Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Chapter 70: Love, how is it done?

Yamami Matsukori and her senior walked into the Musashi No Mori Cafe, a chain store decorated in a forest style with a refreshing style that is quite popular among girls.

"What would you like to eat, Moji? Let me order some! Please help me." The senior student sat down by the window. Her skirt was shortened very much, and the thin sunlight shone on her thighs.

Yamami Moki quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I can order it myself. I was just chatting with Asai-senpai. It's not really a favor."

The girl ordered a seasonal peach pancake. She had not been to this restaurant very often, but she ordered it because she saw the words "soon to be discontinued" on the menu.

The senior student put down her phone and looked at her with shining eyes, "Tell me what kind of person Matsueda-kun is!"

Is this what you call Matsueda-kun?

Yamami Maki looked at the street outside the window. There was a girl who was so pretty that it was unbelievable riding a bicycle with a big bag of vegetables in the basket.

"Matsueda is a very good boy with a good personality and excellent grades. He recently participated in a geoscience competition. He has many talents, including playing the drums, and should be good at sports as well."

"And he's very handsome!" said the senior student, and the girl nodded subconsciously.

The senior scooped a piece of Uji Matcha Tiramisu into her mouth and blinked, "No more?"

"That's all." Yamamiya Miki cut the pancake with a knife and fork, chewing it slowly with a dignified posture.

The senior student took the spoon out of her mouth and licked the surface of the spoon clean. "I don't want to hear the student introduction, Teacher Moji!"

"What are his hobbies? What kind of girls does he like? Does he have any special preferences, such as food or entertainment? Are there any clothes that particularly appeal to him?"

Yamamiya Mochi shook her head and said she didn't know.

"It turns out that Moji and Matsueda-kun aren't familiar with each other either..." The senior student rested her chin on the table in disappointment.

"......" For some reason, when she heard her say this, a small flame suddenly burst out in Yamamiya's heart, and then disappeared in an instant.

There's nothing to be angry about. What she said was the truth, Yamami Moki said to herself.

"It's true that I'm not very familiar with Matsueda-san." Yamami Maki smiled, "But I know that Matsueda-san is definitely not someone who will be easy to pursue. Senior, please think carefully."

"How do you know if you don't try?" The senior student walked away confidently.

Yamami Maki looked at senior Asai's back. Although she knew it was not a good idea to think this way, she was looking forward to seeing her senior running into a wall with Matsueda Jun. The girl was not very fond of this kind of playboy type of person.

"Not very familiar..." She thought of the red train and Matsueda Jun wearing a yukata in the hotel.

When Jun Matsueda opened the door, no one was home and the lights were off. He had just returned from finishing paperwork at the escape room, so it wasn't too early.

For Kurusu Yoshi, who dropped out of high school, going out is a very common thing, but when he thought of her eccentric thinking, Matsueda Jun became a little worried.

Only when the footsteps in the corridor stopped at the door did he feel relieved and walked to the entrance to open the door for Lai Qi Yang Shi.

When the door was opened, the girl was looking down for her keys. She was holding a bag of vegetables in one hand and moving her other hand in her trouser pocket, which looked unsightly.

Kurusu Yoshi raised his head and looked at him with his blank eyes. Matsueda Jun returned to the living room, and the girl was changing shoes at the entrance.

"Are you buying groceries so late today?" Jun Matsueda is now picked up and dropped off at school by the Mochizuki family's car, and the bicycle is given to Kurusu Yoshi.

"The prices in the nearby supermarket are too high, so I ran a little further away!" The girl walked into the kitchen carrying vegetables, and Matsueda Jun glanced at her.

"No meat at all?" At his age, if he was extremely hungry, he would chase after the cow's butt and gnaw on it.

"There are also eggs..." The girl poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at him secretly.

In the living room, Jun Matsueda looked at the new competition materials that Kou Tsushima had brought him. "Where did the money I gave you for buying groceries go?"

"My cosmetics are almost gone, and I want to save some money to buy new ones..." The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen stopped, and Kurusu Yoshi walked to the table where he was sitting with his head lowered, with an expression of admitting his mistake.

Jun Matsueda glanced at the kitchen knife in her right hand.

"You don't go out much these days, so why would you need cosmetics? Didn't you say your money from being a magazine model is almost coming in? You can buy it after that."

He felt like an old father, trying to educate his junior high school daughter who was secretly learning how to put on makeup.

"But I have an interview with an agency in a few days!" The girl looked up at him.

"Do you still want to be an idol?" Jun Matsueda had only seen her twice before they started living together, both times in different idol groups. He thought the girl no longer planned to be an idol.

Kurusu Yoshi nodded and wanted to say something, but Matsueda Jun stopped her.

"If we don't cook dinner, it'll be seven o'clock soon. You can hold on, but I can't."

The girl picked up the kitchen knife again and rushed towards the kitchen.

