Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"Oh my—I feel refreshed. The heating in the library is a little too strong~"

By mid-February, the pervasive cold outside has begun to dissipate. Due to the influence of the cold wave, they seem reluctant to leave the city and are still wandering in the streets.

"The nearby Hanegi Park is holding its plum blossom festival today. Would you like to take a look, Matsueda?"

"Then please lead the way, senior." Matsueda Jun still had the unfinished coffee in her hand, and the girl smiled embarrassedly.

The weather was not good, and it was drizzling when they arrived at the park. They hid under the plum tree and looked at the sea of ​​white, pink and red around them.

There are 650 plum trees in Hanegi Park, 270 red plum trees, and 380 white plum trees. The red and white plum blossoms sway in the drizzle, and their branches touch each other as if kissing.

"The plum blossoms look so shy on a rainy day." Yamamiya Maki raised her head and looked at the white plum blossoms in front of her, which were tinged with a very light pink. Water droplets gathered on the petals, giving people a delicate feeling.

Jun Matsueda stood beside her, some distance between them, and the color of the grass under their feet was similar to the hem of the girl's skirt.

"Whenever weather like this hits, it seems everyone becomes listless."

The girl laughed. She suddenly remembered something and turned to ask the boy next to her, "Matsueda-san suddenly canceled the last tutoring session. Is there something wrong?"

Although Yamamami Maki's personality meant that she would not normally ask questions involving privacy, she couldn't help but feel curious when she saw Matsueda breaking the contract for the first time.

"I had to see Tomatsu for something that day, so I had to cancel the tutoring session. Sorry."

"There's no need to apologize, Matsueda-san!" The senior glared at him, pretending not to notice the change in the way Matsueda Jun addressed her.

Ever since she agreed to be friends with Jun Matsueda, she rarely mentioned her juniors in front of them, just like when she was facing Tomatsu Tomoka, she would not take the initiative to talk about Matsueda.

No matter who she talked to about the other person, Yamami Moki would always feel betrayed.

The wind and rain around them grew stronger, trapping them under a tree. No one else could be seen in the park, as if the only two people left in the world were the two of them in the sea of ​​flowers.

So what happened between Matsueda-san and Tomoka that day...

The girl gazed at the branches stretching toward the sky, quietly speculating to herself.

Chapter 207: Damn Valentine's Day

On Valentine's Day, Hanaoka High School was immersed in a sweet atmosphere that was tinged with anxiety.

Both boys and girls looked more handsome or beautiful than usual, some ready to confess their feelings, others eager to show their affection. As Jun Matsueda walked into the school building, he received more stares than usual.

"Matsueda, you will definitely be busy today~" Sakamuro Ken, who came in with him, said with three parts jealousy and seven parts envy in his tone.

Under the gazes of people behind him, Jun Matsueda opened his shoe cabinet, and a box of chocolates squeezed outside jumped out and landed directly on his feet.

"Wow! That's mine!" The girl standing at the corner of the stairs screamed and ran upstairs before everyone looked over.

"Wow, Matsueda, the shoe cabinet is already full?" Tsushima Kou, who had just walked into the first floor, was amazed and walked behind him to observe the crowded shoe cabinet.

Girls who put chocolates in the shoe cabinet are mostly thin-skinned because they don’t even dare to go to Jun Matsueda’s classroom.

If it weren't for the embarrassment, who would want to put their chocolate in someone else's shoe cabinet? Food and shoes should not be kept together.

Jun Matsueda put on his indoor shoes and stuffed the chocolates into his schoolbag one by one.

There is no such thing as refusing chocolates on Valentine's Day in Japan. Doing so is a great disrespect to girls. Moreover, on White Valentine's Day a month later, boys who receive chocolates must return the favor, otherwise it is also an act of disrespect.

"Damn chocolate merchants..." He muttered this as he walked into the classroom and saw the wrapping ribbon sticking out of his drawer.

Tomatsu Tomoka, who was sitting in her seat, was also looking over here. When she just walked into the classroom, she happened to meet a girl who was stuffing chocolates into Matsueda Jun's drawer.

The girl with long bangs was so scared when she saw her that her shoulders trembled. She hurriedly put the chocolate away, lowered her head and walked out of the front door by the longest route.

"Matsueda-san is really popular in school." Tomatsu Tomoka tried hard to make her tone sound natural.

In fact, if Tomatsu Tomoka hadn't been there, Matsueda Jun would have received even more chocolates today because any well-informed girl in school would subconsciously think that Tomatsu Tomoka was a troublesome girl.

Especially in love.

Matsueda Jun shook his head helplessly, "I don't want to be chased and confessed to like you did before."

The girl smiled briefly, then stopped laughing.

After every class in the morning, there would always be girls from other classes appearing at the back door. The shy ones would lean against the door and whisper Matsueda Jun's name, while the more lively ones would walk up to his seat and hand him the chocolates they made with both hands.

"Matsueda, this is the chocolate I made myself~"

At this time, the cheers and screams of female classmates can be heard outside the classroom.

Tomatsu Tomoka had already left the classroom with Mizushima Miya. Seeing the girls giving chocolates always reminded the girl of the scarf she had not given away, and the surge of sadness in her heart was unbearable.

During lunch break, unbearable, Matsueda Jun chose to escape from his class and hide in an unused classroom on the fourth floor, where he once watched a movie with a girl.

"You only think of me when you have nowhere to go, right?" Mochizuki Haruka, who was lying on the sofa, looked at the boy who walked into the room.

"I didn't know you were here before I came." Jun Matsueda looked around the dim room. There was no other place except the sofa where the girl was lying.

