Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"Even if it's pure friendship, it will deteriorate over time." Mochizuki Haruka left after saying this.

She was not in a hurry because she felt that Tomatsu Tomoka would be more anxious than her.

The maid walked out of the gymnasium door and looked at Kurusu Yoshi who was smiling in the sunlight in the distance and Matsueda Jun who had a calm face.

They walked in the crowded crowd, looking so out of place, yet complementing each other so well, making people yearn for them and yet feel daunted.

Tomatsu Tomoka looked at the two of them as if she were looking at the boy and girl who had just started school six months ago.

Perhaps it would be a good ending for Jun Matsueda to be with Kurusu Yoshi.

I wish you happiness.

"I really can't say that."

Chapter 108: Falling November

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Kurusu Yoshi left Uchika High School. This time she didn't ask Matsueda Jun to send her off, but took a taxi by herself.

"I'm free." Jun Matsueda stretched at the school gate. The idol girl was energetic and talkative, and he felt like he was taking a parrot shopping.

"Where is the place to rest..." He borrowed a cultural festival brochure from a girl on the street and flipped through it.

"Well, you can go to our class's rooftop cafe." The girl blushed a little, "Ah, I'm from Class 4, Grade 2."

"I know." Matsueda Jun returned the manual to her. "Thank you for calling Yamami-senpai for me last time. Thank you, senior."

The girl stared blankly at him as he walked towards the teaching building, "So he still remembers me..."

The stairwell on the rooftop was very dark. Jun Matsueda pushed open the iron door. The sunlight, autumn breeze and the bitter aroma of coffee confused his nerves.

He saw Yamami Matsukio sitting on the edge of the rooftop at a glance, but Matsueda Jun did not approach her. He just ordered at the bar and sat on a lounge chair on the other side of the rooftop.

The bright but not dazzling sunlight washed his whole body, and the high-rise wind never stopped, blowing his bangs lightly and heavily.

He couldn't see the crowd moving on the ground, and the faint voices became part of the white noise.

Jun Matsueda sighed contentedly. A pair of clean hands held the coffee and brought it to the low table beside the recliner.

"The iced latte you ordered." The soft voice sounded like marshmallows on the roadside in autumn.

"Thank you, Senior Yamami." Jun Matsueda was still lying on the chair, but he picked up the coffee on the table with his right hand.

"It tastes better than some of the coffee shops I've worked in." He was a little surprised.

"Our classmate who makes coffee also owns a coffee shop." Yamami Mochi sat down on another lounge chair to his right. "Her dream is to inherit the family business. She'll be very happy to hear you say that."

"Then please tell her." Matsueda Jun licked the coffee stains from the corner of his lips, and Yamami Miki looked at his childish actions.

"Matsueda-san seems to be able to distinguish everything very clearly? I just changed my voice on purpose, and you could still hear it." She originally wanted to put down the coffee and slip away without being noticed.

"It's the same with coffee. If I were to compare the taste of the coffee I'm drinking now with the one in my memory, I definitely wouldn't be able to tell the difference. But Matsueda-san can do it."

"Maybe it's because my memory is pretty good." He tapped his head with his left hand and raised the coffee with his right hand. The water droplets on the glass sparkled in the sunlight.

"This cup of coffee has a lot of milk flavor and a strong aroma of coffee beans, but the bitterness is very obvious after taking a sip. It's unlike the shop I worked at before, where the milk flavor was as light as water and they used a lot of sugar to cover up the taste of low-quality coffee beans. The boss also wanted to provide daily coffee as a summer heat allowance, but I don't want to drink it."

Matsueda Jun's merciless complaints made Yamami Maki laugh.

He could have cited other examples, like the distinctiveness of his senior's voice, which couldn't be hidden no matter how he tried to change it. However, such words would risk increasing his favorability, so Matsueda gave up.

Just like a lounge chair for two people, separated by a round table, it doesn’t look intimate at all.

"How good is Matsueda-san's memory?"

"A little better than ordinary people."

Yamami Maki puffed up her face, clearly not believing him. The girl handed him the "General Biology" book from her arms, and he reached out to take it.

Jun Matsueda was flipping through a book, taking a sip of coffee from time to time. The water droplets on the wall of the cup slid down the edge of his palm, leaving a shiny mark on his forearm.

Yamamiya Mochi didn't look at him, but just looked at the gray-blue sky in front of her. The white clouds were moving very slowly and staggeringly.

Ten minutes later, he returned the book and said, "Senior, please take the test on the content of Chapter 3."

"What are the conditions for precipitating ribosomes?"

"150,000 revolutions in three hours."

"What is the main component of bacterial cell walls?"

"Peptidoglycan and acetylmuramic acid."

......

The people around them looked at the two people who were reciting in the rooftop cafe with strange eyes.

Yamami Maki sighed, "So Matsueda-san is also a genius like Shin-chan."

Jun Matsueda knew the complex meaning behind the girl's words. As soon as he came in, he saw Yamami Maki reading the book "General Biology" in the corner.

"Senior, there's really no need to compare yourself with others. Kuroba Shin and I aren't geniuses either. Comparing too much will only burden you. Senior's grades are probably in the top five among the sophomores, right?"

Yamami Moki nodded, "I know this, but I'm actually quite competitive, and sometimes I can't control myself."

"That's really hard to tell." Matsueda Jun was a little surprised.

"Can't you tell?" Her eyes were a little mischievous. "I'm the one in the wind band who wants the national gold medal the most."

He thought of the girl's shouting by the lake and the oboe raised on the stage, and seemed to be able to find some clues.

"I'm suddenly a little afraid to approach Matsueda-san."

