ran over and sat on the back seat.

"Pine Branch! Let's go!" She had just returned from signing in at the company.

Jun Matsueda lowered his head and sighed, then pedaled his bike to turn.

"Is it okay with the company?"

"The teacher said I'm in great shape. The performance is in the evening, so I can just rush back in the evening!"

"Okay." Matsueda Jun turned at the intersection. "By the way, how do you usually get from the station to your apartment on your way to work?"

"Take a taxi. The company will reimburse you."

"Then why do you want me to pick you up?" He turned back dissatisfiedly.

"Look at the road, look at the road!" The girl pushed his back and asked him to turn his head back.

"Because I want to experience school life. Who takes a taxi to school?"

"Everyone who rides a stretch limousine to and from school has..."

"Eh hey hey? That's amazing! Does Matsueda know someone like this? Can I meet him too?"

"You'll see." He couldn't wait for the two of them to touch each other.

Jun Matsueda sped up, and the wind blew the girl's ponytail into a line parallel to the ground. Passers-by, roadside trees, and rows of buildings were left behind them.

A crow spread its wings over the city, looking at two small dots huddled together below, one black, one pink, moving quickly across the plane composed of black and white squares.

Kurusu opened his mouth and shouted: "I came - I saw - I conquered -"

"Come to the Yang World and arrive at Yuqiu!"

"You're almost twenty, can you stop being so immature?"

The bike shook for a while and suddenly slowed down.

Mochizuki Haruka was wearing a cloak and looking at the girl in front of the crystal ball. She was pretending to be a witch and reading divination for the girl. While the girl had her eyes closed, the witch glanced at the message on her phone and frowned.

Tomatsu Tomoka stood in the classroom, having changed into a retro maid outfit. The maid wore a gentle smile, her gaze drifting out the window from time to time.

They are all waiting for the arrival of a powerful opponent.

Chapter 106: Who are you to Jun Matsueda?

Tomatsu Tomoka watched Jun Matsueda pushing his bicycle into the school gate, with a girl with pink pudding hair skipping beside him.

She quickly turned around, smoothed out the wrinkles on her maid uniform, took out a small round mirror from her bag, and combed her hair with her fingers.

The girl took out a light-colored lip gloss, touched up the color, and then pursed her lips in front of the mirror, kissing them silently twice.

After doing all this, she turned around and asked Mizushima Miya: "Is it beautiful enough?"

"Enough, enough, I am almost fascinated by you..."

"Let's go to my classroom first?" Jun Matsueda walked into the teaching building and asked Kurusu Yoshi beside him.

The girl nodded. She dodged a girl running in the corridor and looked at everything in her sight with excitement and curiosity.

"Matsueda, what do you guys do at the cultural festival? Wasn't that a haunted house we just passed? And why does the first floor hallway smell so good?"

He handed her the manual he had just taken from the executive committee member. "It's all here, take a look."

Kurusu Yoshi was walking while flipping through a manual with her head down. In order to prevent her from bumping into others, Matsueda Jun had to walk in front of her.

The girl bumped into Matsueda Jun's back and raised her head.

"It's already our class."

The two walked into the classroom. Kurusu Yoshi looked at the flowers and plants in front of him and the bread on the tray, his eyes widened, "Amazing!"

"Matsueda-san," Tomatsu Tomoka said, lifting her skirt slightly as she gracefully approached them. "We've been officially open for over an hour now, and business is pretty good. The Home Economics classroom is already preparing to bake their second batch of bread."

"Matsuzhi, Songzhi! There is a maid in your class!" Lai Qi Yangshi looked at the quiet girl in front of him.

"Tomatsu-san is the vice-class monitor. This time, our class activities were mainly planned and executed by her." Matsueda Jun's introduction was very official. He didn't even know that his class had a maid uniform plan.

"I'm Tomatsu Yuka, Matsueda-san's seatmate. I've always been under his care, and I feel a little ashamed."

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled sweetly, "This is the one Matsueda-san mentioned..."

roommate?

"You're welcome. I'm Songzhi's good friend Laiqi Yangshi. Just call me Yangshi!" She stretched out her hand to the maid, and Hu Songyouhua shook it with a forced smile.

What do you mean you're welcome? Are you saying this on behalf of Matsueda Jun? Tomatsu Tomoka didn't understand why the girl in front of her could act like the host.

"It's almost eleven o'clock now. Are you hungry, Yang Shi-san? Would you like to try our bread?"

The girl nodded expectantly, and the maid picked up the croissant from the tray, put it in a paper bag and handed it to her.

If she doesn't seem to like it, say in a troubled tone, "You think it's not to your taste, Yoshi-san? But Matsueda-san thinks it's good."

If she says it's delicious, then say, "I made this, and Matsueda-san likes it too!"

Tomatsu Tomoka is already prepared. In short, she wants to show that you are not as good as me in terms of compatibility with Matsueda-san!

Kurusu Yoshi happily chewed the croissant, "Delicious! Such a rich buttery aroma!"

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled reassuringly, "As long as you like the bread I made, I'm glad. Matsueda-san also said it tastes good."

"Really?" the girl replied nonchalantly. "Maybe because we eat together every day, our taste buds have become the same?"

The maid could no longer laugh. Kurusu Yoshi stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth and took the tissue handed to him by Matsueda Jun to wipe his mouth.

"Matsueda, if you like bread, next time I can let you try Kurusu's original garlic toast!" She dragged Matsueda Jun out of the classroom, "But you have to take me on a walk today. I haven't started playing yet!"

"Thank you for the bread, Youhua. I'll take Matsueda away first~"

Tomatsu Tomoka watched as Matsueda Jun followed the girl out of the classroom. There was no resistance on his face. She realized that her lip gloss was in vain.

I originally thought that even if they were roommates, they would at most be ordinary friends who were polite to each other. How come the progress was so fast?

She had just crawled back from the brink of death!