Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"...Why are you wandering around the living room in the middle of the night?" Jun Matsue nodded honestly.

"After all, they're a couple, so they're bound to do things like that."

The girl blinked, then remembered another question.

"—How many people has Songzhi slept with so far?"

"Do we really have to talk about this on the morning of our date?" The boy took her hand and walked towards the station not far away.

“I want to know how the others are doing!” Natsumi Imokawa shook his arm.

"Can't I mention the pine branch?"

"...Then they must have done it all."

Jun Matsueda spoke as if he were talking about his daily breakfast, and the girl's eyes widened in surprise.

"You've done it all?"

"After all, I've known them for quite some time now." He touched his cheek.

Natsumi Imokawa subconsciously stopped in her tracks, and the boy turned around as well.

"Natsumi's unhappy? That's why I said there's no need to talk about this kind of thing—"

"It's not that I'm unhappy," the girl shook her head, "I just find it a little hard to imagine..."

Yuka looks gentle and kind, but she makes people afraid to approach her.

Moji, a senior student with a warm and bright smile, who cares about her.

There's also the aloof and reserved Mochizuki, who doesn't like to look people in the eye, and the photogenic and lively Yang Shisang, who sings on TV shows every day...

Will they all end up like in action movies, being pinned down and... like that seemingly tough guy from last night?

The girl unconsciously squeezed her legs together. She looked at her boyfriend beside her, and her heart started racing again, just like it had the night before.

"What is Natsumi thinking about?" Matsueda Jun looked at her gently.

"You don't think we're progressing too slowly, do you?"

"Actually, you don't need to pay attention to how I get along with them. Everyone has their own way of dating. Besides, we've only been dating for two months, so there's no rush."

"I know!" Natsumi Imokawa nodded, snapping out of her daze, and hugged his hand tightly.

The girl was too embarrassed to admit that she was imagining men having sex with other people, so she could only smile sheepishly.

"I'm not worried about my relationship with Songzhi, I was just thinking about other things~"

"That's good." The boy nodded in relief.

"Hurry up and get to the station, the sun will be getting really strong soon."

The two continued on their way, and Jun Matsue glanced at Natsumi, who was holding him.

As spring warmed up, the girl wore a bright pink dress with white floral patterns, making her look like a strawberry.

It has to be said that Natsumi Imokawa is indeed very suitable for wearing this kind of floral dress. The pure style paired with her figure is like a strawberry. A young girl is definitely the ripest, sweetest and most tempting one.

The boy shifted his arm, trying to get his girlfriend to stop holding him so tightly—the soft, ample bosom beneath the thin fabric was pressed firmly against his arm, almost deforming it.

In fact, Jun Matsue was controlling the pace of his relationship—after dating for two months, he hadn't spent the night at Natsumi's apartment even once, and their first kiss was at the end of last month.

It's not that boys don't want to do that kind of thing, but Natsumi Imokawa's situation is a bit special:

The girls living in Wakaba Town have all decided to stay with him for a long time, but Natsumi Imokawa's plan is, "Don't think about anything else. If you want to be in love now, just be in love first."

So before he was certain that Natsumi would stay with him, Jun Matsueda didn't want to rush things—he didn't even touch the girl's impressive assets that she had so openly displayed at home.

Walking into the station from the shady path, half an hour later when the two walked out of Ueno Station, the gaps in the city were filled with sunlight, like lemon jam overflowing from a slice of bread.

Jun Matsueda squinted under the bright, clear sky as the girl led him toward the road outside Ueno Park.

“Normally, you can walk directly through Ueno Park if you go this way,” Natsumi Imokawa explained.

"However, the cherry blossom season is not over yet, and there are too many tourists in the park. It's better to come from the outside road."

"I see." Jun Matsue, carrying a bag, moved to the other side of the girl to shield her from the noise of the road.

"You can see the scenery of Ueno Park on your way to and from school—in this respect, Tokyo University of the Arts is better than Tokyo University."

"No, not really..." Natsumi Imokawa touched her cheek.

“I take a different route from my apartment to school, and I ride an electric bike, which also involves crossing the road.”

The boy nodded. "Are there many slopes on the road? It should be faster than taking the tram, right?"

"Hmm!" The girl squinted her eyes happily.

"There aren't many hills, and since it's an electric-assist bike, it's very easy to ride!"

"I don't know how fun it was for Songzhi to ride her bike to school!" She shook her arm that was linked with hers vigorously.

"The feeling of riding a bike through the streets with the wind whistling past my ears is so wonderful!"

"Moreover, I can see subtle changes in the scenery every day—clothes drying on balconies by the roadside, cherry blossoms gradually withering, and clouds thinning in the sky."

"This experience is much more interesting than riding a tram!"

“Although I didn’t ride my bike to school for these reasons before, Natsumi is right,” Matsueda Jun replied with a smile.

"While the iron shells created by humans are convenient, they can also prevent us from appreciating the life we ​​have right now."

The boy looked towards the end of the road—the miniature of the East China University of the Arts swayed and magnified with each step he took, and it was already close at hand.

"So I'm also looking forward to seeing what kind of life you'll have at a university where sheep are allowed to roam freely."

Holding his girlfriend's hand, Jun Matsueda walked into the gates of Tokyo University of the Arts, and first looked around.

"It does seem a bit small..."

“Right?” Natsumi Imokawa nodded in agreement.

"Tokyo University of the Arts only has three faculties: Fine Arts, Film, and Music, so it is definitely much smaller than the University of Tokyo."

