Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Tomatsu Yuka, who was sitting at the dining table, took the pasta and placed it on the table for him.

Mochizuki Haruka pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down, picking up the rice ball in front of her and taking a bite—the girl's movements were listless and had a touch of laziness from just waking up.

"The rice balls taste good," the picky young lady commented.

"Is that so?" Jun Matsue stood by the table, watching the girls sit down.

"This rice ball was made by Tomatsu."

Mochizuki Haruka immediately frowned, as if the taste of the food in her mouth had truly changed.

"I knew it! Why did it look so ugly?"

Tomatsu Yuka smiled nonchalantly, picked up her fork, twirled a ball of pasta, and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm~ It tastes pretty good~"

"Then eat more." Jun Matsue smiled and turned around to look at the other side of the living room.

In the corner was a rather large four-wheeled iron cage, and Yamami Maki stood in front of it—the boy couldn't see the cockatiel inside the cage, only its cute chirping sounds coming from behind her.

"Don't you eat breakfast, senior?"

"Here you are~" The girl turned around and walked over with a white, semi-transparent water bottle in her hand.

Yamami Maki had just finished refilling the parrot's water bottle. She smoothed her half-dry hair, which was draped over her shoulders, and placed the kettle on the stove.

"The bathroom is empty now, Tsunkun can go take a shower~"

"Okay." Jun Matsue took off his apron.

"I'll go take a shower first. You guys eat first. There's still some milk warming in the pot. If you want some, remember to pour it for yourself."

“Okay~~~”

The girls behind him agreed in unison, and he smiled and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the boy under the shower dried himself off. He looked up and saw two rows of shelves on the wall next to him, holding items such as shower gel and body lotion.

Thanks to Jun Matsueda's efforts, both apartments have started using the same lemongrass bath salts, but unfortunately, the girls' body lotions are not standardized.

Although he doesn't use body lotion much, he'll pick up their scent after just a little skin-to-skin contact with young girls...

"Let's take it one step at a time..." The boy shook his head, walked out of the bathroom, and got dressed.

If we really made them all taste the same, wouldn't that take away a lot of the fun?

Thinking this, Jun Matsueda went back to his room and put on his school uniform. Tomatsu's judgment was correct; he didn't spend much time in his room and basically used his bedroom as a dressing room.

When they returned to the living room, breakfast was almost over. The boy sat down on the narrow side of the long table, and the girls' eyes immediately turned to him.

"What's wrong?" Jun Matsue blinked and placed his hands on the table.

It has to be said that sitting in this position, looking at the charming and youthful faces of the couples on both sides, his feeling as the head of the family was particularly strong...

After finishing breakfast, Yosuke Kurusu rested her chin on her hand and stared intently at the boy.

"It's Songzhi's new school uniform design..."

Jun Matsue lowered his head and looked at his black school uniform and the glittering gold buttons with the school emblem on them.

This is a traditional Japanese school uniform with a high collar, similar in style to a Zhongshan suit. Because it looks rather serious, he doesn't wear it often.

The boy picked up the toast next to him, put the fried egg and bacon inside, added some salad, and took a big bite.

"Today is the graduation ceremony."

"It's been a long time since I've seen Tsunku in his school uniform," Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile. "I miss it a little."

"We were still wearing them during the Tokyo University exams, weren't we?" Jun Matsueda said, chewing his breakfast. "It was only for about a month."

"If you like to see it, I'll wear it again in the future."

"School uniform play?" Mochizuki Haruka's words were completely at odds with her indifferent expression.

"Before we knew it, Songzhi had reached the age where she could only use her school uniform as a plaything."

Jun Matsue glanced at her.

"Aren't you the same?"

The petite girl raised her eyebrows, while the idol next to her stood up and stretched.

"Luckily, I managed to eat you up before Pine Branch graduated..."

She picked up her phone, glanced at it, and walked towards the apartment next door.

"I'll go to the office first, then I'll come to see your graduation ceremony later."

The girl who entered the corridor turned around. "You guys start at ten o'clock, right?"

"Get to the classroom at 10 o'clock," Tomatsu Yuka added. "It should officially start around 10:30."

"See you then~" Yosuke Kurusu winked.

Do you need my car?

The boy shook his head. "I'm driving Xiaoyao's car today."

Miss Idol's car is a bit difficult to fit four people in.

"Then I'll drive myself~" The girl disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

"I'm heading out!"

"Be careful on the road."

Jun Matsue turned around, and Maki Yami also stood up, carrying her empty bowl toward the open kitchen.

"Is the senior also getting ready to go to school?"

The girl, with her back to him, tidied up the stove. "I don't have to go to school today; I can work from home."

"That's not bad." The boy drank the miso soup that Kuchimoto had served him.

"So, senior, you're going to Yuqiu High School with us later?"

“Sure~” Yamami Maki tied on her apron, turned around and smiled at him.

"I'll just wander around the school first."

"I'm done eating." Mochizuki Haruka pulled out a chair and stood up, interrupting their conversation.

"I'm going to get my makeup done next door. Songzhi, remember to come over."

"no problem."

Jun Matsue watched her walk away, then turned to look at the only girl left at the dining table.

