Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Her memories of quarrels were all related to Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu.

"The little prince and I had an argument about the flowers, and he turned pale with anger."

"'For millions of years flowers have had thorns, just as for millions of years sheep have eaten flowers. Isn't it important to know why flowers have these useless thorns? Isn't it important to know that there are wars between sheep and flowers? Isn't it important to know that a flower—the only flower in the world, which grows only on my little planet and nowhere else—was destroyed one morning by a little sheep without any reason?"

Although it was an angry question, Matsueda Jun's tone was very light because Mochizuki Haruka's breathing became more and more stable.

His face gradually turned red, and he continued:

“If someone loves a unique flower blooming in the vast sea of ​​stars, then when he looks up at the stars, he will be satisfied.”

"He would tell himself, 'My beloved flower is there, on that distant star.' But if the sheep ate the flower, then all the starlight would dim for him in an instant! And you think that doesn't matter!"

"He suddenly broke down in tears and couldn't continue."

Jun Matsueda didn't say anything else because the girl on the bed had fallen asleep. He closed the balcony window and returned to his room.

Wang Yueyao had a dream. In the dream, she turned into a seed, sleeping in the dark and warm soil. Someone was talking in her ear, and the words turned into dew and nutrients, nourishing her to break out of the soil.

When her flower bud finally opened, the gentle voice in her ear disappeared.

The girl woke up in tears in an empty room.

Jun Matsueda was sitting at the dining table eating fried eggs and toast, while Haruka Mochizuki, wearing a black lace nightgown, hurried in from the balcony.

He took a sip of milk in surprise. This was the first time he saw Mochizuki Haruka sober before going out in the morning.

"What happened last night, did they reconcile?" she asked hesitantly.

Matsueda Jun nodded while chewing toast, and the girl felt a little relieved. She sat down at the dining table and stared at the glass of milk in a daze.

After finishing breakfast, Jun Matsueda brought out another portion from the kitchen and placed it in front of the girl.

He closed the security door and went downstairs to get his car. Although his sleep was interrupted last night, it was of good quality.

On the way to school, Jun Matsueda was resisting the cold wind that tried to blow his eyes red while recalling the story of the Little Prince.

Of course they would reconcile. If they hadn't reconciled, there would not have been an unforgettable separation.

Chapter 139 Tree Girl

The school trip is scheduled for early December.

It's less than two weeks before departure, and these days, Jun Matsueda can hear people around him talking about Hokkaido in the cafeteria, in the corridor, and at the sink in the toilet.

The snow in Hokkaido, the bare-legged JK in Hokkaido, and the sea tram in Hokkaido.

While the boys were discussing what to do on the road, Sushan was already fantasizing about meeting a girl wearing a white scarf in the heavy snow in northern Neon.

The girls were discussing what to wear to keep warm and look good. In the corner of the classroom, they secretly decided to wear manicures and jewelry together so that the accompanying teacher would not check so strictly.

Even though the results of the Chinese language test in the afternoon were dismal, it did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm. The "extraordinary" things that were right before their eyes had occupied everything.

In the gymnasium after school, Jun Matsueda looked at the empty stands and said, "The wind band didn't come today."

"A nearby special school has invited us to perform today, so practice has been cancelled." The soft voice behind me sounded heavier than usual.

He turned around and looked at the girl in front of him. The oboe she usually held in her hand was not there today.

"Does Yamami-senpai have a cold?"

Yamami Maki nodded, "I have a little cough, I am sorry to have caused everyone to worry."

"Perhaps it would be better for you to go back and rest early, Senior."

The girl smiled and waved her hand. "It's nothing serious, just a scratchy throat. Besides, I can't fall behind in studying for the competition."

"Senior is really serious..." Jun Matsueda was a little helpless. In terms of diligence, he might not be as good as her.

"Because Shin-chan knows that I'm also going to participate in the biology competition." Yamami Maki blushed a little when she mentioned the genius girl from Ochanomizu, "I don't want to lose to her, otherwise she'll laugh at me again.

Matsueda Jun opened the textbook she brought with her and asked, "How did Kuroba Shin know this?"

"My mom told me that the last time we went to her house." Yamami Maki also sat down on the bench, a little distance between them. "I was doing a project on genetics and evolution a while ago..."

After the basketball team and cheerleading team gradually arrived, the two stopped talking about the competition and instead looked at the young and energetic bodies in the venue.

