Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The next class was physical education, and the subject was swimming. I've heard that some schools, lacking space, build rooftop pools, but schools in the metropolitan area rarely have that; most have indoor pools.

Jun Matsueda was changing into his swimming trunks in the locker room, with Sushan watching him from behind.

"Look at these broad back muscles." Sushan called Sakamuro Ken to admire Matsueda Jun's figure together.

After changing his clothes, Jun Matsueda turned around and stared at the two of them.

"Hey, Songzhi, don't look back! You don't know how beautiful the line from your neck to your waist was when you turned around just now." Sushan likes fitness and often does online fitness on TikTok.

Jun Matsueda threw his swimming cap on his chest, indicating that he could shut up.

More than a month after the rumor incident, Matsueda Jun deliberately changed his image, occasionally acting eccentrically and losing his temper, and people around him felt closer to him.

In Japan, boys and girls have been taking physical education classes separately since junior high school, so there is nothing popular to watch.

The swimming pool is very large and has several swimming pools, separated by boys and girls, who only use the pools at the end of each side.

The boys came out of the locker room and gathered by the pool. Class 2 had their physical education class together with Class 1, and the two classes had a good relationship and would chat casually.

"If Matsueda was there during the sports meet, Sugisaki would definitely not dare to be so arrogant." Sushan brought up the topic again.

The bell rang and the physical education teacher showed up just in time. "It's almost the end of the semester, everyone, just swim around and relax." Then he walked over to the lifeguard chair by the swimming pool and collapsed.

Jun Matsueda jumped into the pool and swam alternately between backstroke and breaststroke, imagining himself as a dolphin.

On the other side of the swimming pool, girls gathered together and compared their figures with each other.

"I sweat so much in the summer, but why do I still feel fat?"

"Don't you even look at how many ice creams you eat in a day..."

"Tomatsu-san still has the best figure."

The girl was perfectly developed, a model of a teenage girl, with beautiful curves, tight thighs, and slender calves. Even the scorching summer sun couldn't damage the smooth whiteness of her skin.

Tomatsu Tomoka stood in the center of the girls in Class 2, her right arm folded in front of her. Her noncompetitive personality made her very popular among the girls, especially now that she had a crush.

Not everyone likes Jun Matsueda. A beautiful girl without a lover is the most threatening to girls who desire love.

The girls from Class 1 also made their way to the poolside, and Tomatsu Tomoka immediately spotted Mochizuki Haruka in the crowd. She wore her hair in a high ponytail, her dark blue swimsuit embracing her soft, long legs. Her quiet, cool demeanor had a sporty edge.

In fact, in the eyes of other girls, Tomatsu Tomoka and Mochizuki Haruka were like two drops of thick ink in clear water, and they were particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

Tomatsu Tomoka thinks that she should win in terms of figure, but she is not sure what type Matsueda Jun likes.

It’s okay as long as she’s not like Mochizuki Haruka.

After the physical education teacher showed up, free activities were also arranged. However, few girls went into the water. Most of them sat by the pool, dangling their feet in the pool, playing in the water and chatting.

The atmosphere between the girls in the two classes was very harmonious until a girl from Class 1 borrowed the telescope that the teacher wore around her neck.

She took the telescope back to the pool and sat down, looking at the boys' pool across the street.

"Many boys don't have muscles. It's disappointing!" She started to comment, and the girls around her also gathered around.

"Runa, let me have a look at it too!" the girl next to her said with a smile.

"Is there a boy you want to see?" Runa asked casually.

"..."

"Really? Who is it?"

"Sakamuro from Class 2, come and get it here!" The girl grabbed the telescope.

The telescope was passed among the interested girls. As they looked at it, someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Matsueda-san has a really nice figure."

"Would you like to take a look at Wangyue?" asked the girls in Class 1.

The poolside suddenly fell silent. Tomatsu Tomoka sat by the pool, head bowed, her feet splashing in the water, seemingly oblivious to the girl's words.

All the girls in Class 2 knew that Tomatsu-san liked Matsueda Jun. To be more precise, many of the first-year students knew about it, as Tomatsu Tomoka had expressed it many times, intentionally or unintentionally.

The girls in Class 1 blamed the inconsiderate guy in their hearts.

