Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Surgical Questionnaire - Name, Gender, Age...

"Where should I put my address?"

"Your home." Mochizuki Yao didn't hesitate at all.

Jun Matsueda glanced at the girl and wrote "2, Building 506, Mitakadai Industrial Park" in the address column. The next door, 507, was his home.

Mochizuki Haruka stretched out her hand to grab the pen from his hand, but after being slapped away, she temporarily gave in.

Continuing to fill out the form, below a very simple diagram of the human body, the patient was asked to mark the location of the injury. Jun Matsueda drew a picture on the sole of the foot, and next to it were a bunch of symptom options: burns, sprains, bloody stools, hemorrhoids, stomachache...

Could this also be considered surgery? He ticked the box for trauma and handed the form to Mochizuki Haruka. The rest of the form was filled with multiple-choice questions, so she could fill it out herself.

After filling out a bunch of check marks, including whether he had a history of allergies, whether he was taking medication, whether he was pregnant or planning to have a baby, and whether he had undergone surgery, Mochizuki Haruka returned the medical questionnaire to him.

Jun Matsueda took a look and found nothing wrong, except that the 506 in the address column had become 507. He was too lazy to argue with her.

Pushing Mochizuki Yao back to the window and returning the medical questionnaire, the two of them went to the second floor according to the woman's instructions.

They entered Examination Room No. 3. The woman in the white coat turned her eyes away from the computer. Her gaze was slightly sluggish due to surprise. She stood up and looked behind the two of them.

"Hello, we are just seeing a doctor normally. We are not a crew or bloggers."

"Ah, sorry. Because you two are really..." The doctor smiled apologetically, "The person next to you is the patient, right?"

Jun Matsueda pushed the wheelchair next to the woman, lifted up Haruka Mochizuki's small feet, and untied the gauze wrapped around them.

The doctor leaned over and took a look. "Hmm... the wound isn't deep, but it's quite large. Try not to get out of bed until it heals. Make sure the sole of your foot isn't squeezed, otherwise it could worsen and become more difficult to treat."

"You've done the debridement and disinfection, right?" The doctor looked up at Jun Matsueda, who nodded.

"It was handled very carefully. There are no particles left inside or outside the wound." Although the woman was praising Matsueda Jun, she was talking to the girl in the wheelchair.

Mochizuki Haruka had a wooden expression on her face, and her right hand was curling around her hair.

The woman wrote down several medicines for internal and external use on the prescription and handed it to Jun Matsueda. Before the two of them left, she couldn't help but ask.

"Are you two a couple?"

Jun Matsueda shook his head.

"Brother and sister?"

Wangyue shook his head.

"Is he accompanied by a friend to see the doctor?" The woman became more curious about them.

Jun Matsueda left a smile, turned around and pushed Haruka Mochizuki in the wheelchair out of the clinic.

In the corridor leading to the elevator, he glanced at the map on the wall and didn't see the psychology department.

He gave up the idea of ​​finding an opportunity to take Mochizuki Haruka to see a psychiatrist during the follow-up visit.

After walking out of the pharmacy outside the hospital, Jun Matsueda put the plastic bag in his hand on the girl's legs and pushed her to the side of the road.

"Do you want to have dinner out or go home?"

Mochizuki Yao looked at the black car parked on the side of the road.

"Then let's go back."

The girl made a slight nasal sound to show her support, and Jun Matsueda pushed her into the car and closed the door.

"I want to sit in the car." Wang Yueyao looked out the window. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the back of her hand resting on the car door a bright yellow.

He picked the girl up and placed her on the car seat. Mochizuki Haruka continued to stare out the window at the rapidly receding buildings beneath the dim sky. A lurking sense of fatigue crept over her eyelids, and the girl fell asleep leaning against Matsueda Jun's shoulder.

The black car was driving more steadily, and the man in black in the driver's seat slowed down. He didn't want to disturb his eldest daughter's hard-earned peaceful sleep.

The car slowly slowed down and stopped in front of the supermarket. Jun Matsueda opened the door silently. He came back from Laiqi Yangshi late today, so he was going to get out of the car to buy groceries.

Mochizuki Haruka opened her eyes quickly and grabbed Matsueda Jun's coat.

"Aren't you sleeping?" Jun Matsueda asked, turning around.

