Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The maid will wash her body in the bathtub, while carefully asking her about her menstrual period and private hygiene.

"Jinzhi, come and sleep with me!" Lai Qi Yangshi's willful voice sounded outside the bedroom. The golden little female cat called lazily, jumped from the desk to the bed, and rushed out the door.

Kurusu Yoshi has a good relationship with Mochizuki Haruka's cat, but his relationship with its owner is still not very good.

A few days ago, with the intention of making the child happy and making some money at the same time, she carefully cooked several big meals, all of which were the foods that Mochizuki Haruka liked to eat that she had heard from the maid.

However, the eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family did not appreciate it very much, and even acted as if she could not swallow it, and needed Matsueda Jun to feed her before she could eat it.

Kurusu Yoshi was so angry that he didn't cook for two days, and then completely gave up the idea of ​​helping Matsueda Jun take care of the children.

Turning off the bedroom light and lying down on the hard quilt in the dark, Jun Matsueda looked at the pitch-black ceiling.

During this time, he had figured out the habits of the girl in bed - she would eat by herself when she was in a good mood or in a normal mood, and she would feel safe and sleep more soundly when she was next to him.

If he is in a bad mood, he will be more troublesome. He will not speak, eat or sleep. He will only eat a little when Jun Matsueda half coaxes and half forces him. He has a strong desire to be touched and needs a bedtime story to fall asleep.

"Why has there been banging next door recently?"

He asked Mochizuki Haruka one last question before going to bed, and the girl only answered with four words.

"House renovation."

After waking up the next day, Jun Matsueda went to the bathroom to change into his school uniform. After he finished washing up, he brought breakfast to Haruka Mochizuki's bedside.

"Are you awake every morning when I get up?" After discovering this, he never changed his clothes in the bedroom.

Jun Matsueda covered the girl with the quilt that was lifted aside. Her eyelashes trembled slightly in the dim light coming through the curtains.

Only after the bedroom door was closed again did Mochizuki Yao open her eyes. Of course, it was impossible for her to sleep until noon.

After all, for those who are suffering, even a good night's sleep can be considered a blessing.

The reason why the girl pretended to be asleep was very simple. She just didn't want to be awake and see Jun Matsueda leave.

Mochizuki Yao would rather tell herself that she was dreaming.

Walking past the closed door of 506, there was no knocking sound yet. In the quiet morning, the only sounds were the rustling of leaves and tires rolling across the road.

There were also crows that woke up earlier than Jun Matsueda, sitting on the railing across the street, staring at the garbage in his hand.

"Hey, I don't have anything you can eat here." Jun Matsueda shook the garbage bag in his hand. Today is Tuesday, the day to throw away paper garbage.

I don’t know if it realized that there was no food, or that the human in front of it was not someone to be trifled with, but the crow flapped its wings and flew away.

Pushing my bicycle into the school, the girls entered the school gate very quickly today. Maybe they were a little cold. The weather forecast said that the lowest temperature today would be nine degrees, the first time it would drop to single digits.

There weren't many people in the classroom. When the weather got cold, everyone became lazy. Matsueda Jun had already seen the scene of a group of people entering the classroom at the sound of the bell in winter.

Of course, Tomatsu Tomoka was already sitting in her seat. The girl had changed into black calf socks today. The vertical stripes of the cotton socks undulated along her calves, where the muscles were not obvious, making people unconsciously imagine the feel of cotton and the elastic body temperature wrapped in black.

"Good morning, Matsueda~" Tomatsu Tomoka greeted with a smile, and the gold-rimmed school badge on her calf socks shook.

"Good morning." Jun Matsueda hung his bag on the handle on the side of the table and took out the textbook from the drawer.

You can tell how heavy the students' academic burden is by looking at their drawers.

The drawers of Chinese school desks are tall and deep, and can easily hold more than ten or twenty daily exercise books. In some areas, the desks are even divided into two layers.

Neon's desk drawer is very flat, and there is not much height left after putting a Xinhua Dictionary in it.

There are a few golden-haired girls from Lighthouse among the freshmen this year. They transferred here because they longed for the high school life here. I heard that the desks in their school have no drawers at all.

Jun Matsueda thinks that if he studies education in the future, his graduation thesis might be about the relationship between desks and educational culture in different countries.

Fifteen minutes before the first class, the homeroom teacher, Xiao Minato Shengzi, appeared at the front door of the classroom. She was wearing a teacher's suit and looked cute with a bit of pretending to be serious.

"Matsueda and Tomoka, come to my office."