After dinner, while washing the dishes, Matsueda Jun continued to ask her: "Since you want to continue to be an idol, why don't you stay in your previous group?"

He still remembered the maid-like outfit. The girl's dyed pink hair was still there, but the top of her head had turned black, making her look a bit non-mainstream.

Lai Qi Yang Shi lay down on the sofa again, this time he changed his posture, lying on his side on the sofa, holding the remote control in one hand to change channels.

"Because they're going to start a handshake event, and that feels a bit disgusting."

"I can't accept touching the hands of hundreds or thousands of people."

Matsueda Jun nodded in agreement, even though the girl couldn't see it.

"Then stop being an idol."

"Not all idols have to hold handshake meetings." Although Jun Matsueda was standing by the sink without turning around, he could hear the girl's voice becoming clearer. Perhaps the girl turned around and sat on the sofa facing him.

"And if I don't stop being an idol, I'll have no choice but to marry you!" The girl's tone was no different from when she announced that she would only eat vegetables and eggs tonight.

"Don't you understand what marriage means?" Matsueda Jun put the bowl in the cupboard and walked out of the kitchen. Based on his observation of Kurusu Yoshi, Matsueda Jun wouldn't be surprised if she really didn't know.

"How is that possible!" The girl jumped up from the sofa and sat astride it. "First we'll fall in love, then hold hands, hug, kiss, and finally do some comfortable things in a love hotel or on the bed at home. The next day we'll file for marriage."

"But my mother didn't teach me how to make love, so I may need your guidance when the time comes." Having said that, Kurusu Yoshi glanced at Matsueda Jun. Her shy eyes and pink hair made her look more like a purebred succubus than Matsueda Jun.

"Ah!" The girl suddenly jumped off the sofa and trotted barefoot to Jun Matsueda. She was wearing only a pair of black cotton shorts, the edges of which were slightly raised at the sides of her thighs, perfectly fitting the seductive curves of her thighs and hips, revealing her long legs.

"You promised me in Kichijoji that if we meet again, you would listen to my complaints." Kurusu Yangshi's eyes, which were particularly bright, blinked, and each time they opened and closed was like a butterfly spreading its wings, sprinkling charming scales in the air.

Matsueda Jun was unmoved and pointed at the TV. "The show you want to watch has started."

So the girl jumped over the mountains and hills and returned to the TV.

Chapter 71 Hurting each other is the best way to vent

When Mochizuki Yao walked into the room, there were already quite a few people sitting around the long conference table.

She and two other students from Class 1 sat down on seats with a sign that read "Class 1, Grade 1." Next to them was Tomatsu Touka, who was sitting in her chair without moving.

"Why didn't Songzhi come? Isn't he the class monitor?" Wangyue Yao asked her in a very awkward tone.

Tomatsu Tomoka didn't even move her eyes, just staring at the blank wall in front of her. Mochizuki Haruka could only turn away impatiently.

When almost everyone had arrived, the boy sitting at the top looked at his watch and started talking.

"We've gathered everyone here today to discuss the establishment of the Cultural Festival Executive Committee."

"It is generally agreed that the student council president, that is, myself, will serve as the cultural festival executive committee chairperson. If you have any objections, you can raise them on the spot."

No sound.

"Okay, no problem. Then I'll appoint two vice-chairmen: Tsushima Kou from Class 2, Grade 2, and Yamami Maki from Class 2, Grade 4."

The two men stood up from their respective seats and sat in the two empty seats on his left and right.

Mochizuki Haruka's eyes moved. She had seen both of these people in Matsueda Jun's network of relationships.

The girl automatically filtered out the chairman's subsequent words, which had nothing to do with her. Mochizuki Haruka only cared about two things now: her aunt and Matsueda Jun.

After the meeting, Yamami Maki left the meeting room and looked for Tomatsu Tomoka. She wanted to ask her about her recent situation and why Matsueda-san, despite being the class representative, was not there.

When she caught a glimpse of the two people at the end of the corridor, Yamami Moki hid herself in time.

"Are you here to take advantage of my misfortune?" She heard Tomatsu Tomoka's voice, and the emotion in it was an indifference she had never seen before.

Is that person really Tomatsu Tomoka? Yamami Maki took a peek in the corner and saw that it was indeed her junior schoolmate.

"I'm not trying to mock you on purpose, but hearing that your confession failed does make me curious about how you're doing now."

The sound of Mochizuki Haruka's footsteps moved, circling around Tomatsu Tomoka.

"This haggard look, pale face, and pitiful appearance will probably make more boys fall in love with you, right?" Yamami Moki heard the hidden malice in her tone.

Tomatsu Tomoka's tone remained calm, "Thank you for the comment. Your gossipy side is quite attractive too."

Yamami Maki silently covered her mouth, which was open in surprise. This was the first time she heard this schoolmate mock someone. The girl had always thought that this gentle schoolmate was the same type of person as herself.

