Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The black car stopped in front of Toriyama Hospital affiliated with Showa University, and the girl got out of the car alone.

"Don't you need me to accompany you this time?" Jun Matsueda asked, leaning out of the car window.

She shook her head. The girl's black hair had already reached her waist and swayed with her movements. "We'll be staying for a while. You should go back first."

When Mochizuki Haruka entered the hospital elevator, she was still holding her notebook, which she had bought at a store called Rokkatei next to the Otaru bookstore.

The girl's stationery is simple in black and white, but the cover of this white notebook is colorful, with pictures of hydrangeas, bellflowers, lilies, sunflowers and other plants on it.

Mochizuki Haruka believes that these colorful colors are the colors of love. She wants to use this notebook to record Matsueda Jun's likes and dislikes, so that he will never be able to leave her.

Of course, I must not let Jun Matsueda know this now, otherwise he will definitely push me away.

The girl put her hand on the door handle. Although the temperature in Tokyo was much higher than in Hokkaido, she felt that the door handle was even colder than the wall of the Otaru Hotel.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the ward. The mechanical and regular "beep-beep" sound of the instrument came into her ears. The woman on the bed was still sleeping soundly. Wang Yueyao walked to her side and listened to her long and steady breathing.

Time seems to have stopped here.

She sat down on the bed and waved the notebook in front of the woman. "This is the manual on how to conquer Songzhi. Didn't you always want to teach me how to conquer him?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't want to listen at that time. Now I can only figure it out on my own."

Mochizuki Yao was silent for a while, then took off her coat and got into the quilt. The girl's lips were pressed against the woman's delicate earlobe.

"Auntie, I have someone I like."

She fell asleep holding the woman on the hospital bed.

Jun Matsueda pushed open the door of Room 507, and there was no sound in the dark living room.

"Didn't you say you were at home?" He turned around, touched the wall, and turned on the light in the living room.

Almost at the same time as the lights came on, Kurusu Yoshi jumped in front of Matsueda Jun.

"Dangdang!" The girl held a tray with a lid on it. "Welcome back!"

"Do you know I almost punched you in the face?" Matsueda Jun lowered his raised fist. Kurusu squeezed it curiously. "I would have cried for a long time if I had hit you with that punch, right?"

He slapped the girl's hand away, "What are you doing?" He pointed at the plate in the girl's hand.

Lai Qi Yang Shi made another strange "dangdang" sound and took away the tray in his hand.

"Kurisu's secret recipe, red bean butter toast—"

"Celebrating your escape from Hokkaido!"

Matsueda Jun sat down at the dining table and said, "Don't talk like Hokkaido has been taken over by zombies..."

The girl placed the "Kurisu family's secret red bean butter toast" on the table and sat down opposite him.

The toast exudes a rich buttery aroma, topped with red bean paste and fresh cream, and looks very tempting.

Jun Matsueda picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece, put it into his mouth, closed his eyes and savored it carefully.

"It has just the right amount of sweetness, reminding me of the days in Hokkaido when I drank three bottles of milk a day."

It was clearly yesterday, but his tone sounded like it had been a long time since then. Perhaps he was also affected by the strange girl in front of him.

"Didn't I say I'd make you garlic toast during the cultural festival? I thought about it and felt it wasn't appropriate to celebrate with you, so I changed it to red bean butter toast."

"Isn't it delicious? I even made the toast myself. I carefully selected it from Kurusu, using red beans from Kokura, and flour and butter from Hokkaido."

Kurusu Yoshi rested his chin on his hands, looking at the enjoyment on Matsueda Jun's face with satisfaction. "Hokkaido's dairy products are really delicious. I was drooling while heating the butter in the pan."

"I really want to go to Hokkaido to eat and drink~" The girl's cheerful face wrinkled as she spoke, "Do you know how boring it is for me to be alone at home?"

"I know you want to go to Hokkaido." Matsueda Jun put down his knife and fork and went to the entrance to get a handbag. "These are souvenirs for you. They are all dairy products."

Kurusu Yoshi stood up, took the bag, and took out the contents one by one and placed them on the table. "Milk, cheese, candy, cookies, raw chocolate..."

She gave Matsueda Jun a hug from a distance before sitting down, "As expected, you have me in your heart!"

The girl couldn't wait to unscrew the cap of the milk bottle, took a big sip with great vigor, and raised the back of her hand to wipe off the white marks on her lips.