"What's so good about it?" Wangyue Yao stood up and jumped into the pool, splashing water.

"Mochizuki!" Riin, who had a good relationship with Mochizuki Haruka, was splashed with water in the face and jumped down to chase her in anger.

The ripples created by the splashing water ripple in the swimming pool.

Chapter 12 Proof

In the first class in the afternoon, Chinese, Jun Matsueda reviewed the competition teaching materials again, and then took out the "Geography" magazine he borrowed from the library at noon.

The magazine was called Geography, and its positioning in Japan was similar to China National Geographic. He borrowed the latest ten issues and skimmed through them, mainly to memorize some common sense and special terrain that might be tested in the competition.

The Chinese teacher saw that Jun Matsueda was absent-minded, but did not call on him because he was used to it.

The second class was home economics. On the way to the home economics classroom, Jun Matsueda recalled what he had just watched.

Mount Aso, Japan's largest caldera, is a terrifyingly powerful eight-magnitude volcano.

Oshima-Oshima, Japan's largest uninhabited island, has intense volcanic activity.

After putting on an apron in the home economics classroom, Sakamuro and Suyama approached him to team up, and he agreed. Sakamuro and Suyama would be in charge of preparing the ingredients, while he would cook.

Although he lives alone, Jun Matsueda's cooking skills are average, mainly because he cooks seldom, but compared with the average high school boy, they are definitely more than good enough.

While waiting for the two to cut vegetables, Matsueda Jun looked around the classroom. Unsurprisingly, Tomatsu Yuka's group was to his left: Tomatsu, Mizushima, and an unnamed, ordinary girl.

Tomatsu Tomoka was teaching Mizushima Miya how to chop vegetables. She raised her hand and bent her front paw, which is what is known as a cat's paw. Mizushima also raised her paw and waved it, and the two kittens were stunned.

"Aren't they cute?" The ordinary girl spoke to Jun Matsueda, looking at the two kittens with an intoxicated expression.

Jun Matsueda laughed twice, which sounded like affirmation to the girls.

"Don't you want to learn from Xiaoyesong?" Although he was unknown, Jun Matsueda, who had a photographic memory, naturally remembered him.

"I'm the type that will cut my hands when I use a knife." Xiaoyesong stuck out his tongue.

Jun Matsueda failed to drive the unknown girl away, but soon Tomatsu Tomoka noticed this and walked over, putting her hands on her shoulders.

"Xiaoyesong, come on, come on, you can try it too."

"Eh? I don't need it, right?"

The girl was taken away by Tomatsu Tomoka, and Sakamuro had finished preparing the ingredients. Matsueda Jun poured oil into the wok, heated it, added onions, and fried them until translucent before adding the marinated meat.

While stir-frying the pork, he heard the scream of an unknown girl on his left who had cut her hand.

Add the sauce, stir-fry until cooked, and serve. The braised pork with ginger is ready.

Three pairs of chopsticks reached out to the meat. Songzhi Jun tasted it and found it tasted pretty good.

"But what about ginger?" he asked.

"It's ginger paste. It's put in when marinating the meat." Sakamuro ate with relish and took out a bottle while eating.

"Sushan, didn't you say you like spicy food? Try the yellow mustard my grandfather made."

Sushan dipped a little with his chopsticks and ate it with a mouthful of meat.

He sat in a chair, leaning back, his eyes closed, his face flushed, his forehead sweating, and he was shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

Jun Matsueda ignored them and finished his own portion silently, feeling a little thirsty.

Tomatsu Tomoka walked over to him with a bowl of soup, "Jun-kun, would you like to try the miso soup our group made? I accidentally made too much."

He said thank you and took the bowl of soup.

Jun Matsueda never wastes anything edible and is always loyal to food.

Watching the boy in front of her finish the soup, Tomatsu Tomoka smiled happily.

I just don't know how much of the soup is the unknown girl's blood.

School still ends at 3:30, so Jun Matsueda can't go to work directly. After-school tutoring for the geography competition starts today.

He really hoped to have tutoring at noon, but the lunch break at Neon School was only forty to fifty minutes, which was obviously not enough including lunch.

The old seat, the second activity classroom. After he walked in, Tsushima Kou asked him to sit down again.