"Why?" Jun Matsueda sat up a little from the recliner.

"Because you have such a good memory, if I make a fool of myself, you will definitely remember it for a long time~"

The girl looked up at the sky and smiled shyly.

Jun Matsueda lay back down again.

It was almost half past four, sunset was approaching, the temperature of the sky began to drop, and it took on a deep blue hue.

"Matsueda-san, if I embarrass myself in front of you in the future, you must erase it from your memory."

"..."

"Matsueda-san?"

He pretended to be asleep.

The first day of the cultural festival ended like this.

The next day, due to staff shortage, Jun Matsueda stayed in his own classroom.

He and Tomatsu Tomoka stood in the corridor window selling bread, and it is said that they set a sales record for the Cultural Festival Day.

At the closing ceremony, it was Yamami Maki who held the microphone and announced the end of the 89th Hanaoka Festival.

Going against the flow of people, Jun Matsueda found Haruka Mochizuki who had sent him a message behind the gymnasium.

The girl squatted by the wall with her hands on her knees. She was so small that no one could be so hard-hearted as to ignore her.

"what happened?"

Jun Matsueda squatted down beside her.

Mochizuki Haruka looked up at him with a pale and helpless face, and her hand gently rested on Matsueda Jun's knee.

"This is the longest time my aunt has been in a coma."

"I'm trying my best to endure it."

"But this morning, my aunt regained consciousness for a few minutes and asked the nurse who came over where I was."

"Where was I then?" her voice cracked.

At that time, she should have been doing divination in Class 2's classroom, Matsueda Jun thought.

"Why am I in school today? Why am I attending this damn cultural festival?"

She didn't make the wrong choice, but the collision of events was inevitable and everything started to go wrong.

As her aunt's condition becomes more and more serious, such fleeting moments may become more and more frequent. For Mochizuki Haruka, every missed moment is a torture.

Jun Matsueda knew very well that the girl in front of him had been bound by invisible chains by the woman lying on the hospital bed, and she did it voluntarily.

When everything is normal, it is called the bond of family affection. When everything falls deeper, it becomes the shackles of Mochizuki Haruka's life.

"Matsueda, thank you for your guidance during this period." Mochizuki Haruka stood up and gave him a sad smile.

"But I'm afraid I have to apologize to you."

"I'm not going to school anymore."

In the cold wind of early November, the girl got into the black car that never returned.

Chapter 109 Phototaxis

Everything seemed to have returned to normal, and Jun Matsueda suddenly had this illusion.

His life once again became a dual-core system of going to school and working, with Tomatsu Tomoka and Kurusu Yoshi just interludes that appeared from time to time.

But Jun Matsueda still remembered that he had a deal with the girl named Haruka Mochizuki.

The students in Class 1 told him that Mochizuki Haruka had not come to school since the cultural festival, and the homeroom teacher said that she had applied for a leave of absence.

The fact that she didn't drop out of school immediately showed that she still had some sense, but the messages her classmates sent her didn't even show as read.

Jun Matsueda took out his mobile phone and opened the chat interface.

"Today's breakfast. [Picture]"

“Today’s lunch. [Picture]”

"Tonight's dinner. [Picture]"

Ever since Jun Matsueda sent her a message saying "You must eat well", he felt like he had become a check-in machine for Haruka Mochizuki.

The background of the girl's photos is always the hospital ward, and her three meals a day are served on trays in the cafeteria.

He thought about it and sent a message.

"I'll go to the hospital later."

The message quickly became read, and a few minutes later the cat avatar sent a message.

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

Tsushima Kou walked over to him. "Matsueda is playing with his phone again? Is it more fun to be with me than with Imokawa-san?"

"Yeah." Jun Matsueda admitted it directly. He picked up the basketball that rolled out of the court and threw it back.

The Minister wasn't angry, he just filmed him passing the ball. "When we film the winter trials, your three-person team should be back. After all, the women's basketball team hasn't made any progress."

Jun Matsueda nodded to show that he understood. It was a little hotter in the gymnasium than outside. He fanned himself with his hands, but he couldn't blow away the sweat smell of the guys in basketball uniforms in front of him.

"Tsushima-senpai, I have something to do today so I want to leave early."

Tsushima Kou held the camera in his right hand and waved at him with his left hand, meaning that it was accurate.

Jun Matsueda turned around and pushed open the door of the gymnasium. The captain of the basketball team who was observing the training outside the court walked up to Ko Tsushima.

"Tsushima, I asked you to persuade Matsueda earlier..."

The boy holding the camera waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about that later. Songzhi is busy with something recently."

"alright."

The dark-skinned captain sighed. Matsueda Jun had destroyed the best talent in his team and made him lose all his fighting spirit. He still had to find a way to recruit this guy. It can only be said that life is sometimes helpless.

Jun Matsueda first returned to the classroom to conduct the routine hygiene and safety inspection.

In the dark room, only desolate darkness was floating everywhere. There was no one in the classroom. Tomatsu Tomoka, who I usually met at this time, went home early because the intensity of the wind band's practice had decreased.

He pushed his bicycle out of the school gate, walked to the end of the path, and put the bicycle in the trunk of a black car.

I sat in the back seat, the car started, and the familiar man in a suit was still in the driver's seat.

"How is your young lady doing lately?"

The man could only sigh, "Like a robot, he stays by Ms. Hua's bedside every day, even when eating and sleeping. We are all very worried about her."

The man looked at him for help, but Matsueda Jun remained unmoved.

"Don't look at me. Do you expect me to be her babysitter?"

Jun Matsueda had no idea that his words would come true less than a month later.