"What a fragrance! So mellow! So rich!" She looked at Matsueda Jun, "Is this really cow's milk? Not kangaroo milk or goat milk?"

"There's a cow painted on the bottle, can you please be respectful?" Jun Matsueda pointed at the glass bottle in her hand with his fork.

"Then this cow must have become a spirit." Lai Qi Yang Shi said in a sacred and rigorous tone.

"Matsueda, when I have money in the future, I must ship a cow from Hokkaido over here and milk it for me every day!"

Jun Matsueda swallowed the red bean toast in his mouth and asked, "Has the postcard arrived yet?"

"What postcard?" The girl drank the last sip of milk and asked him with an unsatisfied look.

"Well...you'll know when it arrives."

When he walked into the classroom the next day, Jun Matsueda found that everyone's topic was still about Hokkaido, as if the school trip had not ended yet, or had not even started.

"The news says the economic losses are about 400 billion..."

When Jun Matsueda passed by the second-year classroom, he still heard the topic of Hokkaido.

"I heard that the freshmen survived in the ruins of Hokkaido for two days!"

"It's a good thing that you're back safely, Matsueda-san." Yamami Maki walked beside him, passing by people who were excitedly discussing in the corridor.

"Thanks to Senior Yamami's advice, I was able to save myself a lot of unnecessary trouble." The two of them reached the end of the corridor, and he took out a piece of blue and white fabric from his pocket and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"This is a souvenir from Hokkaido. Thank you for your concern, Senior."

Yamamiya Maki stretched out her hands to take it, and looked down at the amulet in her palms. The blue and white fabric was gleaming, with a star pattern on it, and the three words "Wish Star Guardian" were written in gold in the center.

"so beautiful......"

Matsueda Jun nodded and said, "When I saw it, I also felt that you would like it. I bought it at Hoshioki Shrine in Sapporo."

"Thank you, Matsueda-san!"

Yamami Matsukio smoothed the hair behind her ears and smiled, and the dry morning air became moist, as if countless trees suddenly sprang up on the open space of Yugaoka High School, and a group of birds were singing in the woods, sipping dewdrops.

"This way I have to prepare a Christmas present for Matsueda-san even better!"

Chapter 159 After School in December

Even though December had just begun, the students at Yugaoka High School were already looking forward to its end.

There are many reasons: the semester will end in less than three weeks, Christmas is just around the corner, and the shadow of the New Year is just around the corner.

In short, their desire not to go to school has reached its peak.

"The second semester holiday is on the 24th, which is right before Christmas."

Jun Matsueda was sitting in his seat while the girls in the classroom were chatting.

"Does Tomoka mean that the holiday is too early or too late?"

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled wryly, "How should I put it..."

Of course, the girl hoped that the school would close a day later so that she wouldn't have to rack her brains thinking about how to spend Christmas with the boy sitting next to her.

After the bell rang and the crowd dispersed, Tomatsu Tomoka turned her head to look at the boy on her right who was concentrating on doing his homework, and asked softly.

"Matsueda-san, do you have any plans for Christmas?"

"Yep."

"Eh?"

Jun Matsueda looked at the actual competition questions in front of him and didn't notice the girl's surprised expression.

It's clearly a biology question, why so many calculations...

"Well, by plans, do you mean plans to go out? Plans with the opposite sex?" Tomatsu Tomoka asked anxiously, but Matsueda Jun did not answer because the Chinese teacher had already walked up to the podium.

No, the girl comforted herself in her heart, Matsueda-san couldn't possibly not know what it meant to go out with the opposite sex on Christmas. Given his personality, he would never give a girl he didn't like any possibility of ambiguity.

Even though she thought so, the uneasiness and bitterness in Tomatsu Tomoka's heart did not go away. Although she knew nothing, she had already begun to feel jealous of the possible opposite sex.

After the school bell rang, Matsueda Jun left the classroom first, and Tomatsu Tomoka stayed in her seat for a while. The girl looked at the noisy classroom, but felt extremely lonely in her heart.

This kind of loneliness cannot be filled by crowds and laughter. It comes from one person's longing for another person. Only the boy who just walked out of the classroom can give her relief.

In the empty gymnasium, Yamami Maki sat in the audience, looking at the boy in front of her who was explaining the questions to her.

"I think this is the correct solution to this problem, and the final calculation result is consistent with the answer."