"I woke up suddenly." She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

Jun Matsueda had previously suspected that Mochizuki Haruka was a ninja. Even though she was in poor condition now, it seemed reasonable that she retained some sensing ability.

"I'm going to buy groceries."

The girl shook the wheelchair beside her, indicating that she wanted to go too.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Jun Matsueda was pushing the girl in the vegetable area when a woman pushing a stroller passed by him. The little girl in the stroller blinked at Haruka Mochizuki, as if she had found a kindred spirit.

"Are you burning?" asked Wangyue Yao.

"I'll cook tonight." He put the discounted komatsuna into the girl's arms. "Usually, Kurusu cooks more."

The girl thought for a moment and pointed to a carrot not far away.

When Kurusu Yoshi returned to the downstairs of the apartment building, he happened to see Matsueda Jun pushing Mochizuki Haruka coming from the other side. The girl in the wheelchair was holding a large bag of food and a small bag of medicine in her arms, and the standing lettuce blocked her face.

"Are you raising your daughter or your elderly mother?" Miss Idol looked at the two of them and the wheelchair.

"You're here at the right time. Please carry the ingredients, otherwise I won't be able to carry her up." Even if he was very strong, he only had two hands.

Kurusu Yoshi was walking up the stairs carrying a plastic bag, and Matsueda Jun was walking in front of her holding the girl.

The idol girl looked at the girl in her arms. Mochizuki Haruka, who was originally holding her medicine and looking at Matsueda Jun's face, suddenly turned her head and looked at the ingredients in Kurusu Yoshi's hand.

"That's mine too." The girl said in a low voice, without any awareness that she was a guest.

The light from the corner of the stairs passed by Mochizuki Haruka's face and left a shadow on Kurusu Yoshi's chest.

Kurusu Yoshi put his face close to Mochizuki Haruka's ear.

"Once the room next door is finished, I'll send you back."

Damn that guy!

Chapter 127 Too Smart

In the last history class on Friday, Jun Matsueda looked at the middle-aged man at the podium, and the crows in the tree outside the window looked at him.

These past two days, Jun Matsueda has been feeling like someone else has been usurped.

He woke up from his floor bed in the morning. On the big bed next to him was the peaceful sleeping face of Mochizuki Haruka. Sometimes, when she was far away from Matsueda Jun, the girl would frown in her sleep.

When she came home from school, Mochizuki Haruka would wait by the window for him to appear. From the moment she entered the entrance hall until she went to bed, the girl would always be in the same space with him, with the only exception being in the bathroom and toilet.

Thanks to this, he felt that the time he spent on toilet and shower increased. In order to become a part-time worker, Jun Matsueda never spent a second more on these times.

The man on the stage, in contrast to his usual lethargy and chatter, began to speak at length about the connection between the best-selling phenomenon of "The Crab Cannery Ship" mentioned in the textbook and the neon red wave.

"The Crab Cannery Ship" tells the story of the strike and protest of people engaged in the backward and heavy work of crab fishing. Jun Matsueda remembers this book because of its first sentence.

"Hey, I'm going to hell!"

He reasonably speculated that the history teacher's excitement was due to his empathy for this sentence. It might be that the stocks the man bought fell or the cost of the child's private school increased. In short, it was some tragic factor of this kind.

Jun Matsueda is not in hell, so he can analyze the pain of middle-aged people on the stage so leisurely, although his situation is not very comfortable either.

If Jun Matsueda were to use the same sentence to describe his recent life, he would say this.

"A ghost, a ghost of Mochizukiism, is haunting Room 2, Building 507, Mitakadai Danchi."

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the warriors who were full of fighting spirit turned into salaried workers who punched in and out of work. The man on the podium quickly shut his mouth and walked out of the classroom.

Jun Matsueda put the comprehensive history textbook into the drawer and prepared to leave the classroom.

Tomatsu Yuka stood beside his desk, "Matsueda-san, are you going to the gym?"

He nodded, and the girl continued, "Can I go with you?"

Matsueda Jun looked towards the gymnasium and said, "Aren't you supposed to go to the gymnasium for the wind band training?"

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled and walked out of the classroom with the girl walking beside him.

In fact, since both of them were going to the gym, Jun Matsueda wouldn't find it strange even if the girl went with him without saying anything.

This is what Tomatsu Tomoka did in the past, but now she has become cautious and doesn't want to make mistakes again, so she specifically asked for his permission.

