Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"You use your phone to light up, and I'll disinfect you." Jun Matsueda handed her the phone and took the cotton swabs and disinfectant from her hands.

Tomatsu Yuka stared at her wound absentmindedly, and after a while she shifted her gaze to the boy in front of her.

Looking at Matsueda Jun's focused expression, the girl tried hard to suppress the urge to touch his cheek. She closed her eyes, ignored the presence of Mochizuki Haruka on the bed, and tried to hypnotize herself that they were now in a world of two.

"Where else?"

Tomatsu Tomoka lifted her pants further, revealing glaring red bruises on her round knees.

Matsueda Jun returned to the bedside and rummaged through the medicine box. He lowered his head and asked the girl lying on the bed, "Are you asleep?"

Mochizuki Yao didn't say anything, just shook his head.

He returned to the girl sitting in the chair, "I couldn't find any medicine for the bruises. Are there any other wounds?"

Tomatsu Tomoka lifted her sleeves again, revealing the bruise on her elbow. The girl even lifted the hem of her clothes, as she also felt a pain in her ribs.

"That's enough." Jun Matsueda held her hand to prevent her from revealing the pattern on her bra. "Why are there so many bruises?"

"I fell on the stairs." The girl said hesitantly. Her calf was scratched because it hit the edge of the step.

"It's too dangerous. Don't do it next time." Matsueda Jun sighed. "If the earthquake doesn't end, it might not be as simple as falling down the stairs."

"There's no way. I can't calm down until I'm sure Matsueda-san is safe." She smiled innocently.

He moved closer to the girl's face and observed it carefully. "Luckily, there are no wounds on her face."

Apart from the girl's increasingly red cheeks, there was nothing unusual.

"Go buy some medicine tomorrow, and apply some ice tonight."

"No need for ice," Tomatsu Tomoka said, looking up. "It's too much trouble to apply ice to all these bruises. I just want to sleep now."

She now felt weak and exhausted all over, and didn't even want to move her fingers.

Hearing this, Matsueda Jun also yawned, "Then let's go to bed, it's already half past three."

He turned off the flashlight on his phone and looked at the messages again. There were not many people chatting in the class group. They should have gone back to sleep.

Although they said they were going to sleep, the girls in the room, one lying on the bed and the other sitting on the chair, did not move.

"Go back to sleep, why are you staying here with me?"

"I want to sleep closer to Matsueda-san, otherwise I won't be able to rest assured."

Tomatsu Tomoka gently touched the scratch on her body, which was the place where Matsueda Jun had been concentrating on just now.

Mochizuki Yao sat up from the bed. She didn't intend to sleep, she just wanted to keep looking at him.

"..."

"Are you really not going to sleep?" Jun Matsueda covered himself with the quilt and looked at the girl sitting on the chair.

Tomatsu Tomoka was sleeping in the next room, and the connecting wooden door was open to prevent any further accidents.

The curtains were already drawn, and he could only hear Mochizuki Haruka's voice, "I feel so tired that I'm almost dead, but I can't sleep at all."

Jun Matsueda stared at the ceiling for a while, and the girl looked at him quietly in the darkness.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then took out another quilt from the cabinet and put it on the bed.

"You should go to bed too. Even if you can't sleep, lying down will give you better rest than sitting."

"And now that there's no heating, the room will get colder and colder."

The two quilts were separated, and the bed was very big, so it was no problem for three people to sleep on it.

As Mochizuki Haruka climbed onto the bed, a coughing sound came from the quiet room next door.

After Tomatsu Tomoka confirmed that the two people on the bed did not make any strange movements, she finally couldn't resist her sleepiness and closed her eyes.

When Matsueda Jun was about to fall asleep, a word from Mochizuki Haruka suddenly woke him up.

"I sent you the passwords to our bank cards."

"What are you going to do?" He opened his eyes and looked at the girl beside him. "If you commit suicide, what will happen when my aunt wakes up?"

"When I fell to the ground, I thought I was going to die."

“It turned out to be just an earthquake.”

"I just thought that if I give the Mochizuki House to you, it won't matter if something happens to me."

The girl watched as Matsueda Jun turned around to face her.

"Don't think about it. You're alive and well now. I'm watching over you. You won't die easily."

"But there's a power outage across Hokkaido," the head maid told her. "That's never happened before."

"The trams are out of service and the airport is closed."

"If the previous earthquake had been a little bigger—"

Jun Matsueda interrupted her, "This earthquake of magnitude six is ​​already the largest ever observed in Hokkaido. Aren't we still fine in Otaru?"

"What if the magnitude is a little higher?" the girl whispered angrily.

"I'm right next door to you. It would only take a few seconds to come and rescue you."

"If the door is deformed, you won't be able to get through."

"The wooden door is strong enough to be kicked open." Matsueda Jun's eyelids began to twitch, and he began to feel sleepy again.

"What if it's an iron door? What if there's no door?"

"...The balcony is long enough to jump over."

"if--"

Jun Matsueda leaned over and hugged her gently through the two quilts.

"Anyway, I won't watch you die in front of me."

In Mochizuki Haruka's world, the earthquake struck again. All kinds of noises suddenly appeared and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the words that Matsueda Jun had just said echoing in her mind.

The girl looked at him blankly.

"Go to sleep!" Jun Matsueda closed his eyes and his breathing quickly became steady.

Mochizuki Haruka still kept her eyes open and stared at Matsueda Jun's profile.

She was savoring the hug they had just had.

Even though there were two layers of quilts between us, I couldn't feel the body temperature, the muscle tremors, or the strength of the hug at all.

