Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"...It's nothing, Matsueda-san, please continue."

Yamami Maki didn't say anything extra, but Matsueda Jun had already guessed her intention to avoid suspicion.

Yamami Moki has always wanted to become a smarter and better person.

But she suddenly felt that being too smart was not a good thing.

Chapter 128: The Girl is Trying Her Best

"So the template for gene transcription in eukaryotic cells is chromatin rather than naked DNA."

Jun Matsueda took a pen and drew a circle next to the transcription diagram of chromatin.

Yamami Moki nodded seriously, and the girls surrounding the two of them looked at them blankly, with clear stupidity in their eyes.

"I don't understand what Matsueda-san is saying to the captain..."

"What are you doing here if you don't understand?" Yamami Maki closed the textbook. It was already time to gather. "Thank you, Matsueda-san."

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "Senpai Yamami's questions are very detailed and have helped me think through many blind spots. You don't need to be so polite."

You're welcome? She watched Matsueda Jun walk off the stage.

The way they addressed each other remained the same: Matsueda-san and Yamami-senpai.

Jun Matsueda walked to the edge of the basketball court. Natsumi Imokawa brought a tripod today. She set up the camera at the edge of the court and returned to the bench.

"Pine branches," the girl stammered.

"Do you need me for something?" He sat down next to Natsumi Imokawa.

"No, I just wanted to say hello to you."

Natsumi Imokawa is terrible at saying hello, and generally plays the role of waiting in a corner for someone to talk to her. For her, starting a conversation and attracting attention is no different from shouting "I'm a terrorist" on the street.

But after careful consideration, the girl felt that she would not be able to attract Jun Matsueda either as a director or as a friend.

Not to mention asking him to be an exclusive model or actor.

So she has to work harder to get Jun Matsueda to recognize her, that's what Natsumi Imokawa planned.

"Have you ever greeted me before?" Matsueda Jun was a little surprised.

The girl sat on the bench, shaking her head, her upper body swaying slightly, and her cheeks turned red for the first time in a long time.

"If you're not used to it, it's okay if you don't say hello."

"Oh, oh..." The girl's desire to change her mind died down again.

During the halftime break, looking at the cheerleaders coming on stage with their safety pants swaying under their skirts, Natsumi Imokawa suddenly said.

"My parents are quite interested in you."

Matsueda Jun turned to look at her, "Hmm?"

The girls raised their legs high and danced with the bouquets in their hands, but the charm of their performance could never surpass the shyness on the face of the girl on the sidelines.

"That's right. They often look at the things I shoot. They saw the ones I shot at Meiji Jingu Shrine last time."

"Then they asked me if I made any new friends." The girl raised her head and looked at him for his opinion.

Are we friends?

"So they're interested in your new friend?"

Natsumi Imokawa nodded. Matsueda Jun did not deny the fact that he had a new friend, and the girl was secretly happy.

Being recognized as a friend is a big victory for her.

Jun Matsueda breathed a sigh of relief. Although Natsumi Imokawa couldn't say hello, he was surprised when he said "Mom and Dad are interested in you" very fluently.

"Dad said that if you're interested, you could consider being his leading man. You'll definitely make a lot of money."

"...Thank uncle for me." Jun Matsueda was not sure whether hearing such words from a former action film director could be considered a compliment.

"And the leaf that fell on my chest at Meiji Shrine has been made into a bookmark."

Natsumi Imokawa remembered something and took out the lucky nan leaf from the chest pocket of his coat. The leaf was translucent emerald green, with clear veins and lines on the leaves.

The only flaw is that the whole leaf is slightly bent. Matsueda Jun thinks that this is not the leaf's fault, because the girl's proud curves cannot be covered by the school uniform jacket, and it is normal that it cannot withstand the pressure when placed in the chest pocket.

"Oh, there's more!" The girl took out another thing from the pocket of her coat.

"This is a ginkgo bookmark for Matsuji. It's made from leaves I picked up on Namiki Avenue earlier."

The ginkgo trees are a very even yellow, enclosed in a white shell similar to a Polaroid photo, like fragments of autumn captured.

"For me?" he asked the girl for confirmation.

Natsumi Imokawa nodded. "Tokyo's most beautiful autumn can't just remain in my memories. I have photos and videos, but nothing about pine branches. This won't do!"

“So this bookmark is for you.”

The girl liked the golden streets at sunset that day, and she hoped that Jun Matsueda would not forget it.

"Thank you." He looked at the ginkgo leaves in his hand.

After the training, Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu returned to the classroom together and walked towards the school gate together.

"Matsueda-san." The girl held her bag in front of her. "I've been working on what you told me about 'caring'."

"Although the results are not ideal, I will not give up easily."

There was a woman standing at the school gate. Matsueda Jun remembered that it was Tomatsu Tomoka's mother.

Before, it was always the girl waiting for her mother’s car at the school gate, but today it was a woman waiting for her daughter at the school gate.

Tomatsu Tomoka waved goodbye to him and walked to her mother. The woman looked at Matsueda Jun with a complicated look.

"See you tomorrow, Matsueda-san."

The two of them turned their backs to Jun Matsueda, and the woman took the bag from the girl.

"Is there anything you want to eat tonight, Youhua? Mommy will buy it for you."

The girl's sigh drifted away with the fallen leaves blown by the wind. "Mom, at least change the question next time..."

Jun Matsueda took out a ginkgo leaf from his pocket and placed it in front of his eyes. The sunlight on the horizon penetrated the leaves, and he could see two blurry shadows walking away.

Standing in the corridor of the apartment building, Jun Matsueda put the bookmark back into his pocket and opened the door of Room 507. The first person he saw was Haruka Mochizuki in the bedroom. The girl was lying at the end of the bed, sticking her head out to look at him.