Mochizuki Yao sat up from the sofa and patted the seat next to him, "Come here."

"Wasn't there a sofa originally?"

"I moved it away."

Jun Matsueda sat down next to her. On the screen on the wall, a man and a woman were sitting at a bus stop on the side of the road, staring at each other.

"I love you."

The woman suddenly said, I love you.

The man smiled and held her hand.

“It will pass.”

It will fade.

The man is a priest.

"Are you reading it all in English?" Jun Matsueda suddenly realized the problem.

"is it not OK?"

Haruka Mochizuki pouted. The girl had recently started watching British dramas. As for why, it was simply because she heard that Jun Matsueda was taking the English Proficiency Test.

"I just saw you downstairs listening to a girl's confession." The girl looked at the picture on the screen, but her eyes were unfocused.

"It's because things like today have happened too many times that I'm here."

The girl sat on the left side of the sofa, leaning against the back and armrest, her whole body facing Jun Matsueda on the right.

"I'm the one who gave you your safe haven."

Jun Matsueda seemed to be hesitant to speak. This was the first time that Haruka Mochizuki saw him with such an expression in front of her.

"You also have things you want to say but don't want to say?" The girl's lips curled up in a sarcastic and smug smile.

"I met a dangerous person a few days ago." His first words made the half-lying girl sit up from the sofa.

"when?!"

After Mochizuki Haruka returned the key to Room 507, the girl withdrew the bodyguards who were staying near Matsueda Jun because she didn't want to hear about his interactions with other people from her subordinates' reports, as this would only increase the loneliness in her heart.

Jun Matsueda seemed to be back in the interrogation room of Toriyama Koban, repeating his experience in response to the girl's questions.

"On National Day, I received a call from the police station. They told me that because she hadn't caused any actual harm and the corrosive agent she used wasn't lethal, even though it was a criminal case and the procuratorate would prosecute, they probably wouldn't sentence her severely."

This is the main reason why he is in a bad mood today.

"You don't have to worry about this anymore. I'll let my lawyer handle it." The girl said without hesitation.

But Matsueda Jun was not relieved. "I'm afraid she will retaliate later. If it's just me, it's okay, but I'm afraid she will target Tomatsu Tomoka."

"...So you want me to help Tomatsu Tomoka?" Mochizuki Haruka turned her head and looked at him.

"I want to consult your people first." Matsueda Jun said it cautiously because the girl looked a little angry.

"You come to me on Valentine's Day and tell me about another woman?"

"Is it that Tomatsu Tomoka?" The girl's face was flushed with anger, but nothing could be seen in the blurry darkness.

"Because she is innocent in this incident. I was the one who dragged her into this. No matter what, I can't bear to see her in danger because of this."

Seeking Mochizuki Haruka's help is the most direct and effective method. If the girl is not willing, he will have to consider other means.

The two fell into silence on the sofa, while the man and woman on the screen continued to talk.

"What if you meet someone you like?" the woman asked.

“I will drink and chat with them, give them a Bible, and then hope that they will eventually leave me,” the priest replied.

The girl took a deep breath in the darkness.

"Matsuzhi, you owe me this."

"Ah."

"I want you to return it immediately."

Jun Matsueda looked into Mochizuki Haruka's eyes. To be honest, he was a little nervous, not knowing what request the girl would make.

"There's a musical called The Little Prince this weekend, and I want you to go with me."

"..."

"that's it?"

"Do you think I would make any unreasonable demands?"

The girl's tone became arrogant again. As the owner of more than 700 observation records of Matsueda Jun, she would never do such a thing.

"If you have any other requests later, you can tell me," said Jun Matsueda.

In fact, he is just like Yamami Moki. Everything has its own price in his heart. Just watching a play together cannot repay Mochizuki Haruka.

"Got it." The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break, and the girl gave him a light kick with her bare foot. "You don't need to take shelter anymore. Let's go."

Jun Matsueda stood up and walked to the door. He pushed open the door of the unused classroom, and the light from outside passed over the girl's body on the sofa, as if trying to cut her apart.

After the door was completely closed, Mochizuki Yao's energy and spirit immediately disappeared. She lay down on the sofa again, exuding a strong sense of fatigue.

The cold light from the screen hit the girl's face, and she stared blankly at the priest as he walked onto the stage and began his speech.

“Love sucks!”

"It's not only terrible, it's painful."

“It scares people.”

“It makes you doubt yourself, judge yourself, and alienate yourself from other people in your life.”

"It makes you selfish."

"You'll become a weirdo!"

"Let you worry about your hairstyle."

"You'll become cruel!"

"Your speech and actions will become abnormal!"

“We all want love, but when we get it, we find it’s so scary.”

"So no wonder we don't want to go through it alone."

"I was taught that love is innate and the purpose of life is to find the right place for love."

“But I have my doubts.”

"Weak people are not good at love."

“To be a romantic requires hope.”

"I think what they mean is, when you find the one you love."

“It’s like finding hope.”

The girl lay on her side on the sofa, tears slowly flowing from the corner of her eyes, nose bridge, other eye, and finally falling on the leather surface of the sofa.

"Damn Valentine's Day."

Chapter 208 The Last Little Prince

On Friday night, Jun Matsueda knocked on the door of Room 506 before taking out his key to open it.

Unexpectedly, Wangyue Yao was not in her bedroom, but at the dining table, holding the bowl in one hand and drinking porridge with a spoon in the other.

"Did you make dinner yourself?" He sat down in front of the girl.

"Well, I kind of wanted to eat some porridge, so I tried to make it." Mochizuki Haruka licked the porridge stains at the corner of her mouth and put the empty bowl into the sink.