But it was more unforgettable than sitting on him in the bathroom and curling up in his arms when I was hurt.

Mochizuki Haruka found that her heart began to beat uncontrollably.

The smell of the cool air inside the room became distinct, the faint light filtering through the gaps in the curtains became clear, and all my senses came alive.

She suddenly understood the crazy self in the simulation.

Once you experience this kind of peace of mind and satisfaction, you can't help but indulge in it.

It’s too horrible, the girl said in her heart in disbelief.

This kind of terror is what it feels like to be loved.

The last bit of her sanity popped up to remind her.

Do you want to think about it again?

He might abandon you?

Have you really decided it's him?

The girl responded with silence.

She fell asleep.

A little bit of love is enough to take away the pain that keeps her awake all night.

Chapter 155: Hokkaido cannot live without electricity, just like the girls cannot live without Jun Matsueda

When he woke up the next morning, Jun Matsueda felt a strong sense of restraint in his body.

He reached out his hand from under the quilt and brushed away the black hair that was stuck to his face. Wang Yueyao's peaceful sleeping face was right before his eyes, and he could even feel the girl's breath.

In order not to wake up the sleeping girl, he slowly raised his upper body and found the source of the restraint.

Mochizuki Haruka kicked off her quilt and hugged him tightly like an octopus.

Jun Matsueda felt like the cucumber strips in the Eho-maki and the prawns in the tempura batter.

After a while of daydreaming, his empty stomach protested. He carefully crawled out of the quilt rolled up by the girl, and then covered Mochizuki Haruka with the quilt again.

Shivering in the cold air, Jun Matsueda left a note on the bedside asking him to go downstairs for breakfast and went into the next room to change his clothes.

"Good morning, Matsueda-san~" the girl lying on his bed said softly.

"The electricity hasn't come on yet?" Jun Matsueda pressed the switch next to the door. There was no movement in the dim room, so he could only go into the bathroom in the dark to wash up.

"The news said there was a power outage throughout Hokkaido."

Tomatsu Tomoka quietly got out of bed, closed the wooden door of the suite, and lay back down on the bed.

The girl had been awake for a while. She should have gotten up immediately, but when she thought about the fact that Jun Matsueda had slept in this bed last night, she couldn't help but want to lie down for a while longer.

Tomatsu Tomoka curled up in the quilt, trying to feel the remaining masculine scent. She got out of bed and opened the curtains only after Matsueda Jun finished washing up.

"It's so cold..." The girl stretched.

The belated sunrise illuminated the seductive outline of Tomatsu Tomoka's body under her thin pajamas. The undulating curves stretched from her breasts to her waist, then passed over her hips and then moved downwards to trace the perfect roundness.

"It hurts!" Tomatsu Tomoka groaned. The pain of the bruises was like the sunrise in Hokkaido, always late.

Jun Matsueda took out a down jacket from the closet and gave it to her, "Try this on first." The girl's clothes were still in her original room downstairs.

Tomatsu Tomoka put on her coat, the hem of which was enough to cover her hips, "Thank you, Matsueda-san."

In fact, she wanted the school uniform coat that Jun Matsueda had just put on.

The two walked out of the room, and the only sound on the stairs was their footsteps gradually condensing in the cold air.

"Is that where you fell last night?" Jun Matsueda pointed to a step with dried scarlet marks on it.

Tomatsu Tomoka nodded embarrassedly.

He sighed and said, "Let's go buy medicine after breakfast."

I don't know if the hotel will serve breakfast today.

Reaching the first floor, the girl hurried towards her room, "Matsueda-san, wait for me!"

A few minutes later, Tomatsu Tomoka had changed into her school uniform skirt and inner wear, and her black stockings covered the scars on her calves.

"Why don't you wear your own coat?" Jun Matsueda looked at her black down jacket.

The girl walked towards the restaurant and pretended not to hear.

Candles were lit in the restaurant. The accompanying teachers all got up early today. Xiaominato Shengzi waved to them in the corner.

"Do people who are good at studying get up so early?" Hirouchi Aya looked at the two people sitting next to her.

"Is today's breakfast so rich?" The food in front of him made Matsueda Jun ignore her question.

"Without electricity in the hotel, keeping food fresh becomes a problem. We have to dispose of food at risk of spoilage as quickly as possible."

Kominato Shoko pushed a plate of crab meat and egg sandwiches toward her student. "Is Tomatsu-san's injury serious?"

Last night, Jun Matsueda reported to her that Tomatsu Touka was sleeping on the top floor because she was injured and had difficulty moving.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Kominato. I just have a few bruises, but it's nothing serious." The girl replied politely, cutting the sandwich into small pieces and putting them into her mouth.

"After breakfast, I'll go to the pharmacy with Tomatsu-san to buy medicine."

Jun Matsueda ignored the girl's surprised look and lowered his head to finish his fried salmon salad and sandwich.

"Matsueda, please buy some other daily medicines, such as antipyretics and anti-inflammatories. In the current situation, it would be very troublesome if a student fell ill."

"We'll reimburse you when you come back." Hirouchi Aya came over and patted Matsueda Jun's shoulder. The girl who was chewing a sandwich glanced at her.

"Um, does anyone bring tissues?" asked Kominato Shoko after finishing breakfast, and Hirouchi Aya shook her head.

"I should have it here." Tomatsu Tomoka reached into her coat pocket and then remembered that the clothes she was wearing were not her own.

"In the inside pocket of my coat." Jun Matsueda took a sip of milk.