"It seems like you've decided on the location for your school trip?"

"Yes, Hokkaido." Jun Matsueda helplessly found that he mentioned Hokkaido more often.

"Hokkaido in winter is really nice. I went there during the first month of the lunar year."

The two chatted about crab pot, and after Imokawa Natsumi set up the camera, Yamami Moki tactfully said goodbye.

The girl only coughed twice before she left. Her voice was really nice, and even her cough did not make people feel awkward or out of control. Instead, she had the beauty of Xishi Daiyu.

Jun Matsueda looked at her back. There are three things that people cannot hide: cough, poverty and love.

Natsumi Imokawa took over Yamami Maki's seat and sat next to Matsueda Jun. She sat a little closer than her senior.

She rubbed her hands together, as if she wanted to say something.

"Hokkaido?" Jun Matsueda asked tentatively, although he didn't want to hear this answer.

"Hokkaido!" The girl nodded.

"Why can't everyone avoid this topic..." In front of Natsumi Imokawa, Jun Matsueda can complain at will.

"I'm sorry, my topic is off topic. I'm very sorry." The girl immediately bowed her head and apologized.

"That's not what I meant. Just say what you want to say."

Jun Matsueda suddenly felt angry at those guys who were chatting loudly. It was because of the talk of those passers-by that he lost interest in the topic of Natsumi Imokawa. No matter how he thought about it, it was their fault.

"Well, Mom and Dad want me to take more photos when the time comes." Her hometown is in the south, and the whole family is very curious about Hokkaido.

"That's great, then take more pictures. Remember to bring more batteries." Jun Matsueda never hesitates to give verbal encouragement to Natsumi Imokawa.

"Well, they also said they wanted to see more of my new friend." The girl recalled her mother's smile at the dinner table after she heard the news that Jun Matsueda had won the award.

"We'll talk about it later. Even though we're all in the same grade, we don't necessarily get to meet each other, right?"

"That's right..." Natsumi Imokawa lowered her head and stared at the wooden floor between her legs.

"There should be some free time. Let's see if we can meet up."

"Really?" The girl raised her head quickly, and the light in her eyes appeared again.

"I'm not a teacher, I can't guarantee that. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Despite saying this, Natsumi Imokawa kept nodding her head. That's just how she is. A little bit of hope can make her very happy.

On the second day of training, the girls of the wind band returned, but Jun Matsueda did not see the captain.

Tomatsu Tomoka came to the bench and said, "The director asked me to tell Matsueda-san that she's taking a day off today. I'm very sorry."

Did yesterday's cold get worse? Matsueda Jun took out his phone, and the chat box between him and Yamami Moki was stuck on the previous voice call, which was made when Tomatsu Yuka was bullied.

The two of them didn't actually have much contact. He thought about it, put his phone back in his pocket, and didn't send a message to the senior.

This may be what is meant by a sense of proportion.

Before leaving school, Jun Matsueda stuffed a few more textbooks into his bag. Tomorrow is Saturday, which is also Neon's "Labor Appreciation Day", so there are no classes.

Although it's "Hard Work Appreciation Day," it's actually the laziest day for everyone. Jun Matsueda had planned to look for a new part-time job, but no one wanted to interview on that day, so he ended up staying home with his roommate and next-door neighbor.

"I didn't feel that way when there were only two of us, but now that there are three of us, I feel like this sofa is a bit crowded."

Kurusu Yoshi, who was lying on the sofa and took up half the space, spoke shamelessly, glancing at the girl beside him.

Mochizuki Haruka ignored her. The girl tried to get Matsueda Jun to use his lap as a pillow for her, but a golden cat was perched on his thigh, motionless.

The girl decided to reduce the cat's cat food starting tomorrow.

By Sunday, all kinds of shops resumed business, and Jun Matsueda got what he wanted and went out to look for a new job.

As the year draws to a close, the demand for part-time jobs has decreased a lot, but Jun Matsueda still maintains a 100% interview success rate and walks out of the last store in the morning.

"What should I eat for lunch..." He walked on the unfamiliar street, looking for his target.

The girl standing at the intersection came into his sight. Yamamiya Matsukori was still dressed in forest style, with a light green plaid long skirt and a dark cardigan, and a white velvet scarf around her neck.