The two followed her through the corridor. In the classroom, the hot girls were still gathered together, but there was one person missing in the center of the crowd.

Entering the office, Xiaominato Shengzi patted a stack of white forms on the table and said, "This is the career prospective survey form. Please distribute it later and collect it and give it to me before Thursday. The three-way interview will be held on Friday."

When talking about the three-party talks, Tomatsu Tomoka glanced at Matsueda Jun.

"I thought this had to be filled in when I was a third-year student." His expression was very natural.

"Friday's three-way interview will discuss subject selection and further education guidance with you and your parents. The career survey is still very necessary. It's a tradition for Yuqiu to have everyone fill it out every year."

"Also, the school plans to schedule a field trip for first-year students in December. Here are a few possible destinations and itineraries. Please distribute them as well. Collect everyone's interest before this Saturday."

Jun Matsueda held the pile of school trip brochures in his arms and left the questionnaire next to it for Tomatsu Tomoka.

"How have you been doing at school lately, Tomoka? Are you feeling normal?" Kominato Shoko asked finally.

The girl smiled and nodded. "It doesn't matter. I think it's fine now."

Tomatsu Tomoka took some of the instruction booklet, trying to share some of the burden, and the two of them walked through the corridor again.

"After the third semester is over, everyone will start choosing their subjects."

There were more and more people running around in the corridor carrying bags. They walked near the windows, and the dry and cold air from outside seeped in through the cracks in the windows.

"Teacher Kominato didn't mention it, but the classes will probably be re-divided by then." Jun Matsueda had already researched these things before enrolling.

"Ms. Matsueda, have you decided on your major?" The girl tucked her hair.

"I should choose liberal arts." Jun Matsueda did not hesitate. Only liberal arts can fully utilize his advantages.

"It doesn't seem surprising." Tomatsu Tomoka smiled.

"If we're split up into different classes, I might have to say goodbye to everyone I'm familiar with. When I think about that, my anticipation for the school trip has vanished."

"Sooner or later there will be a day when we will all graduate."

The two stopped talking, passed by the students who were rushing into the classroom, and returned to the classroom as the bell rang.

Tomatsu Tomoka looked at the career survey form in the drawer. To her, studying liberal arts or science made no difference.

In fact, even if you choose liberal arts, you may not be assigned to the same class with him.

But, for the next two years, I can still see his profile when I look up, and I can still sit in his seat and talk to others.

I can also dress myself up carefully before going out every day with the expectation of being discovered by him.

The girl must hold on to this little possibility.

She didn't want to be just a small piece of the memory of high school that Jun Matsueda recalled.

Chapter 135: Hokkaido, the popular choice

After two math classes ended, Jun Matsueda walked up to the podium after the bell rang, and the students who were about to leave the classroom stopped.

"A three-way meeting will be held this Friday."

There were disappointed voices from under the podium. After all, no student would like to have parents and teachers meet.

“So Friday only requires half a day of classes.”

The cheers drowned out the previous disappointment. For students, nothing could be more joyful than not having to attend classes.

"Because there will be a three-way interview, everyone should fill out the career prospects questionnaire and return it to me by Thursday."

Tomatsu Tomoka stood up and began distributing questionnaires, and everyone's faces became expressionless again.

"The school trip is tentatively scheduled for December. We'll hand out the instructions to everyone after geography class. We'll collect interest tomorrow at noon."

Excited discussions immediately broke out, and some people could no longer sit still and started jumping around like monkeys.

"Everyone remember to fill out the career survey form in time." Jun Matsueda walked down from the podium, leaving behind these words that no one cared about.

The girl had finished distributing the questionnaires and returned to her seats. Everyone gathered around Tomatsu Tomoka and Matsueda Jun, wanting to get a sneak peek at the instruction booklet.

"The bell has rung, but the students are not in their seats. Do you want to give the teacher a surprise?" The geography teacher walked into the classroom and asked in surprise. He was a funny young man.

"Teacher, we are going on a school trip in December!" the girl in the front row said boldly, and the discussion that had just stopped started again.

"A school trip. I went with them during my first year as homeroom teacher. We went to Nagasaki, didn't we? I still miss it."

"I haven't been there for a long time since I'm no longer the class teacher. Why don't I go with your class this year?" The man showed a handsome smile. He was considered a handsome man.

"Forget it, teacher. Instead of looking for you, we might as well go to Mr. Guangnei." The girls retorted him bluntly, and the boys also agreed.