Mochizuki Haruka did not get angry at Tomatsu Tomoka's sarcasm, but laughed out loud instead.

"Actually, I've been in a bad mood recently. No matter how hard I try to relax, I just can't be happy. I really want to thank you, Tomatsu Tomoka. Seeing you looking like a lost dog makes me feel much happier."

The smile in her tone came from the heart. Although she didn't know what happened between the two, Yamami Maki still stood up and walked in front of them.

"Mochizuki-san's words are a bit too much! Laughing at someone's sadness is not something someone from the Mochizuki family would do."

When she heard the words "Mochizuki family", the girl's heart, which had been cheered up by Tomatsu Tomoka's miserable appearance, sank again.

The Wangyue family is almost becoming an isolated family.

Yamami Moki was originally angry at Mochizuki Haruka's rude words and behavior, but when she saw the girl in front of her eyes also gloomy, she felt a little guilty.

Was it because what she said was too harsh?

"Bullmaster, don't worry about her. She's just too busy taking care of herself." The girl smiled at Yamami Maki. "Bullmaster, if you need me for something, you can wait for me at the stairs. I have something to say to Mochizuki-san."

Yamamiya Maki left with a worried look in her eyes.

There was a balcony at the end of the corridor. The autumn sunlight passed through the glass, walked into the room, and finally stopped at the feet of the two people, leaving a clear dividing line between light and dark, and the girls were left in the shadows.

"Mochizuki-san has that too, right? I don't think there's any need for you to lie to me anymore." Tomatsu Tomoka looked at Mochizuki Haruka's black pupils, which were filled with frozen snowflakes.

Because other people might hear it, she didn't specify it with the word "system".

"So what if there is? So you feel that your fate with him is no longer special?" Mochizuki Haruka crossed his arms in front of his chest, carefully catching every word spoken by the girl standing in front of him.

"I can tell you now that that is not a good thing. Do you think seeing more is a good thing?" Tomatsu Tomoka approached Mochizuki Haruka, and their upper bodies were pressed together. Because she was taller, she lowered her head slightly, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall, covering their shoulders.

A chill rose in Mochizuki Haruka's heart, as if she was possessed by a female ghost. She took a step back and distanced herself from Tomatsu Tomoka.

"I don't need you to remind me about this kind of thing. I know how to deal with it." Mochizuki Haruka has always maintained a cautious and restrained attitude towards both the system and the simulation. This is also the reason why she has always been ambiguous towards Matsueda Jun.

"No, you don't understand." Tomatsu Tomoka smiled again. Today was the day she smiled the most since school started. "I'm not reminding you out of kindness."

"It's like Pandora's box, and we don't even have the chance to refuse. We can only open it. It will inevitably bring disaster and a worse future. I have suffered deeply from it."

"I'm looking forward to it. Looking forward to seeing how you're tainted by it. It's not a good outcome for you and Matsueda-san, is it?"

Mochizuki Haruka took another step back and looked at Tomatsu Tomoka's calm and pale face.

"Don't look at me with such surprise. You can guess what's going on. If you saw the same thing I did, you wouldn't be so timid and hesitant when facing him, right?"

"Just wait, whatever you worry about or do will destroy everything you want."

"I just took a step ahead of you."

The girl finally whispered in her ear.

"I'll be waiting for you out front."

Mochizuki Haruka watched Tomatsu Tomoka walk towards a place where the light could not reach, and walked towards the stairs with Yamami Maki.

"Disgusting woman." Mochizuki Haruka's mood was ruined by her again.

There were two people's footsteps on the stairs, neither fast nor slow.

"What do you want from me, Moji-senpai?"

"I just wanted to ask how you've been doing lately." Yamami Maki was a little hesitant to speak because Matsueda-san did not attend the meeting.

"Me? I'm fine." The girl smiled. "I know what you're worried about. I'm fine, and I'll continue to participate in the wind band training."

"That's not what I meant!" Yamami Maki quickly walked to the platform between the stairs and turned to look at Tomatsu Tomoka.

"I'm just worried about you personally. It has nothing to do with the wind band. You're the junior I care about!"

Tomatsu Tomoka stopped in her tracks.

"Wouldn't you be disappointed in me if you saw what I looked like just now?"

Yamami Moji shook her head. "Everyone has a side that they don't want others to see. I won't be disappointed. To me, you're just my favorite schoolmate."

The two finally parted on the stairs.

When Tomatsu Tomoka stepped into the corridor on the first floor, she saw a man and a woman standing at the back door of her class.

The boy was the one she would never mistake for the other. She didn't know the girl, who was wearing a third-year student uniform with a skirt that had been altered to be very short. She smiled sweetly in front of the boy.

"Matsueda-san, I'm back from the meeting for you." Tomatsu Tomoka stood beside the two of them.