She turned around and caught Matsueda Jun's eye. A surprised smile crossed her eyes, and the girl stood still, waving at him from across the street.

Like a tree coming from the forest to the city, it blooms calmly with a quiet fragrance.

Jun Matsueda thought of the haiku on his Chinese language test report card.

Three days have passed since we last saw the world filled with cherry blossoms.

Chapter 140 They Can't Refuse

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl standing at the traffic light. After the green light came on, he walked towards Yamami Maki.

"Is Yamami-senpai's cold healed?"

She shook her head. "It's much better, but I still have a cough."

The girl tugged at the scarf around her neck, perhaps because she was afraid of the cold, or perhaps because she wanted to adjust it to a better-looking position.

"Then you should pay more attention to rest. The weather has been so cold recently. Last time at the gym, I advised you to go back early."

Perhaps because he had been with Haruka Mochizuki for a long time, Jun Matsueda unconsciously started taking care of the child.

Yamami Maki smiled with her lips pursed. She had seen the glimpse of the person in front of her several times by the window of the cafe, but today was the first time she came into contact with the real Jun Matsueda.

Of course, training sessions for the wind orchestra are not included.

"I'm wearing three layers, plus a scarf." She pulled her knitted cardigan down below her shoulders, revealing a sleeveless maxi dress and a white French-style blouse underneath.

"Besides, I didn't want to go out today. My mother had a party and insisted on taking me with her even though I clearly said I wanted to study at home." The senior student pouted slightly to express her dissatisfaction with her mother.

The two stood at the intersection of Setagaya, which is also a long-established wealthy area in Tokyo, and many famous actors have their homes here.

"Senior, you'd better take care of your health. After all, you haven't recovered from your cold yet." Matsueda Jun let her go for the time being.

"What a coincidence to meet Matsueda-san here." Yamami Moki knew that his home was not here.

"I'm here looking for a part-time job and I'm thinking about how to solve the problem of lunch."

"Part-time job. I'm a little curious about what Matsueda-san's job is like."

The girl did not feel that there was a tragically thick barrier between them. She knew that many of her friends were working, and people like her were actually a minority.

"Soft-boiled egg and soy sauce rice balls, 280 yen after tax, thank you for your patronage~" Jun Matsueda explained the situation on the spot with a standard smile.

A girl's sweet laughter rang out at the deserted intersection, and the red lights in the hearts of passers-by turned green.

"I'm going to have lunch too. Would you like to join me, Matsueda-san?"

When the green traffic light at the intersection turned red again, Yamami Moki invited her and tightened her dark green cardigan.

"Isn't Senior Yamami going to a party?" Jun Matsueda looked around at the intersection and didn't find any store that looked safe.

"Actually, we had a party this morning. The aunts were getting ready to have lunch, so I sneaked out." The girl stuck out her tongue, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Where are you going, senior? I don't want to eat anything too expensive." Jun Matsueda was afraid that he could avoid the wallet assassin on the roadside, but he couldn't avoid her in front of him.

"Don't worry, come with me." Yamami Moki blinked.

"Does Matsueda-san have any dietary restrictions?"

The two walked on the road. Yamamiya Maki's steps were not big, and the hem of her plaid skirt swayed gently, like the wind blowing through the branches on the roadside.

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "I was taught not to be picky about food since I was a child."

"That's good~"

The girl took him to the residential area of ​​Komazawa and turned into an alley.

There was a white sign on the wall by the roadside, with the word "Kappa" written on it in a simple way.

After entering the small shop, Yamami Maki sat down at the wooden table at the back, and Matsueda Jun sat opposite her.

Without any ordering process, the middle-aged man standing in the semi-open kitchen quickly brought two bowls of beef stew and two small plates of cucumbers.

"Xiaomo is here again." The man stood by the wooden table and gave the girl a nearly imperceptible smile. "A small bowl of rice?"

Yamami Moji nodded obediently, "Hello uncle, it's still a small bowl of rice."

"Where is your friend?" the man looked at Matsueda Jun.

"Matsueda-san is a boy, so he probably eats a lot, right? But uncle's shop always has more rice than other places, so I recommend the medium bowl."

Yamami Maki and the middle-aged man looked at the boy in front of them, while Matsueda Jun was observing the large bowl of ogani in front of him. "I'll listen to what Yamami-senpai says."

The man nodded with satisfaction and brought two bowls of rice, one large and one small.