Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the girl standing in front of her.

Tomatsu Tomoka may not be recognized as the most beautiful girl in Haneda High School, but when talking about the girls in Haneda High School, people always think of her because of her white dress, her black hair, and the consistent soft smile on her face.

She always smiled, smiled when she gave a speech on stage, smiled when she refused to confess, and smiled when she warned the seniors in the wind band.

When people see her smile, they will have a preconceived good impression of her, because someone with such a beautiful smile cannot be a bad person.

This is the first time that the girl has shown such a cold expression in front of others, making people wonder if she has become a snow girl because she came to Hokkaido.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Mochizuki Haruka's tone was as innocent as an animal.

"Of course it matters. You're bothering the person I like, and I don't want to see him being entangled by a woman with a bad personality like you."

At the table next to them, the sounds of eating and talking became quieter. Although the crab meat dish was delicious, it was not as delicious as the emotional entanglement between JK.

"Besides, after my confession failed, who was it that came to me and took advantage of me?"

"Now that I see you in this useless state, I also want to have some fun~"

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled again. The girl didn't hold grudges much, but she would occasionally want to return a favor.

"Then just laugh at me as much as you want." Mochizuki Haruka was unmoved. She turned around and stopped looking at Tomatsu Tomoka, looking at the tram outside the window.

"You can laugh all you want, but don't sit in Songzhi's seat. He still has to feed me."

The smile on Tomatsu Tomoka's face not only disappeared, but her expression became even colder than before, "You really are a complete waste."

She returned to her seat, smashed the crab shell into pieces with the sharp jealousy and anger in her heart, and then digested the crab meat in her stomach with burning regret and desire.

After a while, Tomatsu Tomoka suddenly said, "Mochizuki-san said before that you didn't like Matsueda Jun, but just because he was useful to you, right?"

"No wonder you can cling to him with such a clear conscience. I used to think you were just being stubborn, but it turns out you've been planning to take advantage of Matsueda-san's value for a long time now."

Mochizuki Haruka suddenly stood up from her seat, and Tomatsu Tomoka sat up straight, ready to meet her counterattack.

However, the girl just walked past her and left the table.

Tomatsu Tomoka stood there for a while before realizing that was the direction Matsueda Jun left.

When Jun Matsueda walked out of the bathroom and saw Haruka Mochizuki standing guard at the door, he was stunned.

"Are you here to use the restroom?"

The girl shook her head. "That guy keeps asking questions. It's so annoying."

Tomatsu Tomoka was watching the two people in front of the bathroom in the corner. She was worried that Mochizuki Haruka would say bad things about her to Matsueda Jun, so she followed them.

When the two returned to the dining table, Tomatsu Tomoka had already sat back down.

"Someone vomited all over the bathroom floor and it took the cleaners a while to clean it up."

Watching Haruka Mochizuki pick up the chopsticks by herself, Jun Matsueda nodded. He didn't intend to ask what happened between the girls. Haruka Mochizuki was indifferent to the outside world now. If Tomoka Tomatsu could really stimulate her, it might be a good thing.

After finishing the delicious crab pot, it was still early, so Matsueda Jun planned to continue shopping, while Mochizuki Haruka just wanted to go back to the hotel. The girl got into the black car alone, and the familiar man in a suit was still in the driver's seat.

Tomatsu Tomoka naturally chose to visit Sapporo with Matsueda Jun. She mentioned a few places and asked, "Is there anywhere you'd like to go, Matsueda-san?"

He looked at the tram parked on the side of the road and thought for a moment. The girl on the tram looked at him with wide eyes, "Sapporo TV Tower?"

Let’s occupy the surrounding high ground first.

It is now 7:30 in the evening. The skylight has long disappeared, and only the artificial light of the city remains on the ground. Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu are walking on the way to Shin-Sapporo Station, preparing to take the subway.

This place is not far from their hotel and belongs to the Atsubetsu district. It is considered a suburb of Sapporo on the map, but it is very close to the pioneer village on tomorrow's itinerary.

There was still light snow falling from the sky. I heard from the locals on the roadside that the snow came very quickly this year. In the past, at this time of year, there was only a thin layer of snow.

"The weather is getting more and more extreme." Tomatsu Tomoka whispered under the umbrella.

Jun Matsueda nodded. The umbrella was his, and now they were sharing it. He brought a shoulder bag with him when he came out.