Tomatsu Yuka still had a smiling face. The boy licked the corner of his mouth, and she knowingly picked up a tissue and came over to wipe the sauce from the corner of his lips.

"Doesn't Yuka also need to put on makeup? Would it be more convenient if you came together?"

"That won't do~" The girl shook her head with a smile.

"Don't you know, Jun-kun? Girls doing makeup together is something only very close friends can do."

“I see…” Jun Matsue picked up the remaining pasta from the plate.

Having eaten at the same table for the past few days, he almost forgot that the girls' relationship wasn't as harmonious as it seemed on the surface.

—It seems I still need to keep working hard.

After breakfast, the boy grabbed his senior's apron and washed the dishes for her. By the time he finished cleaning up the kitchen, only Yamami Maki was left in the living room.

Jun Matsue dried the water droplets on his hands, walked behind the girl, and put his hands on her shoulders.

Where is Yuka?

Yamami Maki stopped typing and put her large hand on her shoulder.

"Going back to her room to put on makeup."

The boy pinched the soft flesh on her face, and the girl tilted her head and clamped his hand between her legs, continuing to look at the documents on the screen.

Jun Matsue had no intention of disturbing his senior; he simply leaned against her, admiring her smooth black hair and the tidy dining table.

The dining table in room 602 was no longer bare. The day after the girls moved in, they bought several tablecloths. The one currently covering the table is a hand-dyed pure blue tablecloth with the outlines of bowls, plates, and cutlery embroidered on it. It was woven by the boys themselves.

Besides the tablecloth, there's also a vase behind Yami Maki's notebook—it was obviously bought by her senior. The vase is filled with several blue and yellow flowers, some tall and some short, making it particularly eye-catching.

Next to the vase was a calendar. Jun Matsue leaned over and looked at it. Today's date was marked several times, and next to it was written "Graduation Ceremony!"—the handwriting was fresh and elegant, probably written by Tomatsu.

He released his hand from his senior's shoulder and looked into the quiet, bright corridor.

"I'll go check on Mochizuki next door first, then I'll come back to find my senior later."

Yamami Maki nodded gently, "Remember to compliment their makeup!"

"...Senior is still the best~" the boy sighed again.

Before leaving the living room, Jun Matsue looked at the birdcage in the corner—a pale yellow parrot with rosy cheeks stood on a hanging pole, shaking its head in the sunlight.

"Should we let Xiao Kui out to sunbathe?"

“Okay.” Yamami Maki turned her head and glanced at it.

"Tsun-kun, could you please check if the balcony door is closed properly? Thank you!"

The boy closed the sliding door to the balcony tightly, then opened the birdcage on the ground—the pale yellow little creature quickly fluttered to its owner's side and hopped happily around on the dining table.

The girl hurried toward the chick that was near the vase and smiled as she nudged its head.

"This flower isn't for you to eat."

Leaving his senior who was playing with the parrot, Jun Matsue walked into apartment 601 next door—the apartment was quiet. He first went to the living room to open the doors and windows for ventilation, and then pushed open the bedroom door at the other end of the corridor.

Mochizuki Haruka sat at the desk by the window, or more accurately, at her dressing table—a large mirror sat on the table, and a maid stood beside her, bowing respectfully as she applied makeup.

Hearing familiar footsteps behind her, the girl turned around without hesitation—

The maid's exclamation followed, "Your lipstick is smudged..."

"Just redraw it," Mochizuki Haruka said nonchalantly, her eyes only on the approaching boy.

Jun Matsue laughed, walked up to the girl, and wiped away the red stain that had been flying across the corner of her lips with his thumb.

"This is the first time I've seen you wearing lipstick. I never expected you to look so cute."

Mochizuki Haruka snorted. Instead of turning to look in the mirror, she reached out her hand to the boy.

The girl's outstretched palm was positioned precisely on the second button of Matsueda Jun's school uniform.

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your buttons first."

Chapter 880 A Bustling Ceremony: Our Graduation Ceremony

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your buttons first."

Upon hearing the girl's words, the maid standing by the dressing table consciously stepped aside, giving the two of them some space.

Jun Matsue lowered his head and looked at her small hands resting on his chest.

"Mochizuki wants this?"

According to the Japanese, the second button is the one closest to the heart, and the person who finds it is the button's sweetheart or beloved.

"Otherwise what?" Mochizuki Haruka blinked warily.

She leaned closer to the boy, her raised hand pressing against his chest—

"I'm Songzhi's official girlfriend now, who else would you give your buttons to if not me?"

Before the graduation ceremony even started, the girl had her eye on this button—because so many people coveted it, she had to strike first.

However, to her surprise, Matsueda Jun did not hesitate much, grabbed the second button, and ripped it off with a "snap".

The maid, who was standing in the corner of the room facing the wall, couldn't help but turn her head and secretly look at the two of them.

"Luckily, the buttons on the 'Xuelan' shirt are a bit loose." The boy looked down at his shirt. "Suit-style buttons shouldn't be so easy to pull off."

"..." Mochizuki Haruka blinked and raised her hand in front of her.

The gold brass clasp in her hand still carried the warmth of her boyfriend's palm. The hills adorned with petals and the birds above formed the school emblem, shining brightly in the sunlight by the window.

"I didn't expect the pine branch to be handed over so easily."