"Senior?"

"Hmm?" The girl made a cute nasal sound before realizing her mistake. "Ah! I was distracted just now. I'm so sorry!"

Matsueda Jun put down the notebook in his hand and said, "Are you a little tired, Senior? How about we not talk about the competition today?"

"It's okay! Go ahead, Matsueda-san." Yamami Maki smiled. "I've just been thinking about what kind of gift would satisfy Matsueda-san these past two days."

Matsueda Jun sighed and looked at Imokawa Natsumi in the audience who raised his camera and pointed it at the two of them. "Senior, there's no need to put so much thought into this."

"How can that be?" The girl shook her head vigorously, her black hair like flowers floating in the water. "I really like the gifts I received before."

Yamamiya Matsukori took out her cell phone from her pocket. The girl was using a vinyl phone case with a yellow parrot pattern on it.

"Look." She shook her phone, and the blue and white amulet hanging on the phone case flashed.

"Senior sister has already used it." Seeing that the gift he gave was indeed liked, the handwriting written by Jun Matsueda became more elegant.

Yamamiya Maki stood up and walked to the window at the edge of the audience seats, watching the glittering blue and white amulet sway slightly and blend into the sky of the same color.

"Hmm, so I also want the gift I give to be liked by Matsueda-san."

"Senior, just give me some food, like the cookies from before."

"No!" The girl turned around suddenly, and her silky black hair was outlined with golden red in the sunlight.

She walked up to Matsueda Jun, a hint of anger in her steps, "I've been wanting to ask before, does Matsueda-san just like to eat?"

"Uh... I don't think this is a bad thing, right?" Matsueda Jun felt inexplicably embarrassed.

"Is there nothing else you like?" The girl's tone was cutely fierce. She bent over as if she was interrogating a criminal.

He started to think about something he liked, but the senior student waved her hand again, "Matsueda-san, please don't answer."

Yamami Moji sat down again and picked up the book between them. "Let me guess."

"The joy of gift-giving lies in gradually drawing closer to the other person's heart and increasing mutual understanding during the gift-choosing process!"

The door of the gymnasium was pushed open, and the sound of bouncing basketballs, the sound of light and heavy footsteps, and the laughter of men and women filled the originally empty venue, but could not penetrate into the corners of the audience seats at all.

The winter trials are coming up at the end of December. The sweat dripping on the maple floor is getting heavier, and the cheerleaders' dance moves are becoming more standard and strenuous.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Jun Matsueda who was watching from the bench. He left the gymnasium with Natsumi Imokawa as the brass band sang the last rendition of the school song, and then separated in the teaching building.

Pushing his bicycle out of the school gate, Jun Matsueda pulled his collar up to the highest point, straddled the seat with his long legs, and was about to start.

"Wait for me!" The girl's clear and cold voice blew past Matsueda Jun's ears like a gust of wind. Mochizuki Haruka pushed a bicycle and walked quickly to his side.

"Shouldn't you be at home?" He looked at the bicycle beside him. It was small and exquisite, emitting a black metallic luster.

"I want to pick you up from school." The girl got on the bike, gripped the handlebars tightly, and looked ahead. "Let's go."

Jun Matsueda stared at her for a while before stepping on the pedal. The two cars, one big and one small, disappeared at the school gate.

As soon as they arrived at the intersection, the traffic light turned red. Jun Matsueda stepped on the brakes, but Haruka Mochizuki stopped a little slower than him.

He heard a sniffling sound beside him and looked at the girl in the car.

There was a hint of water in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes. She gripped the handlebars, and her knuckles were red.

"It's not easy to ride a bike in winter." He handed the girl a tissue and tightened her collar. "Remember to wear a scarf next time."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment, "Will there be a next time?"

"I will!" the girl said hurriedly, wiping her nose. "I will pick you up from school every day from now on!"

Jun Matsueda looked at Haruka Mochizuki. She stared blankly at the ball of paper clenched in her hand, not knowing where to throw it.

Is she not going to give up?

"When do you start school?" he asked tentatively, taking the paper ball from the girl's hand and putting it in his pocket.

There are too few trash cans on Neon Road.

"Go to school..." Mochizuki Haruka hesitated, "Let's talk about it later."

All her changes were just for the person in front of her.

"The light is green." Jun Matsueda reminded her to step on the pedal, and the two of them were on the road again.