"Are you back?" The lights in the living room were on. Today was Friday, and Lai Qi Yangshi got off work early and was already lying on the sofa watching TV.

"I'm back." Jun Matsueda changed his shoes, put his schoolbag back in the bedroom, and then carried Haruka Mochizuki from the bed to the dining table.

"Who will cook today?" He poured himself a glass of water and asked the girl on the sofa.

"Okay, okay, I'll go home early because I have a fever." Lai Qi Yang Shi got up from the sofa.

"Are you still eating and daydreaming today?" Matsueda Jun asked the girl at the table again.

Mochizuki Haruka nodded, took his glass, and drank the rest of the water in one gulp.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you become a fool if you continue like this..."

Jun Matsueda came back from the bathroom, gauze and medicine in his hands. He pulled out a chair and sat down, and the girl consciously put her feet on the boy's legs.

Jun Matsueda pulled the girl's nightgown down to cover her white thighs, and he untied the gauze on her feet.

"It's starting to scab over," he said to the girl.

Following the doctor's instructions, Jun Matsueda unscrewed the cap of the ointment and applied it to Haruka Mochizuki. This external ointment can accelerate wound healing and reduce scars.

After the ointment was applied, the sound of the range hood was heard in the kitchen.

We are having soup udon tonight. There are three large bowls on the table. It's still the same old seats. Kurusu Yoshi is watching TV, and Mochizuki Haruka is sitting next to Matsueda Jun.

"In the afternoon, the uncle in the suit told me that the renovation next door has been completed." Kurusu Yoshi suddenly said.

The two men stopped eating noodles and looked up at the owner of room 506 next door.

Mochizuki Haruka was still sucking on her udon, as if she didn't hear anything.

Chapter 129 The Best Owner

The last piece of udon noodle at the bottom of the bowl, soaked in soup, was sucked into Mochizuki Haruka's mouth.

The girl looked up and saw Matsueda Jun washing dishes in the kitchen, while Kurusu Yoshi went out for a jog.

"Have you finished eating?" Jun Matsueda walked over wearing an apron and picked up the bowl in front of her.

A few minutes later, the sound of running water stopped, and he walked out of the kitchen and sat in front of Mochizuki Haruka.

"Your house is renovated."

The girl lowered her eyes and looked at the table, as if there was another bowl of unfinished udon there.

Jun Matsueda stretched out his hand and waved in front of her, and Haruka Mochizuki turned to the other side and started watching TV.

"There's no point in playing dumb."

"I'll go if you go," the girl said with her back to him.

It makes no difference to Jun Matsueda whether he lives in 506 or 507. What matters is that he has to change Mochizuki Haruka's current situation.

"I won't move there. There's no need for me to do that."

The girl turned around again and said, "My foot isn't healed yet." She lifted her foot and shook it.

"The head maid will take care of you. If you want to come to our place, you can ask her to take you over."

Mochizuki Haruka lay on the table and looked at him pitifully, "My feet hurt."

"Why haven't I seen you shout before?" Matsueda Jun rolled his eyes at her.

"It hurts to leave you." The girl's eyes became blurry with tears. "It hurts so much..."

"You can't live with me forever, right?"

Mochizuki Yao blinked. Why not?

"I want to sleep in my own bed, not on the floor," he said unhappily.

"I'll sleep on the floor." The girl said without hesitation.

"That won't work either. That's not the problem." Matsueda Jun went to the kitchen, got out a rag, and wiped the table clean. "I need my own space."

"Don't leave me..." Mochizuki Haruka grabbed his hand, tears dripping onto the table.

She had heard similar words in the simulation that had turned into a nightmare.

Plop, plop, all that was left was the sound of tears falling and shattering on the dining table.

The girl's mood collapsed very suddenly. Matsueda Jun sighed. Only four days had passed since "Judgment Day", and Mochizuki Haruka was still in a very fragile state.

So, never make promises with others casually.

"Let's wait until your foot is healed first."

Mochizuki Haruka looked up at him, and the girl's expression reminded Jun Matsueda of the rag doll on the trash can on the side of the road.

"Really?"

He nodded helplessly.

The girl climbed onto the dining table, hugged Jun Matsueda's waist with both hands, and rubbed her face against his thighs.

Jun Matsueda pulled her hand away and left the dining table. Haruka Mochizuki lay on the table and looked at him.

Jun Matsueda suddenly felt like he had raised a disabled cat. Only after it lost the ability to jump up and down did it realize how important its owner was.

He threw the girl back onto the bed, sat down at the desk by the window, opened the textbook, and looked over the questions that Yamamiya Moki had asked during the day.

Mochizuki Yao was lying on the bed, with the tears from the corners of her eyes still etched in her eyes. She just stared blankly at the ceiling, occasionally turning her head to glance at Matsueda Jun standing by the window.

The sound of a door opening was heard from the living room. Kurusu Yoshi hummed a song, changed his shoes, and walked into Matsueda Jun's bedroom.

She glanced at the girl lying on the bed like a corpse. "How is it? When are they going to move? It's not impossible for me to help her move some things."

Mochizuki Haruka didn't interfere much with Laiqi Yangshi's life, but the way she kept sticking to Matsueda Jun made the girl unhappy.

"Let's wait until her foot heals." Matsueda Jun didn't look back.

"Ah? Why?" Lai Qi Yang Shi walked to the desk and asked him.

"Ask her." Jun Matsueda pointed at the peaceful girl lying on the bed.

Kurusu Yoshi walked to the bedside, ready to question the girl. However, looking at the tears in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes and her empty gaze, she felt that she could no longer vent her anger.