The two did not take the main road. There was a lot of snow on the small path, and it made a "crunching" sound when their shoes stepped on it.

"This is the sound of Hokkaido." The girl stomped her feet with a smile, and the snowflakes on the ends of her hair trembled slightly.

The subway in Sapporo is no different from that in Tokyo, with the same low guardrails that make people want to jump.

Half an hour later, they walked out of Odori Station and saw the long and narrow Odori Park, the venue for the annual Sapporo Snow Festival, and the Sapporo TV Tower on their right.

The two stood in the green space in the middle of the park, looking up at the iron tower in front of them. The tower was lit with white lights, and the lights on the waist showed the time, 20:27.

“It feels a bit like a smaller version of Tokyo Tower.”

"You can't say that. The locals will be unhappy if they hear it." Tomatsu Tomoka stopped him with a smile, although the girl thought the same.

The snow had stopped. Jun Matsueda put away his umbrella and walked towards the towering iron tower. Tomoka Tomatsu followed behind him, sealing the time they had just shared an umbrella in the snow of their memories.

There were only the two of them in the rising glass elevator. As it gradually rose to mid-air, the uneasiness in Tomatsu Tomoka's heart began to fall and accumulate.

Only after leaving school, leaving the city, leaving the crowd, and separating from all the surroundings, the girl could clearly feel the gap between her and Matsueda Jun, just like the silent air at this moment, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

After you step out of the elevator, you can see the whole picture of Datong Park. The long street made of white snow in the middle emits a bright light, and on both sides are glittering neon lights.

"Matsueda-san, I'm sorry." Tomatsu Tomoka suddenly said.

"Why do you want to apologize?" Matsueda Jun turned and looked at her.

"I shouldn't have provoked Mochizuki Haruka. No matter what the relationship between Matsueda-san and her is, it's not my place to make decisions."

Only when she actually said this sentence could Tomatsu Tomoka feel the bitterness in her heart, which was like a surging sea, enough to collapse the iron tower she was on and drown the snow and pedestrians.

"It doesn't matter. If it can give her some stimulation, it will be a good thing. My relationship with her is not as good as you think. In fact, it's just a transaction." Matsueda Jun's gaze shifted to the window again.

"So, what kind of deal is it?" The girl's clumsy love methodology began to work. She didn't want to miss any way to get closer to Jun Matsueda.

"If possible, can you trade with me too?"

Chapter 146: The First Night

"If possible, can you trade with me too?"

The girl asked him this on the TV tower.

Matsueda Jun thought carefully for a while and concluded, "You can't."

"Because you're not rich enough."

Tomatsu Tomoka looked a little surprised, and Matsueda Jun continued.

"If I work as her nanny for a while, the welfare home will have better education and medical care."

"And you can also enjoy the various hidden services of the Mochizuki family. You don't even have to do the cleaning at home yourself."

"It may not be nice to say this, but Tomatsu-kun, money can indeed solve a lot of problems."

The girl showed an unwilling expression, but the financial gap between her and Mochizuki Haruka could not be easily bridged by sincere feelings.

"It's so unfair..." Tomatsu Tomoka said in a low voice. The girl didn't know that if Mochizuki Haruka heard her, she would definitely exchange with her without hesitation.

After all, her family members are all alive and well, and reunion is only a matter of time.

"It's time to go back. The journey will take more than 40 minutes. Mr. Hirouchi said we have to be back to the hotel before 9:30." Jun Matsueda pressed the elevator button.

On the subway on the way back, the jealousy in Tomatsu Yuka's heart began to slowly dissipate.

Mochizuki Haruka's method is just a shortcut after all. Tomatsu Tomoka has already experienced the consequences of taking shortcuts.

As she walked out of Shin-Sapporo Station, she looked at the melting snow around the tire tracks and looked forward to Mochizuki Haruka's ending.

At 9:30 in the evening, after seeing off the two teachers who were taking roll call, Jun Matsueda walked to the vending machine in the hall.

"Matsueda!" Natsumi Imokawa's surprised voice sounded at the corner of the corridor.

The girl trotted over to him. She was wearing a furry pajama jacket with a penguin pattern on the hood.

"Are you here to buy milk too?" She looked at the half-drunk can of milk in the boy's hand.

Matsueda Jun nodded. "Drinking milk before bed is a habit I've developed recently."

Lai Qi Yang Shi often bought expired milk from the supermarket, which led him to develop this habit.