"The school has agreed to our topic. The next step is to discuss the filming content." Tsushima Kou sat on his right, smiling.

Jun Matsueda nodded to indicate that he was listening.

"Once the filming content is decided, we need to communicate with the subjects and make a plan."

Teacher Kashida walked in and began handing out teaching materials. Matsueda Jun interrupted the person next to him and asked, "Is Teacher Kashida easy to talk to?"

Tsushima Kou was stunned for a moment, then realized what Matsueda Jun wanted to do, "As long as your grades are good enough, he will be easy to talk to."

"OK, this should be my last class. I'll need you to help me with new teaching materials and examples for future competition tutoring."

"No problem." Tsushima Kou agreed decisively. "Then could you please consider it and participate in the filming?"

"Communication and interview?" He hesitated, afraid of wasting time.

"With your qualifications, you should be able to appear on camera. The school will definitely ask you to appear on camera." Tsushima Kou tried to persuade Matsueda Jun while listening to the lecture and taking notes.

"Okay." Since I'm going to participate anyway, one or two more tasks won't make a difference.

The key is that the more he does for the school, the harder it will be to get rejected when he makes requests to the school.

The working emperor will never do meaningless work.

There are two classes for competition tutoring. After the first get out of class, Jun Matsueda went to the podium to find the teacher.

"Teacher Kashida, I've basically understood and mastered the textbooks you sent me. I'm a strong self-taught person, so I'd like to request to study the textbooks and examples on my own instead of attending tutoring."

Although Jun Matsueda didn't speak loudly, the people sitting in the front row must have heard it.

The top students in the front row had just received the textbook for a class and were still discussing the difficulty level. They stopped chatting and looked up at Jun Matsueda in front of the podium.

The silence in the front row attracted the attention of the back row, and after a whisper spread, the back row also became silent.

"Are you sure?" Mr. Kashida frowned slightly. "Although I've heard that you did well in the competition, I still hope you take it seriously and give it your all."

"Teacher, if I give my all to everything, I won't be able to handle it. I think the time I've spent on the competition is sufficient. If you need proof, you can test me with questions related to this textbook."

"Look at him, he's so arrogant just because he got the textbook a few days early." Sitting to Tsushima Kou's right, Joo Jo couldn't help but sneer, "Does he think he can master textbooks of this difficulty in just a few days?"

Tsushima Kou didn't even raise his head, still organizing his notes. He just raised his index finger and shook it at him, meaning don't be anxious.

Mr. Kashida didn't say anything, but took out a test paper from his briefcase. This was today's homework.

Jun Matsueda said thank you to the teacher and sat down next to him to start writing.

The break was over, and Mr. Kashida continued his lecture, but the students weren't listening as intently. Every now and then, someone would turn their head and glance at Jun Matsueda, who was sitting on the far left of the front row.

That's the spot closest to the door.

Mr. Kashida paused his lecture and asked, "Those doing the exercises are still concentrating, but those listening are distracted?"

Intellectuals even use flowery language when they criticize.

No one spoke, so Matsueda Jun stood up and handed him the test paper.

In fact, he had finished it a while ago and was just checking it. He didn't want to interrupt the class because it would be disrespectful to the teacher.

It's just the right time.

Teacher Kashida took the test paper with a frown, and as he looked at it, his brows relaxed.

He thought about it and stopped lecturing. He asked Matsueda Jun a few more questions.

"What is the nature of the tides in most of the Sea of ​​Japan?"

“Irregular semi-diurnal tide.”

"The three major groups of evolved animals in the Phanerozoic ocean?"

"Cambrian evolutionary fauna, Paleozoic evolutionary fauna, modern evolutionary fauna."

"What are the main geological activities on our country's largest uninhabited island?"

"Teacher, this is beyond the syllabus. It's not in the textbook."

Mr. Kashida blinked, ready to refute. He wouldn't admit it. There was no way he would let go of such a good seedling.

"But I happened to have read in the recent issues of Geography that our country's largest uninhabited island is Oshima-Oshima in Hokkaido, and it has intense volcanic activity."

But Junya Matsueda blinked and smiled like a fox.

There was no expression on Mr. Kashida's face. After a while, he asked.