“Small has its advantages.” The boy smiled. “Otherwise, just changing classrooms would require walking a lot around the school.”

"I feel fine too." The girl looked at the students walking out of the school building not far away.

"But there's one downside—universities don't have uniforms anymore, so I have to think about what to wear every day, it's such a hassle!"

Following her gaze, Jun Matsue saw that the men and women on the avenue were all dressed in very distinctive styles—besides their colorful, long or short, curly or straight hair, he could also spot pure black gothic outfits, retro-style figures in wide-sleeved robes, and even suits that looked like they were missing arms or legs…

The boy turned his gaze to Xia Shi in front of him—her floral dress, resembling a sweet strawberry, looked even more pleasing to the eye.

It has to be said that Natsumi Imokawa's physique is a huge advantage when it comes to romance—when the temperature drops in autumn and winter, getting close to her brings a warm and cozy feeling, and when the temperature rises in spring and summer, the girl casually showing off a little bit of her figure is a different kind of allure...

Jun Matsue blinked. "You look much better dressed than them."

"Really?" Natsumi Imokawa smiled sweetly.

"I feel like everyone I randomly bump into at school has amazing fashion sense!"

"Whether you can wear it or not is one thing, whether it looks good or not is another," the boy replied without hesitation.

"In my eyes, Xia Shi is the best dressed and the most beautiful in Tokyo University of the Arts."

A blush of happiness spread across the girl's face. "That's because I'm with Songzhi now!"

"I don't usually dress up much at school. I just wear loose clothes and loose pants to class."

“That’s even better.” Jun Matsue nodded in satisfaction.

"I'll enjoy Natsumi's beauty all by myself."

Natsumi Imokawa's smile widened as she leaned closer to the boy and gently kissed his lips.

"Pine branches are the best!"

Students passing by the couple immediately quickened their pace—dressing in a unique way doesn't mean it's easy to find a partner, and they can't stand seeing someone showing affection in front of them.

"I'll take Songzhi to see the goats behind the school first!" The girl excitedly took her boyfriend's hand.

"I even asked the professor who raises sheep, and we can take a group photo with the goats later!"

Jun Matsue's eyes were filled with laughter as he let her lead him forward quickly.

"Speaking of which, what did Natsumi want me to do at school today?"

Natsumi Imokawa turned around and smiled at him, revealing her clean and cute teeth.

"Find Songzhi as a model!"

Chapter 889 His and Her Campus Date

At 10 a.m., the studios on the third floor of the building of the Department of Fine Arts at Tokyo University of the Arts were brightly lit.

Jun Matsue sat alone in a chair in the center of the room, tilting his chin slightly to look at the sky outside the window—a pose he was asked to strike with a distinctly "artistic" flair.

"...Is it ready yet?" The boy sitting upright couldn't help but turn his gaze to ask.

"Almost there, almost there!"

The petite girl sitting behind the easel poked her head out and said.

"Don't move around too much, my boyfriend, it'll be finished in a minute!"

Jun Matsue straightened his slightly turned face and continued looking out the window—his girlfriend was standing there, smiling as she raised her camera and pressed the shutter.

"Don't worry, Matsue." Natsumi Imokawa smiled at him from behind the light.

"I'm here with you~"

"..." The boy sighed softly.

He had thought that Natsumi was going on a campus date today, but after seeing the goat, the girl led him into the art studio and made him sit there for almost half an hour.

"So what does Natsumi think?" He looked at his girlfriend standing in the sunlight.

Why would they pull me in here to be someone else's sketch model?

“Because Maki-san was ranked first in the art department entrance exam this year,” Natsumi Imokawa said, blinking.

"I've seen her sketches, they're really amazing!"

"Natsumi-chan is pretty good too, I really like your film 'White Line Flow'~"

The girl, who had been quickly sketching, peeked out from behind the drawing board and said with a smile.

"Natsumi-chan said she has a boyfriend, so I just wanted to see him~"

"She was a little reluctant at first!" Maki made a funny face.

“We agreed that if she brings you here, I will draw a sketch for you.”

“I see…” Jun Matsue nodded gently.

It seems that this Maki is the first friend Natsumi made in college.

He glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye again—

She is petite, lively, and a bit quirky, reminding boys of Yumi-chan, who was in the same class as Natsumi Imokawa.

Is it possible that Natsumi is naturally good at attracting girls like that?

"But I never expected that Natsumi-chan's boyfriend would be Hikaru Kashiwabara from 'White Line Nagare'," the girl behind the drawing board said with a smile.

"No wonder she treasures it so much and keeps it a secret!"

The boy turned his gaze, and Imokawa Natsumi, standing by the window, met his eyes—the girl's sun-drenched profile was a little redder, and she smiled, like a little animal hopping in the spring sunshine.

The slight impatience that had been rising within him subsided, and Jun Matsue traced his girlfriend's face with his gaze.

"Speaking of which, how did Maki and Natsumi meet?"

"Because I was sketching at school at the time~" came the girl's voice from behind the drawing board.

"Natsumi-chan just happened to walk past me, and I wanted to ask her to draw me, but she ran away as soon as she saw me~"

“Matsueda told me…” Natsumi Imokawa blinked innocently.

"Be careful when someone approaches you at school, whether they are male or female, teacher or student."

"Well done." The boy nodded in satisfaction, and she smiled sweetly.

"Later, I ran into Maki again in a photography composition class. She came to chat with me—I thought she was a nice person, and that's how we met."