"Matsueda-san seems to be going to the gym very early lately." The girl observed the expression of the boy next to her.

"Yes, because Yamami-senpai wants to see me about something."

"What about the minister?" Tomatsu Tomoka looked at the gymnasium gate thoughtfully.

She usually comes to the gymnasium a little later because it takes some time for the wind band to assemble, and she likes to arrive on time so that she doesn't have to wait.

In this respect, Jun Matsueda is the same as her. He is not responsible for filming, so he usually comes after the basketball team starts training.

However, in the past two days, Tomatsu Tomoka noticed that Jun Matsueda always left the classroom early to go to the gym. She felt uneasy about this, so she went to the gym with Jun Matsueda today.

"So it's because of the Minister?"

"Well, exchanges on competition."

The girl felt a little relieved. The captain was a trustworthy senior. What she feared most was that Matsueda Jun would change his habits for Imokawa Natsumi.

That woman, with her extremely erotic body and reserved personality, was definitely an opponent that should not be underestimated.

Tomatsu Tomoka is a little anxious about her progress now, especially after seeing the photo of Matsueda Jun drunk next to Kurusu Yoyo, and Mochizuki Haruka holding Matsueda Jun's arm in the gym a few days ago.

When will she be able to hold his hand...

Tomatsu Tomoka could only remind herself again and again not to be impatient and learn to be patient.

She still kept the fortune stick. It was not only a way of self-punishment, but also a new love strategy for the girl.

Patience will lead to success. Honesty should be prioritized, and words and actions should be prudent.

It was not long after school, and there were few people in the gymnasium. There was only a dignified girl in the stands.

Yamami Maki first saw Matsueda Jun pushing open the door, her smile was as warm as spring breeze, and then she saw the girl following behind him.

The smile on the Minister's face remained unchanged, but his eyes flickered and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Good afternoon, Matsueda-san and Tomoka. You both came so early today."

She didn't want to show that she was used to Jun Matsueda arriving early.

"Good afternoon, Buchou. I'm free today, so I came here with Matsueda-san."

Tomatsu Tomoka also did not mention that she already knew about the exchange competition between the two.

Both girls felt a little more guilty towards each other.

"Senior Yamami, it's time to discuss today's issues." Jun Matsueda walked over and sat down next to her.

"Oh, okay." Yamami Moki looked a little flustered. She stood up and said, "Well, I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'll go with the minister," said Tomatsu Tomoka.

So Jun Matsueda was the only one left in the empty stands, staring at the gray basketball in the corner of the court.

The girls silently turned on the faucet in front of the sink. As ladies, neither of them chatted in the bathroom. On the way back to the stands, the silence was finally broken.

"Matsueda told me that you should do your best in the captain competition." Tomatsu Tomoka took her senior's arm and rubbed it affectionately.

"So Matsueda-san told you about this." Yamami Maki smiled. She knew that what Matsueda Jun did was very reasonable, but she still inevitably felt a little lost in her heart.

"I'm sorry, Youhua. I was worried you might misunderstand or something."

"It's okay. Matsueda-san is very talented. Those who are capable should do more work." Tomatsu Tomoka was quite relieved about this true lady from a noble family. "Don't be polite, senior sister. Feel free to trouble him."

Hearing the younger generation's tone of asserting sovereignty, Yamami Moki just smiled and nodded.

When she returned to the stands, she left the textbooks where they were and sat on the other side.

There was a seat between the two of them, and Matsueda Jun glanced at her.

"Sorry to have kept Matsueda-san waiting for so long. Let's get started~" The girl tucked her hair behind her ears and looked at the book between them.

Jun Matsueda bent down, picked up the textbook, and explained the paragraph circled by Maki Yamami. Tomoka Tomatsu sat in the distance and chatted with the girls who gathered one after another.

"Matsueda-san, please explain the content here..." Yamami Moki pointed her finger at the part she didn't understand just now.

In order to see the key points in detail, the girl naturally leaned forward, but she soon found that the textbook was moving towards her on its own.

Jun Matsueda held a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. In order to make it easier for Yamami Miki to see, he stretched out his hand holding the book in front of her.

This way the girl's body won't be close to his right arm, and the two of them can maintain a very polite distance.

Yamami Moki raised her head and looked at Matsueda Jun.

"what happened?"