Imokawa Natsumi showed an expression of approval, "My mom also told me to drink more milk. She said it's very helpful for my body's development."

The girl's chest, which should not be underestimated, proves how correct her mother's education was.

She walked to the yellow vending machine and looked at the dazzling array of bottles and cans, hesitating, "There are so many varieties..."

The girl came to her senses and looked at Matsueda Jun for help. He glanced at the shelves in the vending machine.

"When you come to Hokkaido, you have to try some of the regional drinks, right?"

She nodded and pressed the banana milk that said "Hokkaido Limited".

"It's hot." The girl unscrewed the yellow bottle cap and drank two sips with heroic spirit.

"It's sweet and warm, and feels so comfortable." She picked up the camera on her chest and took a picture of the milk with satisfaction.

"You really never leave your camera behind." Jun Matsueda drank the last sip of milk in the glass bottle and threw the bottle into the trash can.

“Because wherever you go, there are always things worth photographing.”

Natsumi Imokawa walked up to Jun Matsueda and showed him the photos taken along the way.

Clouds above the plane, heavy snow at New Chitose Airport, a cat's plum blossom print on a roadside snowdrift, soup curry under a yellow light...

"This doesn't look like a dog?" Jun Matsueda pointed to a street scene photo, in which there was an orange-yellow figure on the roadside not far away.

"It's a fox!" The girl nodded excitedly, "A wild fox!"

"I wanted to get closer to take another picture, but it ran away."

"You've gotten so fat..." Jun Matsueda almost didn't recognize him.

"Maybe it's for the winter." Natsumi Imokawa chuckled twice. Every time she encountered something new, she would become like this silly look.

"Natsumi!" Her best friend Yumi Seshita stood at the corridor and leaned out to call her.

The girl left reluctantly, "Don't forget about the free time, Songzhi."

The black and white penguin hat behind Natsumi Imokawa disappeared around the corner.

At this time, Sakamuro Ken and the others should be playing games with other boys in the room, and Matsueda Jun waited at the door of the hall for a while.

The streets outside were deserted, with only lights illuminating the snow and the occasional pedestrian. Ten o'clock in the evening in Sapporo was even quieter than four in the morning in Tokyo.

"After all, it's the fifth most populous city in Japan..." He recalled the knowledge he had memorized in preparation for the geography competition, turned and walked up the stairs.

Pushing open the door of the top floor room, the girl sitting on the bed turned around and looked at him.

Jun Matsueda took a look around. Unlike the square space downstairs that could only be used for sleeping, Mochizuki Haruka's room was no different from an apartment. It had a private bathroom, a balcony and a study. The big bed looked very soft.

"The maid is next door?"

The girl nodded, patted the quilt beside the bed, and motioned for Matsueda Jun to sit down.

"It must be boring to stay in the room, right?" There was a TV in the room, but he didn't think the girl would turn it on.

“I’ve been looking at the scenery.”

“Is Sapporo really that beautiful?”

Mochizuki Haruka shook her head. "Everyone I looked out the window just now looked like you."

The boy holding the umbrella looks like you, the girl riding the bike looks like you, even the crows on the roof and the snow piles on the street look like you.

The scenery outside the window looks like you, and there is no reason for it, it’s just because he is the only one in the girl’s mind.

"It's time to go to bed." Jun Matsueda seemed to have heard nothing.

"I want to listen to fairy tales." Mochizuki Haruka crawled into the quilt and said aggrievedly that today was too tiring for her.

Jun Matsueda nodded, turned off the lights and drew the curtains, plunging the room into darkness.

"On the planet where the little prince lived, there grew many simple, single-petaled flowers. These flowers were very small, took up no space, and were not a nuisance to anyone. They blossomed in the grass from morning till night..."

"Seeing a very large bud growing from this seedling, the little prince felt that a miracle would surely emerge from this bud."

"Yet this flower still dresses up carefully in her green house. She carefully chooses the colors and adjusts the angles of the petals one by one. She doesn't want to be wrinkled like a poppy when it emerges. She wants to come into the world with a dazzling appearance."

"On a sunny morning, she suddenly took off her veil and bloomed quietly."

"She's spent so much time and effort dressing up, and now she's yawning."

"Ah... well... I'm still asleep and my petals are still a mess."

"I think it's time for breakfast now. Could you please bring me some water?"

Wangyue Yao curled up in the quilt, listening to how the little prince watered the rose according to her request and how he prepared a glass cover for her to block the wind.