Music teacher Hirouchi Aya is a beautiful older sister and of course more likable.

The man turned on his computer and lowered his head. "I'm obviously very popular in other classes, why am I so disliked in your class?"

He flipped the textbook over to today's lesson and said, "No matter how I think about it, it's all Matsueda-san's fault!"

This makes sense. In terms of handsomeness, he is certainly not as good a fighter as Jun Matsueda.

The culprit pretended not to hear anything and opened the biology textbook on the table.

The teacher finally began the lecture: "When talking about Japan's December, Hokkaido is definitely a must-mention. Last class we talked about the Soya Strait in Hokkaido..."

Fortunately, the geography teacher's lectures were quite interesting. If it were the talkative history teacher, everyone in the class would probably be passing notes and chatting about the school trip.

After class, the crowd gathered around Tomatsu Tomoka and Matsueda Jun again. They placed the instruction manuals on the table for them to take.

"Hokkaido is indeed a thing!"

"And Kyoto and Kagoshima."

"Why is there Kanagawa? It's so close to Tokyo!"

On the way to physical education class, the students in Class 2 had already reached an agreement to exclude Kanagawa first.

The class was arranged for jogging and free activities. Boys and girls from four classes were mixed together on the track in the playground.

The girls were walking slowly on the track in their sports jackets. Matsueda Jun and Sakamuro Ken, who had taken off their jackets, had already lapped them twice.

After running four laps, Matsueda Jun stood outside the playground. Imokawa Natsumi staggered over and finally stopped in front of him, holding his chest and gasping for breath.

"I thought you would be in good physical condition since you hold the camera so often." He looked at the girl with a flushed face.

"Running...is very tiring..." The girl's chest rose and fell under the cover of her coat. Matsueda Jun went to the vending machine beside the playground and bought two bottles of Pocari Sweat.

"Don't drink too quickly." He handed one of the bottles to the girl who was leaning on her knees.

Natsumi Imokawa reached out to take it, but after trying for a long time she couldn't unscrew it, and her face turned even redder.

Jun Matsueda took it back again, and the small "click" sound was drowned out by the girl's breathing.

Feeling hot all over, Natsumi Imokawa unzipped her jacket. The collar of her sports short-sleeved shirt was soaked with sweat, revealing her plump flesh.

A drop of water condensed on the bottle flowed down her knuckles and over the inside of her forearm, and the tiny hairs sparkled under the sky.

The girl followed Jun Matsueda to the baseball field where the second-year girls were playing.

The two sat down on the grass nearby and watched the girl swinging the bat not far away.

"My aunt told me that you quit your job at the nightclub." Natsumi Imokawa's breathing became steady. She bent her knees, revealing her white and tender thighs under her sportswear shorts.

"It was over a week ago. My schedule wasn't stable, so I resigned from Aoyuan's president."

The reason for the unstable schedule is that there is a new stubborn person in the house.

"Oh, oh." The girl didn't know what else to say. She looked at the batter walking onto the field, at a loss.

The girls on the sidelines applauded at the crisp sound of the ball hitting the target.

"I'm already using the bookmark that Yuchuan gave me last time. It's pretty good."

"As long as you like it!" There was a little more joy in the girl's eyes.

"We're going on a school trip in December. Has your class been notified?" asked Jun Matsueda. He noticed Natsumi Imokawa's desire to chat.

"Our class talked about it in the first class this morning." She nodded.

"If it's Imokawa, you'd probably want to go to Hokkaido, right?"

The girl nodded even more vigorously, her chin hitting her knees. "I think the snow in Hokkaido will look great in photos."

"Are the first-years going on the school trip?" A soft voice sounded above my head.

The two looked up and saw the smiling face of Yamami Maki. She was also sitting on the grass, with Imokawa Natsumi between her and Matsueda Jun.

"It was December. When was Yamami-senpai's school trip last year?"

Jun Matsueda had already seen his senior among the girls playing baseball. He thought she would not come over, after all, she might be seen by Tomatsu Touka.

"We went to Okinawa in July last year. The beach was beautiful." Yamami Matsukio was wearing white baseball pants with the legs wrapped in black sports socks, making her legs look particularly slender.

The senior had previously made it to the tennis finals, and now she was wearing professional baseball gear. Could she actually be a sports girl? Matsueda Jun subconsciously speculated.

Hearing Yamami Maki's answer, Imokawa Natsumi's eyes lit up again, "The beach is nice too!"

At the beach, you can take nude photos. The girl's eyes are looking all over Jun Matsueda's body.